The men in black present were taken aback when they expected such a change. The sharp-mouthed man saw the golden horse coming, although he was not flustered, slapped his waist with his right palm, and a dagger popped out of the black clothes. With a flip of his palm, he already held the dagger in his hand, and with a wave of his backhand, a silver light met the long sword with the wind.

The two water-like touches each other, and a little spark suddenly emerges in the middle of it. It's beautiful and gorgeous. However, none of the people present had the heart to enjoy the beautiful scenery. The sharp-mouthed man only felt that the dagger in his hand was a little strange when he touched the long sword with the wind, and then the force of the impact of the collision took a few steps back, and when he looked down, the dagger made of his steel was actually full of cracks at this moment. The so-called 100 smelts into steel, and steel smelts into 100 power into steel. His dagger was worth a lot of money, but he didn't expect it to be almost completely cracked with just one touch. "What is the origin of this sword? This kid is so powerful, if this sword is dedicated to the Prime Minister, then I won't have to worry about food and clothing?"

Then, he looked at Suifeng's eyes with a little more greed and less jealousy. In his eyes, Suifeng has no strength at all, but the sword in his hand is sharp.

"Boy, do you want to learn from other people's heroes to save beauty before your hair grows?" the sharp-mouthed man sneered.

If you don't answer with the wind, you really have nothing to say about this kind of vicious person. Just now, he reluctantly used a sword move in a hurry, but he didn't attract the aura of heaven and earth into his body, and his power was very lacking.

The sharp-mouthed man took a few steps back and roared, "This stinky boy still needs me to do it?" Although he handed over a hand just now, he saw that Suifeng's strength was mediocre, and he was not a master in the rivers and lakes. But he also knew that the young man almost relied on him to run the rivers and lakes, and he didn't know his truth and didn't want to risk his life.

Somewhat surprised by his caution, he took a step forward with the wind and stood in front of Bi Han. With a quick glance, Bihan's skin was crystal clear, and her face was warm and jade-like. The face is extremely exquisite, and it can be said that it is a country and a city. Now that I am being chased and killed by thieves, my face has a little more tiredness, which is really pitiful for me. Originally, Suifeng's heart was still a little weak, but now he is much firmer.

The other two men glanced at each other, and together they raised their long knives and attacked Suifeng. As soon as I saw that their weapons were just ordinary mountain knives, although the muscles on the arms were knotted, and the momentum was sufficient, the movements were very sparse, unlike people who practiced martial arts, at most they were rough with some foreign kung fu. Thinking of this, Sui Feng felt much calmer.

With a flip of the wrist, he used the wooden sword trick to defend against the enemy. The wood system is mainly characterized by agility and vitality, which is perfect for dealing with group fights. He has the help of Chunjun, and he only needs to win by fighting.

"Ding... Ding......" two soft sounds. The Chunjun sword swung out and exchanged a blow with the slashed mountain sword. The Kaishan knife does not have the dense texture of steel, and the tip of the knife is immediately cut off by Chunjun. With the wind, the aura enters the body, like a divine help, and the power in the hand is much greater when you unconsciously wave it.

The two men in black only felt a huge earthquake in their hands, and the tiger's mouth was shaken. Succeed with the wind, and your confidence will be doubled. The sword momentum in his hand changed, turning from wood to fire. In the five elements, fire is the most yang and fierce, and wood is fire. Fire is conceived in the wood, like a raging fire, like a raging thunder. The pure Jun sword, which was originally light and agile, suddenly became powerful, and the friction between the sword body and the air seemed to ignite a layer of flames. Like a meteor streaked across the sky, blazing unstoppable.

The man in black was shocked at the same time, where could such a power be exerted by a half-grown boy. The martial arts masters they see on weekdays may not all have such a miracle, and seeing that fire sword coming like the wind, it is too late to hide. I could only bite the bullet and meet it with the long knife in my hand.

