Chapter 662

After this attack, Shen Feng's body directly flew back more than ten meters, and barely stabilized his body until he inserted the Baizhan knife into the ground. Moreover, he felt his internal organs trembling. He immediately urged his internal Qi to suppress the tremor.

"What a powerful force!" Shen Feng was surprised.

Leng Fei, who was fighting with the charming woman, saw that Shen Feng was defeated, and the chill in her eyes was more intense. The dagger in her hand was cold and turned into an ice sword in an instant.

Leng Fei's strength will be improved in varying degrees every time she awakens her strength with alcohol. Now her strength is much stronger than before, but she still uses that power when she has to. After all, this power is uncontrollable.

The edge of the ice sword was chilly. It crossed a bright cold light in the air. With a penetrating chill, it hit the fox woman hard.

"Qiang!" A loud cry.

The coquettish woman blocked a pair of daggers in front of her and resisted lengfei's attack, but even people were repulsed directly.

Lengfei took advantage of this gap and retreated to Shen Feng. Her eyes stared at the three and said to Shen Feng, "it's all right."

"It's all right. I just didn't expect this boy to have such strong power." Shen Feng calmed his Qi and blood.

Feng Jian guessed Shen Feng's identity when he saw the evil Qi and burning power he had just used.

"If I guessed right, you should be Shen Feng." Feng Jian sneered at Shen Feng.

"I didn't expect my name to be passed to the shadow." Shen Feng clenched the Baizhan knife and smiled calmly.

"I heard you made Liu Xiang's smelly mother suffer a lot. I didn't expect to see you today, but that's all!" Feng Jian said, narrowed his eyes and stared at lengfei. He smiled again and said, "as for this chick... Hey... I'll be very gentle to you later."

"Die!" Leng feijiao scolded. Although she was very angry, she also knew that the three people in front of her were not simple.

So she reached into her arms and was ready to take out the wine pot, but Shen Feng stopped her, "I can't use these small characters for the time being. I'll give you the woman. These two are mine."

"Yes." Lengfei nodded.

"Come on! Do him! " Feng Jian ordered.

After hearing the order, the strong man and the fox woman attacked respectively.

The strong man rushed towards Shen Feng with heavy steps, then jumped up, held the hammer high above his head, and roared, "shake the hammer!"

This blow is as powerful as before, without any fancy moves, but the only drawback is speed.

Shen Feng learned the lesson just now. He didn't fight with him at all. He dodged aside.

"Bang!" With a dull sound, the war hammer hit the ground hard.

After the hammer hit the ground, the ground trembled slightly, and then it directly disappeared into the ground. Because it was surrounded by woods, it rained again last night, and the soil was soft, so it was difficult to pull out the hammer for a while.

"Fool!" Shen Feng drank coldly, and the blade of Baizhan knife in his hand was cold, and directly cut into the strong man's neck, but Baizhan knife just waved and cut out, "whoosh......" several silver needles flew from the side.

Shen Feng had to give up the attack. With a turn of his wrist, the blade crossed an arc, "Ding Ding..." hit all the silver needles and flew out.

As soon as the silver needle was blown away, the short sword on Feng Jian's left hand stabbed it at a very fast speed.

"Qiang!" Shen Feng lifted his knife like lightning to resist.

At the moment when Shen Feng blocked the short sword attack, the short sword turned its edge again at a very fast speed, and made three movements: rowing, picking and stabbing.

And most people are right-handed. Feng Jian uses his left hand. His attack is more difficult to resist and the angle is more tricky. Maybe this is his advantage.

But even so, these three moves were blocked by Shen Feng without exception.

If the strong man emphasizes strength, then Feng Jian is skill.

"Qiang Qiang......" after a burst of weapon delivery, Feng Jian saw Shen Feng blocking his attack, but a smile appeared at the corners of his mouth: "I haven't met an opponent who can block my attack so perfectly for a long time. I'll play with you today."

Then his wrists and fingers flew, "brush!" The bloody short sword rotated a strange arc and rowed under Shen Feng's ribs.

"I haven't met such an opponent for a long time." Shen Feng looked at the short sword, turned his wrist and held the Baizhan knife in his hand.

Baizhan Dao belongs to long Dao. Although it is a sharp weapon to fight on the ancient battlefield, close combat is certainly not as flexible as short sword. Shen Feng's posture of holding the knife can greatly increase the flexibility of long Dao close combat.

"Qiang!" With a sound of, the back of Baizhan Dao bounced back the attack of the short sword again. When it bounced back to Feng Jian's attack, the blade of Baizhan Dao crossed a black edge and fought back at Feng Jian.

"Yes, I can fight back. It seems that there is no reason why Liu Xiang was planted in your hand." After Feng Jian blocked Shen Feng's attack, he said in a deep voice.

At this time, the strong man had pulled out the Warhammer. The vigorous wind roared on the Warhammer and smashed it to Shen Feng's side.

If only this strong man was alone, Shen Feng could easily deal with him, but Feng Jian's speed and attack skills made him afraid, so he had to be careful all the time and fell into passivity.

Shen Feng felt the fierce wind of the Warhammer approaching, and a cold flash flashed across his eyes. The deaths of Kang Shengguo and Wang Quan are likely to be related to the three people in front of him. Even if they are not closed, they may know some inside information, so we must catch them!

At the thought of this, the evil Qi in Shen Feng's body burst out in an instant, turned into a very strong air wave and spread around.

The blast of this evil spirit was very strong. Feng Jian looked surprised at the blast. Without hesitation, he felt the wind under his feet and quickly retreated back.

The strong man did not hide and continued to smash it with a hammer.

"Bang!" The vigorous wind carried by the Warhammer hit the air wave with a dull sound, counteracting the internal Qi on the Warhammer, and then drove it out.

The strong man's internal Qi is also famous for his strength. Shen Feng's move broke out, only offsetting his attack and forcing him back less than three or four meters.

"Drink!" Just as the strong man stabilized his figure, he gave a low roar, swung the hammer round and hit it again.

"Four armed War Ghost!" Shen Feng roared.

The voice fell, and the evil spirit that had just erupted gathered behind him at a very fast speed. In the twinkling of an eye, it condensed into a huge ghost with a height of four meters.

"Ouch!" The ghosts and gods roared, and the violent breath spread out from them.