Tianmu

"So this is the real Yandang!" Chen Ming's eyes lit up as he watched, unexpectedly, there was a cunning heart hidden under Song Jian's rough surface. On the surface, everyone thought that it was already The wild goose was gone, but who would have thought that it was just a false move by Song Jian to make Chen Feng choose to avoid it, and the real ultimate move was only now revealed.

The sword shadow that descended from the sky, no matter how Chen Feng dodged it, it would be of no use. The sword shadow was too fast and the angle was too tricky. It was not comparable to the previous attack that seemed ferocious but actually lacked agility.

All of a sudden, Chen Feng's face became ugly.

"Brother Chen Feng, it's dangerous!"

"Brother Chen Feng, be careful!"

The members of the Chen family shouted loudly, but at this moment, Chen Feng was in no mood to pay attention to them. Looking at the sword shadows flashing in the sky from time to time, traces of cold sweat oozed from his forehead.

"Cunning Song Jian!" Chen Feng gritted his teeth and stared at the sky, but his feet were still performing the Dragon Walk, trying to avoid these attacks.

Speaking of which, such an attack actually has a serious weakness.

Because Song Jian is only at the Ninth Level of Body Training and is not yet a martial artist in the Qi training period, so he has not yet formed true Qi in his body, so he can't release the energy. These attacks, in an instant, only one place is real , and the rest are just residual images.

But because Song Jian drew his sword so fast, a sword changed seven or eight positions in almost a second, and it was too difficult for Chen Feng to avoid it.

"Since I can't avoid it, then I will fight it hard!"

Chen Feng was also a ruthless person. Seeing that he couldn't dodge Song Jian's attack no matter what, he immediately stopped walking. The sword in his hand was even more airtight when he swung it.

"Blaster Wind Sword Art!" Chen Ming's eyes lit up, he saw that Chen Feng was using the Blast Wind Sword Art that he had just learned, but it was far inferior to Chen Feng's hands when the Blast Wind Sword Art was in Chen Feng's hands. The smooth feeling when Chen Ming casts it in his hands.

Obviously, Chen Feng's comprehension of the Kuangfeng swordsmanship is not yet complete.

Not to mention Chen Feng, even if it was Song Jian, he only understood about [-]% of the move of the ground sword—Yandang. He has become the ghost of his sword, how can he jump around here.

Chen Feng's Blast Swordsmanship is naturally inferior to Song Jian's Yandang in terms of level. This Song Jian's Yandang has obviously reached the limit of a red-level middle-grade martial skill. to the point.

Although it couldn't compare to the Yingyue swordsmanship improved by Chen Ming, it was much stronger than the single Blastering Wind swordsmanship.

Fortunately, the gist of the Kuangfeng swordsmanship is the word "kuai". Even if Chen Feng couldn't display the true meaning of "kuai", it still hindered Song Jian to a certain extent.

There was only a sound of 'jingling', and the two weapons clashed dozens of times. In the end, Song Jian pierced Chen Feng's shoulder with a sword, and the following sword was also killed. He dodged easily.

"Hahaha~ Chen Feng, now you know how powerful your Grandpa Song is!" Song Jian laughed wildly and waved the broad sword in his hand, the tip of the sword hovering over Chen Feng's vital points again and again.

But Chen Feng, with a pale face, waved his sword to resist Song Jian's attack. The wound on his left shoulder became bigger and bigger under repeated touches, and a lot of blood flowed down from the wound. Soon Chen Feng's small half of his body was dyed red.

"No, Brother Chen Feng is doomed if this continues!"

The members of the Chen family began to get anxious, but this time only the juniors of the Chen family came here. The strongest among them was only at the fifth or sixth level of body training, and they didn't dare to step forward to intervene. I could watch Chen Feng retreat again and again under Song Jian's ferocious offensive until there was no way out.

"Chen Feng, I won't kill you this time, but you have to keep an arm!" [

A trace of ruthlessness flashed across Song Jian's face, and the next moment, the broad sword in his hand swung up from bottom to top, slashing fiercely at Chen Feng's right hand.

For a normal warrior, if one hand is crippled, half of his combat power will be crippled. Seeing that Song Jian's sword is about to chop off one of Chen Feng's arms.

At this time, Chen Feng, who looked extremely unbearable at first, suddenly raised his head to look at Song Jian, and showed a smile of success.

"Let's lose~!"

A bloody arrow spurted out, and Song Jian instinctively freed up a hand to cover it. At this moment, Chen Feng suddenly dodged to avoid Song Jian's sword, and then slammed straight into Song Jian in front of him.

"Shaking the sky!"

Step out.

boom!

Chen Feng's body swelled with energy, and his body seemed to double in size at this moment, like a wild beast, slamming into Song Jian's arms fiercely.

Kacha~!

There was a sound of broken bones, and the next moment, Song Jian himself screamed and was knocked flying out of hatred.

Peng~!

After hitting the final blow, Chen Feng also fell to the ground forcefully, but there was a piercing smile on his blood-stained face.

"You lost, Song Jian!" Chen Feng roared in a muffled voice.

In the distance, Song Jian's body hit the ground like a torn sack and slid three or four meters before stopping.

"Pfft~!"

As soon as he stopped, Song Jian spat out a mouthful of blood. The frightening thing was that some visceral foam was mixed in the blood, and the onlookers were shocked.

Chen Feng's collision was so powerful!

"Bold, dare to hurt me, Senior Brother Song!"

All the disciples of Iron Sword Sect saw that Song Jian was seriously injured, and their complexions darkened immediately. They held iron swords in their hands, and stared at Chen Feng, who was lying on the ground, with stern faces. It looks as if they are about to attack at any time.

But before they could do anything, the members of the Chen family who had already been unable to restrain themselves rushed out and quickly protected Chen Feng.

"Tie Jianmen, do you really want to take advantage of others?"

The person at the head, Chen Ming, knew her, and she was also a genius in the direct line. Her name was Chen Tiannan. Despite her masculine name, she was actually a woman.

Silently looking at the group of members of the Chen family united together, Chen Ming did not stand up immediately, but continued to watch. If they could handle it, Chen Ming did not want to expose his strength prematurely, after all, he wanted to To keep this strength for the end of the year martial arts performance to become a blockbuster.

When the people of Tiejianmen saw the members of the Chen family who suddenly protected Chen Feng, their expressions suddenly changed.