There was another crisp sword groan, overpowering the sound of swords clashing. The pure Jun sword sharpened iron like clay, and the long knife of the man in black looked like tofu in front of him. With a muffled sound, he stood with his sword in the wind. ...,

"Uh......" The man in black snorted and fell down. On their chests, there was a deep, long wound on each. It almost crossed the entire chest, a few inches deep, and the pulse of the heart was broken, and what I saw was no longer alive.

The usual two swords harvested two lives like this. Before the wind could repuls or be frightened, his feet shook and he spat out a mouthful of blood with his sword. The sword trick passed down by Changming is extremely mysterious, even if he is a genius in the wind, it is impossible to comprehend it all in one night. He practiced only the contours of the contours, the fur of the fur. In order to kill the enemy with one sword, he did not hesitate to use all his strength to urge the sword technique to attract a large amount of spiritual energy into the body, so that it would have such a miraculous effect.

It's a pity that he hasn't practiced internal strength since he was a child, and he hasn't experienced the rebirth when expanding his meridians, and the meridians are as thick and thin as ordinary people. The meridians that followed the wind were almost burst by the huge aura, and he gritted his teeth desperately to hold on so that he didn't pass out. After these two swords, his meridians were almost completely torn.

"No, I can't fall......" Sui Feng held his sword in his hand, and when he saw the two corpses on the ground that he had killed, endless nausea surged up.

"If I had been given a matching mental method, I would never have been so embarrassed. It's a pity that ...... "dizzy with the wind, and can barely stand anymore."

The sharp-mouthed man was shocked, he didn't expect Sui Feng to be so violent, and he killed two of his subordinates in one fell swoop. Then I saw that I had injured the enemy with the wind by 1,000 and had damaged 800 myself, and only after suffering extremely serious internal injuries did my heart completely settle down. returned to his previous arrogant and domineering face.

The sharp-mouthed man took a step forward, came to Suifeng, looked down at him, and said coldly: "You dare to kill my subordinates!" said that, he kicked heavily on Suifeng's lower abdomen. Sui Feng couldn't withstand the momentum, flew backwards, hit the tombstone before stopping, and sat on Bihan's body.

Even so, he still didn't put down the pure Jun sword in his hand. He also knew that the pure Jun sword was his hope. But even if the nameless sword technique is several times magical, it can't save him from his current predicament, his body is extremely injured, and he can't run any breath, let alone use the sword to defend against the enemy.

"Hehe" The sharp-mouthed man leaned over and pulled the pure Jun sword in Sui Feng's hand.

"No!!" Sui Feng shouted frantically in his heart, that was his Zuihou hope. In the current desperate situation, people always need hope to persevere, if there is no hope at all, it is really more painful than death.

The sharp-mouthed man didn't care what Suifeng thought, so he studied the pure sword in front of Suifeng. "The color and texture are very similar to pine, and a pine sword would never be so sharp. Even my steel dagger was almost shattered, tsk, it's really not ordinary. Boy, the uncle took it. In return, you'll be left with a whole corpse. The sharp-mouthed man glanced at the two ancient seals on the sword's body, but he had limited knowledge and didn't know it at all.

After flipping the Chunjun sword back and forth for a moment, the sharp-mouthed man looked down at Sui Feng, who was half-lying on the ground. He laughed a few times before he said, "Okay, it's time to send you on your way." ”

As he spoke, he picked up the Chunjun sword, aimed the tip of the sword at Suifeng's chest, and slowly stabbed it.

"Am I going to die?" Sui Feng watched as the tip of the sword got closer and closer to him, but he didn't have the slightest ability to resist. He suddenly calmed down at the moment, as if everything had nothing to do with him anymore. How about life and what about death?" It's a pity that he failed to avenge his parents and failed to fulfill his filial piety...... Hey!"

"Forget it, I'm going to die anyway, what do you want to do so much. "Sui Feng saw everything, closed his eyes and waited for death, and did not resist again.

