Seeing the attack coming, Liu Feng slashed horizontally, slashed out a sword intent, and dissolved the sword intent.

Taking advantage of Liu Feng's kung fu to resist the attack, the black-clothed swordsman was not idle, his feet "rubbing, rubbing, rubbing" stepped on the wall and climbed onto the roof, his body upside down and hanging upside down on the roof.

Immediately afterwards, he kicked the top wall suddenly, his body accelerated, and he handed out a sword at Liu Feng.

The swordsman's attack was menacing, but he saw that the other party not only did not have a defense, but instead slashed at him head-on.

The swordsman's expression was clear, and he immediately understood that this was a way of fighting with injuries for injuries.

This style of play is very dangerous!

If neither of them changes the posture of their weapons, then both of them will be slashed by each other, and then they will only have to fight whose body is more resistant to beating.

The attacks of the two roared and approached quickly, and when they came, it was the swordsman who was instigated.

"Maniac!" The black-clothed swordsman cursed in his heart.

With a twist of his wrist, he rested his sword horizontally on his chest and made defensive gestures, he was not prepared to fight the opponent hard.

"Qiang"

The red blade slashed at the blade, causing a burst of sparks.

Although he blocked the other party's blow, he felt a powerful force coming from his sword, forcing him to retreat uncontrollably.

When he stopped, he felt that the sword body was trembling slightly, as if it was screaming sadly.

The worst thing at the moment is that because he didn't dare to exchange injuries with the other party just now, he has already lost the opportunity.

As soon as he looked up, he saw the other party with a sneer on the corner of his mouth, deceiving him, raising his black big knife and about to attack him.

The swordsman had no choice but to defend passively, his wrist holding the sword flipped horizontally and vertically, blocking Liu Feng's attack with his sword, and his body fought and retreated.

"When, when, when......"

The opponent's attack was fast and violent, and the black-clothed swordsman used his sword to resist, but his sword-holding hand was numb by the strength of the opponent.

He seemed to have the illusion that the other party was not fighting with a knife, but more like he was smashing himself with a 108,000-pound giant stick.

At this moment, the swordsman was in a hurry, he knew that he was in an embarrassing situation, and if he didn't get rid of the other party, he would definitely lose.

After resisting for a while, he took advantage of the other party's knife to collect the sword, picked up the sword and stabbed out.

But in the next second, he found that the opponent's knife not only stopped retracting, but also slashed at him again.

"Inch knife!"

Liu Feng said a sentence silently, flicked his elbow, and waved the black knife with his wrist.

At the same time, he poured essence into the knife, causing the knife to glow a faint red.

"Poof!" With a bang, the swordsman didn't have time to defend, and was touched by Liu Feng's neck, and blood overflowed.

"Ho-ho-ho."

The swordsman covered his neck with his hands, trying to keep the blood from coming out, only to find blood running down his nose and mouth.

Seeing that his body was exhaling less qi than in, he suddenly understood that he was going to die.

The swordsman was very aggrieved, he had never seen such a hooligan fight, it was simply out of order.

And he, one sword cultivator, and twenty-three sword techniques were not performed, but he was "karma" in the waist.

"Plop," he fell to the ground on his back, unable to move again.

The swordsman's eyes widened and he didn't blink!

Liu Feng took a deep breath, not relaxed by the swordsman's death, he aimed his blade at Zhang Shao and the purple-shirted girl standing on the other side.

"Do you want to come one by one? Or do you want to go together? Liu Feng sneered.

At this time, Zhang Shao was very bland, and it seemed that the swordsman's death had nothing to do with him.

"Your strength is very good!" Zhang Shao commented on Liu Feng, "I like your style of play very much!" ”

"It's better for us to beat each other and see who dies first!"

A crazy smile appeared on Zhang Shao's feminine face.

Liu Feng and Zhang Shao stared at each other deadly, and their eyes were full of fighting intent.

The next moment, Zhang Shao made a move, and he approached Liu Feng with his bare hands.

It seems that he is indeed ready to fight Liu Feng as he said.

But Liu Feng didn't have the intention of fighting each other with the other party, he wouldn't throw away his weapons in a good way for the sake of the courage of his husband.

His purpose is very simple, that is, to kill the other party and leave safely with Sisi.

Just now, he had already spent nearly half of his energy trying to kill that swordsman.

And now, he still has two enemies to defeat, so Liu Feng must carefully calculate the consumption of essence in the next battle.

At this time, seeing Zhang Shao rushing over, Liu Feng waved his knife straight and greeted him.

In the face of Liu Feng's attack, Zhang Shao had a sneer on the corner of his mouth, as if he was not ready to dodge the attack.

I saw that he actually stretched out a hand straight, ready to take Liu Feng's attack.

With a "bang", the big knife slashed firmly on Zhang Shao's arm.

