Seeing that, Yan Qingfeng was killing behind him, and he was still running after the wind at night. However, the horses under his seat were not as fast as Yan Qingfeng. After a while, it has been overtaken. At this time, Yan Qingfeng casually hit a dart, and he was chasing the wind in the middle of the night. Immediately, I saw the horses neighing and overturning, and the night chased the wind and rolled to the ground.

Yan Qingfeng flew up on horseback, holding a long-handled broadsword in his hand and slashing in the air! The big knife fell to the ground and cracked the ground for several feet! The night chasing wind rolled and dodged, but was still overturned by the energy.

At this time, Yan Qingfeng stopped, pointed at the night chasing the wind with a big knife, and shouted angrily: "The killer either kills or commits suicide!" In vain, you are the third killer in the rivers and lakes, and you are barely trying to make a living! What are you! ”

Night Chasing Wind held a knife across his chest, and Yin Owl snorted coldly: "Kill people for money!" It's not about death! Rules are an excuse for the weak, and living is the true truth. I'm a killer, not a gentleman! ”

Yan Qingfeng was even more annoyed when he heard this, he was full of true qi, and the big knife waved like a white blade flashed, chasing the wind at night! The sword flashed, slashing the air and breaking the ground! Sweeping the momentum of thousands of armies, breaking through the sky and thundering!

Chasing the wind at night retreated in a hurry, not wanting to be hard. Yan Qingfeng walked in a tiger step, leaping and jumping, chasing the wind quickly, and scraping and chopping with a big knife. The hundred-pound broadsword danced briskly in his hand, pressing again and again, not giving the night chasing wind a chance to breathe!

The knife cracks and the wind howls, and the sand and gravel splash fly! A series of slashes came to the edge, rushing the air turbulent. Chasing the wind at night is like a leaf of black feathers, the arrows flash left and right, and the figure is too fast to see! But Yan Qingfeng's speed is not slow, like a flash leopard rushing, if the dragon is stepping on the horse, the knife qi is rolling like a tide, and the Jinmang battlefield is flashing!

Wander before the door of death, the blade dances, a battle between killers and fanaticos! Yan Qingfeng relied on his strong internal strength, superb knife skills, and his knife rushed in all directions, tightening the dead end step by step. Chasing the wind at night, taking risks, making difficult moves, rolling and turning, I can't help but scold Luo Fan again in my heart. The heart said that he was famous for half his life, and since he met the fallen fan, his luck turned straight, and now he has become a dog in distress.

Night Chasing Wind is strong, needless to say, but he is more accustomed to assassinating in the dark. And Yan Qingfeng, as a powerful man in the southwest, is famous as the "Southwest Soul Sealing Knife" in the rivers and lakes, and his strength is naturally good! I saw that the big knife was split into a chain of life, and a chain of life! It's natural, the impenetrable attack makes the night chasing the wind like a loach in the silt!

After more than a dozen moves, the night chasing wind finally turned around and was provoked by Yan Qingfeng's sickle hook, tearing half of the arm of his left hand, and suddenly it was like a note! In this way, chasing the wind at night is more vigorous, retreating sharply, flashing rapidly! For a time, he chased the wind, and he used the dragon to escape. Two top masters, one flash, the other chases fiercely, and they are inseparable. After a while, the wind was blowing under the feet of the two people, and the trouser legs were also rubbing out bursts of white smoke.

And as the attack became hot, Yan Qingfeng became more and more murderous, and his eyes were bloodshot, as if he regarded Ye Chafeng as the murderer of his son. Shouting the word killing in his mouth, the Yan family's thirteen consecutive soul chasing slashes out of the absolute momentum, and the sword wind on all sides gradually appeared empty and shattered!

Hearing the sound of explosion, goodbye to the other party's big sword gradually red. Chasing the wind at night is not good, this move is the Yan family's thirteen consecutive slashing tricks "Thunder Knife"! If Yan Qingfeng is allowed to accumulate enough knife strength, this knife will be cut out like a fire python, and it can be razed to the ground within a few zhang. In this way, if you don't die, you will be seriously injured.

When I was anxiously planning, I heard the sound of wind and thunder legs stepping on sand and flying stones! But seeing that, Luo Fan used the Sevenfold Wind Thunder Leg Skill, and if there was a phantom in the forest, he rushed into the battlefield in the blink of an eye. With the steel knife in hand, he slashed at Yan Qingfeng from behind without hesitation!

Yan Qingfeng turned around angrily, and the big knife was fiercely blocked! Just listen to a sonorous sound! I saw Luo Fan draw his knife and step on the ground, leaning over to the side of Yan Qingfeng, and slashing three times before approaching! At the same time as the move, a stream of white sand had quietly pounced on Yan Qingfeng's face.

Yan Qingfeng was excited, and he didn't even notice the poisoned sand entering his body, he drew his knife and made a few moves, and scolded angrily: "Who are you, dare to stop me, look for death!" ”

Luo Fan was disdainful with a cold face: "The one who killed you!" ”

The two sides argued a few tricks, and each was reckless. Luo Fan's body is tricky, flashing left and right before and after, like an antelope running, a tiger and a leopard rushing, turning around as fast as a dozen flies around him, provoking Yan Qingfeng to turn around in all directions, even if the knife is strong, there is no force.

