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Name:Blue Blade Sword Author:
"Did I let you down?"

Xiao Feng laughed coldly.

Kui kicked the waiter in the buttocks, causing the waiter to be unable to endure the impact and fall down like a dog crawling on the ground.

He looked at the waiter who had been kicked to the ground and said, "Is this what you meant by 'powerless to fight back'?"

"I-I don't know either." I placed Nine Waves Soul Seizing Powder in the teapot. H-how can he possibly still be fine!? " The waiter said in disbelief.

"Old Kui, you don't need to waste your time with him." "Since this piece of trash isn't doing well, we can only rely on ourselves." Li Feiyan stared at Xiao Feng as she spoke.

The scimitar struck.

Its speed was extremely fast, and in the blink of an eye, it arrived in front of Xiao Feng and slashed at his throat with its saber.

Xiao Feng was even faster than Kui.

The sword did not come out of its sheath.

Plum Plum's hands had already reached his wrists after attacking in an extremely tricky manner.

Xiang Kui was greatly alarmed. He had no choice but to withdraw his scimitar and retreat hastily. The scimitar in his other hand naturally wasn't idle, and in the instant that he retreated, it had already reached Xiao Feng's back.

Xiao Feng knew that the two of them were definitely not ordinary people.

Xiao Feng came out of the window with the Blue Radiance Sword in his hand.

"Chase!"

He said a single word towards Kui and followed closely behind.

Li Feiyan glanced at Zhang Yun, who was on the bed, and a peculiar look flashed across her eyes. The horsewhip wrapped around Zhang Yun's body and pulled him away. Without any resistance, Zhang Yun was held by Li Feiyan. She flew out of the window.

The moon was full and the ground was transparent.

Xiao Feng ran out of the city and followed him.

Xiao Feng was puzzled. He did not understand the origins of these people, why they had come to trouble him time and time again, and even wanted to kill him.

However, Kui's scimitar did not allow him to complain.

Kui's scimitar and his saber were fatal, this was the ultimate skill that he was famous for. Once he made a move, he would definitely take someone's life.

However, Xiao Feng's life was not easy to take.

The sword was still in its sheath. Xiao Feng was waiting for the white-clothed woman from the other party.

He wanted to kill both of them.

The biting cold saber art seemed to be on par with the sharp palm art. However, Xiang Kui was eager to achieve what he wanted. The faster he used the scimitar, the more poisonous his techniques became.

However, Xiao Feng was always able to turn the situation around and counterattack.

Xiang Kui could no longer hold it in. This was because he saw that the sword in Xiao Feng's hand had yet to make its move. And tonight, he had come precisely for this sword.

Xiao Feng sneered in his heart. Seeing that Kui was distracted, he slapped his left shoulder. He took three steps back from Kui.

A ten feet long horsewhip wrapped in the sound of the wind attacked Xiao Feng's back.

Li Feiyan arrived in time. Zhang Yun, who was carried by her, was thrown to the side — — perhaps Zhang Yun had also been struck by the Nine Rhythm Soul Stealing Powder. Otherwise, he would not have reacted at all after being tormented like this.

Xiao Feng frowned.

He quickly dodged Li Feiyan's whip attack and launched another attack.

The scimitar and the horsewhip attacked at the same time. From the looks of it, these two would not rest until they achieved their goal tonight.

However, this was the moment Xiao Feng was waiting for.

The sword was finally unsheathed.

The horsewhip was on the left, coiling around Xiao Feng like a snake; the scimitar was on the right, like the scythe of the god of death.

Xiao Feng dodged the horsewhip, and the Blue Radiance Sword headed straight for Kui's scimitar.

This sword was a mighty dragon, the highest existence in the world. No matter if you are a snake or a sickle, you have to kneel in front of it.

In his heart, he knew the power of the sword, which cut through iron like mud.

He could only retreat three feet.

But with this, his defenses were left in front of Xiao Feng.

