The breeze roars the rivers and lakes

The leaves are falling, the sword aura strikes people, and the whole earth is chilled!

A Feng's eyes were like lightning, fixedly staring at the poisonous snake that came out of the hole, slightly raised the black broken knife in his hand, and was ready to fight at any time.

When Jiangnan Scholar's sharp sword was only three feet away from Ah Feng, the black broken knife in Ah Feng's hand swished, cutting through the sky, like a hungry wolf, staring at the dark green eyes, and pounced straight on.

boom!

The swords struck each other, and the poisonous snake transformed from the sharp sword wrapped itself around the phantom hungry wolf with the broken sword in an instant.

The fiery red snake letter is like a ball of fire, ready to devour the hungry wolf at any time.

Not to be outdone, the hungry wolf roared in the air, and then raised its sword-like claws, swishing towards it.

The poisonous snake was no match for the menacing hungry wolf, and was forced to retreat steadily, exhausted to deal with it, and had no power to parry.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Ah Feng concentrated his internal energy on the black broken knife, shouted fiercely, and the size of the hungry wolf rapidly expanded, and finally it was more than ten times larger. The startled Jiangnan scholar was terrified, and before he had time to dodge, All I saw were three claws that looked like sharp swords, slashing towards them suddenly.

Seeing that the situation was critical, Jiangnan Scholar was eager to dodge, but before he took a step back, the giant wolf rushed over aggressively. Seeing that he had no way out, Jiangnan Scholar couldn't help but gasped in his heart, and hastily returned his sword to resist .

boom!

After a loud noise, the Jiangnan scholar only felt his arm shake suddenly, and then heard a crisp sound, the sharp sword in his hand was broken!

Before the Jiangnan scholar could fully recover from the broken sword, the sharp wolf claws pounced on him again.

The Jiangnan scholar turned pale with fright, and the sharp sword in his hand was broken. It was simply impossible for his flesh and blood to resist the giant wolf's claws transformed into the black broken knife.

At this time, the Jiangnan scholar had nothing to do, so he could only pin all his hopes on Jun Buhui who was watching the battle, and in a panic, he shouted anxiously: "Brother Jun, save me!"

As soon as the Jiangnan scholar's voice came out, he only heard a few swishing sounds.

Bang, bang, bang!

The three flying knives hit the giant wolf's sharp claws, creating a flash of sword shadow and flames, forcing it back straight away.

A Feng retreated more than ten steps, his arm was shaken by the flying knife with a kind of heartache, his expression darkened in an instant, the phantom of the flying knife really lived up to its reputation, it seems that there will be a fierce battle today.

Jun Buhui fell gracefully, although he was dressed as a refined scholar, but the murderous aura emanating from his body gave people a feeling of oppression, that feeling made people breathless, and even had a feeling of wanting to The urge to suffocate.

A Feng swung his knife down, and a murderous aura also fell down.His cold expression and deep eyes make people see him. The first feeling is that this son is definitely not a thing in the pool.

Jun Buhui smiled coldly, and said: "Brother Afeng's sword skills are truly unparalleled, and I really admire him."

A Feng also smiled coldly, and said: "Brother Jun is ridiculously praised, Brother Jun's Phantom Throwing Knife is the best in the martial arts, I can't compare it to myself."

Jun Buhui just smiled, and did not deny that he has absolute confidence in his throwing knife, the Phantom Throwing Knife is true, the words of these eight words

The weight is proved by the blood of hundreds of famous martial arts masters.

After a slight pause for a moment, Jun Buhui smiled coldly and said, "I don't know what I just said, what is Brother Afeng thinking about?"

A Feng didn't answer directly, but just snorted coldly to show his attitude.

Seeing this scene, Jun Buhui's expression darkened immediately, and he said in a cold voice: "It seems that you really want to toast instead of fine wine."

A Feng snorted coldly, waved the black broken knife vigorously in his hand, and said: "If you want to fight, fight, why bother with so much nonsense. I also just want to learn about Brother Jun's phantom flying knife, is it really like the legend in the world? As it is said, the good fortune of seizing the heavens and the earth has the power of ghosts and gods."

Hearing this, Jun Bugui yelled angrily, and said, "Okay, since that's the case, I'll let you have a taste of this glass of fine wine."

A Feng and Jun Buhui stood facing each other, both dressed in black, like the reincarnation of Shura.A fluttering white dress, as light as a frightened bird.

The wind blew the leaves down, and they spun several times in the forest. The surrounding birds and animals also smelled a murderous aura, and they all fled in fright.

Ah Feng and Jun Buhui didn't move, they were both people who had gone through countless fights on the front line of life and death, and they both knew deeply in their hearts that in a battle between equal masters, it is not martial arts and internal strength that affect the final result, but mentality. Only those who truly have a calm mind will not be disturbed by the outside world, can find the opponent's flaws in the first time, and can launch the most effective attack in the shortest time to give the opponent a fatal blow.

A Feng's eyes were like a wolf in the forest with a faint green light, staring at the flying knife in Jun Buhui's hand.It was a knife with no exceptions, and when the knife was shot, it showed a death-like smile.

Moreover, Jun Buhui is known as the master of both swords and swords, and is extremely good at both long-distance and close combat. When encountering such an opponent, even the young and frivolous Ah Feng feels a headache.

When a leaf fell in front of A Feng's line of sight, Jun Buhui's hand suddenly moved, and the flying knife in his hand swished towards A Feng's throat like lightning.

Whoosh!

