Aventure of the super master

At a distance of one zhang, Qin Feng has already entered the attacking range of the gray-clothed old man, the blood feather in his hand raised, without much words, flashing a cold edge, directly towards the old man's neck, but also vaguely in his heart I understand that this old thing can't just be caught without a fight.

Sure enough, almost at the same time, the eyes of the gray-clothed old man suddenly opened. The slump and embarrassment just now had disappeared and transformed into a more fierce and aggressive aura. The roc with its wings outstretched, its sharp sword opened the way and went straight to Qin Feng's chest.

Qin Feng suddenly became aware that his guess was right. The old man's sudden change surprised him, but he was more excited.

The grey-clothed old man's face in the air was ferocious, and every movement brought about the piercing sound of the bones of the body, which was the result of draining all the potential of the body. Only he felt how it felt. He could only understand it by himself, but he seemed to have forgotten everything. Even though the severe pain inside his body almost made him faint, it still had no effect on his movements.

This blow carried an aura of anger and fear of death. It exploded with all its potential. Of course, all the functions in the body were completely burned. The power of one move was not the same as the previous battle.

Qin Feng didn't retreat in the slightest, instead he went up to meet the sword shadows all over the sky, his dignified face was enough to see his inner thoughts at the moment.

No matter how fierce a tiger is, it still has scruples about its own life. It is definitely possible for something with fear in its heart to unleash its full fighting power, but a wild wolf struggling on the verge of death can tear apart its own life without any scruples. Bite and fight, in fact, this is the scariest thing.

Obviously, at this moment, the old man in gray was forced to such an extent by Qin Feng, just like the latter, he had already abandoned the last obsession of survival. Even if his strength was not equal to Qin Feng, it was enough to deter anyone at this moment.

Disregarding the Nine Swords, the first eight swords are powerful, but they are the prelude after all, and the last sword is rarely understood by anyone, so it is enough to see its terrifying power.

Even though the first eight sword moves are decisive, they are far more different than the last one. This is the essence of the nine swords.

The sword shadows all over the sky are like a big net covering Qin Feng. They are all composed of seeing them. The lethality is not trivial. Even if Qin Feng wants to avoid it at this moment, it is absolutely impossible.

But Qin Feng never thought about retreating, the sudden drop of pressure made him short of breath, but there was a crazy smile on his face, since he wanted to kill and he was still as strong as the other party, Qin Feng Already ready to pay the corresponding price, what's more, Qin Feng is confident that even if he wants to kill himself like this, it will not be so easy!

Facing the tide of sword shadows in the sky, Qin Feng bullied himself, the whistling wind in his ears seemed to have slowed down at this moment, and only he and the opponent had a sword in his eyes.

The grey-clothed old man had a ferocious smile on his face. After all, he was still a young man, so how could he know the power of the Nine Swords? How can the last move be matched by ordinary strong men.

The blood feather between Qin Feng's fingers is facing the sword shadows all over the sky, and he only feels numbness in his arms as he keeps waving his arms. In a trance, the opponent is not a sword. These thousands of sword shadows are as real as they are. Facing the power of taking people's lives, Qin Feng dare not underestimate it. The innate internal force in his body has been pushed to the limit and burst out at a speed that has never been seen before. This tricky empty door is trying to give the opponent the heaviest counterattack.

All of a sudden, a ghostly and almost invisible figure in the sword shadow kept shuttling, like a diving dragon, flexible and changeable, facing the gray figure in the middle of the sword shadow, wanting to approach again and again, being forced again and again Retreat, and then approach.

The last move of the Nine Swords is not so much a sword as it is a continuous sword move, wave after wave gives a huge oppression, a little negligence under the shadow of such a sword will be crushed Cut into tens of millions of pieces, no whole body.

Tang Yi was sitting in the car with her hands tightly covering her mouth. She had only seen this kind of battle once in her life, but she knew that she would never forget such a scene even if she died, and she could still feel it even at such a long distance. There was a suffocating sense of oppression.

There was no car passing by on the wide road from beginning to end, and this place became the final battlefield of two people.

"Oh!"

There was a dull sound of a heavy object falling to the ground, and the shadow of the sword all over the sky dissipated.

Standing there proudly covered in blood, Qin Feng has become a blood man, his clothes are in tatters, he looks like a beggar, even more embarrassing than a beggar.

It was the gray-clothed old man who landed on the ground, and the Tai Ah in his hand had dropped to the ground not far away, wailing for a while.

The condition of the gray-clothed old man is even more unbearable than Qin Feng's at the moment. The backlash of his last move has brought his physical functions to the verge of exhaustion, and the wounds on his body are criss-crossed. Newly added.

The breath of the gray-clothed old man has not been lost, his eyes have already shown the ashes of despair, he tried his last move but still failed to kill the person he hated to the bone, suddenly a burst of sadness welled up in his heart, knowing that he was already As a result of death, memories flooded in like a flood.

At the beginning, he came down to the world for the so-called fame and fortune. He wanted to make a name for himself with his own ability, but he didn't expect to end up in such a situation. If he knew it, why did he do it in the first place?

