The moon in the sky is miserable, and the people on the earth are panicking.

Han Feng stood on the streets of Qingniu Town, facing the murderous and bloodthirsty murderer, his heart couldn't help but tremble with fear.

The corners of the murderer's mouth standing in the bloody scene were slightly hooked, and the dim light was as evil as a ghost.

"Xiao Catch, I'm going to leave after killing people today, why do you prefer to bump into my hands by chance?"

As he spoke, the man threw the crying child in his hand to the ground and walked towards Han Feng with steps.

"That's it, it's easy to turn you off, and it's not your life. ”

Han Feng watched this person come over with blood on his hands, the hand holding the knife was already so fast that he couldn't hold the knife steadily, and the will to survive made Han Feng puff up his life, ready to slash out at any time.

The corners of Yan Xiaoyi's mouth, who fell to the ground on the side, were still bloody, but he was quite stubborn, lying on the ground and shouting: "Brother Han, don't be afraid of him, when Lu Zhutou comes, he will definitely make it difficult for him to fly!"

Obviously, Yan Xiaoyi didn't realize what kind of enemy he was facing.

At this time, Han Feng had already recalled the name of the murderer he had just seen in the fog, and what was sacred-Blood Demon Duan Cheng, the remnant of the Blood Gate in Saibei, who improved his skills by sucking people's hearts and blood, was a Jianghu fanatic with an extremely bad reputation, and Han Feng was able to remember this name because his evil deeds had already been on the wanted list of the imperial court.

It's just that I didn't expect this wicked person to wander here!

Duan Cheng approached in a few steps, his expression was full of banter, and mocked: "Otherwise, you will kill yourself, lest you be tortured by me, blame the pitiful ~"

Han Feng saw that this person was approaching, and no longer waited, the steel knife in his hand slashed straight at Duan Cheng's neck!

The only way to overcome fear is to face it!

"Kill yourself, I want your life first!"

With a single sword, Han Feng's training in martial arts these days was brought to the extreme, and the sword light was like lightning and directly attacked Duan Cheng.

However, the gap in the realm is not something that courage can bridge.

With a bloody hand, Duan Cheng raised his palm, and a red blood light flashed, and he actually grabbed Han Feng's steel knife with a pair of palms, and his strength urged him to easily crush the blade made of steel.

The sound of blade fragments falling to the ground, and Han Feng's movements froze in place.

The gap is too big......

Duan Cheng is figure instantly dragged up an afterimage and came to Han Feng's back, his expression was frivolous, and the evil smile was still the same:

"I suddenly changed my mind again, or if you kowtow to me now and beg for mercy, I will consider letting you go?"

Kowtow, maybe you can save your life......

Han Feng's response was:

"I'll knock your mother!"

As an ordinary person who had just crossed over, he might be afraid or timid, but Han Feng was definitely not lacking in blood, turned around and swung his fist, slamming into Duan Cheng's face with a punch.

Duan Cheng didn't expect Han Feng to dare to resist, the fierce light flashed in his eyes, and he raised his hand to choke Han Feng's neck.

At this moment, the sword light swept by, and the strong wind disturbed the long street in the night!

The silver-white sword light slashed through Duan Cheng and Han Feng, followed by the continuous sound of strong wind sweeping in the dark night!

Han Feng was almost killed by Duan Cheng's move, and escaped under the rescue of the white sword light, and finally exhausted his heart, sat down on the ground in a gloomy manner, wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, and looked at the battlefield on the street.

The one who helps...... Is it Lu Zhutou?

I saw a white-robed, long-haired, and beautiful woman holding a silver long knife, and her figure was jumping, already fighting with Duan Cheng.

The woman's body is like a swallow in the clouds, the sword light is intertwined with dense white horses, and the long knife is really like a fairy in the dust.

And Duan Cheng also showed his real skills at this time, his palms were wrapped in crimson internal force, and there was a strong smell of blood in the staggered fists and palms!

"The White God Catcher is really a good dog of the Hanging Sword Division, I just escaped here a few days ago and was discovered by you!"

Duan Cheng was fighting, and at the same time, he mouthed foul language, intending to disturb the mind of the white-robed female swordsman.

And the white-robed woman was unmoved, and the sword light in her hand became heavier and heavier!

