Chapter Twenty-Seven: The Final Winner
Duan Yunhong looked at the wind, the wind also looked at Duan Yunhong, and the middle-aged man looked at the knife wrapped in black cloth in Duan Yunhong's hand.
Duan Yunhong is waiting, the wind is also waiting, and the middle-aged man seems to be waiting!
The hall was full of murderous, suffocating murderous aura, but the middle-aged man kept smiling, only those who could control the murderous aura could keep smiling like this!
The wind said, "Why don't you make a move?"
Duan Yunhong said: "I'm not your opponent!"
The wind said, "You've changed and become cowardly!"
Duan Yunhong said, "Why don't you make a move?"
Feng said: "I'm still struggling, I'm struggling with whether to make a move? I don't want to kill a person without a knife in my hand, but it seems that I can't kill again tonight!"
Duan Yunhong obviously has a knife in his hand, why does the wind say that he has no knife in his hand? A person who does not want to draw a knife has no knife in his heart even if he has a knife in his hand!
After thinking for a long time, Feng smiled and said, "You wait for me!"
After that, he flew out of the manor, grabbed a knife at random in the hands of the group of people outside the manor, and then flew into the manor.
Feng threw the snatched knife at Duan Yunhong and said, "Now that you have a knife in your hand, I also have a knife in my hand, even if you don't move the knife far away, you must also use the knife in order to complete this transaction!"
Duan Yunhong put down the Soul Absolute Knife, stared at the ordinary big knife handed by the wind for a long time, shook his head helplessly, and said, "Come on! ”
Feng smiled and said, "Both the wind and the clouds, come on!"
After that, the two of them clenched the big knives in their hands and rushed towards each other, slashing and stabbing are all the simplest moves, and often the simplest moves are the most difficult to guess.
The scimitar in Feng's hand is like the bright moon in the night sky, although it is not as brilliant as the sun, but it can shine everywhere it goes, compared with the scimitar of the wind, Duan Yunhong and his knife seem extremely small, like a lost deer in the dark night and can never find its direction!
Looking at the experience performance of the two swordsmen, the middle-aged man muttered to himself: "The Wind Knife can be wielded like this, it can indeed be regarded as a miracle in the knife technique, if the knife technique alone may be invincible, fortunately he is a killer, otherwise it will be more difficult to deal with the rivers and lakes with him!"
Feng didn't seem to use all his strength, because he knew that Duan Yunhong had no intention of fighting, and the reason why he made a move was because he didn't want the scimitar in his hand to be too lonely, and at the same time, he was helpless to make a move!
At this moment, the battle in the manor is thick, the two shadowless swords are still inseparable, a pair of iron fists are even more danced, and the soft stool and the iron ring are not still for a moment, looking for the opponent's key point all the time.
There was a man standing in an inconspicuous corner of the roof, and it was hard to spot him under the night sky, but he could see every move, his shirt shaking in the wind, and his face a little worried.
Two shadowless swords, maybe this is not a fast sword in his eyes, because he is called the end of the name!But why is he so anxious? What would an otherworldly swordsman worry about? His gaze never left Wen Yunfeng, and his gaze became more and more nervous, maybe he knew that Wen Yunfeng was in trouble, and it was a matter of life and death!
Suddenly, the two swords stood still, each taking a step back and standing still, Wen Yunfeng gasped heavily, it seemed that he was already extremely tired.
Lei smiled and said: "You are extremely tired, you can't defeat me, your sword is indeed fast, but you missed the best time to kill me!"
Wen Yunfeng said: "You are wrong. ”
Ray said, "What's wrong?"
Wen Yunfeng said: "You know that your sword has multiple pieces, which proves that it is not fast enough, and I don't know that my sword is fast!"
Lei smiled and said, "Come on, a sword will determine life and death!"
And when he had spoken, he said no more. The two figures, to be precise, should be two gusts of wind and two rays of light, which is not an exaggeration, because even the final nameless is dumbfounded.
There was a loud "bang", and the sparks scattered everywhere in the night sky were particularly obvious, and the two stood back to back again, and after a sword, it seemed that there was no winner, but in fact, the victory and defeat had been divided, because at noon the name showed a bright smile again.
The soft sword in Ray's hand fell to the ground, but when the sword-loving man gave up the sword of love in his hand, his life also came to an end.
Lei slowly fell to the ground, Wen Yunfeng stepped forward to support Lei's body and said, "Why? You can kill me." ”
Lei smiled and said: "Today is not faster than internal breath, only slower, your sword is indeed fast, I am willing to bow down to the wind and die without regrets!"
After that, Lei Jing closed his eyes quietly, his hands were limp on the ground, and there was no breath or heartbeat, this swordsman went, this terrifying killer went, but when he left, his opponent Wen Yunfeng didn't have the slightest joy.
This is a duel in which the winner is not the living, and there is absolutely no doubt that Ray is a professional murderer and a loyal swordsman!
Suddenly, a black shadow fell from the sky and snatched Thunder's body, turned around and flew into the night sky, Wen Yunfeng tried to chase it, but it was too high, too fast, too far away to catch up!
There was a sound of weapons clashing in the main hall, and Wen Yunfeng muttered, "It's not good!"
Rushed straight towards the main hall, just when he arrived at the door of the main hall, he stopped, and there was a more rapid sound of fighting in his ears, Wen Yunfeng heard the sound, only to see a young man waving his fists left and right and entangled with Guangyun and the two.
Wen Yunfeng lowered his head and looked at his hand and muttered, "Block sharp weapons with your fists, there is really such a magical fist technique in this world!"
