Domineering!

Naked domineering, not even qualified to be their enemy.

"Your Excellency, do you really want to meet each other?"

Yang Xin's face instantly became gloomy, and the other party was humiliating them.

"I said, you are not worthy, if you don't leave, you will all become a dead body!"

The man in black lowered the hat, and a murderous aura radiated from him.

The two sides are in a stalemate, and the air is getting colder and colder.

"I can give you a chance, who can take my cut, we will turn around and leave immediately, if not, get out of the way!"

After a few breaths of silence, the middle man continued.

With one cut, can it be that among the six of them, even one of them can't catch one?

Xia Xuan’s example is still here. Except Yang Xin, no one dares to say that they can take the knife. Wang Ziao is a master of the knife, and at this time he also has a heavy look. He is not sure. If he is sure, it would be long. Shot.

Not to mention Tong Shen, what he cultivates is the whip technique, and he is good at long-range attacks. He is not used to drawing swords at close range, and even worse than Xia Xuan.

Each has its own strengths and shortcomings. Li Xiaoran is suitable for stealth killing, and it is not her strong point for frontal combat. Everyone turned their eyes on Yang Xin and Ye Feng.

Yang Xin has not seen him use a weapon so far, and has always used a pair of fists to confront the enemy and face the swordsmanship.

Ye Feng displayed a pair of palms, obviously not suitable for shots, is it really going to be pushed out.

"I come!"

Yang Xin took the initiative to stand up. If he doesn't stand up, they really will get out.

No one stopped it. Ye Feng was going to stop it, but after another thought, let it go. Just take this opportunity to test Yang Xin's bottom line.

"Withdraw your weapon, you have only one chance!"

The cold voice of the black-clothed man in the middle seemed to pierce the human spirit.

"No, I don't like using weapons!"

Yang Xin looked indifferent, and actually wanted to take the knife with both hands.

"Dare to despise my sword technique. If you can take this sword, I will spare you not to die. If you can't, you will die!"

The man in black actually thought that Yang Xin was despising him and did not use weapons. If he took the knife, he would choose to leave, if not, he would choose to kill Yang Xin.

No one spoke, the surroundings fell into deathly silence, Xia Xuan's injuries had been stopped, and Ye Feng and the others retreated to the wall.

There was a silent confrontation, the space suddenly solidified, and the man in black put his right hand on the handle of the knife.

"brush!"

The knife, out of its sheath, was enough to match everything, and no one could see when the knife light appeared.

"The earth is boundless!"

Yang Xin held up his hands, a vigorous momentum appeared, and he wanted to shake the knife away.

"laugh!"

The gas shield disappeared, and the light of the knife was actually all-encompassing. Yang Xin's gas shield had no resistance and was directly cut open.

A touch of blood flowed from the corner of Yang Xin's mouth, and the sword aura entered his body. Like Xia Xuan, a long opening appeared on his chest.

The knife was not in its sheath, and the cold murderous aura was even stronger.

"I said, if you can't take my cut, you will die!"

The blade exudes an unbelievable light, still draws the sword, slashes down in the air, in an incomparable posture, even more terrifying than the previous one. Yang Xin's face showed a trace of astonishment. He couldn't avoid this one. Shenwu four layers around.

The light of the sword is getting closer and closer, unless Yang Xin chooses to retreat and seek self-protection, this may save his life, but the other party said that as long as he can't take the sword, he will die, so no matter how Yang Xin retreats, people in black will not. Let him go.

Arrogant, today Ye Feng has also seen what dignity is and what is survival of the fittest.

In the face of absolute power, any law can be trampled on. The inn is ordered by them first, and the opponent's strength is higher than them, they can be driven away or even killed. This is the law of the jungle that the warrior believes in.

"Chang!"

When the blade stabbed Yang Xin, there was a clanging sound, and the long knife bounced back. Yang Xin was spared from death. In front of Yang Xin, a figure appeared with a long sword in his hand.

"It's interesting, you can actually take my knife!"

The man in black was scabbarded with a sword, looked at Ye Feng standing in front of Yang Xin, and raised his head slightly. Ye Feng could clearly see the man's chin, but he still couldn't hide his sarcasm.

Wang Ziao and others were stunned. They all thought that Yang Xin would die with this sword, and none of them could save it. At this critical moment, Ye Feng disappeared, and a long sword appeared inexplicably in his hand, making them unable to save. Accepted, Ye Feng took the knife.

"It's just that!"

Ye Feng's mouth was filled with a cold smile.

"Crazy enough, I like it!"

Ye Feng's tone was even more frenzied than the black-clothed man, and on the contrary, it drew the other's appreciation.

"But you are going to die today!"

The cold killing intent spread towards Ye Feng.

"Big Brother Yang Xin, are you okay!"

Wang Ziao and others hurried up, took out the hemostatic pill and started to stop the bleeding from the wound.

"Nothing!"