To Liu Feng's surprise, Zhang Shao's arm was not injured at all, but his knife was shocked by the other party.

"What's the situation? Liu Feng exclaimed in his heart, his eyes swept on Zhang Shao's arm, but he saw that the other party's arm had been golden at some point, and it exuded a faint breath.

Liu Feng turned on his spiritual vision, and then he saw that what was wrapped around Zhang Shao's arm was a thick masculinity, and his body was also wrapped in masculinity, but it was relatively light.

Masculinity is a unique sign of martial arts, indicating that the other party is a martial artist.

But Liu Feng had never seen anyone use masculinity like this, which was very consuming of essence.

And, what Liu Feng didn't expect the most was that Zhang Shao had such a strong masculinity.

You must know that on weekdays, Zhang Shaoke is a very feminine and sissy person.

At first, Liu Feng thought that the other party would take an embroidery needle and give himself a set of acupuncture therapy.

After pondering for a while, Liu Feng seemed to have thought clearly, the other party must have practiced some secret method.

And that secret method is burning essence, not using essence.

Jing Yuan can store essence qi, and when martial arts fight, ordinary people consume essence qi.

Because when the essence is exhausted, it can slowly recover on its own, but the essence is not, and after the essence is burned, it cannot be regenerated.

The relationship between Jing Yuan and Jing Qi is like a water gun and water in a water fight, normal people are holding water guns to pour water at others, but Zhang Shao is not normal, he is smashing people with water guns.

Therefore, this also explains why Zhang Shao is interested in men, he wants to steal other people's water guns for his own use.

Moreover, the other party's method of burning essence obviously has a side effect, that is, it will become feminine.

"Huh." Liu Feng sneered, quite disdainful, "Cultivating a Dao actually cultivated yourself into a eunuch, so how good it would be to just cut it off!" ”

Listening to Liu Feng's words, Zhang Shao was stunned for a moment, he turned his head and saw Liu Feng showing contempt and pity for him.

"You're looking for death!"

At this moment, Zhang Shao was angry, he didn't allow anyone to say this about him, let alone show him that kind of expression of looking at a different person.

He broke out, frantically throwing his fists at Liu Feng, his fists were sassy, and he scrambled to attack Liu Feng.

Liu Feng didn't dare to resist, and his figure quietly retreated a few steps, resisting the attack with the blade.

He deliberately provoked Zhang Shao, so that Zhang Shao could consume the essence faster.

When the other party was in its heyday, Liu Feng couldn't break his defense for the time being, so he could only temporarily avoid his edge.

In fact, in the face of Zhang Shao's situation, Liu Feng has a way to solve it.

That is, to pour all the essence of his whole body into the black knife, and to cast a divine sword flow.

Liu Feng firmly believes that with his own divine sword, he will definitely be able to kill the other party.

But there are side effects of the Divine Knife Flow, and he will have a long period of weakness because of this.

That trick is very easy to use, and he has used that trick to kill many people and evil people.

For example, the waiter of the ghost god Qingjia that he killed a few nights ago.

But now, in addition to Zhang Shao, on the other side, there is a purple-shirted girl staring at her.

Liu Feng swept towards the girl's position with his peripheral vision, but found that the girl had left her original position at some point.

Liu Feng hurriedly looked around, and was surprised to find that the purple-shirted girl had appeared not far behind him at this moment.

She hunched over, her right hand resting on the dagger at her waist.

Liu Feng suddenly understood that the girl wanted to attack herself.

And just when Liu Feng turned his attention to the purple-shirted girl, he didn't notice that Zhang Shao had quietly arrived.

Zhang Shao's hands formed a huge fist and smashed it at Liu Feng.

"Brother!" Sisi shouted in Liu Feng's arms.

Liu Feng finally noticed Zhang Shao's movements, and he hurriedly raised his knife, wanting to resist.

But it was obvious that Liu Feng's actions were half a beat slower.

"Die!" Zhang Shao shouted, a trace of ruthlessness flashed on his face, and he smashed it hard at Liu Feng's head.

"Not good." Liu Feng flashed a trace of panic, now I'm afraid I'm going to explain here.

But suddenly, just as Zhang Shao was about to smash on Liu Feng's head, the purple-shirted girl moved.

Like lightning, she swooped down and stabbed her with a dagger.

With a "poof", the dagger was firmly inserted into Liu Feng's waist.

The purple-shirted girl took advantage of the situation and fell to the ground with Liu Feng in her arms, rolling to the side.

With this move, Liu Feng coincidentally dodged Zhang Shao's fatal blow.

While Liu Feng and the purple-shirted girl were rolling, the purple-shirted girl whispered in Liu Feng's ear, "Young Master Liu Feng, I didn't expect you to be alive, if the master knows this news, he will be very happy." ”

Hearing this, Liu Feng looked at the purple-shirted girl with a shocked expression.

He didn't expect that the other party would call out his name.