Wen Yunfeng was fascinated, Feiyun Buddha Kill and Guangyun had been fighting for dozens of rounds, and no matter the moves, the internal breath should be almost consumed.
The iron whip and iron ring in the hands of Guangyun and the others gradually slowed down, the two of them had fought with the Feiyun Buddha and knew that the other party's internal breath was strong, and it would be even more detrimental to themselves if they continued to consume it like this, so they withdrew from the battle!
Feiyun Buddha killed and said, "Come on, keep fighting, you haven't distinguished the superior?"
Feiyun Buddha screamed, and this kind of shouting made Guangyun and the others even more afraid.
Yun Zaiguang muttered next to his ear: "Senior brother, this person's internal strength is unfathomable, and if he continues to fight, it may be detrimental to the two of us, there is no need to bury his life here, and besides, there is no need to be so desperate this time when the two of them are carrying us with wind and thunder!"
Hikari said: "That's right! Even if we sacrifice our lives and forget our lives, the final credit will still belong to the two of them, let's quit and wait and see!"
Guangyun said to Feiyun Buddha Kill: "Boy, this is the end of today, we are a little tired, let's fight again another day!"
After that, Guangyun and the others flew out of the courtyard wall, although their martial arts were not good, their ability to escape was still not bad, and they were out of sight in a blink of an eye.
Feiyun Buddha shouted: "Don't run, we'll fight again when we come back!"
Before he finished speaking, he coughed violently!
Wen Yunfeng said: "Save it! The people have already left, if they really come back, you may die here!"
Feiyun Buddha Kill turned around and smiled and looked at Wen Yunfeng, Wen Yunfeng also looked at Feiyun Buddha Kill, the two stared at each other for a long time, their eyes were full of appreciation and admiration.
Feiyun Buddha Kill stepped forward and saluted with his fists: "Under Feiyun Buddha Kill." ”
Wen Yunfeng also returned the salute: "Under Wen Yunfeng." ”
After some self-recommendation, the sound of fighting in the hall became louder and louder, and the sound of weapons colliding was very small, but there was another sound that was very loud, that is, the sound of people falling heavily on the ground.
Wen Yunfeng said: "It's not good. ”
After that, he pushed the door in, and Feiyun Buddha Kill also followed.
I saw that Duan Yunhong's body was full of holes, countless wounds were spilling blood, his hand holding the knife had begun to tremble, in the face of the ubiquitous scimitar, he had nowhere to escape, nowhere to escape, maybe even if he had the Soul Knife in his hand, he might not be the opponent of the wind, not to mention that now he was holding an ordinary big knife!
There was another loud bang, Duan Yunhong fell the table, the table was broken, and Duan Yunhong fell to the ground!
Feng stepped forward and said, "Duan Yunhong, the young owner of the Famous Sword Villa, but unexpectedly, he is such a pedantic person, you can choose not to use the knife, but I want to see how hard your life is?"
After that, the wind rushed forward with a scimitar, Duan Yunhong at this moment had no power to fight back, and Duan Yunhong would die on the spot in an instant under the blow of the wind!
Seeing this situation, Wen Yunfeng and Feiyun Buddha rushed forward without the slightest hesitation, the fight just now had consumed a lot of their energy, even if they joined forces at this moment, they were not Feng's opponents, but Duan Yunhong's life and death line could not be entangled with them!
Wen Yunfeng and Fengyun Buddha Kill trembled together with Feng, Feng's martial arts were much higher than they imagined, but one or two of them fell to the ground.
At this time, the middle-aged man was nowhere to be found, the burden was still there, the carriage had not moved, except for the wind, Duan Yunhong, Wen Yunfeng and Feiyun Buddha Kill all fell to the ground, they tried to struggle to stand up but finally gave up, they were extremely tired and had no strength at all, like three lambs to the slaughter!
Feng smiled and said, "You guys lost. ”
Wen Yunfeng smiled and said, "It's you who lost!"
Feng was puzzled and asked, "Why, you don't even have the strength to stand up, how can you stop me?"
Wen Yunfeng smiled and said, "Do you think you can pull these three carriages away alone? Impossible! No matter how high your martial arts are, it is impossible! We all lost, but we don't know who won?"
The wind said, "What about them?"
Feiyun Buddha Kill said, "Guangyun is already gone. ”
Feng said, "What about Senior Brother Lei? he will definitely not leave me." ”
Wen Yunfeng said: "He left you forever this time!"
After that, Wen Yunfeng raised the soft sword in his hand and threw it towards the wind, the wind looked at the soft sword carefully, he knew that this was indeed Senior Brother Lei's sword, and he also knew what it meant when a swordsman put down the sword in his hand.
Feng's eyes were full of anger, he had never been angry from the heart, his ruddy eyes were full of murderous energy, and he looked at Wen Yunfeng for a long time, at this moment, he wanted to break Wen Yunfeng's body into ten thousand pieces!
Wen Yunfeng said: "You can avenge him, I will never hide!"
After Wen Yunfeng finished speaking, with a "whoosh", the soft sword pierced through the air and stabbed at Wen Yunfeng, the software trembled and circled like a man-eating poisonous dragon, Duan Yunhong and Feiyun Buddha Kill both opened their eyes wide, they wanted to come to the rescue, but that was already impossible!
Seeing that the sword was about to kiss his throat, and his life would turn into nothing in an instant, Wen Yunfeng didn't have the slightest fear, his eyes were full of calmness and relief, a person can be so calm in the face of death, either he has nothing to love!or he feels guilty!
Anger can make people irrational, the wind can't control himself at all, if he wants to kill the head of the four murderers, who can stop it?
If the end of the name is still here, there may be a miracle, but he is gone! Who is the final winner of this deal?