"This power is so domineering."

In addition to being shocked, Zhang Kaifeng took back his sword, and the aura on his body pulled the sword. A quick sword stabbed on his sword again. Sparks burst out, and the iron sword rotated and sprinted, and a more majestic force stimulating.

The sword that was stronger than before made Liu Yuan's expression change. The thin sword in his hand appeared in a curve visible to the naked eye. With a light shout, the thin sword in his hand flowed out a breath, and the sword body instantly recovered, his legs spread apart, and the power of the sword was pulled away. Liu Yuan, who had swept the sword, held the hilt of the sword, and slashed towards the man in green. Zhang Kaifeng sneered, took two steps back, and avoided the sword's edge, his figure was blurred.

Seeing this, the thin sword in Liu Yuan turned and danced with sword shadows. The sword curtain formed suddenly blocked in front of him. A loud sound came out, and Zhang Kaifeng's figure was broken. Liu Yuan took advantage of the momentum to enter. When the sword technique intervened with his iron sword, a strange aura lingered over, causing Zhang Kaifeng's long sword to pause for a moment, and the thin sword took the opportunity to wrap around the sword and stabbed him in the middle of the eyebrows. When the internal force was raised, a breath suddenly appeared on the sword and shattered the strange aura. The head was tilted backward. The iron sword shook off the thin sword and couldn't help frowning. This person's sword move was a bit strange. However, without thinking about it, Liu Yuan's fine sword came again, and the sharp sword technique rushed out, and Zhang Kaifeng also rushed out with his sword.

The sword force of both sides attacked, and their feet moved like lightning. The cold sword energy burst out. Within a radius of one meter, there was a field where their true energy was emitted. Even the occasional debris fell into it, the sword energy was crushed into powder. No one could get close to it. The expressions of both sides gradually became solemn. They used swords and had different moves, but the same cold murderous aura made both sides more domineering in their moves.

On the side, the man holding the knife looked angry. His knife had never touched Yan Zhen, and he didn't even touch the corner of his clothes. Yan Zhen ran away like a slippery loach every time.

The big man who was angry, shouted angrily, and the inner Yuan was lifted up quickly, and the knife force was shaking, like a spiral rotation, and the knife light burst out from the knife, and the knife light tore the way through. Yan Zhen saw this step and retreated again and again. The folding fan in his hand opened, and the air was poured into the folding fan. The folding fan surrounded the true qi and waved forward several times. A stream of true qi turned into an air curtain. The sword wind shot out of the spiral knife suddenly disappeared. Then, his left palm turned into a fist, and a punch was shocked. The force of this punch suddenly stopped. The man felt that he hit a hard stone wall and staggered. When he came to his senses, he felt a gust of wind blowing. The knife in his hand was slashed out quickly. However, there was a shadow in front of him, and the acupoints around his body had been lit and could not move.

"You---." The man was furious.

Yan Zhen put away the folding fan and smiled at the corner of his mouth, saying, "Add my brother's swordsmanship! It's so hidden."

The battle between Yu Xin and others was also over. The jade palm injured one person, then lit the acupoint and then jumped to defeat the other two again. After lit the acupoint, he started watching the battle aside.

Zhang Kaifeng's sword walked like a dragon, with steady steps. The sword moves contained extremely heavy force. Each sword seemed to have the power to collapse mountains and crack the ground, forcing Liu Yuan to respond with all his energy. Seeing the opponent's sword force condensed, Liu Yuan shouted angrily, and the thin sword in his hand immediately swung out the sword move of Zejian Villa. The thin sword moved forward like a poisonous snake. Perhaps this person was feminine and his sword technique was slightly feminine invisible. The movement trend became strange. In the blink of an eye, a sword slashed horizontally. Zhang Kaifeng's toes rose up and slashed in the air. He waved the sword upwards, and the Shenxiong sword fell down on the ground and the thin sword swung out to throw Zhang Kaifeng out, but as soon as he landed, his ankle turned and the rotating sword blade turned towards Liu Yuan. Inner Yuan lifted again, when Liu Yuan waved his sword, he stepped back step by step, and the soft sword wrapped around the strong sword force, and Zhang Kaifeng's sword force was immediately blocked.

Liu Yuan showed a sneer on his face, and the thin sword in his hand became like flowing water. The iron sword wrapped around him became more and more fierce. Zhang Kaifeng gradually realized that something was wrong. The murderous intent on his sword was gradually decreasing, and when he set out the sword, he found that his sword was trapped in a strange environment. Facing the sword edge that attacked again, he took a deep breath and Zhang Kaifeng's breath was filled with breathing. He suddenly closed his eyes, his mind was destroyed, and his breathing was gone. Waiting to die? Liu Yuan was confused, but the sword in his hand was also slashed out fiercely.

