Chapter 405

Shen Feng's back had a big hole in the room because of the four armed War Ghost.

Sawdust was flying in the room. For a moment, he couldn't see anything at all, but as soon as he rushed into the room, a chill came from his side.

"Brush!" With a sound of, a sharp knife spirit flew over and fiercely cut to his side.

At the same time, beichenshou rushed from the dark place, raised the samurai sword above his head with both hands, and fiercely chopped at Shen Feng.

"Sinister guy, no wonder he hasn't come out. He's been waiting for me in the room!" Shen Feng scolded in his heart, and then a strange black light flashed from the heavenly demon ring in his hand.

Then his eyes became dark, and a layer of dark evil spirit lingered around him. An angry roar came out of the mouth of the ghost God behind him.

"Roar!" With the roar, the evil spirit burst out, forming a powerful air wave and spreading around.

"Bang!" At first, the blast collided with the knife Qi cut by Beichen Shou, and made a dull noise.

The power of this evil spirit is very strong. After the collision, beichenshou's knife Qi instantly dissipated in the air. After the explosion of the evil spirit dispersed beichenshou's knife Qi, he continued to rush towards beichenshou.

Beichen Shou looked at the angry wave coming towards his face, flashed a fierce look in his eyes, and then shouted, "I'm the master of Beichen's family. How can I be defeated in your hands."

After saying that, a touch of blood rose from the bottom of his eyes.

At the moment when the blood red appeared, Beichen Shou's momentum suddenly increased, and his originally shriveled figure became strong.

The kimono on the body also made a sound of hunting without wind, and the blood red instantly spread on the white samurai sword in the hand, and shone a strange blood red.

"Extreme knife flow, broken blade!" Beichen shouts wildly, and the warrior blade with blood awn in his hand is cold and cuts in the face of the air wave.

"Brush!" With a sound of, the samurai sword with evil red awn crossed the air wave and divided it into two.

Beichen Shou's body shape was only a slight lag, suddenly accelerated and continued to cut towards Shen Feng's side.

"No!" Shen Feng felt the approaching danger behind him and was suddenly surprised in his heart.

But the surprised thought just flashed by. Shen Feng quickly responded, suddenly turned around and cut back the edge of the hundred war knife in his hand.

"Qiang!" The two knives hit each other hard.

Beichen Shou's strength soared under this state. He didn't fall behind in the face of Shen Feng. In this way, they were deadlocked together.

And under this blow, there was a ripple in the air.

However, neither of them cares about these. What they think now is to cut each other off!

"Old man, you're old! It can't be my opponent! " Shen Feng kept his dark eyes on Beichen.

"Shen Feng, I have to admit that you are strong, but you are still young if you want to defeat me. You can't go out of the door of my Beichen house today!" Beichen Shousheng shouted in the Chinese language.

"I will not only go out of Beichen's house, but also take the knife in your hand!" Shen Feng whispered.

The sword is like a name to a warrior, especially the sword in beichenshou's hand is still handed down by his ancestors.

"I killed you!" Beichen Shou's eyes were red, and the muscles of his arms suddenly bulged. He cut at Shen Feng with a knife.

Beichen had great power to defend this sabre, which drove Shen Feng back three or four steps.

While Shen Feng retreated, the four arm War Ghost behind him roared, and the weapons on his four arms smashed at beichenshou.

Beichenshou knew the power of the four armed War Ghost and didn't dare to be careless at all. The samurai sword with red awn in his hand suddenly soared on the star.

"Qiang!" With a sound of, it hit with the weapon of the four armed War Ghost.

After the weapon attack, beichenshou's eyes sank, his wrist turned, and the red awn warrior blade swept across Shen Feng's abdomen.

As soon as Shen Feng stabilized his body, he saw the attack of beichenshou coming in front of him.

"No, I must make a quick decision." Shen Feng looked at the attack of beichenshou, with infinite cold in his eyes.

"The devil!" Shen Feng roared, ready to use his unique skill of pressing the bottom of the box to kill the Beichen guard as soon as possible.

As Shen Feng's voice fell, the ferocious head of the heavenly demon ring suddenly flashed, and a red light suddenly flashed in his eyes.

At the moment when the red light of the ferocious head appeared, the black evil spirit on Shen Feng's body surface was stained with a trace of blood red, and a ferocious smile appeared on his cold face.

The blood red spread to the whole body and the four armed War Ghost.

"Roar!" The four armed War Ghost sent out an excited roar, and he seemed very excited.

"I fought with you! Pole knife flow, wind cut! " Beichen shouts.

His attack has come to Shen Feng's face. There is no room for mitigation. He can only attack with a hard head.

After the blood red power broke out, the ghost behind Shen Feng seemed to have his own consciousness. Looking at the attack of Beichen Shou, his eyes showed a trace of disdain.

It didn't seem to have the intention to attack Beichen Shou. It just waved its weapons and defended Shen Feng tightly.

This knife went on, and beichenshou's all-out attack didn't play any role at all.

But he didn't give up at all. The snow in his hand waved continuously, but they were all defended by the four armed War Ghost without exception.

"Now it's my turn, bloody blade!" Shen Feng gave a low roar, and the Baizhan Dao seemed to have just been taken out from the sea of blood.

Then, he separated from the four armed War Ghost, and his body shape disappeared in place.

Beichenshou's pupils widened. He felt the smell of death. He wanted to avoid it, but the speed was too fast. In a twinkling of an eye, he came to his eyes.

Moreover, the breath above seemed to lock him, and he could not dodge at all.

"It's over!" Beichen Shou's eyes showed a look of despair. Just about to lift the samurai sword to resist.

"Brush!" With a sound of, Shen Feng's body appeared behind beichenshou, who still kept the posture of raising his knife, but there was a blood line on his chest.

"I'm the Lord of the house. I gave a Chinese one for nothing..." Beichen Shou looked at the blood line on his chest. Before he finished, the blood in his mouth and chest rushed out, choking all his words in his throat.

Then, "poop." With a sound, Beichen Shou's body fell straight down