The flying knife shot out of the air in an instant, piercing through the leaves!

clang!

A Feng hastily waved his knife to resist, the two knives collided, and the shadow of fire shot up into the sky!

It was only a momentary effort, Jun Buhui swished the sword at his waist, three minutes faster than lightning, the sound of swishing through the air, it made people feel terrified when they heard it.

Snapped!

Afeng did not expect that Jun Buhui not only had excellent sword skills, but also the speed of the sword, which almost made him unable to resist, so he rushed to fight. The sword energy still made his heart tremble, and he hurriedly retreated dozens of steps, not daring to fight head-on.

Jun Buhui didn't give Ah Feng any chance to breathe, his sharp sword was like a poisonous snake, spitting out fiery red snake letters, and forced him straight up.

Seeing that Junbuhui is coming fiercely, and his moves are all killer moves, if he fights recklessly, he will never get the slightest advantage. In desperation, Afeng can only retreat.

But if he takes a step back, Jun Buhui's sharp sword will take a step closer!

Take five steps back, Junbuhui's sharp sword will approach five steps!

Take ten steps back, and Jun Buhui's sharp sword will approach ten steps without hesitation!

In short, that sharp sword is a maggot attached to the bone, no matter how many steps he takes back, Jun Buhui's sharp sword will approach him no matter how many steps, and will not give him the slightest chance to breathe.

There is already a cliff behind, and Afeng finally has no way to retreat!

Seeing this situation is extremely unfavorable to him.A Feng frowned tightly, glanced at the surrounding environment out of the corner of his eye, and then set his sight on a big tree, which would be his chance to stand up.

Thinking of this, Ah Feng suddenly stopped taking a few steps back, tapped his toes on the ground sharply, swung the black broken knife in the air with force, and went straight to Jun Buhui.

Jun Buhui didn't expect A Feng to be able to fight back at this time, and his heart couldn't help shaking, a throwing knife with a cold light flew out from his sleeve immediately, and met A Feng's black broken knife directly.

Seeing that Jun Buhui slowed down his movements, Ah Feng swayed in the void, and the jet-black Broken Knife swiped vigorously, a sharp and swift saber aura flew out through the air, blocking the attack of the Phantom Throwing Knife.

A Feng took this opportunity to leap across the sky and onto a thousand-year-old tree.

Seeing that he had been fooled by Ah Feng, Jun Buhui snorted angrily and shouted: "Small tricks, don't think that hiding on the old tree, I can't do anything about you."

Ah Feng laughed coldly, and said: "Oh, then I have to open my eyes wide to see what Brother Jun is doing!"

Jun Buhui's face was full of anger, and at some point, there were three more throwing knives in his hand, and a cold killing intent flashed from the corner of his mouth, he threw all his strength, and the three throwing knives pierced through the air at the same time, approaching A Feng flashed out of the gate of life and left.

Seeing the situation, Ah Feng frowned tightly, and his expression darkened instantly.Taking over these three throwing knives is not a difficult task for him, what really troubles him is that the sharp sword in Jun Buhui's hand is a thousand times more poisonous than the most ferocious poisonous snake .As long as he was distracted from fighting the flying knife, Jun Buhui's sharp sword would surely stab his throat immediately.

If you can't fight, then you can only hide!

After making up his mind, Ah Feng jumped onto another big tree.

However, the scene that happened at this time almost made Ah Feng's eyes pop out of shock.

I saw that the three flying knives seemed to have spiritual consciousness, and they even knew how to turn, turned 150 degrees, and locked the target on him again.

It seems that these three nasty guys have to be dealt with first, A Feng thought secretly in his heart.

After making up his mind to deal with the flying knives, Afeng no longer blindly dodged, but looked for opportunities to deal with them all at once.Otherwise, if the stalemate persists for a long time, one's true qi will be exhausted. At that time, even the Jiangnan scholar can easily cut himself under the sword without Jun Buhui.

Seeing a stone wall in front of him, Ah Feng thought to himself: Let's deal with you three nasty guys here!

Afeng kicked the trunk of a thousand-year-old tree violently with his toes, jumped up with his strength, and flew straight into the sky along the stone wall.

The three throwing knives also turned 180 degrees immediately, and chased straight after, aggressively, like three hungry wolves chasing a wounded lamb.They may be hungry wolves, but Afeng is by no means the wounded lamb.

When he was about to reach the top of the cliff, Ah Feng shouted coldly: "It's time to deal with you."

As soon as the words came out, Ah Feng turned around suddenly, swung the black broken knife in his hand with all his strength, like a black lightning, suddenly attacked the flying knife that had been lingering behind him.

Although Jun Buhui's Phantom Throwing Knife can lock on to the target and pursue it, the length of the pursuit depends entirely on the internal energy that Jun Buhui puts on it when he throws the knife. Afterwards, he pursued for a distance of three to five miles, and turned several turns in the middle. The internal energy and true energy blessed by it had long been lost by more than half, and it could still withstand a full-strength blow like Afeng's.

Immediately after just listening to the pa pa pa pa, the three flying knives fell to the ground one after another, like three pieces of scrap iron, without the glory just now.

At the moment when the flying knife landed, Afeng suddenly felt a cold chill behind his back before he could feel complacent. Before he fully recovered, he felt a sharp pain coming from behind.

I saw a long sword drenched in blood piercing his chest, the tip of the sword gleaming with cold light, dotted with blood, shining dazzlingly under the sunlight.

"Brother Afeng, I never thought you would have today!" A ferocious smile of Jiangnan scholar came from behind.