Du Jianfeng froze, left Yang Sihai, and pounced on Ma Shaowei.

Don't look at this Du Jianfeng's martial arts are not outstanding, but after all, he has been practicing for decades, although he is a big difference compared to Yang Sihai, but compared to Ma Shaowei, he is only strong and not weak.

At this time, he was bent on dealing with Ma Shaowei, and Ma Shaowei was a little overwhelmed. Especially Du Jianfeng's two fists, the power is very large, and one punch can punch a big hole in the wall. Ma Shaowei didn't dare to take it hard, so he had to retreat step by step.

Yang Sihai saw that Ma Shaowei was not Du Jianfeng's opponent, and he couldn't step forward to help him for a while. He slowly retreated to the wall, pulled over a chair and sat down.

Maybe it was the antidote he had just taken that had taken effect, and he felt that the pain in his chest had subsided slightly. Yang Sihai calmed down and said loudly: "Du Jianfeng, you villain." Don't think that I don't know what you have done! Ximen Poison Aunt and Zangbian Ergu and others were all recruited by you for the purpose of making trouble for me and taking the opportunity to get rid of me as a stumbling block, so as to achieve your great cause of dominating Dali. And you pretend to be nothing, playing the role of a victim among us.

It's just that these people are all murderous demons, especially the poisonous aunt of Simon, who is as poisonous as a snake and scorpion, and has no humanity at all. As a result, you lured the wolf into the house and shot yourself in the foot. I didn't expect that old poisonous woman to kill your wife and children together.

It's all your sin, you killed your wife and children!"

Yang Sihai's words all poked into Du Jianfeng's heart. I only heard Du Jianfeng yell: "You shut up for me!" In an instant, the green muscles burst out, and his beard was open, and he pounced on Ma Shaowei like a beast.

If this man goes mad, everyone will be afraid. Du Jianfeng went crazy, his skill increased sharply, and he kicked the wall, kicking the wall into a big hole, the whole room seemed to shake, and the dust on the roof fell in a flurry.

Ma Shaowei was so frightened that he didn't dare to catch Du Jianfeng's fist. As soon as he squinted, he saw a big knife hanging on the wall, so he pounced, pulled out the big knife, and slashed at Du Jianfeng.

Du Jianfeng's eyes had become red at this time, and he was not afraid in the face of Ma Shaowei's big knife. With a wave of his fist, he rushed forward.

But Ma Shaowei's sword technique has been passed on by Yang Sihai, but his skills have not yet arrived. He asked for a big knife in his hand, and the situation was completely different from just now. This big knife danced, the water could not be splashed, the needle could not be inserted, like a tiger descending the mountain, unstoppable.

Du Jianfeng was in a hurry, and he was stabbed in the chest, but he finally reacted quickly, and the blade only cut through the flesh and suffered a slight injury.

Du Jianfeng touched the wound with his hand, then fell backwards suddenly, picked up the long sword from the sword stand with his backhand, and pounced on Ma Shaowei again. The two fought together with a sword and a sword.

But at this time, Ma Shaowei had a big knife in his hand, and he was full of spirit, showing all the essence of the master's knife technique one by one. It was very tightly guarded. Although he had nine points on the defensive and only one point on offense, he had a draw with Du Jianfeng.

After twenty or thirty moves, Du Jianfeng's swordsmanship changed, and the tip of the sword was fluctuating, like a cloud like mist. The sword body is like a green dragon shuttling in the clouds and mist, looming.

Yang Sihai exclaimed: "Cloud and Mist Thirteen Style!

Ma Shaowei couldn't see the other party's path clearly at this time, and when he heard Yang Sihai tell him to be careful, he just wanted to step back, but he suddenly felt a chill in his left arm. When I looked down, I saw that my left arm had been cut off by Du Jianfeng.

Unexpectedly, Du Jianfeng still hid such a powerful killing move.

When Ma Shaowei's left arm was just cut off, he didn't feel it because of the speed. Gradually, the heart-rending pain struck like a flame.

Du Jianfeng took advantage of Ma Shaowei's serious injury, and stabbed Ma Shaowei in the chest with another sword. Ma Shaowei instinctively stepped back, but Du Jianfeng's sword tip was always pressing half a foot in front of Ma Shaowei's chest.

Ma Shaowei took five steps back, leaned his back against the wall, and could no longer retreat. Seeing that the tip of Du Jianfeng's sword was about to pierce Ma Shaowei's chest, only to hear the sound of Cang, the cold light flashed in front of Ma Shaowei's eyes, and the long sword in Du Jianfeng's hand was broken into two.

It turned out that at this critical juncture, Duan Yuntu and Nianhua rushed over. Seeing that the situation was critical, Nian Hua immediately pulled out the sword in his hand, and cut off Du Jianfeng's long sword with one sword.

Du Jianfeng held the remaining half-truncated sword in his hand, turned his head and threw himself at Nianhua. When Nianhua saw Du Jianfeng's appearance, he was taken aback, jumped back, and withdrew from a distance of one zhang.

Du Jianfeng pounced forward again, and Duan Yuntu casually pulled out a spear from the weapon rack outside and stabbed at Du Jianfeng. Du Jianfeng saw the head of the gun stabbing him, and used the trick just now. It's just that now the long sword has become a broken sword, which seems a bit nondescript, and its power has been reduced.

Duan Yuntu's family origins, proficient in all eighteen kinds of martial arts, this spear trembles, and the head of the spear is round and uncertain, like ten thousand pear blossoms. Moreover, Duan Yuntu's spear accounted for a "long" word, and it immediately dissolved Du Jianfeng's sword move invisibly.

Du Jianfeng was forced to retreat again and again, and finally leaned against the wall. Duan Yuntu's spear head stopped three inches in front of Duan Jianfeng's throat, standing still.

Although Duan Yuntu forced Du Jianfeng, he really couldn't understand the situation in front of him, so he asked, "Master Du, what's going on?"

Du Jianfeng rolled his eyes, looked at Duan Yuntu viciously, and said nothing. Duan Yuntu turned his head to look at Yang Sihai and Ma Shaowei again. I saw Ma Shaowei leaning against a table and bandaging his left arm with his right hand. And Yang Sihai sat on the chair, his expression was very painful.

Nian Hua suddenly shouted, "Be careful!" Duan Yuntu hurriedly turned around and saw Du Jianfeng throwing the broken sword in his hand towards him. Hurry back to the gun to block.

Du Jianfeng was free, and immediately pounced on Nianhua. At the same time, he reached out and took out a dagger from his bosom and stabbed it into Nianhua's chest.

Nian Hua took out his sword and fought with Du Jianfeng. It's just that Nianhua doesn't want to hurt people, so he tolerates everywhere. But Na Du Jianfeng had already entered a state of madness, not afraid of Nianhua's sword, and blindly pounced and struck.

Nianhua was forced to have no choice, so he launched a counterattack, and with a move, Yue Nu stabbed Xi Shi, and the tip of the sword stabbed Du Jianfeng in the shoulder. Who knew that Du Jianfeng didn't care about it and pounced forward. His left shoulder was stabbed by Nianhua's sword at once, half a foot deeper.

But Du Jianfeng didn't seem to know the pain, grabbed Nianhua's sword, and the dagger in his right hand stabbed Nianhua's throat. Nian Hua saw that this guy had a hideous face, very terrifying, and was so frightened that he didn't know what to do.

(End of chapter)