Chapter 860

This move is the art of defending the sword, and the blade of the long sword is extremely sharp. With the roaring vigorous wind and strong internal Qi, a bright cold light flashed through the demon town tower with some dim lights.

Shen Feng sensed the approaching danger. The dark awn of the heavenly demon ring flashed in his hand, and the broken rainbow knife appeared in his hand.

With the broken rainbow in hand, Shen Feng's murderous spirit soared, "miso!" The broken rainbow sword immediately came out of its scabbard, and the sharp blade flashed a dark green awn and met Qian Zheng's attack.

"Qiang!"

A clear sound of steel exchange sounded, and dazzling sparks burst out at the place where the knives and swords hit each other.

Although Qian Zheng's sword technique was perfect, Shen Feng's strength was very strong. Under this blow, the long sword was directly flown out and inserted into the wall next to him.

Qian was watching his long sword fly, and the smile on his face immediately receded and was replaced by a serious look.

Through the fight just now, it seems to have aroused the ferocity in Shen Feng's blood, and his consciousness is gradually blurred.

"Ghost cut!" Shen Feng drank violently.

The voice fell, and the evil spirit was swirling on the broken rainbow knife. A sharp black knife Qi waved out and directly cleaved in front of Qian Zheng.

A deep knife mark was left on the ground where the knife Qi passed.

Qian was looking at the knife Qi cut, his eyebrows sank, his fingers were like a sword, and a strong internal Qi directly wrapped around the sword fingers. Then he whispered, "Jikong sword! Back! "

The long sword, which had fallen into the wall, shook twice and then turned back and flew back into his hand. On the way back, the long sword collided with Dao Qi.

"Bang!" With a sound of, the knife Qi cut by Shen Feng was scattered by the long sword, turned into bursts of air waves and spread around

"Boy, don't blame me for being cruel!" Qian was whispering when he was ready to do it.

"Brush!" With a sound, the palm of Shen Feng's left hand and the heavenly demon ring of his right hand flashed bright light at the same time.

One power comes from the sensed relic, and the other is the power of the magic bone!

After the two lights flashed, the power of the sensed relic was immediately suppressed by the magic bone, and the black evil spirit shrouded Shen Feng's whole body in an instant.

"Ah!" Shen Feng uttered a painful roar in his mouth. At the same time, the broken rainbow in his hand waved with a wave, and a knife Qi waved and cut out, directly cutting to the wall not far away.

This knife was just cut by Shen Feng, but there was an ancient painting hanging on the wall.

"Bang!" The stone dust splashed on the wall, leaving a deep knife mark, and the ancient paintings hanging on the wall were damaged.

"Draw, draw!" Qian was watching the ancient painting damaged. His sword hand trembled in a hurry.

Qian Zheng is a man who regards money as his life. This ancient painting is invaluable. Looking at such a valuable thing destroyed in front of him, his heart seems to be dripping blood.

"Brush!" The broken rainbow in Shen Feng's hand waved again, and a knife Qi waved and cut out again.

When Zhang Yong and pan Zhuofei were frightened, they quickly hid aside. Shen Feng's consciousness is completely unconscious now. It's not good in case of accidental injury.

But the sabre gas just flew out, and a bright sword gas flashed, which directly scattered the sabre gas!

Qian was holding a long sword and stood on him with a cold face. "Do you know how much money you just destroyed with a knife?"

"..." pan Zhuofei and Zhang Yong, hiding in the corner, were speechless for a while. They were still thinking about how much the ancient painting was.

However, Shen Feng didn't answer his words, only a fierce attack.

"Qiang!" Qian Zheng waved his sword to block Shen Feng's attack, and then made a sudden force. The powerful internal Qi in his body burst out, directly lifted Shen Feng and his people with a knife, and hit the wall behind him.

Under his impact, a crack appeared in the wall.

However, Shen Feng didn't seem to feel any pain now, but greatly stimulated his ferocity again. He immediately stood up and shouted, "kill!"

With that, the edge of the broken rainbow in his hand shook and stormed towards Qian Zheng

Shen Feng became braver and braver as he fought against Qian. He was not weaker than Qian. However, with the fight between them, the first floor of the demon tower was in a mess.

Just as they were fighting, a body flashed past quickly, and came to Shen Feng's back unconsciously.

It was a man who was shrouded in a black robe. The black robe covered his head and face. He couldn't see his appearance and figure, or whether he was a man or a woman.

Don't mention Shen Feng, even Zhang Yonghe and Pan Zhuofei didn't see clearly what the figure appeared. Shen Feng's reaction speed was very fast. The knife edge of his hand was turned, and he turned to the back.

"Pa!" The man grabbed Shen Feng's wrist like lightning, and Shen Feng's attack immediately stagnated in place, making it difficult to make any further progress.

Shen Feng was about to struggle. The man shot again and hit him directly on the neck.

Shen Feng's body was soft, his consciousness was completely lost, and his body fell powerlessly

"How strong!" Zhang Yong and pan Zhuofei were shocked. Shen Feng's strength was so strong that they could even fight with Qian Zheng, but the black robed man stunned Shen Feng with a slap.

"You don't have to do it. I can handle it alone." Qian was saying to the man.

"When you deal with it, I'm afraid the demon tower in this town will be demolished." The man replied in a deep voice. Listening to the tone of his voice, he was the person who talked to Qian Zheng just outside the tower.

Qian was embarrassed. Although he didn't do his best, Shen Feng's just burst strength was really stronger.

Although Shen Feng fainted, the magic Qi on his right hand still kept seeping. Now the top priority is to stop the leakage of magic Qi, otherwise the consequences will be unimaginable.

"I'll come!" Zhang Yong stepped forward quickly, his hand flashed cold, and several silver needles as thin as ox hair appeared in his hand.

Just when he was ready to help Shen Feng suppress his evil spirit with a silver needle, the man in Black said in a deep voice, "Zhang boy, if you don't want him to die or this arm is useless, you can stick it down."

After listening to his words, Zhang Yong immediately stopped. Shen Feng is his brother. He doesn't want Shen Feng to have any long and short comings.

"Well, what about that?" Pan Zhuofei whispered.

"You two stay here." The man in black gave orders to Zhang Yong and Qian Zheng, and then continued to say to Qian Zheng, "take him upstairs."

With that, he walked upstairs without looking back.

"I'm the coolie again." Qian Zheng whispered.

He said so, but he walked quickly to Shen Feng's side, picked it up and walked upstairs