Stick shadows combined into a huge black net, completely blocking the sharp sword intent behind.
The next moment, the fluctuations of air like water swept by.
boom!
The energy burst, and the sharp sword intention shot out from all directions. The black shadow fell into nothing, and the figure disappeared under Ye Feng's nose.
"It's gone again!"
A ray of light shot out from Ye Feng's eyes.
This black shadow is elusive and his swordsmanship is very strange. If he is attacked repeatedly by him, he may be hit if he is not careful.
He can't continue without restraint.
Ye Feng frowned, his vitality condensed, Kunpeng's Nine Heavens body technique was used to the extreme, and his whole body shot like a stream of light to the position where the black shadow disappeared.
A red light flashed in his hand, and a fire line appeared. Then the fire line formed a lasso-shaped and enveloped the rough position where the black shadow disappeared.
The opponent's hidden body was very strange, but the fire line stimulated by Ye Feng covered several feet of the range. Under such a large-scale indiscriminate attack, unless the figure disappeared directly on the spot, it would be impossible to hide just by hiding the figure.
Open.
What Ye Feng had to do was to force the black shadow to appear.
As long as he is forced out of his hidden form and fights head-on, Ye Feng will not be afraid of this person at all.
Sure enough, the fire thread lasso broke a gap at some point, and a faint shadow quickly retreated towards the periphery.
"Can't hide it..."
Seeing this scene, Ye Feng showed a smile on his lips. His feet were almost gone. His figure flashed invisible and approached the shadow.
The black shadow had long seen Ye Feng's speed was amazing. Once his journey was exposed, he did not think of escaping or continuing to hide. Instead, he emitted a black and sharp sword light with a "swish".
"Soul-chasing Sword."
This fast sword exceeds the reaction speed of ordinary people. If an ordinary innate warrior does not have time to react, he will be killed instantly.
The soul-chasing sword is the sword and the sword is the soul-chasing sword is as fast as lightning, and one blow will kill.
However, this sword technique is difficult to work on Ye Feng, because Ye Feng's speed is still above the black shadow.
clang.
A loud bang was made on the spot, and Ye Feng's short iron rod slashed directly on the black shadow sword edge, and the two of them retreated at the same time.
The black shadow was shook back more than ten steps, while Ye Feng only took three steps back.
"What a quick reaction speed!"
"What a strong power!"
A hoarse voice rang.
The black shadow's arms holding the sword were trembling slightly. Ye Feng's counterattack was not only fast and fierce, but also filled with amazing power, making him dare not get closer.
Ye Feng did not attack rashly either.
This black shadow could not tell that it was tall, short, fat and thin, and even the token above his head was shrouded in a mysterious aura like black mist. I don’t know how many points he had. But no matter how he was hiding out of thin air, he was still a strange and sensible skill.
With swordsmanship, this person is enough to be at the top level among the martial artists who are assessed.
"Who are you? Are you also greedy for Fang Hao's 10,000 points?" Ye Feng raised his eyebrows slightly and asked with a calm expression.
"Ten thousand points? Haha..." The black shadow let out a hoarse laugh, and the black air was fluctuating all over his body. In the black air, it seemed that he could see a mask covering his face, "I don't want to attack you,
But I owe the Fang family a favor."
He paused and continued, "I promised Fang Hao to use three swords. I have just two swords. I will do my best. No matter whether you can catch my last sword or not, I will not interfere in your affairs.
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"As you wish!"
Ye Feng didn't want to fight to the death with such an assassin master who could be invisible at any time.
When you meet such a person, unless you are 100% sure to kill him, it is better to leave some room. Of course, if the other party goes back on his word, Ye Feng will naturally not give up.
The black shadow nodded, and then the airflow around him rolled up, forming a strong wind, and the black mist blew in the strong wind, and the scarf on his face appeared faintly, as if it was purple.
In an instant, his eyes became extremely sharp, and a sword shadow jumped out of his pupils.
"Seven Killing Swords-Jue!"
The black shadow moved, his figure flashed, and he stabbed out with a sword.
This sword seemed to be fast and slow, as if it was fast and as slow as it was. With one sword, endless sharp energy teared the sky, and even the wind around seemed to turn into a sword of wind, cutting through the void.
The love is broken and the righteousness is gone.
With one sword, the friendship is gone.
Feeling the power of the Black Shadow's sword, Ye Feng had the illusion of his scalp being numb, and his subconscious body retreated rapidly.
At the same time, the short iron stick in his hand danced, forming thick stick curtains after layer, and the seed leaves of the knife intention were stimulated with the stick shadows.
The black shadow's sword energy instantly slashed onto the stick curtain in front of Ye Feng, and endless sharpness teared everything apart.
The sound of chirping is endless.
Stick shadows continued to break, and the sword energy was invincible, and finally slashed on Ye Feng's vital energy armor.
Bang……
With a blast, Ye Feng's body was cut off and flew several feet backwards.
However, he was not injured. Although the opponent's sword energy was sharp, it was almost wiped out by the stick shadow and the sword intention. The remaining power was not enough to break the vital energy armor.
However, the power displayed by this sword made Ye Feng ashamed. If this man had exploded such a sharp sword when he first took action, it would have been difficult for him to resist in a hurry.
"Okay, okay..."
The black shadow only said three words, and the figure disappeared again. Ye Feng could sense that he had left quickly. Ye Feng even sensed that the strange fog on the black shadow was shaking very violently.
Obviously, he took the last sword of the word "大" and made him lose his mind and it was difficult for him to keep his mind calm.
"Who is this person...?"
Ye Feng also left a question in his heart.
...
Not far away, the Flaming Lion King and Fang Hao were still fighting fiercely.
Fang Hao's strength is able to kill a level 4 monster equivalent to a lower-grade earth level in the secret realm.
Every knife was cut out, there was a very sharp sword intent.
The Fang family's Miandong Knife Intention has the characteristic of inverting time and space. If an ordinary warrior fights against Fang Hao, he will definitely be dizzy and his strength will be greatly reduced.
However, after the Flame Lion King refined the innate fire spirit, the degree of the condensation of the fire energy was far above that of ordinary ground-level monsters. In this way, the two sides were evenly matched, and one man and one beast were fighting.
Originally, Fang Hao thought that it would be easy to use his strength to cooperate with the top-grade Xuan-level Burning Moon Knife in his hand to kill a low-grade monster in his place, but he didn't expect that Ye Feng's battle pet was beyond his expectations.
He used the sword intent seed several times in succession, but he could not cut the Flame Lion King. Even once the attack transitioned, he was scratched by this big guy's claw and broke his vital armor, which made him sweat in a cold sweat.
So at this moment, while being frightened, Fang Hao chose to take action steadily and never dared to make a quick move again.