The sword energy flying silently in the audience gradually dissipated.
Ye Feng raised his head and felt that his body was beginning to go numb, but he still had the power to deliver the final blow. There was too much blood. If we could not seize the opportunity for the final blow, then today's outcome would be doomed.
His consciousness swept around him.
Many people looked at him covered in blood with surprised expressions, and none of them could figure out why he didn't run away, but chose to stand where he was, resisting the sharp sword energy.
The place was in chaos.
The big trees were broken one after another, and the ground was full of marks made by the sword energy. Under the heavy rain, it quickly filled with water, and then froze into ice.
Lin Shiqing finally supported the anesthetized Xiao Qi, left the truck cab, and hid behind a tree. Her beautiful face poked out, looking at Ye Feng who was covered in blood in the field with a complicated expression across a fallen tree.
He could hide, Lin Shiqing knew, because Long Wan'er next to him was pushed away by him immediately.
But he didn't avoid it.
Looking at the military truck with countless ugly scratches made by the sword energy, Lin Shiqing knew that if the masked man hadn't stood there to resist, she and Xiao Qi would have died just now.
Are you willing to suffer such serious injuries just for them
Lin Shiqing didn't think that she and Xiao Qi were that important to the masked man, but after much thought, she couldn't think of any reason for the masked man to insist on standing in front of him.
Of course she didn't know that just now, Nanfang climbed out from under the truck before her and jumped up to a big tree not far away, without attracting anyone's attention in the darkness.
Wearing the Exorcist's electric jumping boots and holding the Demon-Breaking Crossbow, Nanfang now seems to be a powerful force. Unfortunately, the small crossbow arrows of the Demon-Breaking Crossbow are not very effective against Long Moran.
At this time, Nanfang was hiding in a big tree and continued to wait for the opportunity.
He quietly held several flying knives in his hands. Although he had just started practicing the Ghost Crying Knife technique and might not be able to exert much power, he could still disrupt Long Moran.
Long Wan'er was pushed by Ye Feng and originally wanted to rush in and fight Long Mo Ran, but then she thought about it, that would not change the situation.
After taking precautions, whether it was the Immortal Technique Red Flame or the Immortal Technique Burying Star Arrow, they would not have much effect on Long Moran. On the contrary, the more she used it, the easier it would be to reveal her identity as an immortal cultivator.
People in the martial arts world who have mastered the third level of martial arts moves are somewhat similar to immortal cultivators, such as Long Moran who uses the third level of Fenghuaxueyue Sword Technique.
Therefore, Long Wan'er's two star-burial arrows may not have been noticed by others. At most, she was extremely talented and had mastered some third-level martial arts. But if you use it more times, maybe someone will notice the clues.
At this time, Long Wan'er took a few steps back into the dark woods, and ducked to Shu Shu's side to protect her safety.
A group of Long family disciples spread out to look for Long Moran's severed arm. Shu Shu was so nervous that she didn't dare to breathe. It wasn't until Long Wan'er arrived that she breathed a sigh of relief.
In the dark woods, the two women leaned on each other, always paying attention to their surroundings.
Long Wan'er focused her consciousness completely on Ye Feng and Long Moran, trying to pay attention to every moment. As long as there is a chance, she will continue to use her magic to deal with Long Moran from a distance!
The disciples of the Divine Fist Sect, headed by Xu Xiaoyu, all retreated far away. Only when the sword energy stopped, did they all relax and gather around again.
Xu Xiaoyu stood aside and stared at Ye Feng closely.
For him, he hoped that Ye Feng could kill Long Moran, and then he would personally get to know Ye Feng. In this way, he would not only get rid of a big enemy in the world, but also avenge Luo Feng.
The old man with the white beard was too lazy to think about it. Anyway, he blamed Ye Feng for Luo Feng's death.
As for the two fifty-year-old cultivation masters who were lost when snatching the Big Coral King at the bottom of the sea, to him, they were not as important as one Luo Feng.
You must know that Luo Feng is a genius who knows how to release his inner energy at a young age!
This time, the Divine Fist Sect did not gain any benefits, but lost many people. Even if he was an elder of the Divine Fist Sect, he would not be able to take advantage of it after he returned.
There were other martial arts people, all pointing fingers at the field.
Regardless of the outcome today, the fact that the masked man was able to inflict such misfortune on Long Moran, not only breaking his arm, but also displaying the third level of romance that had not been seen for many years, was enough to make him famous in the world.
If the masked man could survive today, things would be even more serious.
The entire world will probably tremble!
It's a pity that even if the masked man can kill Long Moran, he can't escape Xu Xiaoyu's poisonous hand... A group of people looked at the old man with a white beard in the crowd of Shen Fist Sect, and they all saw the killing intent in his eyes.
Today, the masked man is really stuck!
step.
Two steps.
Long Moran held a long sword and walked towards Ye Feng. His robe was fluttering and soaked in blood in the heavy rain, making him look ferocious and vicious.
"No energy left?"
Long Moran smiled contemptuously, and swung a bright white sword energy towards Ye Feng from afar.
Ye Feng's whole body was numb and he didn't want to hide away!
Once out of the way, he won't have the strength to deliver the final blow...
puff!
A figure quickly ran out of the dark woods and stood in front of Ye Feng at the critical moment.
The bright white sword energy penetrated the figure's chest, and it turned out to be the masked boy from the Tai Chi Palace!
Until now, Ye Feng didn't know his name, but just helped him heal the burn scars on his face. But now, this young man stepped forward again and helped Ye Feng block a sword!
With a "bang", the boy fell to the ground.
That sword accidentally cut off his heart. This time, he really couldn't survive.
"It's this guy again!"
Long Moran was furious all of a sudden!
When they were in the small fishing village, this kid blocked Shu Shu's sword, and now he ran out to block the masked man's sword. What a fool!
"Hey... Long Moran..."
Ye Feng's words easily drew Long Moran's attention.
He did not pretend to be low, but said this in Ye Feng's voice. At the same time, he put one hand on the black ghost mask, as if he was about to take off the mask.
In order to survive, he must seize the last chance.
Even if you expose your identity for this, you won’t hesitate!
Uh-huh!
In the heavy rain, he took off the mask from his face.
A delicate face suddenly appeared in front of Long Moran's eyes. This time, without any disguise, it was Ye Feng's appearance.
Long Moran was stunned for a moment.
Ye Feng
Ye Feng!
"good chance!"
Ye Feng glanced sadly at the young man from Tai Chi Hall in front of him, but his consciousness was always locked on Long Moran. Taking advantage of the opponent's moment of surprise, he condensed the golden long sword and rushed towards the opponent's door with Dragon-Slaying Sword Qi!
Swish, swish, swish!
One after another, flying knives were shot towards Long Moran from the treetops in another direction. It was the south, and ghosts were crying and wolves howling in solemn silence!
"Star Burial Arrow!"
Long Wan'er also seized the opportunity and shot a dark blue arrow towards Long Moran.
Three-party attack!
Long Moran was surprised by Ye Feng's identity. He suddenly reacted and found that no matter which way he ran, he would face fatal attacks!
It’s over!
Long Moran felt his hair stand on end!