Seeing that Luo Fan attracted Yan Qingfeng's attack, Ye Chafeng hurriedly covered his injured arm and fled! However, Luofan never relaxed his attention to chasing the wind at night. Seeing that he was about to escape, he caught up with him with an electric step, slashed out with a knife, and stopped the night chasing wind! said coldly: "If you don't kill him, can you go?" ”

Night Chasing Wind knows that if you compete in strength, Luofan may not be as good as herself. But his wind and thunder legs are really good, and he really can't escape him. If it was a dispute, it would make Yan Qingfeng take advantage of it. I had to turn back and deal with Yan Qingfeng with Luo Fan.

The two of them each held steel knives, attacked left and right, and cooperated with Yan Qingfeng! Rao is Yan Qingfeng sword is fierce, but he is not defeated by the two of them, and they are as fast as loaches, and they can't help it for a while!

And Luo Fan struggles and wanders, approaching and slowing, just to delay time! Sure enough, after a few moves, Yan Qingfeng suddenly felt blurry in front of him, and his whole body began to soften! reacted, and shouted angrily to Luo Fan: "The smoke just now is poisonous!" You sinister villain, I'll drag you down to the Yellow Spring even if I die! ”

Luo Fan sneered: "I'm a sinister villain, what a good thing are you!" Don't you want to know who killed your son? Tell you, I killed it! I have the ability to take revenge! ”

Hearing this, Yan Qingfeng became even more furious, and for a while, his blood surged, and the poison entered his body even deeper! At this time, he had lost his mind, completely disregarding survival, and used all his strength to kill the two of them!

And no matter how strong the brute force is, if you can't beat people, it's also ruthless. Seeing that Yan Qingfeng's moves were in chaos, the two of them had a good heart. Luo Fan tried his best to block the opponent's knife momentum, and Ye Chasing Feng seized the opportunity, and his body was close to the ground with a flying knife, and Yan Qingfeng's legs were cut off with one sword!

Yan Qingfeng howled miserably and immediately knelt on the ground! However, the cry did not fall! Hearing the "poof" again, I saw that his head had been cut off in the air, and the blood on his neck gushed like a spring!

The huge head rolled to the ground, and Yan Qingfeng only had half of his body kneeling on the ground, spurting blood for a few breaths! Trembling a few times, the big knife came out of his hand and fell to the ground.

Pitiful, the dignified master of the Qingfeng Dart Bureau, the big man in the southwest, and the mighty and domineering heroic. In the end, it ended up like his son. In order to delay time, Yan Qingfeng asked his subordinates to stop Luo Tianyao and the others. He never wanted to stop others, and at the same time blocked his own chance to live!

Night chasing wind was also shocked by Luo Fan's ruthlessness! Killing people is like slaughtering chickens, where is this the head catcher of the chief arresting division, it is simply a Shura who is used to killing people, and he is a little more ruthless than himself.

Luo Fan wiped the knife and looked at the night chasing wind: "Go!" The people behind are coming after them. ”

Night Chasing Wind hurriedly hugged his arms and followed Luo Fan into the woods on the side.

Fleeing to a hidden place in the forest, the night chasing wind has lost too much blood and his face is pale. Immediately lay down under the tree, pulled a piece of cloth, and bandaged the wound. Luo Fan stood aside and watched quietly, and didn't say much.

After the night chasing wind bandaged the wound, he secretly breathed to himself, looked at Luo Fan and said coldly: "Now, Yan Qingfeng is dead!" What about my antidote? ”

Luo Fan took out a porcelain bottle from his bosom and threw it over.

Night Chasing Wind took it and took a look. The heart said that now that he was seriously injured, if he did it, he would not be able to live, and the antidote should be true, so he swallowed it immediately.

Seeing that Ye Chasing Feng had taken medicine, Luo Fan had a curious attitude and asked, "I've always had a question!" I have heard that every time the Grim Reaper kills someone, he always destroys the whole family. Three years ago, you slaughtered the Ling'an family in Fucheng. I can't figure it out, why did you even kill his five-year-old blind daughter? It doesn't make sense! ”

Night Chasing Wind sneered and shook his head, laughing at the ignorance of the mortal. He replied, "Humph! If you don't cut the grass and don't get rid of the roots, there will be trouble! This is the first rule of killers. Don't you understand that? Even if she is a blind woman, can't she find someone to take revenge when she grows up? Don't forget the rules of the underworld, the one who kills the whole family, no! ”

Luo Fan nodded, with a learned expression, and said with a smile: "Oh, then I'll rest assured." ”

Take the antidote, chase the wind at night and exercise your true qi, and try to straighten out your muscles and veins. But he suddenly felt a sharp pain in his chest, and he couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of real blood.

Night Chasing Wind was terrified, and looked at Luo Fan angrily: "You lied to me!" What you gave me was not an antidote, but a poison! Why are you doing this? ”