People are in the rivers and lakes, playing the role of Xiongba

Chapter 130 Fierce Battle

Like a shock, the spear was like a rainbow, and the tip of the spear flickered with cold light.

Immediately behind the spear were two figures.

The two rushed out of the house one after the other, with fierce expressions on their faces.

Especially the old man at the front, he had an ugly face, but now he was so angry that he looked like an old ghost in prison.

The spear was very fast, and it came to Nie Feng in a blink of an eye.

If Nie Feng slashed down regardless, then Sun Jianghai would naturally have to die.

But if this is the case, the spear will definitely pierce Nie Feng's back without hesitation.

Naturally, Nie Feng would not do such a life-for-life thing.

The blood blade in his hand was fast, and he turned around and slashed on the spear.

Although he focused on the long spear coming from the sky, it doesn't mean that Nie Feng let Sun Jianghai go.

The blood blade was used to block the spear, but Nie Feng's feet were free.

His Fengshen legs are not for display.

Almost when the blood blade split the spear, his left leg suddenly kicked Sun Jianghai's head hard.

This leg brought out a strong infuriating energy, and it went straight to Sun Jianghai's head like a giant stick.

If this kick hits, Sun Jianghai may or may not have his head shattered like a watermelon.

However, Sun Jianghai was not a good person, he took advantage of the moment when Nie Feng switched from a knife to a leg, turned around slightly, and threw out his fist like a sledgehammer.

boom……

The fists and legs intersected, and a strong energy burst out from the center of the two of them in an instant, blowing the scattered objects in the courtyard and shaking them endlessly.

puff……

In the end, Sun Jianghai reacted hastily. This time, he suffered a secret loss when his fists and legs intersected.

The blade-like wind attribute zhenqi rushed into his body and scurry through his body, making him spit out a mouthful of blood, and his whole body was pushed back seven or eight steps by the shock force of Fengshen's legs.

Although Nie Feng was not injured, he suddenly retreated in another direction.

The reason why he was not in the same place was because the old man with a fierce face had already caught the spear and swept towards him with a single shot.

This shot was extremely ferocious, and the air made an overwhelmed crackling sound.

Although it was just a simple sweep, in the hands of the old man, the power was beyond imagination.

Even Nie Feng didn't dare to take it hard, so he could only avoid the edge temporarily.

boom!
The old man didn't chase after one shot, and the end of the spear hit the ground, smashing the ground into cracks.

"Which family are you from? What do you want to do?"

The old man's eyes were slightly protruding, with a fierce look in his eyes, and he stared straight at Nie Feng.

Nie Feng landed on the ground, staring solemnly at the old man.

The strength of this old man is actually different from Duanlang's information and rumors in Jianghu.

According to information and rumors in the world, this old man is called Huang Qiangui, nicknamed the ghost in the evil, and he is an elder of the Fudimen Battle Hall. His strength should be at the late stage of the seventh rank.

But through his shot just now, Nie Feng concluded that this guy was not a late seventh rank, but a peak seventh rank.

"Uncle Master!"

At this time, the expression of the other person who jumped out of the room changed, and his lips moved slightly towards the old man.

"One-armed swordsman Nie Feng?"

Huang Qiangui frowned. He spent almost all of this time in the courtyard, so he didn't know much about Nie Feng, a new hero who had no connection with their Fudimen.

"You have enmity with us?"

While the young man was checking on Sun Jianghai's injuries, Huang Qiangui tightened his grip on the big spear that was a circle thicker than ordinary spears, and stared at Nie Feng.

Since the opponent is not going to attack immediately, Nie Feng is naturally willing to take this opportunity to recover.

Although he looked very relaxed in the battle just now, his internal energy was consumed a lot.

He may have to face the siege of many people later, and it would be good for him to recover a little more now.

"No grudges!"

He spoke softly.

"No hatred!" Huang Qiangui looked cold, "Since there is no hatred, why are you so merciless?"

"You guys did it first!"

Nie Feng gently wiped the blood on the blood blade and opened his mouth.

Huang Qiangui looked awkward.

He remembered, it seemed that after Nie Feng broke into the courtyard, he hadn't spoken yet, and it was he who ordered the attack.

He won't admit it was his fault, though.

Instead, he said in a deep voice: "If you leave when I speak, why should I order you to be killed!"

"I'm slow!"

Nie Feng suddenly smiled, revealing an incomparably brilliant smile.

As soon as the words fell, Nie Feng's smile suddenly disappeared, and his whole body turned into an afterimage and rushed towards the injured Sun Jianghai and the young man.

"Bastard! I will kill you"

Seeing this, Huang Qiangui's eyes immediately turned red.

Although Huang Qiangui is nicknamed the ghost of evil, he does not belong to the evil generation.

In addition, Nie Feng didn't seem to be that easy to deal with, so he didn't take action immediately, intending to resolve the conflict in a peaceful way.

After all, their task is to protect the scale fish. If the other party is not coming for the scale fish and is difficult to deal with, the best result is to send him away first and take revenge later.

But he didn't expect that he wanted to temporarily let go of this guy who killed many of their elite disciples, but the other party didn't appreciate it, and instead took the initiative to attack them.

In this way, even the best temper will be irritated.

zheng...

Before the person approached, the blood blade cut out in an instant.

The light of the sword is fierce and fierce, and it is about to cut the enemy under the sword.

"Liu Chang, you back away!"

Sun Jianghai pushed the young man next to him aside, clenched his fists, and a fierce aura rose from him.

Sun Jianghai at this time can be said to be extremely miserable.

He has no clothes on his body except for a pair of pants.

To make matters worse, he was covered in bloodstains, making him look like a blood man.

However, although it looked extremely tragic, his injury was not as serious as it appeared on the surface.

The injuries on his body were almost all external injuries caused by the tornado formed by Fengshen's legs, but it just looked miserable.

Of course, he also suffered some internal injuries, and the head-to-head encounter with Nie Feng still caused him to suffer a lot of internal injuries.

However, overall, his combat strength is not much different from before.

"Uncle! Let's do it together!"

Although Sun Jianghai took him behind him, Li Liuchang did not hide behind him, but drew his long sword out of its sheath and rushed out again.

"you……"

Sun Jianghai was in a hurry and wanted to stop him, but at this moment Li Liuchang had already rushed out, and he didn't stop him at all. He had no choice but to follow suit.

"Humph!"

Seeing that Li Liuchang was rushing in front, Nie Feng sneered, the blood blade turned, and suddenly turned into a stab. At this moment, the blood blade pierced Li Liuchang like a shooting star.

Li Liuchang was stabbed with a long knife, and Li Liuchang's hair stood on end. At this moment, he finally knew why Sun Jianghai wanted to stop him.

The swordsmanship and martial arts of this one-armed swordsman are simply not something that a person at the top of the eighth rank can face.

However, Li Liuchang is worthy of being one of the most outstanding disciples of Fudimen's generation.

Seeing that the knife was about to hit him, he didn't care about anything else, his whole body's potential exploded, his true energy and internal energy were fully activated, he lifted the long sword, and stabbed towards the blood blade.

Ding!
A crisp and pleasant voice came out, and his long sword touched the blood blade sword with precision.

He looked happy, just when he thought he blocked it.

click...

The voice was like a cry from hell, and Li Liuchang's expression changed drastically.

(End of this chapter)