Chapter 387

"It's no fun to play with you. The battle between us is over! Break it! " Shen Feng drank coldly.

With that, Shen Feng forced his arms fiercely, and cut off a strong force on the Baizhan knife, "bang!" At the sound of, the samurai sword broke, and half of it fell to the ground.

"It's over." Beichen Jiakang looked at the broken samurai sword and fell to the bottom of the valley.

"Die!" Shen Feng roared, burning the strange Baizhan knife and directly cut into Beichen Jiakang's neck.

Beichen Jiakang looked at the ghost like attack and felt that he was locked by the breath of death and could not escape.

"Master, save me!" Beichen Jiakang ghost shouted.

As his voice fell, a low Buddhist horn sounded: "Amitabha!"

After hearing the Buddha's horn, Shen Feng felt that the hundred war knife in his hand was stagnant, as if blocked by an invisible force.

"What the hell, break it for me!" In Shen Feng's eyes, the fine light flashed, the flame on the Baizhan knife exploded, broke through that layer of power and cut down.

"Brush!" With a sound of, the hundred war knife cut through the air and broke the strange power.

Taking advantage of this gap, Beichen Jiakang withdrew from Shen Feng's attack range with a broken knife.

"Who, faking! Come out! " Shen Feng looked warily at the road around him.

"I didn't expect that there are people with such violent power in the Huaxia dragon group. It's really beyond my expectation." A male and female voice came into Shen Feng's ears.

To Shen Feng's surprise, the man used standard Chinese.

Shen Feng followed the sound and looked at you. Behind a big tree not far away, a monk wearing a black monk's robe, medium build and about 40 years old came out.

The monk has several ring scars on his head, his eyes are fierce and evil. He is the master of Beichen family Kang and a monk of Yixin.

When Shen Feng first saw the monk, he noticed a trace of danger from him.

Ren Yinger also felt his back cold when she saw Yixin, but she calmly hugged the little girl around her.

"Who are you!" Shen Feng said in a deep voice to a letter.

A letter looked at Shen Feng, a trace of evil smile appeared on his face, his hands folded and said, "little monk, a letter also comes from China."

"From China?" Shen Feng's heart sank and said coldly, "how can there be a demon monk like you in China!"

"Believe it or not, I'm learning from Huaxia." Yixin still had a smile on his face.

"Master, let's join hands to kill him and catch the woman!" Beichen Jiakang shouted to a letter.

"Amitabha!" A letter first read a Buddha's name, and then took a palm with one hand. The black air in the palm flashed, and a violent breath burst out, hitting Shen Feng in front of him.

This palm contains this evil spirit, which also contains the power of Buddhism similar to Lingyin Temple.

"Whatever the hell you are, kill it first!" Shen Feng's eyes were cold, the black flame of Baizhan knife in his hand exploded, and the knife Qi roared, and he met Yixin's attack.

But as soon as Shen Feng waved his knife out, he felt that the blade was stagnant, which was almost the same as the situation just now, and that force was much stronger than just now.

"It's these tricks again!" Shen Feng scolded in his heart, and his arms forced again. The sensed relic on his left hand suddenly flashed a weak light, which broke the power in an instant.

Shen Feng's eyes were startled. He didn't expect Shen Feng to break his move again.

"Demon monk, die for me!"

Baizhan's blade was sharp and sharp, and directly cut to Yixin's palm.

Yixin didn't have a sharp blade in his hand. He didn't dare to fight with Shen Feng. He immediately put away his palm and stepped back.

A letter retreated, but Shen Feng did not retreat. The blade roared and continued to attack.

"Master, I'll help you!" Beichen Jiakang shouted and waved the broken Taidao. When he was about to rush up, he whispered in Dongdao language: "don't worry about me, catch the woman first!"

Beichen Jiakang knew for a moment and rushed towards Ren Yinger and the little girl.

Shen Feng didn't understand the words of the letter, but he knew their purpose when he saw that Beichen Jiakang rushed to Ren Yinger.

So Shen Feng attacked Yixin's body and suddenly stagnated. He shouted at Ren Yinger, "come to me!"

Ren Yinger can't run past Beichen Jiakang. It's safe to come to her side. Ren Yinger knows for a moment and comes straight to Shen Feng.

After that, when he was ready to step back to support Ren Yinger, Yixin took the initiative to attack. He would not let Shen Feng succeed.

"Black Buddha palm!" A black pattern of a letter suddenly flashed out in the palm of his hand and attacked Shen Feng's back heart.

"Get out of here!" Shen Feng suddenly turned around and waved his left fist to meet the black 'Xuan' pattern.

Just as Shen Feng's left fist was close to the black pattern, the Sensen relic fluctuated again. Qin Yun saw a golden flash in the palm of his left hand, and the flame on his fist showed a golden pattern.

"What!" Monk Yixin was shocked, but it was too late.

"Boom!" With a sound of, one black and one gold, the two 'sticks' patterns hit each other hard.

At the moment of impact, the golden '卍' pattern suppressed the black '卍' pattern.

"Poof!" A blood arrow shot out of his mouth. His body flew upside down like a broken kite and fell heavily on the ground.

Shen Feng was surprised. He didn't expect his fist to be so powerful, but at this moment he didn't have time to take care of so many things, because Beichen Jiakang had rushed to Ren Yinger's not far away.

Shen Feng swung his right arm round and threw the Baizhan knife out.

"Whoosh!" With a sound of, the blade of Baizhan was cold and shot directly at Beichen Jiakang.

Beichen Jiakang sensed the approaching of Baizhan Dao, and his body suddenly stagnated. Baizhan Dao crossed in front of him and directly inserted into the ground. Then Beichen Jiakang continued to rush in the direction of Ren Yinger.

Shen Feng took advantage of this opportunity to quickly meet Ren Yinger.

"It's too late." Beichen Jiakang looked at Shen Feng coming and bit his teeth. Learning from Shen Feng, he also threw out half of his samurai sword.

It doesn't matter that he doesn't have weapons now. As long as Ren Yinger is controlled, all problems will be solved.

"Whoosh!" With a sound, half of the samurai sword directly rowed in front of Shen Feng.

Now, Shen Feng has only two choices. One is to dodge. If so, he is likely to miss the opportunity to meet Ren Yinger.

The other is to resist a knife and join Ren Yinger.