The long sword came closer and closer, and the tip of the sword pierced his chest.

"Let's savor the taste of death!" The sharp-mouthed man's face flashed with a hideous look, and he used a powerful pure sword in his hand to push forward. "Uh, how could it be?!" the sharp-mouthed man's eyes widened, as if he had seen something unbelievable. Slowly lowered his head and looked at the long sword in his hand. The sword body, which was originally pine-colored, lit up at this moment, emitting a warm halo. No matter how hard the man tried, the sword in his hand did not move at all. ...,

I don't understand why this is happening. A warm current kept flowing from the wound into his body, and the pain like a knife in his body receded, and his whole body was immersed in a warm feeling, and the injury he had just suffered was also recovering rapidly.

"This ...... What the hell is going on?" the sharp-mouthed man panicked, and an ominous premonition hit him. As time passed, the halo emitted by Chunjun's sword body became brighter and brighter, and the hilt of the sword held in his palm gradually became hot. I wanted to let go, but there seemed to be an inexplicable liliang stuck to his hand, and I couldn't let go.

"Boy, what have you done, let go, or I'll kill you!" shouted the sharp-mouthed man, but anyone who came could see that he was bluffing, and all his psychological weaknesses were exposed in front of Sui Feng.

Sui Feng was also a little panicked in his heart, and he didn't know what was going on. I only felt that the Ming Chunjun sword was inserted in my chest, and if I were to change someone else, I would have already bared my teeth in pain, but Sui Feng didn't feel any pain, but felt that it seemed to be like a fusion of blood, which was very comfortable.

The meridians that were originally carried by the wind were all torn, and although they were not broken, they were also extremely injured. If you want to recover, you may not be able to stay in bed for months. But after a short moment, Sui Feng felt that the pain in his body as if he was tearing his body was reduced a lot, and there was a trace of cool air flowing around in the warm current to repair his injured body.

It was about another stick of incense, and the limbs that followed the wind gradually regained consciousness. As the most important part of martial arts, the meridians can be said to be the most important, and they are very abstract, and they can only be understood but not spoken. Once the meridians are torn, it is extremely difficult to recover, and generally speaking, it takes a long time to recover unless there is a superb elixir. This is also why Weishenme's road to martial arts is so rugged.

The man tried many times, but the Chunjun sword was like sticking to his hand, and he couldn't get rid of it at all. He also thought about pulling the sword out of Suifeng's body, but found that the pure Jun sword was like being cast on Suifeng's body, and it didn't move at all. After fiddling with it for a long time, he was comfortable with the wind, while the sharp-mouthed man was exhausted.

The warm current on the Chunjun Sword is endless, and there is a kind of magical ability to repair the body, and he is almost unable to extricate himself from being immersed in this kind of moisturization with the wind, and he doesn't even know that his body has fully recovered. What puzzled Sui Feng was that this magical warm current was not an internal force, but more like the aura of heaven and earth, as soon as he entered Sui Feng's body to recover his injuries, it immediately dispersed in his body, pouring into his limbs and disappearing.

The sharp-mouthed man kept resisting, and even thought about strangling Suifeng. But when he came back to his senses, his whole body seemed to be frozen, out of his command. He could only squat like this, and when it came to the end, his legs were like vinegar, sore to the extreme, but he still didn't move, he didn't even tremble, it was more like a statue.

Time passed bit by bit, and the warm current pouring in from the Pure Jun Sword was also decreasing little by little. Sui Feng faintly felt that the sharp-mouthed man was immobilized, and I was afraid that it would be inseparable from the Chunjun Sword. "The Ancient Excalibur is really extraordinary, I'm afraid that once this breath dries up, he will be able to resume his actions again, it seems that I am going to strike first. Sui Feng silently paid attention to the sharp-mouthed man, although his body was completely fixed at the moment, but he had been fully engrossed and did not relax.

Sui Feng pretended to be in pain and closed his eyes, and looked at him with a slit in his eyes

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