Chapter 528

When the rebuke fell, the blade of the long sword in the middle-aged man's hand suddenly stagnated and stopped in place.

Shen Feng's Baizhan Dao, which was ready to attack, also stopped and looked coldly at the direction of the woman's voice.

I saw a woman wearing gray casual clothes and horsetail coming from a distance. She was very beautiful and playful, with a trace of ability. She had a bamboo flute in one hand and a short sword hanging around her waist.

Moreover, a poisonous python with a length of three and a half meters and a thick arm was followed. The poisonous Python was also dark, and the scales on the body surface were shiny black and glittering with the light of metal texture.

"Hiss, hiss..." the poisonous Python vomited a poison letter to Shen Feng, which made people's scalp numb.

Shen Feng was so angry that he was not afraid at all. He looked at the mouth of the poisonous Python and said with a faint smile: "if such a big snake makes a pot of snake soup, it must taste very beautiful."

After hearing Shen Feng's words, the beauty's face immediately cooled down: "if it weren't for your sake of being a demon, I would have fed you to the snake."

"I feed snakes or snakes feed me. I really haven't tasted such a big snake soup." The blade of the hundred battles blade in Shen Feng's hand was cold, and a fierce light flashed from the bottom of his eyes.

"You..." the beauty looked at the Baizhan knife in Shen Feng's hand, and her face showed an angry look. "You dare to move my snake."

"Brush!" With a, the Baizhan knife in Shen Feng's hand crossed a half moon like edge in the night sky, and the edge went straight to the poisonous python.

The poisonous Python was also a living creature. It looked at Shen Feng, who was angry all over, and even showed a trace of fear in his eyes.

"You dare!" The beauty scolded, pulled out the short sword at her waist and went up against Shen Feng's Baizhan knife.

"Qiang!" With a sound of, the two blades hit each other, and a dazzling fire was hit in the night sky.

At present, Shen Feng's attack power and strength are undoubtedly very strong. The beauty is not Shen Feng's opponent at all. After a blow, her body shape was directly repulsed by Shen Feng.

"Miss!" The middle-aged man gave a low cry, and the long sword in his hand mercilessly attacked Shen Feng's back.

"Full moon cut!" Shen Feng whispered, and the Baizhan sword in his hand swung round in an instant. A round of moon like light flashed across the edge of the Baizhan sword, making his own defense airtight.

But the strength of the middle-aged man far exceeded Shen Feng's accident. At the moment when the swords hit each other, Shen Feng felt that his arm was numb, and the Baizhan knife in his hand almost got out of his hand, and was three or four steps back.

"What!" After Shen Feng stabilized his figure, he suddenly looked surprised. He didn't expect that the strength of this seemingly insignificant middle-aged man didn't belong to ice emperor sage of zero organization.

"If the land of China is really crouching tiger, hidden dragon, it seems to be more and more interesting." Shen Feng whispered, "the ghost king of Jiuyou!"

As Shen Feng's voice fell, the evil spirit in his body suddenly burst out. The evil spirit condensed into a ghost nearly four meters tall behind Shen Feng at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The ghost's face was ferocious, "roar!" It looked at the middle-aged man in front of him and gave a low roar.

The roar echoed for a long time in the secluded mountains and forests, and looked very strange.

The three people present looked at the appearance of the ghost and God, and their eyes were shocked, because at this time, Shen Feng was completely like a changed person, his eyes were red, and a ferocious smile appeared on his face.

"Your boy is possessed!" The middle-aged man was not only strong and powerful, but also had enough combat experience. He looked at Shen Feng in front of him and immediately shouted.

"Come on, fight me!" Shen Feng smiled grimly, raised his Baizhan knife with both hands, and then fiercely waved and cut down.

"Brush!" With a sound of, the Baizhan knife crossed a cold awn in the air, and a sharp knife gas cut out and flew directly to the middle-aged man.

"Dao Qi!" The middle-aged man's eyes sank, the sword edge in his hand was cold, and a strong internal Qi gushed out on the blade. The internal Qi was released from the sword, forming a sword Qi and meeting Shen Feng's attack.

"Boom!" With a sound of, the knife Qi and sword Qi hit each other and burst in the air, forming a vigorous wind flying everywhere. For a moment, the fallen leaves in the woods were flying, and Shen Feng fought with the middle-aged man.

The beauty looked at the battle group in front of her and frowned. She didn't understand why Shen Feng, a man of the demon sect, didn't hesitate to fight with his own people to protect the monks of Lingyin Temple.

The monk's face was a little purple and leaned weakly against the tree.

"Bang!" Shen Feng and the middle-aged man fought with each other.

After stabilizing his body, the middle-aged man said in a deep voice, "boy, the devil sect and Lingyin Temple are incompatible. Why do you want to help these bald donkeys?"

"Did I say I was from the demon clan? Besides, I'm just asking you to hand over the antidote! " Shen Feng whispered.

Although Shen Feng used the power of magic blood now, he didn't fully stimulate the power of magic blood, so his consciousness was still clear.

After that, the edge of Baizhan Dao flashed again and directly cut into the middle-aged man's neck.

"Since you insist, don't blame me for being cruel!" The middle-aged man turned his wrist and the long sword in his hand was like a poisonous snake. A gorgeous sword flower shook out in the air and attacked Shen Feng at an extremely tricky angle.

If he competes with his strength and internal Qi, Shen Feng is not inferior to him, but he is not good at swordsmanship and sabre. His moves are only moves realized by instinct. There are no fancy moves, only the simplest killing moves.

"Roar!" The ghost and God behind Shen Feng roared fiercely, and the evil spirit in his hand condensed into a huge Sabre about two and a half meters long.

With Shen Feng's hundred battles knife, the sabre directly hit the long sword in the middle-aged man's hand.

The attack area of the sabre is very large. The fancy moves of the middle-aged man don't seem to work, "bang!" The attack of the long sword was directly lifted out, forcing the middle-aged man back more than ten steps.

"Good boy, it seems that I still underestimate you!" The middle-aged man whispered.

"Hand over the antidote. I can treat it as if nothing had happened." Shen Feng said coldly.

"I poisonous dragon sect will never compromise with anyone. I want an antidote unless I am defeated!" The middle-aged man's fighting spirit was also stimulated, and the powerful internal Qi burst out in his body. His clothes were windless and automatically, and the internal Qi on the long sword in his hand leaked out, as if it had grown a bit invisible.

"Poisonous dragon chop!" The middle-aged man roared, the long sword in his hand was sharp, and a huge sword Qi about three meters long flew over against Shen Feng.