A crisp snapping sound suddenly rang out, causing Li Liuchang's expression to change rapidly.
Broken.
His sword broke.
Under the bloody blade, it shattered into pieces like fragile bamboo grass.
The bloody blade lost its momentum and stabbed straight towards Li Liuchang's throat.
Before it even reached him, the bone-chilling cold instantly enveloped Li Liuchang.
In this chill, he couldn't even move.
"careful!"
At the critical moment, Sun Jianghai rushed out right after him and saved his life.
Sun Jianghai didn't care whether his action would hurt Li Liuchang. He pulled him roughly and threw Li Liuchang backwards.
Then, he roared, his blood surged, and he urged all his internal energy to his right hand. His huge fist brought with it a strong force and hit the blood blade.
Bang…
After all, he is a veteran seventh-grade warrior. Even if he is injured, his strength should not be underestimated.
Under his punch, Nie Feng's knife was directly knocked off target.
But Nie Feng is not so easy to deal with.
He turned his wrist, the knife light changed rapidly, and countless blood-red knife shadows suddenly rose up.
The knife shadows quickly merged into one and returned to the blood blade, and then another knife slashed down.
The knife shone brightly, like a rising blood-red sun, and the light was so piercing that Sun Jianghai could not help but close his eyes.
It was this moment of closure that quickly brought crisis upon him.
Boundless chill suddenly came over me, as if countless sharp blades were approaching me.
Getting closer.
The dazzling blood-red blade light brought up a streak of blood and slashed straight down.
This knife made Sun Jianghai feel the breath of death.
He wanted to hide, he wanted to fight back, but the knife didn't give him any chance and chopped down directly.
puff…
The blood was scattered high in the sky, like a beautiful flower blooming in the air, so beautiful.
"Ah... Junior Brother Sun!"
"Uncle Master..."
No matter how Huang Qiangui and Li Liuchang called out, it was useless.
No one thought that he could be resurrected after being split in two. Even if he was an immortal, he couldn't save Sun Jianghai.
"die… "
An angry roar was heard.
Huang Qiangui swung a big spear, sending out beams of light directly attacking Nie Feng.
As the spear was swung, true energy spread, and a huge, looming spear appeared behind Huang Qiangui.
Faced with this extremely fierce attack, Nie Feng originally wanted to dodge, but after a quick glance, he suddenly changed his mind.
At the edge of his vision, a man in red suddenly fell from the roof behind him.
His target was the barrel tied to the carriage.
It's Duanlang.
He finally found an opportunity to snatch the scale fish.
It was the appearance of Duan Lang that made Nie Feng decide to fight Huang Qiangui head-on.
As long as he can hold on, Duan Lang will be able to snatch the scale fish as quickly as possible.
So, Nie Feng no longer hesitated, his body suddenly began to spin, and the Divine Wind Roar in the Wind God Leg was used instantly.
Although Nie Feng has only been exposed to the Wind God Leg for a short time, he is not yet very proficient in using this move, the Divine Wind Roar.
But in this situation, only the divine wind roar can help him resist Huang Qiangui's attack.
"The divine wind roars..."
A low roar like that from hell came out of Nie Feng's mouth.
boom…
The strong wind swept through the entire courtyard as if a force 10 gale was blowing. Except for a few people above the eighth rank, the other remaining Fudimen elites could not help but hold on to the wall beside them, for fear of being blown away by the wind.
A black tornado formed in an instant.
The whole courtyard seemed as if doomsday was approaching, with tiles and leaves sweeping up and surrounding Nie Feng.
Whoosh…
At this moment, the wind was howling and dark clouds were pressing down from the sky, as if the sky was angry.
Although it was night, there were still many people on the street.
Countless eyes were attracted by this strange scene.
East of the city.
On a high roof, two figures were drinking alone facing the moon.
One of them had a stern face, raised eyebrows, and his hair was casually tied up with a piece of rag.
This is a person who looks very casual.
But if you look closely.
You will find him contradictory again.
There was always an unnatural aura of sharpness emanating from him.
The edge is sometimes like a sword and sometimes like a knife.
From his temperament, it is not difficult for anyone with a discerning eye to discover that this man is either a swordsman or a knifeman.
The truth is, he can do both.
He is the right-hand man of Qi Liancheng, the best master in Mobei, and Lu Renjia, who is known for his mastery of both swords and knives.
The man opposite him was very young, handsome and good-looking.
She was wearing a white dress and had a gentle smile on her face, as if to melt people's hearts.
If anyone were here, they would be able to recognize him.
He is Shen Cangwu, who is nicknamed the number one bootlicker in the world by the people in the world.
When the sky in the north of the city suddenly changed, Lu Renjia paused for a moment, his glass of wine close to his lips, his eyes thoughtful.
"It's Yan Xiong from the Tianxia Society. Why is he here?"
As soon as the whisper fell, he shook his head again.
"It shouldn't be him, he's not that weak!"
"Yan Xiong? Brother, are you talking about the one from Tianxiahui?"
Shen Cangwu put down his wine glass, glanced over there, and then asked.
If anyone heard what Shen Cangwu said, they would probably be shocked.
Who could have thought that Lu Renjia, an expert in both swordsmanship and saber-wielding skills in Mobei, would be the senior brother of Shen Cangwu, the young master of Baijian Villa.
As we all know, Shen Cangwu learned from his father Shen Lang.
If Lu Renjia is his senior brother, then that means Lu Renjia is also Shen Lang's disciple...
"Um!"
Lu Renjia nodded.
“I have seen him fight with Yang Xuanming in Songyao, and the unique skills he used were able to trigger celestial phenomena.
However, his strength is so extraordinary that even I am not sure I can defeat him, and the celestial phenomena he caused include wind, clouds, and frost.
Although this man used the wind to attract clouds, he was still far inferior to Yan Xiong.
It must be his disciple or fellow disciple who has come!"
"This man doesn't even have confidence in defeating you, my brother. I'm really itching to try my sword against him!"
Shen Cangwu drank the liquor in one gulp, wiped it with his sleeve without caring about his image, and a burning light flashed in his eyes.
"You'd better not provoke him! He is a cruel man. If you provoke him, you will be in trouble!"
Lu Renjia glanced at Chengbei again, then looked away and gave advice.
"Haha! Don't worry, brother, I won't do anything rash.
But I will have to trouble you to take care of Yanshan's matter."
Shen Cangwu said with a smile.
"Don't worry, your business is my business. Besides, there is nothing in this Mobei land that I, the Eighteen Cities of Qilian, cannot accomplish.
As long as what Miss Chen is looking for is in Mobei, our spies will be able to find it naturally."
Lu Renjia spoke.
"good… "
…
In the courtyard in the north of the city.
At this moment, Nie Feng was surrounded by the strong wind, as if he was a god controlling the strong wind, and his whole body was filled with a sacred aura that could not be looked directly at.
At this moment, he has truly acquired some of the flavor of the God of the Wind.
boom…
Like a towering pillar, the spear swept across with incomparable ferocious momentum.
Wherever the spear passed, all the wind scattered for no reason, as if they were afraid of it.
At this moment, it seemed to have turned into an angry dragon, full of power and able to drive the wind and clouds.
certainly.
That's an illusion.
The reason for that situation was simply because the spear was too powerful.