People are in mid-air, with no way to draw on strength.
At this moment, Ye Feng was a living target for Huang San.
He didn't believe that Ye Feng could withstand his second sword. Huang San even licked his lips with his tongue, as if he was planning to welcome Ye Feng's dripping blood.
However, the situation once again exceeded his expectations.
Ye Feng, who was in mid-air, seemed to have eyes on the back of his head. He felt the murderous aura shooting out from below. He let out a loud roar, grabbed the demon tiger's fur with one hand, and pulled it down hard.
Suddenly, the humans and tigers fell into pieces in the air.
Huang San launched a fatal blow, and the target of the assassination changed and became the huge evil wind demon tiger.
Being forced to do so, he had no choice but to stop his second sword attack.
Huang San, with a stern look on his face, fell back to the ground.
Bang……
The evil wind demon tiger fell to the ground at the same time, turned over and jumped up very quickly, lying next to Huang San, glaring at Ye Feng.
In just such a split second, Ye Feng had fallen back to the ground and had some time to breathe.
At this moment, Ye Feng stood opposite Huang San, and the scene in front of him turned into a face-to-face confrontation between him and a man and a tiger.
Just now, the two assassination blows made him break out in cold sweat. If there was even a slight deviation in his judgment, he would have been killed by Huang San's sword.
I'm still not careful enough.
Ye Feng recalled the extremely thrilling process just now.
He clearly saw a lot of flaws in the opponent, but he was still forced into such a situation. It has to be said that the traps laid by the killer who calls himself Huang San and the killing moves he displayed are too subtle.
"This man...is amazing!"
Huang San held the sword in his right hand and gently stroked the evil wind demon tiger's yellow fur with his left hand. He looked at Ye Feng with a hint of surprise in his eyes.
Strong in strength, decisive in action, and careful in mind.
He actually avoided the two swords that were sure to kill him.
It is true that the opponent in front of him cannot be described as a simple warrior of the Tongming Realm. It seems that it was not a fluke that he killed Huang Qi in the martial arts arena.
However, since he took action, no matter how strong Ye Feng was, he would only die.
"Huang San? Huang Qi? Hua Tianli asked you to kill me?"
Ye Feng's face turned slightly solemn and he said in a deep voice.
Huang San twitched the corner of his mouth and said, "You will die by my sword!"
Whoosh!
As soon as he finished speaking, he took action instantly. The evil wind demon tiger beside him seemed to have received Huang San's order, but it did not continue to charge forward. Instead, it stared at Ye Feng with its eyes as big as copper bells.
Clang!
The long sword was unsheathed, cold light flashed, and Huang Sanyi's sword stabbed Ye Feng's lower abdomen.
The short iron rod flipped over. Ye Feng did not hesitate and struck the opponent's long sword with a powerful and heavy blow.
laugh!
However, Huang San's swordsmanship was extremely strange. As soon as the long sword touched the short iron rod, it spun around, the blade flipped upwards, and suddenly struck Ye Feng's chest.
Ye Feng was startled, moved his feet, and instantly moved a few steps to avoid Huang San's sword.
It's just that his sword was like a gangrene attached to the bone. After a flash of sword light, it turned into stabbing Ye Feng's waist.
Ye Feng shouted softly, and the iron rod was set across the bars to block his attack.
After the sword failed, Huang San's sword deflected again, bypassing the short iron rod and slashing at Ye Feng's arm.
This sword was so cunning and cruel that it was completely beyond Ye Feng's expectations. In an emergency, Ye Feng could only retreat backwards quickly.
Tsk!
The sword light passed by, and the clothes on Ye Feng's arms were cut with a long slit. If he had been a little slower, this sword would not just cut open the sleeves.
Whoosh!
Ye Feng took a few steps back and quickly distanced himself from the opponent.
"What a powerful sword. Although I haven't understood the meaning of the sword, it is more difficult to deal with than Lin Bixie." Ye Feng glanced at the broken part of his arm, and his heart became particularly solemn.
The sword moves lightly.
Huang San's sword is not only light and agile, but also weird and difficult to block.
He fights with a heavy short iron rod, and his speed is not as fast as his opponent's. He will always be suppressed by him. If he wants to avoid losing, Huang San's strange swordsmanship will have no effect.
Ye Feng's mind was spinning rapidly.
"You will die by my sword!" Huang San said again, with murderous intent in his eyes.
"Yeah?"
Ye Feng smiled coldly and had already thought of a way to deal with this person.
Without looking, he knew that there was a sword and a knife on the ground. Their original owners had turned into two corpses. This sword and the sword were not good weapons, and they were not even spiritual weapons.
But Ye Feng thinks it should be useful.
In an instant, he put away the short iron rod weighing more than a hundred kilograms, and with a single move, he grabbed the single sword stuck on the ground in his hand.
The weight of the weapon is reduced, and the speed of the sword can naturally be much faster. Faced with the opponent's tricky and weird sword skills, there is more targeted restraint.
A smile appeared on Ye Feng's lips and he said: "I will fight you with this knife."
As soon as he finished speaking, before Huang San could continue his attack, Ye Feng took action. His whole body passed through an afterimage, and he used his pace to the extreme, slashing out between the lightning and flint.
The wind was roaring, and the speed of this sword was twice as fast as before.
The stronger the force, the faster the sword technique can be used.
As if with the help of an impact, the single sword in Ye Feng's hand was so fast that a red light appeared.
"So fast!"
Huang San looked stern.
He didn't expect that Ye Feng could change his weapon so much faster.
In a hurry, Huang San could only save him with one sword.
Offensive and defensive positions, all weird skills can no longer be used.
clang!
The swords clashed and sparks flew everywhere.
Ye Feng didn't stop for a moment and continued to attack. His power was so fast and fierce that when he struck with his sword, it often brought up strong winds like howling, so that Huang San didn't dare not to save him.
As a result, the attack with swords was like a violent storm, and Ye Feng struck out dozens or hundreds of swords in an instant.
Ding ding ding!
Even though Huang San was very powerful, he was still in a hurry by this gust of sharp knife attacks.
His swordsmanship was outstanding because of its weirdness, but Ye Feng did not let him use his swordsmanship's strengths. Every time he attacked, Huang San must save the place. As a result, Huang San's advantage could not be used at all, and he could only resist with all his strength.
But even though Ye Feng didn't use a short iron rod, Huang San was still quite embarrassed by his own strength.
After dozens of knives collided, Huang San felt that the long sword in his hand had become much heavier, and the tiger's mouth of his right hand was sore and numb. Every time the swords crossed, there was a trace of hesitation in his heart.
Being so timid, Huang San fell into a disadvantage and was suppressed by Ye Feng's sharp knife.
Dang Dang Dang...
The two of them kept fighting, their figures flashing around in the passage.
The fierce energy surged everywhere, pieces of lava rock walls were destroyed into rubble, and the crisp sound spread far and wide.
Ye Feng was slightly shocked. Huang San's strength was countless times stronger than Huang Qi's.
And since there are Yellow Three and Yellow Seven, is there also Yellow Five, Yellow Six, or even the more powerful Yellow One and Yellow Two?
Hua Tianli, I don’t know where to find such a group of perverted killers?