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"If I were at my peak strength, I'm afraid you wouldn't be qualified to say such things in front of me. As for making me wait to be killed, you alone are far from qualified." Jiang Feng shouted.

Jiang Feng knew very well that even if he was in his strongest state, he could not be Mr. Guo's opponent. A small gap in realm could be made up for in strength, but if the gap was too big, it was like a gap, and there was no way to make up for it.But he has no fear.

He can test the sword with Guo Jing, and he can also test the sword with Guo Lao. This is his aura, and he will not bend his back because of anything.

However, the gap is still too big.

The sky-slashing and sword-drawing technique was performed by Mr. Guo, even if he brought out the half-stroke sword intent of the second sword of the Da Luo Nine Swords to the extreme, it was still unstoppable.

With the sound of a "boom", Jiang Feng was forced back again by Mr. Guo. Under the pressure of the majestic sword energy, every cell and every pore of Jiang Feng seemed to be injured, and blood overflowed from countless pores. It stained his clothes red, turning him into a blood man.

"Hey, that's right. With a strong will, I was able to take my second knife. What about the third knife? What can you rely on?" Mr. Guo stuck out his tongue and licked his lips, and said like a cat playing a mouse .

"If there is one, there will be two, and if there is two, there will be three. Don't be too happy." Jiang Feng stared at Old Guo, his eyes were scarlet, as if blood was about to flow.

"Yeah, you can't be too happy too early, maybe your head will fall as soon as I fall with the third knife." Old Guo laughed.

"Then try it." Jiang Feng pursed his lips and said.

"Of course it will be as you wish." Mr. Guo didn't speak any more, and he was not interested in learning how Jiang Feng had some tricks. It was enough to simply kill Jiang Feng and get rid of the serious trouble.

Guo Lao took the third sword attack, and it was extremely difficult to cultivate the skill of cutting the sky and drawing swords. With Guo Jing's cultivation base and age, he was only able to perform two swords, but Guo Lao had stepped into the half-step sky level, and was at the peak of the late earth level. Guo Jing, who is cultivated, is basically a person from two worlds.He can display at least six swords, and the seventh sword is his limit.

Of course, the true limit of Zhantian Sword Drawing is not only seven swords, but nine swords. Nine is the extreme. Only the ancestor with a heavenly cultivation base was able to display his ninth saber.

Naturally, Mr. Guo didn't think that Jiang Feng could stop him six times.

The third knife, the huge knife shadow, turned into dozens of fan-shaped knife air about ten meters wide, which cut through the air and submerged Jiang Feng in it.

Jiang Feng struck out with the long sword and felt the shadow of death, but the closer he was to death, the more calm and resolute he felt.

He kept trying to figure out the sword intent of the second sword of the Da Luo Nine Swords, and then kept drawing the sword. He had already touched the barrier of this sword, and tried the sword with Guo Jing. Now the breakthrough of the second sword is already It's not the so-called close call, but a thin line.

As long as that layer of diaphragm is pierced, this sword will be accomplished.

He needed time, and more importantly, a hearty battle. Although the battle with Guo Lao was completely one-sided, such suppression made it impossible for him to understand the evolution of the sword intent in detail.

But Jiang Feng never believed that he would be defeated so easily, he just wanted to dance on the verge of death to complete this final transformation.

There are dozens of fan-shaped sword qi, one by one, as if they are all real big swords, slashing at Jiang Feng head-on, Jiang Feng can really feel that every saber qi falling is bringing himself closer to death one cent.

Every blood capillary hole on his body was ruptured under the pressure of the saber energy, and blood splattered out. Even the corner of his eye had a blood slit, and blood flowed out.

"Roar!"

Jiang Feng let out a low growl deep in his throat, and then flew out.

"Not enough, give me another knife!" Almost the moment he fell to the ground, Jiang Feng stood up and shouted at Boss Guo.

Old Guo looked at Jiang Feng in astonishment, a little dazed, and made the third strike. He thought that Jiang Feng would definitely die, but he didn't expect Jiang Feng to die, but instead yelled that it was not enough.

"What's not enough?" Mr. Guo pondered, and soon Mr. Guo smiled. Looking at Jiang Feng's appearance, he was obviously going crazy. Why bother with a lunatic?

"Since you don't think it's enough, then I'll make it right for you." Mr. Guo made a real fire, and made the fourth strike of Sky Slashing Swordsmanship.

Jiang Feng saw Guo Lao's knife, the knife's energy was criss-crossing, tearing the void, his eyes lit up, then dimmed again, and finally, lit up again.

"I understand." Jiang Feng whispered to himself.

He didn't tell Mr. Guo what he understood, but the breath of the whole person became so different at this moment, as if the sword in his hand had merged into his body. sword.

"You nagging guy, die for me." Mr. Guo's face changed slightly when he heard Jiang Feng's words, but the knife still fell.

"Crack, click——" There were several small sounds in succession. Jiang Feng's right hand holding the sword was almost completely broken, and the long sword in his hand flew down.