Yang Xin seemed to be unaware of the pain, and looked at Ye Feng with a gloomy expression. From the depths of his eyes, there was an inexplicable profoundness. Ye Feng saved his life, but he couldn't see it in his eyes. A hint of gratitude.

"If you can take my sword, we will leave immediately. If you can't take it, get out!"

This time it was Ye Feng's turn to say the same thing, his voice was very cold, and he responded nakedly with what the man in black had just said.

"interesting!"

The man in black pushed the hat up, revealing a faint arc at the corner of his mouth.

"I promised you!"

The man in black showed a pair of murderous eyes, and from his eyes, he could see the meaning of a sword.

"Ye Feng..."

Wang Ziao and the others showed a look of surprise, it was impossible for Ye Feng to defeat his opponent with a single sword.

"But I have a condition. If I take a sword from you, they will all die, including you of course!"

The man in black added that if he takes Ye Feng's sword, all of them will die. This is the price, the price of defying him.

Wang Ziao and the others are not at peace. Of course, they don't want to put their lives in Ye Feng's hands. If they take a step back, they can safely leave here. If Ye Feng fails, they will all die.

"Ye Feng, are you sure?"

Wang Ziao asked in a low voice.

"No!"

Ye Feng's answer was simple, he was really not sure, if he said yes, only 10%.

"No, let's give it a step, let them give the guest room!"

Perhaps Xia Xuan was affected by the knife just now, and she was afraid. She would rather sleep on the street than lose her life.

Ye Feng was silent, did not speak, the sword of killing was tightly held in the palm of his hand.

Li Xiaoran hesitated on his face. If they agreed, everyone's lives would be placed in Ye Feng's hands.

"I also have a request, if I lose, they leave and I die!"

Ye Feng didn't answer anyone's question, but said to the man in black, and also offered a condition, because he had seen the fear of death in everyone's faces.

Yang Xin was afraid of death, and Wang Ziao was no exception. Xia Xuan showed a weak side. Li Xiaoran even saw a trace of terror. Tong Shen's eyes were still so honest, and he couldn't hide a trace of hesitation.

"I promise you, they compare with you, kill them, and even insult my knife!"

The people in black agreed to Ye Feng's request, and if they took Ye Feng's cut, they could leave.

The momentum of the two sides was on the verge of triggering, the black-clothed man's right hand was on the hilt, and the sword of killing was still hanging down, making a noise.

Prince Aojie helped Yang Xin to retreat, all eyes fell on Ye Feng's body, even a little guilty. They all began to doubt Ye Feng just now. No one stood up to support Ye Feng, but first considered their own. life.

The sword intent radiated unscrupulously, and the fierce sword aura permeated the beard void. The sword intent had already formed before the sword came out, and the terrible sword intent evolved into various forms in the void.

Sometimes cold Bingfeng, sometimes sonorous blade...

Various forms quickly rushed towards Ye Feng, wanting to smash Ye Feng's body, this is the point where he has realized the intent of the seven-point sword, this person is a strong enemy, this is Ye Feng's thinking at this time, and it is not a normal enemy.

Fortunately, it wasn't a life-and-death struggle, it was just a move. With the opponent's Shenwu four-level realm, it shouldn't be very difficult to kill Ye Feng, but today they have one move to determine the outcome, that is, Ye Feng only has one chance.

If Ruowu's sword intent radiated from Ye Feng's body, those flying sword auras were annihilated by the sword intent, and they could not get close. The two of them were still frozen in place. The more they were like this, the atmosphere became more and more weird.

Even some people have forgotten to breathe. Those who are standing on the top of the attic, except for those with a strong realm, cannot raise their heads because they are oppressed by their sword intent and sword intent.

The sword intent is getting stronger and stronger, the sword intent is getting stronger and stronger, and the aura of both of them is climbing. The men in black, standing on both sides of the black man in the middle, took the initiative to step back to both sides, and they felt the pressure.

Life and death throbbed, sometimes in an instant.

sword!

On the attack, the Slaughter Sword moved strangely, drawing a beautiful arc in an instant, no one could understand what the trajectory was, full of incredible.

The sword is out, let's see if the man in black can resist this sword.

Everyone has seen the sword technique of the man in black just now, and there is no need for everyone to doubt it, now we have to see if Ye Feng can hit the man in black with this sword. If not, the consequences will naturally be known.

"Chang!"

Knife, unsheathed.

The fierce sword energy slashed in the air, very terrifying, covering almost every inch of space. Ye Feng's swordsmanship was even completely shrouded by the sword intent, like a stranded fish, struggling to get rid of the situation in front of him.

The Jianfeng turned, suddenly separated from a thin slit, turned into an incomparable sharp light, and slashed down at the man in black.

Everyone's eyes shrank, and no one could think of how Ye Feng did it. His swordsmanship has been restrained by the swordsmanship. How could he separate a ray of sword energy from such a small space and stab the man in black directly .

"laugh!"

Sword energy enters the body...