Xiao Feng was unrelenting as he charged towards Kui Shou.

When Li Feiyan saw this, she was greatly shocked. She swung her horsewhip and forcibly wrapped it around Xiao Feng's Blue Radiance Sword.

Kui took a breath. He tenaciously looked at Kui and didn't stay any longer. The moment the horsewhip wrapped around the sword, he swung his machete towards Xiao Feng's arm that was holding the sword.

The two of them were indeed an old partner. Their teamwork was perfect.

Li Feiyan didn't believe that the sword could cut her horsewhip — it was wrapped in golden silk silkworm, and it was impervious to swords and spears.

But a woman always pays a heavy price for her presumptuous cleverness.

Li Feiyan's confidence was not wrong.

But she had overlooked a fact, a fact she did not know. Xiao Feng's Martial Heart Sutra was one of the top inner force mental cultivation methods in the world. It was comparable to the Shaolin Martial Heart Sutra!

With the help of the Divine Edge of the Blue Radiance Sword, Xiao Feng used his powerful inner force to forcefully break the entangled golden silkworm horsewhip.

Unexpectedly, Li Feiyan found it even more unbelievable.

Xiang Kui's scimitar did not land on Xiao Feng's wrist.

However, Xiao Feng's Blue Radiance Sword had already pierced through his chest.

Staring at Xiao Feng with wide eyes, his gaze slowly shifted down until it was fixed on the Green Radiance Sword.

He, Black Impermanence, had always been the one to take someone's life at night, but he had never thought that there would be a day when others could take his life as well.

It was a naked, naked irony.

Xiao Feng unsheathed the sword without a trace of blood.

He fell to the ground and stared at the night sky. Perhaps, but he also could not believe that he would die in such a way.

Xiao Feng turned around with a frown on his face.

Li Feiyan held Zhang Yun by the neck with one hand, stared at Xiao Feng with reddened eyes, and said with a hoarse voice, "If you kill him, I also want this woman to die with you!"

However, Xiao Feng soon calmed himself down and smiled, "She is not related to me in any way. She is just a friend that we met by chance. But to me, it's useless. "

"I don't believe it!" Li Feiyan roared.

"Believe it or not."

Xiao Feng was already prepared to turn around and leave.

But then he turned around and said, "By the way, I still don't know why you guys have put so much effort into this. Was it just to kill me? I don't think I know you two! "

Li Feiyan did not expect Xiao Feng to not care about Zhang Yun's life and death. The hand she used to hold Zhang Yun's neck was a little stiff. She did not know if she should continue to squeeze or let go of Xiao Feng.

"You killed my husband. This grudge is irreconcilable!"

Li Feiyan angrily roared, her expression extremely sinister. In addition, she was dressed in white, making her look like a ghost lady who had just escaped from hell.

No wonder the two of them called themselves the "Black and White Impermanence".

Xiao Feng was a little worried that Li Feiyan would lose her mind and strangle Zhang Yun. If that happened, he would regret it for the rest of his life. Even the Mongolian would not let him off.

"How about this, I'll spare your life. Release my friend."

Xiao Feng looked at Li Feiyan and said.

"Do you take me for a three-year-old? I have seen more men than you have ever eaten. Do you think I will believe you just because you said a few words? "

Li Feiyan suddenly laughed out loud.

After laughing, he said, "You think you can hide it from me? I can see from your eyes that you can't give up this woman at all — am I right? "

Xiao Feng laughed coldly when he heard this.

"You are indeed very clever." Xiao Feng praised, "But you are not qualified to negotiate with me right now."

"She is my capital!"

Li Feiyan roared.

But after this loud roar, she suddenly let go of Zhang Yun's neck.

Her eyes widened as she turned her head, only to see two old men with graying hair.

Her face began to drip with blood, and she fell to the ground with an expression of great fear.

She died just like her husband, due to extreme unwillingness — but in the face of absolute power, all the unwillingness and unwillingness seemed insignificant.