"Now, I should be dead." Guo Lao was relieved, but soon, Guo Lao's pupils were rounded, because he clearly saw Jiang Feng smiling, not the relieved smile before dying, but a very bright smile. laugh.

"Mr. Guo, I, Jiang Feng, have written down today's vendetta. I will definitely visit the house some other day and learn from you again. However, I, Jiang Feng, have always kept grudges. Today, I will take Guo Jing's life and collect some interest first." Jiang Feng's body Blood was continuously splashed out, and a blood rain fell from the sky.

Guo Jing touched his face with his hand, and wiped away the blood splashed on his face. He stood in the distance, watching the battle situation. Jiang Feng's end made him feel very good. Moreover, watching Guo Lao perform his chopping at such a close distance Guo Jing faintly felt that he had a sense of the sword technique, maybe given him some time, he would be able to practice the third sword.

It wasn't until Jiang Feng said that he would receive interest on his life that Guo Jing realized that something was wrong, but he couldn't figure out what was wrong.

Then, Guo Jing noticed a shadow appearing in front of him, and it wasn't until his brows felt cold that Guo Jing realized what had happened. At some point, Jiang Feng appeared in front of him.

Killing Guo Jing with one sword, Jiang Feng's figure flashed and disappeared quickly.

"Ah, die to me!" Guo Lao was furious with hatred, he never expected that such a good situation would turn into such a situation when Jiang Feng fought back on his deathbed.

He roared loudly, hoarse, and threw the green dragon knife in his hand, turning into a faint shadow, nailing Jiang Feng, and was about to penetrate Jiang Feng. At some point, behind Jiang Feng, there was a black piece of paper.

After the black paper appeared, it rose against the wind, blocking Jiang Feng's back like a barrier. The Azure Dragon Knife flew on top of the black paper, and a ray of light like black smoke flashed out. The Azure Dragon Knife was wrapped in the black smoke , shattered inch by inch.

"What is that?" Old Guo was terrified.

With the huge inertial impact brought by Guo Lao's blow, Jiang Feng turned into a parabola and disappeared in front of Guo Lao's eyes in an instant.

Guo Lao didn't go after him, and a figure appeared in front of Guo Jing in a flash, with a palm covering Guo Jing's eyebrows, trying to stop the blood gushing out continuously.

Guo Jing didn't expect that Jiang Feng would kill him, or in other words, he could kill him when he must die. Jiang Feng's sword was too fast, so fast that he had no time to react, and the sword was already struck between his eyebrows.

He was not reconciled, he really wanted to yell and ask Old Guo to find Jiang Feng's body and tear it apart, but he couldn't even say these words, his eyes slowly lost, and finally died in the arms of Old Guo.

"Jiang Feng, if you dare to kill my son, I want everyone in your Jiang family to be buried with my son!" Elder Guo was distraught and hysterical!

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Jiang Feng was running non-stop, panting heavily, he didn't know how far he ran or how long he ran, but he used the instinctive will in his body to force himself to keep himself from falling down.

Jiang Feng didn't know how long he could run. He could clearly feel that his vitality was passing away, his energy was getting weaker, and his injury was still too serious. Guo Lao's half-step heaven-level cultivation was not his current strength at all. What can match, if it is not for the critical moment, he sacrificed the piece of black paper obtained from the magic weapon exchange meeting to block Guo Lao's last blow, he must have been pierced by that blow and fell.

However, how terrifying is a full-strength blow at half-step heavenly level, even if there is black paper to offset most of the attack power, a small part of it fell on him, causing him to be injured more and more, and his internal organs were almost All shattered.

"Could it be that he is going to die after all?" Jiang Feng sighed softly, feeling unwilling.

"No, I can't die. The Jiang family needs my protection. I want to find the whereabouts of Fairy Tantai. I still have so many things to do. How can I die now? Even if the heavens want to accept me, I will Jiang Feng also wants to fight for his life!" Jiang Feng shouted.

His willpower is amazing, the running speed, under the support of this powerful willpower, actually shows signs of speeding up.

In this way, I don't know how far he ran, Jiang Feng's speed slowed down after all, but his strong will can't replace his scarred body. The poison cannot be completely forced out of the body.

After being temporarily suppressed by him, the poison has already recovered with the surge of blood during the run. His exposed thighs were, at some point, completely black.

The serious injury intensified the poison, and was consuming his body's functions at an accelerated rate. If it were an ordinary person, he would have fallen down a long time ago. Jiang Feng hadn't fallen down yet, but he was about the same.

With a sound of "bang", the running figure finally lost his support and fell to the ground, unable to get up again, and fell into a deep coma.

At the moment Jiang Feng was in a coma, three completely different rays of light, intertwined and flickering, sank into his body, and then, the rays of light disappeared, as if nothing had happened.

The world was dead at this moment, the cold wind howled, a yellow leaf on a dead branch swirled with the wind, and fell on Jiang Feng's face, as if singing a sad song in the dark night.