Does he regret it?Maybe, but what's the use of regretting at this moment, the end of life is coming soon, he doesn't want to die, who in this world wants to die, but is there any other choice?

Perhaps the only regret is that he didn't personally kill the person who buried his son's life with his own hands. It is even more sad to find that when he turns into a speck of dust, there will be no trace of the person he once was in this world. Traces, a hasty life, he stood at a higher level than most people, and finally ended up like this, this is not a great tragedy in life.

Qin Feng stood there for a long time without moving, not because he didn't want to move but because he couldn't. He won, and the victory was indeed tragic. The power of the old man in gray's last sword made him clearly realize just how rebellious these nine swords are. My God, if the old man in gray could be more mature in his last sword strike, perhaps the situation would be completely reversed today, and the one lying on the ground is not him but himself.

There was a miserable smile on his face, with some relief, at least he had avenged Feng Mei, even if he was injured, it was worth it.

The car door opened, Tang Yi rushed over recklessly, walked to Qin Feng's side and slowed down, looked at the man in front of him closely, tears rolled in his eyes, he was still in high spirits a moment ago, but at this moment Ended up like this.

Sensing the footsteps around him, Qin Feng turned his head and grinned with difficulty, trying to show a smiling face, but he couldn't restrain his chest, and a mouthful of blood spewed out, and his snow-white teeth turned blood-colored.

His body was weak and he couldn't hold it anymore. He sat down on the ground and wanted to gasp for breath, but there was a sharp pain in his chest that made him miserable. It wasn't the first time he suffered such a serious injury, but it didn't mean it wasn't uncomfortable. What Qin Feng wants most at this moment is to sleep beautifully.

Tang Yi rushed to Qin Feng's side, wanting to go up to support him, but she was afraid that what she did wrong would aggravate his injury, so she could only stand by her side by surprise.

"I'll take you to the hospital..." Tang Yi's voice trembled a little. The situation of Qin Feng in front of her made her feel sore. This bastard, didn't he know that he would run away if he couldn't beat him? If he insisted on going all out, didn't he know that he promised himself What should I do if he dies?

Qin Feng shook his head with difficulty: "I'm fine, go and pick up that sword..." His eyes glanced at Tai Ah, who was able to fly out of the gray-clothed old man's hand, his eyes shone with excitement, but such a famous sword did not It's a pity to find a suitable master...but that's just the past.

Tang Yi's face was full of worry, but she still nodded when she heard the words, and moved her footsteps lightly. Looking at the sharp blade lying quietly on the ground, her breathing was slightly stagnant. She didn't know the name of this sword. But just relying on the feeling in my heart, I also know that this is an extraordinary product.

There was a heavy feeling in Tai Ah's hand, the weight was much heavier than that of ordinary steel, and most people would feel a little hard to hold it in their hands, not to mention the light dancing like the gray-clothed old man just now.

Her eyes involuntarily fell on the old man who was lying on the ground with weak breath not far away, and then looked at Qin Feng who was also covered in blood beside him, a cold light flashed in the woman's eyes, and she couldn't help but feel hatred in her heart.

The relationship between her and Qin Feng is not as simple as that between ordinary male and female lovers. Maybe her feelings for Qin Feng are not deep love, but it is the kind of complicated emotion. When she saw her hurt, she couldn't help it. There was a burst of convulsive pain, and she felt sorry for him, even she never thought it would be like this before, but at this moment when she saw Qin Feng injured with her own eyes, Tang Yi felt that emotion deeply... and it was this sudden that caused all this. An old man in a gray robe appeared, and he was the culprit.

Even though his injury was more serious than Qin Feng's, Tang Yi didn't show any mercy but felt relieved.

He didn't return to Qin Feng immediately, he gritted his teeth, and walked towards the gray-clothed old man step by step with the heavy sword in his hand, his eyes became colder and colder...

Sensing the slight sound of footsteps next to his ears, the old man in gray didn't even have the strength to turn his head, and a beautiful figure appeared in the next moment, with ice-cold anger in his cold eyes.

She wanted to kill herself, the old man in gray understood.

If you put it in the past, it would be just a disdainful smile. Such a weak woman like an ant would not take it to heart. At this moment, the bones and meridians of his whole body are broken. Not to mention a woman, even a child who has just learned to walk can be bullied unscrupulously he.

His eyes were slightly closed, and a utter sadness made him want to laugh up to the sky, but he didn't have the strength at all, and he could only twitch slightly at the corners of his mouth. He didn't die in the hands of a powerful enemy, but the result of his life was to understand life. In the hands of a girl, this is not a kind of irony.

The sword shadow flashed in front of his eyes, not too fast, even because of Tai Ah's heavy Tang Yi's swinging speed was particularly slow, the gray-clothed old man was still unable to parry, the next moment his mind went blank, and finally he understood life in the Under the long sword that I love most as life, it can be regarded as the only comforting place.

Qin Feng looked at Tang Yi's actions and didn't say a word from the beginning to the end. When he saw the splash of blood in front of him, the corners of his mouth rose slightly, with a satisfied expression.

