('The one who blocked Liu Wu's sword was Chen Feifan. He stood in front of Liu Wu and said to him: "I will be your opponent. [Read the full text]"
"Brother Chen, this man has great martial arts skills. Let's go together." Liu Wu suggested from behind him.
"As long as I'm here alone, go and help the other brothers." Chen Feifan refused unceremoniously. Search for the latest updates at.br/>Although Liu Wu was worried, he also knew that he had some abilities, so he reminded him "be careful", then turned and walked in another direction.
"Hehe!" At this time, the man opposite smiled and said: "Don't think that because you blocked my sword, you think you are competing with me. Boy, your life is mine today!"
Chen Feifan didn't talk nonsense to him, and pointed the phantom spirit sword in front of him, ready to fight.
When the man saw it, he chuckled a few times, then kicked his feet and rushed towards Chen Feifan. The speed of the people coming was far faster than those that Chen Feifan had fought with just now, and it was much faster, not at the same level at all.
The opponent came very fast, and Chen Feifan could certainly see it clearly. Although this person was fast, he was still below him. If such speed was nothing in the arena, no wonder this person could only become a bandit.
A sword strike from the left, Chen Feifan dodged; another strike from the right, Chen Feifei faced the phantom spirit sword forward, blocking the opponent's dagger.
Now it was seven versus six, and his side had a slight numerical advantage. Chen Feifan didn't want to kill too fast to avoid attracting others' attention, so he didn't plan to kill the person in front of him quickly.
"You're quite capable." The man still had a relaxed look on his face, thinking that Chen Feifan could only defend but not attack.
"Come on!" Chen Feifan gave him a provocative gesture.
The man couldn't stand the excitement at all, and immediately rushed towards Chen Feifan to kill him.
Facing the attacker's left and right swords, Chen Feifan did not intend to defeat the enemy with sword energy, but wanted to rely on his own swordsmanship to kill the enemy.
The two swords stabbed at him at the same time, one to the left and the other to the right, both at very fast speeds. If it were someone like Liu Wu, they would be unable to dodge or block, and the only result would be to be stabbed or even stabbed to death; but Chen Feifan was different. The sword in his hand seemed to be casual but extremely fast. Blocking forward, he blocked the sword coming from his right hand. Then he adjusted the sword head and quickly blocked the dagger on his left.
He blocked two daggers that were thrust at him almost at the same time. This made his opponent startled and he began to re-judge Chen Feifan.
After blocking the two swords, Chen Feifan immediately raised his left foot. The man had no time to defend himself. He was kicked in the lower abdomen and took a few steps back before stopping.
Chen Feifan still stood there, with no intention of attacking at all, but quietly waiting for the other party to make the next move. The two of them stayed in a stalemate for several breaths, but the man still didn't calm down and launched a new round of attack.
This time he drew his sword almost as fast as the previous time. It was obvious that his speed had reached its limit. With only this speed, Chen Feifan had no fear at all. He used his sword to block the dagger on the right again, but at this time, the dagger on his left suddenly changed direction and stabbed him in the right rib. come over.
With such a small skill, Chen Feifan sneered in his heart, raised his right hand up and down, dodged the man's dagger, and then stretched out his left hand to quickly catch the falling Phantom Spirit Sword from below. These movements were done in one go. The man did not see all of Chen Feifan's movements clearly. He only knew that his attack was in vain again.
If he didn't take action when he got to this point, Chen Feifan felt that he disrespected his opponent too much. So, as he circled his left hand, the sword in his hand also bypassed the opponent's dagger and stabbed straight into the man's face.
The other party reacted quickly. When he saw the sword coming in front of him, he quickly put away the dagger in his hand and took a few steps back.
Chen Feifan did not continue to pursue him, but stood still, waiting for the man to regain his composure.
The two looked at each other a few steps apart. Although the heavy rain affected their sight a little, they could not hide the murderous intent between them.
This time, the two attacked at the same time, but Chen Feifan was faster than the man, and his sword stabbed straight into the man's chest. The speed was slow and the weapon was short. In desperation, the man had no choice but to switch from offense to defense, crossing his swords to block Chen Feifan's phantom spirit sword.
The strength and weakness were too obvious, and Chen Feifan didn't want to put any more effort on him. As soon as he exerted force on his hand, the man couldn't withstand his strength at all, and the two swords were split open by the Phantom Spirit Sword in an instant.
If that person hadn't reacted quickly enough and stepped back in time, he would have been disemboweled by now.
This blow only opened a gash in the chest of his opponent's coir raincoat. Instead of feeling annoyed, Chen Feifan actually slightly praised the man in his heart, but his intention to kill him remained unchanged.
Chen Feifan didn't give him a chance to fight back. When his sword failed, he immediately stepped forward and struck again. The speed of this sword was faster than before, so fast that no one had time to resist.
The man looked horrified. Although he didn't see Chen Feifan's movements clearly, he knew what was going on. Amidst the flash of swords and shadows, he had no choice but to use both hands to block forward with his sword at the same time, but his speed was still more than a beat slower.
Gradually, fear and pain appeared on his face, but Chen Feifan had already sheathed his sword and stood in front of him, looking at him with cold eyes. There was a sword cut on his chest. Although the cut was not long, it was deep enough to kill him.
Seeing the man paralyzed on the ground, letting the blood on his chest flow more and more, his eyes gradually began to blur. Chen Feifan sighed softly, then stopped caring about him, took steps forward, and observed the surrounding situation.
Chen Feifan began to hate killing. At this moment, he wanted to end the killing here as soon as possible. The only way now was to capture the thief first and capture the king first.
Seeing that Wu Xing was slowly losing, Chen Feifan stepped forward quickly and said behind him: "Old Wu, let me help you."
Xing was not a pushy person and knew that he was about to die. When someone came to help him, of course he would definitely agree.
Chen Feifan took a step forward and stood side by side with Wu Xing. The man opposite him also took a moment to look at him, and he looked at him in the same way. Although this man was not tall, he was not short either, with a tall build and a right hand. Big knife.
"Why is it you?" Wu Xing was a little surprised.
"Old Wu, step back." Chen Feifan still wanted to challenge the person in front of him.
"No!" Wu Xing refused to give in and persuaded: "This person's martial arts is better than mine. I think it would be best if we work together to kill him."
Chen Feifan didn't listen to Wu Xing at all and said to him word by word: "I want to be one-on-one with him."
Wu Xing was worried, but he knew that he didn't have the ability to kill the opponent alone. If Chen Feifan was left one-on-one, he would still be worried.
"Don't worry." Chen Feifan reached out and patted his shoulder and said, "Old Wu, I'm not a big talker."
At this time, the opponent did not move, standing not far away, seemingly listening to the conversation between Chen Feifan and Wu Xing with great interest.
"Okay! Then I will stand aside. You have to be careful." Wu Xing thought it would be better to agree to Chen Feifan first. As long as he sees that the situation is not going well, he can wait for an opportunity to cooperate with him, and the two of them can work together to kill the opponent.
Chen Feifan nodded and said: "Old Wu, please stay a little farther away from me, about six or seven steps away."
Wu Xing raised his head and glanced at the person opposite, without saying anything, and slowly backed away.
"Come on! I'll be your opponent!" Chen Feifan pointed his sword at his opponent. . ..
