Seeing Yan Qingfeng coming from behind, Ye Zhuifeng kept running. However, his horse was not as fast as Yan Qingfeng. Not long after, he was caught up. At this time, Yan Qingfeng casually fired a dart, and Ye Zhuifeng dismounted his horse. Immediately, I saw the horses neighing and overturning, and Ye Zhui Feng rolled to the ground in a hurry.
Yan Qingfeng followed up and flew up on horseback, carrying a long-handled sword and slashing in the air! The big knife fell to the ground and cracked the ground several feet apart! Ye Zhui Feng rolled to avoid it, but was still knocked over by the force.
At this time, Yan Qingfeng stopped, pointed his sword at Ye Zhuifeng, and shouted angrily: "The killer must kill someone or commit suicide! It's no wonder that you are the third-ranked killer in the world and you can live in an ignoble way! Who do you think you are!"
Ye Zhuifeng held a knife across his chest, and Yin Zhi snorted coldly: "Killing for money! It's not to seek death! Rules are an excuse for the weak, and living is the real truth. I am a killer, not a gentleman!"
Yan Qingfeng became even more annoyed when he heard this. With full energy, he swung his sword like a white sharp sword, slashing through the night and chasing the wind! The sword flashed, splitting the air and breaking the ground! Sweeping the power of thousands of armies, it broke through the sky like thunder!
Ye Zhui Feng retreated quickly, not wanting to confront someone head-on. Yan Qingfeng walked like a dragon and a tiger, leaping and jumping, his steps were fast and the wind was fast enough to catch up, and his sword slashed continuously. The hundred-jin sword danced briskly in his hand, pressing hard continuously, not giving Ye Zhuifeng a chance to breathe!
The knife cracked, the wind roared, and the sand and gravel flew! A series of sharp edges struck, making the air turbulent. Ye Zhui Feng was like a black feather, arrows flashed from left to right, and his figure was so fast that he disappeared! But Yan Qingfeng's speed is not slow either, he flashes like a leopard rushing, like a dragon riding on a horse, the sword energy billows like a tide, and the powerful light flashes randomly on the battlefield!
Wandering in front of the door of death, dancing on the blade, the battle between the killer and the madman! Yan Qingfeng relies on his strong internal strength and superb sword skills. His sword energy rushes in all directions, blocking the dead end step by step. Ye Chai Feng's every step was dangerous, his moves were difficult, he rolled and turned over, and he couldn't help but curse Luofan again in his heart. He said in his heart that he had been famous for half his life, but when he met Na Luofan, his luck suddenly changed, and now he has become a dog in distress.
Needless to say, Ye Zhuifeng was very powerful, but he was more accustomed to assassinating in the dark. And Yan Qingfeng, as a powerful man in the southwest, is known as the "Southwest Soul-Sealing Sword" in the world, so his strength is naturally good! I saw that the big knife was chopped into a series of life-threatening chains, a chain of life-threatening chains! It was a completely natural and airtight attack that made Ye Zhui Feng scurry like a loach in the mud!
After more than a dozen moves, Ye Zhuifeng finally couldn't turn around, and Yan Qingfeng used a sickle hook to tear off half of his left arm. Immediately, blood surged out! In this way, Ye Zhui Feng used up all his strength to retreat and dodge in a hurry! For a moment, he used Chasing Wind Escape, and he used Wandering Dragon Escape. Two top masters, one quickly dodged, the other pursued fiercely and fought fiercely, and they were inextricably entangled. Not long after, the wind blew under the feet of the two men, and bursts of white smoke came out of their trousers.
As the attack became more intense, Yan Qingfeng became more and more murderous, his eyes bloodshot, as if he thought Ye Zhuifeng was the murderer of his son. Shouting the word "kill" in his mouth, the Yan family's secret technique of thirteen consecutive soul-chasing slashes was extremely powerful, and the wind of the swords in all directions gradually began to explode with empty and shattering sounds!
Hearing the sound of explosion, the blade of the opponent's sword gradually turned red. Ye Zhuifeng screamed, this move is the Yan family's thirteen consecutive killing moves, "Thunder-Bearing Sword"! If Yan Qingfeng could gather enough strength with his sword, he would be like a flaming python that could be leveled within a few feet. In this case, he will be seriously injured even if he doesn't die.
While I was anxiously making plans, I heard the sound of thunderous legs stepping on sand and flying rocks! However, Luofan used his seventh-level wind and thunder kick skills, and like a phantom in the forest, he rushed into the battlefield in the blink of an eye. With the steel knife in hand, he struck Yan Qingfeng from behind without hesitation!
Yan Qingfeng turned around and faced him angrily, blocking the sword with force! Just listen to a sonorous sound! He then saw Luo Fan draw his sword and step on the ground, slanting to the side of Yan Qingfeng, and then slashed three times in front of him! At the same time as he made the move, a stream of white sand quietly hit Yan Qingfeng's face.
Yan Qingfeng was in a state of excitement. He didn't even notice that the poisonous sand had entered his body. He drew his knife across the side and shouted angrily: "Who are you? You dare to stop me. You are seeking death!"
Luo Fan said coldly and disdainfully: "The person who killed you!"