To adapt to changes in the same way, Zhang Kaifeng opened his body sideways and avoided the sword edge. Liu Yuan pulled his arm and the sword edge slashed over again. However, Zhang Kaifeng raised his head back, and the sword edge touched his face, tapped his feet lightly, and retreated backwards.

With a sword, the sword energy burst out immediately. Liu Yuan's eyelids twitched, and when he moved sideways, he only heard a sound.

"My Feng Absoluteness!"

A low voice sounded, Zhang Kaifeng's martial arts breath rose majestic, his sword pointed to the side, the sword had no murderous aura, his expression was as compassionate as a Buddha, but a trace of solemnity flashed in Liu Yuan's eyes.

"Zeyu!"

He shouted softly, and Yuan Liu used the sword technique of Zejian Villa for the first time. This sword rushed out of the water like a dry fish. In a short period of time, he could immediately attack the sword.

"when!"

The Hong Zhong Dalu rang, and the bright sparks splashed out from the two of them, and flew out like fireflies in the night. Liu Yuan seemed to underestimate the power of Zhang Kaifeng's sword. Liu Yuan's tiger mouth immediately cracked and blood flowed.

"Hmph!" Seeing the opponent resisting stubbornly, Zhang Kaifeng snorted coldly, and his majestic internal energy burst out, and a sword shook Liu Yuan back again.

"Zepo"

After being shaken back, Liu Yuan took the opportunity to take action. The thin sword pulled a stream of air in the air like a wind and clouds. The sharp sword roared like the shrill sound of the evil ghost. Everyone watching the battle was affected by this sword, and their ears were buzzing.

"Demonic Fight!"

Facing the opponent's ultimate move, Zhang Kaifeng let out a long roar, and the sound of the sword flowing out of the sword was like a roar of the Demon Lord. It immediately shook the sword from the air, and the sword force immediately dispersed like ripples. Mars flew in the void, and Liu Yuan's body shook.

Zhang Kaifeng stepped on the foot of Fengwu Liuhuan, Liu Yuan's pupils suddenly shrank, and Zhang Kaifeng's figure appeared in front of him. Liu Yuan swung his sword quickly with his arm, and with a wave, his figure was shattered.

"After shadow!" Liu Yuan's expression changed, and suddenly felt the cold wind rising from behind. He twisted his toes and rushed to the side.

"The victory and the outcome have been decided!" Yan Zhen breathed a sigh of relief.

Unexpectedly, Zhang Kaifeng's figure appeared in front of him again. Liu Yuan, who could not avoid, hurriedly used his inner Yuan to swing his sword to block it. The sword was swung for a long time, and the power was enough to smash anyone, and Liu Yuan could not resist it.

"Wow!"

A mouthful of blood was spitting out of his mouth, and his face turned pale in an instant, and a strong wind blew up.

"Give me aside!"

Liu Yuan's pale face made a hurried sound. The strong wind stopped. Zhang Kaifeng stopped in front of him. The tip of the sword was far from his throat. Jianfeng shaved several scars on his face, which made Liu Yuan breathe a sigh of relief and swallowed in his throat.

"What's the use of leaving you!" Zhang Kaifeng's eyes flashed with cold light, and the murderous aura on his body did not diminish slightly.

Liu Yuan calmed down. He knew that the man in green in front of him would not be afraid of the threat from Zejian Villa. He knew that if he did not give the other party a satisfactory answer, he would definitely slash it without hesitation.

He took a deep breath and said, "I can help you block the bandit!"

"Why should I believe you? You even rob the villagers' property? How could people like you have such kindness?" Zhang Kaifeng sneered.

"I------." Liu Yuan's tone was squeaked, and a ugly smile was barely revealed on his face and said, "If I were to join, these horse bandits would not be worth it!"

"Hehe, why are you talking about so many things? Why don't you swallow this pill?" Yan Zhen walked over.

"This is natural." Liu Yuan's smile did not diminish. He took the pill and swallowed it on the spot.

Zhang Kaifeng looked at Liu Yuan deeply, and a cold color appeared on the corner of his mouth. He noticed that a trace of resentful light flashed deep in the man's eyes. He looked at Yan Zhen and had exchanged ideas.

"Very good. If you dare to release water during the ambush, my sword will definitely take the lead in cutting off your head." Zhang Kaifeng said coldly.
Chapter completed!