Returning to Qin Feng, he stretched out his hand and handed him the long sword in his hand. There was a little helplessness in his eyes. A man's thoughts are always so elusive, and he is so hurt that he still pays so much attention to a weapon in the enemy's hand. Could it be that Do you not worry about your physical condition at all?

Qin Feng stretched out his finger and flicked the sword heavily, and there was a melodious sound of the sword that lasted for a long time. It sounded particularly pleasant, and the corner of his mouth curled up in a satisfied arc. This sword is worthy of him.

With such a precious sword, if the old guy had this sword in the East China Sea last time, maybe the battle situation at that time would have been even more difficult.

Tang Yi was of course the one who drove the car when he got in the car again. He refused Tang Yi's request to let him lie down in the back seat. Even though he was seriously injured and felt extremely uncomfortable, as a man, sometimes he must know how to persevere.

Feng Mei and Feng Ying are the same as before, the young master is not at home, apart from sleeping and eating, the greatest pleasure is to squeeze on the sofa and watch TV.

There was a hasty knock on the door, and the two women immediately became alert.

Not many people knew about this place, but the rhythm of knocking on the door was unusual, and the heartbeat of the two women couldn't help speeding up in an instant, and there was an inexplicable flustered feeling, which was a bad premonition.

He opened the door cautiously for fear that something unexpected would happen suddenly, but he was still shocked when the door opened.

A woman, a strange woman stood in front of the door, her eyes were full of intersection and worry, this is not the point, even Feng Mei and Feng Ying didn't see this woman clearly at all, but their eyes were fixed on her side. It was the blood on the man who looked extremely weak and embarrassed, and it turned out to be the young master.

"He's injured, he's going to the hospital soon..." The two women standing behind the door made Tang Yi's breathing slightly stagnate, her glamorous and beautiful face was the first time she saw two such women appearing together as a woman. A little surprised, but recovered in an instant, thinking of the man beside him, his face was full of worry.

Seeing the young master's appearance at this moment, Feng Mei and Feng Ying's face instantly lost all color and turned pale. Feng Mei tightly covered her mouth, and she couldn't hide the panic on her always strong and glamorous face. Tears almost rolled in her eyes. .

Even though Feng Ying, as the older sister, was flustered at the moment, at least she still had a trace of calmness. She quickly stepped forward to support the crumbling Qin Feng, her voice was chilling to the bone, but she was staring at the unknown woman next to the young master. : "Who did it!"

Tang Yi was stared at by Fengying's cold eyes, and felt her whole body stiff. That kind of feeling was like being daunted by a knife on her neck, but she could only shake her head: "No...no I know..." She wasn't lying, she didn't know the gray-clothed old man at all, and now that he's dead, how could she know who did it.

Seeing that her sister's movements also recovered from her panic, Feng Mei stepped forward to support the young master and walked towards the sofa in the house, being careful not to accidentally touch the wound.

It is not the first time that the young master has been injured, even for him and their identities, it is almost commonplace for them to be injured.

But this time is different, this is in the country, in the capital, and now the young master is covered in blood, although I don't know the extent of the injury, but this state is enough to scare them badly, but you must know that last time it was with Matsumoto Hirata had not suffered such external injuries other than internal injuries during the First World War.

"I'm fine, just change my clothes..." Qin Feng's face was pale and his lips were black, which was a sign of excessive blood loss. As for the injuries on his body, although serious, they were not fatal, and Qin Feng was the least afraid of them. The wounds on his body are criss-crossed, but the bones are not visible. Apart from bleeding a lot, such trauma is simply pediatrics for his recovery ability, which is why he is unwilling to go to the hospital. However, once the bandage is applied, not only will it not do much to speed up the recovery, but it will inhibit the healing of the wound.

Although Feng Mei and Feng Ying believed the young master's words, they were also worried that he said it on purpose to prevent them from worrying, so they checked it carefully and breathed a sigh of relief. Said that the people who know Qin Feng best, their sisters are definitely two of them, and he was a little relieved. As for the internal injuries, although they are not serious, they are much better than the one in Hong Kong. For him, he just needs to be careful. Breath adjustment recovery is also very fast.

Feng Mei carefully stripped off Qin Feng's blood-soaked and torn clothes, and Feng Ying went back to the room to find a set of clothes for the young master.

Tang Yi stood by the side and was ignored from beginning to end, not knowing what she could do, but finally had time to look at these two mysterious women carefully again.

Almost exactly the same face, glamorous and beautiful face, the woman with lavender hair is cold and seductive, and although the face of another woman beside her is also cold, she is more gentle and graceful.

Although Tang Yi didn't know their identities, Tang Yi knew that they were his women. There was no doubt about it. Looking back, she could only laugh at herself. No wonder he said that he had no shortage of women. One of the two women, she still felt ashamed for a while in comparison.

Feng Mei glanced at the woman next to her, and while her nose moved slightly, she knew in her heart that the scent on this woman was the one she smelled on the young master last time, and since the relationship between her and the young master was confirmed, there would be no more Too many scruples, without the slightest shyness, carefully stripped off all the clothes on the young master, not even underwear...