The two sides argued over several moves, each trying to show off his strength. Luofan's body movements were tricky, he flashed back and forth, left and right, like an antelope running, a tiger or a leopard charging, and he turned around as fast as a dozen flies circling around him, causing Yan Qingfeng to turn around in all directions, even if the sword was strong, he couldn't use any force.
Seeing that Luofan had attracted Yan Qingfeng's attack, Ye Zhuifeng hurriedly covered his injured arm and ran away! However, Luofan never relaxed his attention to Ye Zhuifeng. Seeing that he was about to run away, he caught up with him with electric steps, slashed out with his knife, and stopped Ye Zhuifeng! He said coldly: "Can you leave without killing him?"
Ye Zhuifeng knew that if he competed for strength, Luofan might not be as good as him. But his wind and thunder legs are indeed amazing, and I really can't escape him. If there was a dispute, Yan Qingfeng would take advantage. He had no choice but to turn back and deal with Yan Qingfeng together with Luo Fan.
The two of them each held steel knives and attacked from left to right, working together to fight Yan Qingfeng! Even though Yan Qingfeng's sword was fierce, it couldn't match the speed of those two people. They were as slippery as loaches, and there was nothing they could do for a while!
But Luofan fights and wanders away, approaching and slowing down suddenly, just to delay time! Sure enough, within a few moves, Yan Qingfeng suddenly felt that his vision was blurry and his whole body began to feel weak! After reacting, he shouted angrily at Xiang Luofan: "The smoke just now was poisonous! You insidious villain, I will drag you to hell even if I die!"
Luofan sneered: "I am a sinister villain, what a good thing are you! Don't you want to know who killed your son? Let me tell you, it was me who killed him! If you have the ability, come and take revenge!"
Hearing these words, Yan Qingfeng became even more furious, his energy and blood surged for a moment, and the poison entered his body even deeper! At this time, he had lost his mind, completely disregarding survival, and used all his strength to hack and kill the two of them indiscriminately!
No matter how strong your brute force is, if you can't hit anyone, it's still useless. Seeing Yan Qingfeng's moves in chaos, the two of them had a good understanding. Luofan used his strength to block the opponent's sword. Ye Zhuifeng seized the opportunity and slashed with a flying knife while keeping his body close to the ground. He cut off Yan Qingfeng's legs with one strike!
Yan Qingfeng howled miserably and immediately knelt down! However, the cry has not yet ended! Hearing another "puff" sound, he saw that his head had been chopped off by Luofan and flew into the air, and blood gushed out from his neck like a fountain!
The huge head rolled to the ground, and Yan Qingfeng knelt on the ground with only half of his body left, gushing blood and counting breaths! After shaking a few times, he took off the big knife and fell to the ground.
Poor thing, the dignified head of the Qingfeng Escort Agency, a powerful figure in the southwest, relies on his mighty and domineering power. In the end, he ended up like his son. In order to delay time, Yan Qingfeng asked his men to stop Luo Tianyao and others. When I tried to stop others, I also blocked my own chance of survival!
Ye Zhuifeng was also shocked by Luo Fan's cruel words! Killing people is like killing chickens. This is not the head catcher of the Chief Catcher. It is simply Shura who is used to killing people, and he is even more ruthless than himself.
Luo Fan wiped the knife and looked at Ye Zhuifeng: "Let's go! The people behind are coming soon."
Ye Zhuifeng hurriedly folded his arms and followed Luo Fan into the woods.
After escaping to a hidden place in the forest, Ye Zhuifeng had lost too much blood and his face was pale. He immediately lay down under the tree, pulled off a piece of cloth, and bandaged the wound. Luo Fan stood aside and watched quietly without saying much.
After Ye Zhuifeng bandaged the wound, he secretly adjusted his breathing, looked at Luo Fan Leng and said, "Now, Yan Qingfeng is dead! Where is my antidote?"
Luo Fan took out a porcelain bottle from his arms and threw it over.
Ye Zhuifeng took it and took a look. He said in his heart that he was seriously injured now, and he would not survive if he tried to do it. The antidote should be true, so he swallowed it immediately.
Seeing that Ye Zhuifeng had taken the medicine, Luo Fan looked curious and asked, "I have always had a question! I heard that every time the Silent Night Death kills someone, he always destroys the whole family. Three years ago you massacred someone He killed the Ling'an family in Fucheng. I can't understand why you killed his five-year-old blind daughter? This doesn't make sense!"
Ye Zhuifeng sneered and shook his head, laughing at Luofan's ignorance. He replied: "Hmph! If you cut the grass without eradicating the root, there will be trouble! This is the first rule of the killer. Don't you understand this? Even a blind woman can't find someone to take revenge when she grows up? Don't forget There is no one who violates the rules of the underworld and kills his whole family!"
Luo Fan nodded, with a learned expression, and smiled: "Oh, then I'll be relieved."
After taking the antidote, Ye Zhui Feng would exercise his Qi and try to straighten his tendons. However, he suddenly felt a sharp pain in his chest and couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of real blood.
Ye Zhuifeng was horrified and furious when he saw Luo Fan: "You lied to me! What you gave me was not an antidote, but poison! Why did you do this?"
