Chapter Eighty-Nine: The First and Last

"Whew!" The Night Sword Cold Star instantly appeared on Yi Xifeng's right hand.

"Turning willows with the wind!" the young man shouted, and as soon as the black sword condensed by the fifth convict came into contact with the blade of the night sword, he felt the pulling force he had encountered before.

The sword also shifted slightly to the right side of the white young man, "Hmph, didn't your master tell you, don't use the same trick twice on the same person?"

With the low roar of the fifth convict, his originally condensed sword suddenly seemed to be alive, extending out countless black tentacles, wisps of black internal strength, constantly winding towards the cold star sword that was easy to cherish the wind.

The momentum that was constantly pulling the knife to one side was also paused.

"Bang!" the young man was forced to take the knife hard, but fortunately, his own physical strength was strong, so he was able to control the night sword and cold star did not rebound, but the young man's thin figure was still blasted out a few feet.

The fifth offender took advantage of the situation to attack and did not give the other party any respite.

"Bafang Sword Curtain!" Yi Xifeng knelt on one knee on the ground, raised the Cold Star Sword in one hand, and said in a low voice.

In just an instant, one hundred and twenty-eight white sword shadows erupted from the Cold Star Sword, encircling the three zhang range of the young man's body.

The fifth criminal went castrated, and with a knife, he took the white boy who was half-squatting on the ground!

Yi Xifeng stared at the black sword that was gradually approaching him, and there were one hundred and twenty-eight sword shadows around him, always rotating around him at high speed.

The sword of the fifth convict effortlessly broke through the outermost layer of the Bafang Sword Curtain, stabbing at the young man like a broken bamboo all the way.

Looking at the sword that was slashed by several sword shadows, still castrated, Xing Forest smiled and said, "Little doll, you are still too young, and your ideas are too simple. If you want to block your fifth master's knife with a few sword shadows, hmph, take your life!"

Saying that, the fifth torturer no longer hid his clumsy strength, and went all out to plunder his life and continue the heavenly decision, and those small black tentacles appeared on the sword again.

It's just that what Xing Lao Wu didn't notice was that the white sword shadows that intercepted the swords, as they got closer and closer to Yi Xifeng, the sword shadows became more and more numerous, faster and faster.

Yi Xifeng Ping held the right hand of the night sword cold star, still holding the hilt of the sword steadily, and the originally black sword body had already lit up with stars as bright as stars at this time. More and more new sword shadows erupted from the blades, merging into the white boy's eight-sided sword curtain!

Two zhang! The sword of the fifth convict was less than two zhang away from the young man in an instant, and Yi Xifeng could even see the other party's scarlet eyes clearly.

Xing Lao Wu felt the resistance from the blade at this moment, and couldn't help frowning slightly. The tentacles on the sword that were originally dancing unscrupulously around were also drowned in the shadow of the sword like a storm. And the blade, which was originally like a bamboo, also slowly slowed down the speed of the thrust.

The red light flashed in the eyes of the fifth criminal, and the other left hand, which did not hold the knife, also pressed on the bottom of the hilt, stabbed forward with all his might, and said in a deep voice: "The Dark Knife—sigh!"

I saw a red ray along the straight spine of the knife, shooting straight to the center of the young man's eyebrows. At the same time, the black tentacles that were originally dancing around on the blade instantly condensed, making the blade on the original tip of the knife stretch by more than a foot.

This red ray was not an inner strength sword ray, but more like a dazzling beam of light, and the surrounding sword curtain could not block this beam at all. Without waiting for Yi Xifeng to react, the red light was on his forehead, and the young man's originally clear eyes also became confused in an instant.

In an instant, the eight-sided sword curtain that was originally rotating rapidly around Yi Xifeng's body suddenly became scattered and abnormal. The Cold Star Sword he held flat also dimmed.

A trace of cruelty appeared at the corner of the fifth prisoner's mouth, and the straight knife instantly swept two zhang away, slashing straight towards Yi Xifeng's neck.

One foot, five feet, three feet...... When he was less than a foot away from the white young man's neck, Yi Xifeng finally recovered from his dazed state.

A trace of surprise flashed from the eyes of the fifth criminal, and then the killing intent was even worse!

This son must not be left behind! The fifth convict secretly made up his mind.

The sharp blade made Yi Xifeng's hair stand on end, and his back was instantly wet with cold sweat, and the Cold Star Sword turned into an afterimage, returning to the sword to block.

"Ding! poof!" The sword slashed heavily on an afterimage, although the Night Sword Cold Star blocked the sword this time, but it failed to withstand the huge force from the blade, the young man was slashed by the rebounding Cold Star Sword and his left arm, and the blood instantly stained the entire arm.

Yi Xifeng exchanged his life for injuries and blocked this dangerous knife. With the help of the huge force of the opponent's slash, he quickly broke away from the battle circle.

"Mental attack? I'm still careless...... "The white boy muttered, ignoring his bleeding left arm.

"The yin-yang-level exercises are originally yang attribute exercises that complement the physical body, and yin attribute exercises complement the divine soul. It is not surprising that there are divine soul attack methods...... Tsk, if you want Captain Chengtao to know that I am so embarrassed, I must practice more at night......" Yi Xifeng also didn't care about the fifth criminal on the side, and said to himself.

Xing Lao Wu didn't expect that the other party would be able to dodge his own killer blow, and his own move "sighing" was Xing Wutang's signature martial arts. It's just that he is the worst cultivator among the five brothers, and if he lets the boss Xingmu perform this trick, I'm afraid that the little ghost on the other side will already be in a different place at this time.

However, Xing Lao Wu is still a little jealous of this kid, and he can get rid of the mental control of sighing in such a short period of time, and his soul is very strong, which is very different from ordinary people.

Fortunately, this little ghost was also seriously injured, and the fifth convict said secretly. He himself knows the characteristics of his exercises, whether it is fist techniques, knife techniques or palm techniques, his moves are all dark and hurtful.

Just like the strong man who was slapped into the Chunfeng River by himself earlier today, Xing Lao Wu is confident that the other party will not survive to go ashore. At this time, Yi Xifeng, he is also confident that the other party is at least seriously injured, and it is difficult to say whether he has lost his combat ability.

Thinking of this, he smiled and said: "Little ghost, you are really good, you are the first martial artist who can survive from my fifth master's sigh and sword!" Speaking of this, the eyes of the fifth master gradually became calm.

Yi Xifeng glanced up at the fifth sentence, his clean little face was stained with a little blood, but he still didn't change his beauty. At this time, a shy smile leaked out of this delicate little face......

Bai Jing Shao said in a young voice, "Oh, the first one, I'm honored, but I think it's also the last!" he said, tearing off his blood-stained shirt and simply tying his left arm.

The five eyes of the criminal elder shrank slightly, and he saw a young man with bare arms, wearing a black iron cable vest.

The boy tapped his fingers on the vest in several locks, and with a few clicks, the iron vest slipped off his body.

"Boom!" There was a loud bang, and the black iron wire vest brought up a puff of smoke and dust.

Until the smoke and dust dissipated, the fifth convict had not recovered from the shock. But before the fifth convict wanted to say anything, Yi Xifeng's figure disappeared in place like the dissipated smoke and dust.

"What?!" Old Five was taken aback, and at the same time, years of fighting instinct made him throw his sword behind him.

"Thousands of miles of rivers!" a soft shout came from behind the fifth criminal.