Zhang Tianpeng strode out.

It was already late at night, the moonlight was like water, and the entire Qingyu City was still in the midst of prosperity and noise, more lively than during the day.

The streets and alleys are quiet.

Zhang Tianpeng held his head high and strode into a meteor.

With Yang Letian's cleverness, he must be able to see that it is a trap.

But Yang Lotian hated himself to the bone, especially after loudly breaking that Sun Qingxue likes Brother Leng, maybe he can't control it, and he has to kill himself!

Thinking of Yang Letian, his face was tense.

At the beginning, I couldn't avenge the revenge myself, and I still had some regrets for Brother Leng to help.

His qualifications are indeed too poor, and he is getting farther and farther away from Yang Letian, he can't deal with him now, and he is even more hopeless in the future.

The alley is getting quieter and quieter, the footsteps are clearly audible, and the noise seems to come faintly from the horizon, and it is two worlds from here.

He suddenly stopped and snorted, "Yang Letian, you really don't want to delay for a moment!"

"Zhang Tianpeng, if you live a little longer, I won't be happy!" Yang Letian stood quietly in the shadow under the wall: "The surname Leng is also here, right?"

"There is always one to stay," Zhang Tianpeng sneered: "Don't you just dare to come to me while he is away!"

Yang Letian sneered disdainfully: "I wish he was here, and we will solve the two of you together!"

"What a big breath!" Zhang Tianpeng said: "Your martial arts are great, we are not bad, we will not lose you!"

"Two ants are better than me, I don't know how thick the sky is!" Yang Letian said coldly: "Today, you can show me what swordsmanship is!"

Suddenly, a cold light lit up in the alley.

He was in the shadows, but the spirit snake sword was outside the shadows, and the sword body reflected the moonlight, cold like water, like a silver spirit snake winding away.

Zhang Tianpeng snorted and said, "We haven't practiced swordsmanship, only flying knives!"

"Huh!" In the light whistle, the sword light broke through the shadows, condensing his bitter hatred and killing intent.

After the knife left his hand, his right arm was sore, and he struck with all his might.

The "Ding ......" spirit snake sword turned into a cloud of silver light, the flying knife was swung away, and the sound of clear sound was heard far away, breaking the silence of the alley.

The Spirit Snake Sword stagnated.

"Huh!" A dazzling white light instantly arrived behind Yang Letian.

"Ding ......" In the sound of Qingming, Yang Letian was knocked into the air, waved the spirit snake sword to protect himself, and shouted: "Leng Fei!"

He hates Leng Fei the most, he obviously has a strong martial arts, but he doesn't fight in a righteous and bright light, he has to sneak attack, he can't prevent it, he has never seen such a despicable and shameless dark villain!

If you don't wear soft armor, you won't be able to die.

"Shh

Yang Letian suddenly became brave, swinging his sword to repel the white lights, his body kept soaring like a flying dragon, and the spirit snake sword became more and more agile.

Leng Fei stepped out of the shadows, like water and moon shining on his calm face: "Good swordsmanship!"

Sure enough, it is worthy of the flying dragon swordsmanship, and the power exerted in the air is amazing, which is really wonderful.

"This is the Flying Dragon Sword Technique!" Yang Letian snorted: "Dragon Flying Nine Heavens, how powerful is it!?"

Zhang Tianpeng pouted: "What kind of fly are you!"

"Fly for nine days with the power of the enemy, this is the real ability!" Yang Letian sneered: "You two toads can't fly!"

He folded in the air, and the sword shot at Zhang Tianpeng in front and behind, like a goshawk grabbing a rabbit.

Instantly arrived in front of Zhang Tianpeng.

Zhang Tianpeng stepped on the moon floating incense step, easily avoided this sword, and when the sword light exploded, he took another step and moved obliquely out of the range of the sword light.

"Huh!" Yang Letian was surprised.

He was deeply confident in the Flying Dragon Sword Technique, but he didn't expect to be helpless against Zhang Tianpeng.

Zhang Tianpeng's footwork is too weird, and he can get rid of the flying dragon sword technique.

He only had a little bit of the Flying Dragon Sword Technique, but the Flying Dragon Sword Technique was exquisite, and this little fur was enough to clean up the two of them.

Zhang Tianpeng smiled proudly: "What flying dragon swordsmanship! Yang Letian, you are much more powerful than swordsmanship!"

Yang Letian was so angry that he wanted to explode, but he couldn't refute it, so he could only grit his teeth and swing his sword.

At the same time, he had to force himself to stay calm, and the snake-like coldness was even more terrifying.

"Tut-tut!" Zhang Tianpeng kept shaking his head, and a strange cry came out of his mouth: "Flying Dragon Sword Technique! Ha, Flying Dragon Sword Technique!"

Yang Letian swung his sword desperately: "Shut up!"

Zhang Tianpeng stepped on the moon and laughed: "The more you tell me to shut up, the more I don't shut up, what can you do with me, haha!"

Yang Letian's eyes burned like torches, and the sword momentum became faster and faster, enveloping Zhang Tianpeng like a storm.

"Snort——!" In the sound of breaking through the air, a cold light shot in.

"Ding ......" Yang Letian swung his sword and was about to take advantage of his strength, and another flying knife had arrived, just in the direction of his rise.

It was as if he had sent himself to the throwing knife, and his arm was still sore.

He understood in a flash of light, Leng Fei calculated the change in his sword momentum, and he only got a little fur, which was not subtle.

"Ding......" Yang Letian reluctantly swung his sword.

The Spirit Snake Sword flew out.

"Ha!" Zhang Tianpeng shouted happily and shot at the Spirit Snake Sword.

Yang Letian sneered, and a white light came out of his left sleeve.

It was expected that they were going to snatch the Spirit Snake Sword, and the secret weapon was their killer weapon.

"Ding ......" A white light collided with this white light in the oblique thorn, and the white light collided, and the sound was crisp.

Zhang Tianpeng was startled, turned his head to look, and smiled again.

The Spirit Snake Sword is in hand!

"Haha!" he laughed twice, turned and ran.

"Damn it——!" Yang Lotian roared.

He shot out a white light with both hands at the same time, and two white lights caught up with Zhang Tianpeng.

"Snort——!" The other two white lights caught up with these two and collided in the air.

When Yang Letian was chasing, Zhang Tianpeng had already disappeared into the darkness.

"Leng Fei!" Yang Letian roared: "Despicable and shameless villain!"

Leng Fei had already disappeared in the shadows and was silent.

Yang Letian suddenly looked up to the sky and laughed: "What if you get the Spirit Snake Sword, haha, there is also the Flying Dragon Sword Technique, with the Flying Dragon Sword Technique, the Spirit Snake Sword can exert its maximum power, otherwise, the Spirit Snake Sword is just an ordinary sword!"

Zhang Tianpeng's voice came from afar: "We just want to get the Spirit Snake Sword, the Flying Dragon Sword Technique...... Hey, forget it!"

"Ah——!" Yang Letian looked up to the sky and shouted: "Senior Sister Sun!"

Sun Qingxue's voice sounded in the shadows: "Senior Brother Yang, I'm here!"

"Chase Zhang Tianpeng!" Yang Letian said.

Sun Qingxue said: "Can you handle Leng Fei?"

"The Spirit Snake Sword cannot afford to be lost!" Yang Letian hurriedly said: "Otherwise, the power of the Flying Dragon Sword Technique will be greatly damaged!"

"Good. Sun Qingxue said.