I saw that the other party was holding a long iron stick, on which the blue light lingered, and when it danced, there was a gust of wind whistling.
But in the face of the surging sword qi, the wind stick had a very solemn face, as if he could see that ordinary moves could not block this powerful sword qi.
So he could only resist with the same powerful move.
And when the long stick that lingered in the blue light met the sword qi of the torture wind, the wind stick that was not prepared was still shocked by this force and took several steps back.
At this moment, an emaciated figure fell from a high place and came to the side of Xingfeng.
"I'm sorry, his martial arts are more restrained and I can't stop him."
"I see."
Seeing that the clothes on Huang Xiaotian's body became tattered, the dagger in his hand was missing several cuts.
Thinking about the types of martial arts of these two people, Xing Feng understands what is going on.
"You should fight with the guy with the knife, both of them were playing assassination, and both of them were injured.
Can you do it?"
Hearing Xing Feng's words, Huang Xiaotian looked at the same embarrassed knife ghost, and smiled disdainfully after looking at it for a while.
"Hmph, I'm not afraid of anyone."
"Okay, I'll leave that guy to you, let him die a little more painfully."
After saying that, Xingfeng stepped forward with his sword and rushed towards the wind stick that came from behind.
And the wind stick is also interested in competing with a sword master like Xing Feng to see what kind of swordsmanship the other party can have and how powerful it is.
Seeing that the two of them were fighting together like this, and the knife ghost was just about to go up to help, but found that Huang Xiaotian, who was not far away, had been staring at him all the time.
For the same kind, the sword ghost knows very well what the other party will do when he acts rashly.
"Made, if you're not afraid of death, come here" With an unhappy curse, the knife ghost turned around and left quickly.
And after Huang Xiaotian saw the other party's movements, his figure also flashed and followed.
This was the beginning of the battle between the two of them.
Unlike other people's battles, killers like them are not good at frontal combat, so the most suitable battlefield will not be on the street.
After a little fight with the person in front of him, Xing Feng understood that the other party's positive strength was much stronger than the previous guy.
A long stick dances flexibly and powerfully, and there are few offensive opportunities to seize between the two attacks.
But if he continued to fight like this, Xingfeng didn't know how long it would take for the other party's medicinal effect to wear off, so he didn't want to drag it into a protracted war.
Since the other party has no flaws, the punishment wind will give him a flaw.
I saw that the fierce bullying stepped forward, his left hand wrapped in silver light, and punched the opponent's chest.
The long sword in the right hand is clenched in the hand and ready to be fired.
And the wind stick didn't expect the torture wind to come with such a move, so he had to jump back in a hurry.
The long stick in his hand flew in the air, and he struck at the temple of Xingfeng, trying to take the opportunity to abolish Xingfeng.
But the punishment wind that had been prepared for a long time was a straight stab with the long sword in his right hand, and then his body spun violently, dodging the long stick swung by the other party.
At the same time, several sword marks were drawn on the chest of the wind stick.
"Well, it looks like you can't die a happy death."
"Hehe, let's see who dies first."
After suffering a loss at the hands of Xing Feng, the arrogant nature of the wind stick was also a little angry.
He has never been the only one who has played with others in his moves, and no one has been able to do this to him in reverse.
"The Storm Rises" With a loud shout, the dust on the ground around the wind stick moved without wind, like a whirlwind rising from the ground, enveloping him in the center.
Wherever you go, the wind goes.
"Is it useful to look at bluffing?"
"You'll find out in a moment" After saying that, the wind stick rushed over with a whirlwind that kept circling, and from the momentum point of view, it was also powerful.
But Xing Feng still didn't understand what this circling wind was used for, and what was the effect of this obvious waste of internal force However, he was soon amazed by the way the opponent fought.
The rushing wind stick first came with an ordinary sweep, and just as the torture wind dodged.
The wind stick suddenly let go of the long stick in his hand.
When the long stick was about to land, the whirlwind that had been hovering around the wind stick suddenly accelerated and hit the long stick hanging in the air.
Let the loose stick spin in the air, and swing it at the torture wind again.
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And the wind stick with empty hands didn't stand like this, when the long stick spun, he had already stepped forward, just like the routine before Xingfeng, his fist wrapped the cyan light, and hit Xingfeng's chest hard.
Although Xingfeng couldn't dodge, he wasn't ready to dodge this punch.
Rather, it is the same left-handed fist swing, attacking instead of defending.
Anyway, the two of them don't practice boxing, so the power of this punch is not much different.
Even if the other party has demonic energy to help.
Sure enough, after the two fists collided, they took a step back from each other and regained their distance.
"Bells and whistles, it's quite interesting" For the moves of the wind stick, Xing Feng suddenly found it interesting, but he just found it interesting.
Because he found that although this way of fighting looked gorgeous and varied, the price was reduced in power.
"Hmph, the dead duck will wait for me to break your limbs, and then throw you out into the street, so that you can feel the city at night."
"You don't have a chance" After saying the cruel words, it is time to prove it.
The two brandished their blades again, and after a few exchanges, there were bursts of sparks.
And just as the Wind Stick released the long stick again, the silver light on the Wind Torture Sword flickered again.
"A Sword Chasing the Shadow" At very close range, the weapon is out of hand.
In the blink of an eye, the torture wind turned into a silver flash, and instantly approached the unsuspecting wind stick.
Before the other party could react, a sword pierced the opponent's chest.
It made the wind stick look shocked, and looked at the long sword in his chest in disbelief.
"Since you saved the dog, let you bear my wrath instead of him" A punch, an uppercut from the bottom up.
Directly flew into the air with a punch of a wind stick that was powerless to resist.
"A Sword Breaks the Light" The silver light on the sword was sheng, and with the anger and killing intent of the torture wind, it swung towards the wind stick in mid-air, the sword light flashed, and when the wind stick landed again, there were no hands.
And there are several new deep wounds on his body.
"Sending you on the road to the rain is shaking" Looking at the dying wind stick that fell to the ground, Xing Feng directly stretched out his left hand to the silver light of the long sword.
Then he struggled to wipe it, and the silver light on the sword attached to his left hand.
I saw that Xing Feng's left hand was glowing with dazzling silver light, replacing the long sword in his right hand, and swung his fist at the wind stick lying on the ground.
"Bang Bang" Two huge noises exploded suddenly, one was a large pit of silver light that was shattered layer by layer, and the other was a street building that was affected by this blow.
What was originally a powerful blow of cutting damage was turned into diffuse damage containing explosive power by the torture wind.
And the wind stick in the center of the attack also left only a trace of blood, broken into slag.
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