Chapter 391: Slaying Ghosts

Soon, the men in black had surrounded Yang Xiaofeng, and the knives in their hands had also been swung towards Yang Xiaofeng. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 info

The next moment, the knife in Yang Xiaofeng's hand also swung towards these people.

The man in black was quick, even incredibly fast. Among all the opponents Yang Xiaofeng had encountered before, except for Li Muqing, these people were almost the fastest he had ever seen.

However, Yang Xiaofeng is faster. As early as several years ago, his sword was already one point faster than Li Muqing.

Li Muqing has always used his sword after others have made a move, but his sword can always come first, and no one has ever made a move under his sword.

Therefore, the talents on the rivers and lakes call him the "Sword God".

Perhaps, there are also people who can take one move, or even many moves, under the sword of the Sword God, such as Yang Shuangzi or Murong Ke.

However, Yang Shuangzi and Murong Ke had never fought against Li Muqing. Therefore, no one has ever known how terrifying Yang Shuangzi's swordsmanship really is.

The only time was thirty years ago, when Li Muqing, Yang Shuangzi, and Murong Ke and other Jianghu people broke into Jiangnan Yiyantang to save Mei Luoyun.

At that time, Li Muqing and Murong Ke were entangled by the outer guards and Chang Jingtian's guards, and by the time the two of them entered the main hall of the Yiyan Hall, Chang Jingtian, the once invincible chief helmsman of the Yiyan Hall, and the twenty-eight helmsmen under him had all died under Yang Shuangzi's sword.

Since then, a new force has replaced the position of Jiangnan Yiyantang and become the overlord of the rivers and lakes.

This force is Shimizu Villa.

Since then, Li Muqing has also had a new title - martial arts mythology.

However, perhaps no one thought that as early as many years ago, Yang Xiaofeng's swordsmanship had surpassed Li Muqing.

Even when Li Muqing struck first, his sword could still be an inch faster than Li Muqing.

Although it is only an inch, this inch is the distance between life and death.

Perhaps, that's just because Li Muqing is old.

After all, there is always a time for heroes to twilight. It's like a red face, a red face is always fleeting, and heroes always grow old.

At that moment, when the knife of the man in black was still three feet away from Yang Xiaofeng's body, Yang Xiaofeng's knife had already cut their throats.

With a cut throat, he kept slashing, using a knife as a sword, and his hands came out together, attacking the man in black in front of him again at a faster speed.

At this moment, he had only one thought in his heart - to live.

In the past, he always felt that death might be more of a relief, but now, he must live.

If he dies, what will Ah Xue do?

What about the baby in her belly?

He can't let his children be born without a father.

He had to live. Because he doesn't just live for himself.

Therefore, he has to eliminate all the killers in front of him as quickly as possible.

Although he was confident that his shot was indeed incredibly fast, he was only one person after all. His physical strength is limited, if he continues to consume it like this, even if the other party can't kill him temporarily, he will be tired to death.

Time is of the essence now, and there must be no delay.

He was already fast enough, but this time, he was even faster than ever.

If a person is only trying to live to do something, then he has unleashed his potential beyond even his own imagination.

Yang Xiaofeng's speed had even completely surpassed the speed of a person, and the knife in his hand no longer seemed to be a knife made of mortal iron.

How could a mortal knife have such terrifying power.

The speed at which the knife is swung is fast, and the speed at which lives fade away.

He must kill his opponent as quickly as possible, otherwise, he will be the one who dies.

This time, he has completely abandoned defense.

So, when his knife slashed through his opponent's neck, his opponent's knife slashed at him.

The battle soon stopped, and by the time the knife fell, all thirty-six killers had fallen behind Yang Xiaofeng. And he himself fell.

At this moment, he had at least eleven stab wounds on his body. Although they were all in non-fatal places, even if he didn't die on the spot, after a long time, he would still die of excessive blood loss.

Death seems to have become a doomed outcome.

What's more, there is one more person among the killers who did not fall.

There were thirty-seven killers in total, and only thirty-six had just fallen, and there was only one left.

However, if you want to kill Yang Xiaofeng at this time, one killer is enough.

Moreover, this killer was not injured at all, he did not shoot at all just now.

When everyone besieged Yang Xiaofeng just now, he had been just standing by and watching the battle.

If he was in the battle group just now, maybe he would have died under Yang Xiaofeng's knife, but now he .......

Now, he's still standing there.

Yang Xiaofeng had also discovered this killer, and he also rushed towards the other party.

The killer watched him rush over and didn't move. It seemed that he hadn't seen Yang Xiaofeng at all, he had been standing in place, watching Yang Xiaofeng rush over with a cold face.

Even, he smiled, with an indescribable sneer in his smile.

At this moment, Yang Xiaofeng looked like a fish on a chopping block in his eyes, but he was just doing the final dying struggle.

At this moment, Yang Xiaofeng was already certain to die, but he was not in a hurry to kill Yang Xiaofeng, he wanted to experience the feeling before the killing.

Looking at the desperate and unwilling expression on Yang Xiaofeng's face, he felt that it was simply a pleasure.

It's like a cat catching a mouse, but not rushing to eat it, but teasing it before it dies.

At this time, Yang Xiaofeng seemed to be this mouse, a rat that was about to die.