Chapter 663

The ghost was dark red and had four strong arms. Each arm held different weapons. It looked at the strong man with copper bell like eyes, gave a low roar in its mouth, and waved weapons to meet him.

There is no doubt about the power of the four armed War Ghost. When he met the mutant lizard in base 3, Shen Feng could even face its attack with the power of the four armed War Ghost. No matter how strong the strong man is, he is not as strong as the big guy. Moreover, Shen Feng's strength has long been different.

The four armed War Ghost can be ordered by Shen Feng's consciousness to attack alone.

"Dong!" The four weapons in the hands of the four armed War Ghost collided with the hammer firmly, making a dull noise.

After the muffled noise, the strong man felt that his arms holding the hammer were numb and his throat was sweet, "Wow!" A blood arrow shot out of his mouth and flew backwards like a kite with a broken line. It hit the ground more than ten meters away and kept struggling.

Fortunately, the ground here is soft, which avoids secondary injury.

However, after the four armed War Ghost repelled the strong man, the weapons condensed by evil Qi in his hands became very weak and almost scattered it, which shows the strong attack of the strong man.

"What!" Feng Jian looked at the strong man being hit by the four armed War Ghost. His eyes were shocked. He didn't expect that the ghost behind Shen Feng could burst out such a powerful force.

"It seems that I still underestimate you!" The corners of Feng Jian's mouth raised slightly, and a trace of cold appeared in his eyes.

Then the bloody short sword in his left hand was sharp and cut directly towards his right forearm.

"Brush!" With a sound of, the Blood Sword with short hair scratched a blood mark on his arm. Blood seeped out of the blood mark and stained on the blood sword.

After the Blood Sword touched his blood, it 'sucked' all the blood.

"Left hand blood sword, sacrifice!" Feng Jian's voice fell, and the Blood Sword flashed a strange blood light in the night.

Shen Feng looked at Feng Jian's change and his eyes sank. If he had just played the strength equivalent to the congenital perfection realm, the momentum at this time had fully exceeded this realm!

"Blood Sword kill!" Feng Jian gave a low roar, and a touch of blood flashed from the bottom of his eyes. His body rushed towards Shen Feng.

Come on, very fast! Feng Jian's body shape almost came to Shen Feng in an instant. The blood sword in his hand, with a bloody breath, directly rowed to Shen Feng's chest.

"What a fast speed!" Shen Feng was surprised. The speed was faster than himself in his heyday.

"Get out of here!" Shen Feng roared, and the blade of Baizhan sword in his hand was cold, facing the bloody sword.

But Feng Jian's speed was very fast. He had no intention to fight Shen Feng. His body retreated two steps backward like a ghost, making Shen Feng's knife empty.

Feng Jian took advantage of this gap and slammed from the side. His sharp Blood Sword stabbed Shen Feng's ribs. He didn't give Shen Feng any reaction time at all.

At this time, the four armed War Ghost on Shen Feng sent out a low roar, "Ow!" With a sound, the weapon in its hand hit Feng Jian's head.

Feng Jian's eyes sank, a trace of fine light flashed from the bottom of his eyes, the wind blew under his feet, dodged again, and then whispered, "go!"

The voice fell. He suddenly threw out the bloody short sword in his hand and flew to Shen Feng.

Feng Jian made a series of actions in an instant, almost perfect seamless connection. While avoiding the attack of four armed War ghosts, he launched a fatal attack on Shen Feng.

"Bang!" The four armed War Ghost's attack hit the ground hard. The ground was shocked, and countless mud splashed everywhere. The ground was also hit by its great power, and a deep pit with a diameter of nearly one and a half meters was hit.

The four armed War Ghost encountered the same situation as the strong man, that is, the weapon fell into the soft soil.

"No!" Shen Feng looked at the blood sword flying from the side, tried his best to urge the evil Qi, gathered the evil Qi on his side to resist the attack of the blood sword.

"Poof!" The blood sword was extremely sharp, like cutting tofu, and disappeared into the evil spirit in an instant. Fortunately, Shen Feng's evil spirit was strong, and the edge of the blood sword was blocked by the evil spirit.

Although he stopped his attack, the edge of the bloody sword was less than five centimeters away from Shen Feng's body. He could already feel the bloody murderous spirit on the tip of the sword.

Seeing that the blocking attack was resisted, Feng Jian frowned slightly, the two fingers of his left hand were a sword, then pointed to the blood arrow and whispered, "come back!"

"Buzzing, buzzing..." the blood sword was like being able to understand his words. The sword body trembled slightly, and the blood light flashed past and flew back to his hand in an instant.

Shen Feng knows that a master of internal Qi cultivation can use the sword as the medium to cut out the sword Qi and sword Qi. Similarly, internal Qi can also use itself as the medium to control the sword. This is a deeper way to control the sword with Qi. This kind of sword with Qi is only rumored. He hasn't seen it with his own eyes. This is the first time.

However, Shen Feng doesn't know that Feng Jian controls the sword not by Qi, but by his own blood

On one side, lengfei and the seductive woman fought hard, but lengfei also saw the situation here, and her heart was also heavy.

"Unexpectedly, the shadow crouching tiger, Hidden Dragon really opened my eyes!" Shen Feng stared at Feng Jian tightly.

"You're just a frog at the bottom of a well. You're still trying to deal with us. It's still too young!" Feng Jian cold tunnel.

"It's the first time I've heard that the dragon group is a frog at the bottom of a well. Even if you can control the sword with Qi, you'll still be defeated by me today!" Shen Feng stared at Feng Jian and suddenly showed a ferocious color on his face.

"Arrogance!" Feng Jian gave a low roar. His left fingers showed the sword again and controlled the sword with blood again.

"Whoosh!" With a sound, the blood arrow turned into a blood light and attacked Shen Feng at a very fast speed.

At this time, the strong man who had just been hit by the four armed War Ghost also stood up from the ground. He looked at Shen Feng's eyes, showing a strong sense of war, and his blood began to boil.

"Bare!" Suddenly, his muscles bulged, and his clothes were burst by the bulged muscles, exposing his upper body like an iron tower, and his blood vessels and green tendons were vaguely visible.

"Storm hammer!" The strong man roared violently, and his body began to rotate rapidly. The vigorous wind carried by the Warhammer turned into a whirlwind with the Warhamme