"Chasing all the way, I saw that you have committed a lot of evil deeds, and if I don't kill you on the spot today, Bai Feihuang will hold the sword for the Hanging Sword Division in vain!"

A knife slashed, like a cloud tide surging, forcing Duan Cheng to retreat again and again.

And Duan Cheng actually slapped his chest with his backhand, spit out a mouthful of hot blood and poured it on his hand, the hot blood strengthened the palm power of the wicked, and he fought with the female swordsman again!

The two martial arts powerhouses fought to the death, causing the ground of the nearby street to continue to shatter, and the broken floor tiles splashed countless debris, and the scene was a mess for a while.

The children who were thrown to the ground by Duan Cheng in the room sat in the middle of their parents' corpses and cried heartbreakingly, and everyone who heard it was sad!

Yan Xiaoyi, who vomited blood, watched the duel between the two strong men, and couldn't help but be shocked, and muttered: "That sister is so beautiful, and her martial arts are so good, oh my God, is she a fairy?"

Han Feng only reacted at this time, got up from the ground, walked to Yan Xiaoyi and picked up his saber.

"Don't be a nymphomaniac, borrow your saber and use it!"

Yan Xiaoyi watched Han Feng pick up his saber and walk towards the battlefield of Duan Cheng and the two, she couldn't help but feel a little anxious, and asked loudly, "Brother Han, why are you going?"

Han Feng turned his back to Yan Xiaoyi, and his voice was fierce:

"Why? Kill that murderer, of course!"

Seeing Duan Cheng's brutal torture and killing scene, Han Feng, who was almost killed himself, was stimulated with all his ferocity, and now there is only one thing on his mind, then he will make this thing suffer enough!

Duan Cheng had already recovered his previous injuries with the help of killing people and taking blood in the past few days, but after all, he was still a little weak, and at this moment, he could only retreat in the face of Bai Feihuang, who had superb sword skills.

Han Feng came to the side of the battlefield between the two, stood behind Duan Cheng, grabbed Yan Xiaoyi's saber with the posture of a bidding gun, and slammed it hard at Duan Cheng's back.

"Walk you!"

The unexpected sneak attack, coupled with the fact that there was no distraction in the fierce fight, Duan Cheng was already close to the blade when he reacted.

Sensing the strong wind behind him, Duan Cheng hurriedly used his internal qi to resist, but was caught by the white-robed female swordsman who saw this opportunity, and the sword light was endless, so that Duan Cheng was unintentionally distracted!

The sneak attack knife infused with Han Feng's strength was inserted into Duan Cheng's back, and although it couldn't seriously injure a seventh-rank martial artist, it was enough to cut a wound.

More importantly, the sudden stab broke the delicate balance of the battle situation.

Duan Cheng was stabbed in the back, and his movements were slow.

Bai Feihuang seized the opportunity and slashed upward, hitting the flaw in the murderer's palm technique, and directly chopped off Duan Cheng's right palm.

"Ah!!h

The palm of his hand was cut off, Duan Cheng screamed in pain, but Bai Feihuang didn't spare his hand at all, and with another knife, he sealed his throat and killed him!

The blood flashed, and the bloodthirsty maniac finally gave his head.

At the moment when Duan Cheng died, the fog reappeared in front of Han Feng's eyes:

Assist in killing - the blood demon means to get the Bagua knife method.

Additional reward for the eight-grade martial arts - the Beggar Gang's Getaway Boxing Method.

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Above the long street in the night

The white-robed female swordsman killed Duan Cheng with a single sword, then put away the knife and looked at Han Feng:

"I am Bai Feihuang, the sword of the Imperial Court Hanging Sword Division, and I have been chasing this blood demon for a long time, and now I have finally killed him! ”

However, Han Feng froze in place as if he hadn't heard it, and a picture like a marquee kept flashing in his mind.

The gossip knife method comes from "Snow Mountain Flying Fox", which is the proud and unique learning of Shang Jianming, the owner of the merchant fort, and the method of walking the dragon, cutting jade in the cold light, and absorbing the evolution of the Qiangang in the knife style.

The method of leisurely boxing comes from "The Legend of the Condor Heroes", which is the boxing method used by the nine-fingered beggar Hong Qigong when he was young.

The two sets of martial arts entered Han Feng's mind like an initiation, making Han Feng lose his mind for a moment.

"Ah, what did you say?"