Chapter 11 The Evil Earth Thorn

"Hmph, it turns out that the cultivation base was hidden, but so what? If you meet me today, no matter how talented you are, you can't escape death!" What about the samurai? In Cangyue City, he is known as the top teenage genius. Although he is still a three-star warrior, five-star warriors have challenged themselves by leaps and bounds, let alone a scumbag from a poor family.

He's just a bastard from a poor family, and his martial arts skills are comparable to those of my Hai family?

Haiming let out a low voice: "Jian Hai returns to one!" The snow-white long sword stabbed in the void, leaving a sword shadow under each sword stab. Haiming stabbed a total of eleven swords, and the eleven sword shadows instantly condensed and turned into one. Light blue sword qi, with Hai Ming's last sword thrust, light blue sword qi flew forward, facing the white sword qi of Dawson.

Sword Hai Guiyi, one of the three strongest martial arts of the Hai family, is said to be able to pierce the world with one hundred and eight sword shadows when it is practiced to the extreme.

Of course, this is just a legend. No one has seen the one hundred and eight swords. Even Hai Batian, the most powerful man in the Hai family, can only stab out twenty-eight swords.

However, in Haiming's eyes, the Eleven Sword Qi of his full strength was enough to deal with Shi Feng.

Hai Ming seemed to have seen the white sword qi being defeated by himself, and then his sword qi continued to fly, piercing Shi Feng's body.

But the next moment, Hai Ming's eyes widened suddenly, his face full of disbelief, he felt that he was dreaming at this moment, and it was still a nightmare.

The martial skill of the Hai family, which he had always been proud of, was actually broken. The reality in front of him was just the opposite of what he imagined. The white sword qi wiped out the light blue sword qi, and then continued to fly towards him.

Hai Ming's face was full of astonishment, and he did not regain his senses when the sword energy approached.

"Pfft!" The sword qi pierced into Haiming's chest, and his entire body flew out from the horse.

"Ah, it's not good!" Butler Yue shouted with a panic-filled face. Seeing that Haiming was in danger, he immediately stepped on his feet and jumped up and flew towards Haiming, who was flying upside down.

Although Haiming was knocked into the air, his horse was still galloping forward, and he saw that he was about to collide with Shi Feng.

Shi Feng kicked the ground with both feet, jumped up, jumped over the horse's head and stepped on the back of the horse, and then kicked again, and his body rushed into the air.

Shi Feng pointed his sword down at Haiming below, and said coldly, "Since you are going to compete with Lao Tzu on sword qi, Lao Tzu will ask you to see what the real sword qi is. Open your dog's eyes and see clearly, Nether Sword Rain!" The fingertips lit up with a white light again, and then a Dawson white sword qi shot out one after another, like a rainstorm, pouring on Haiming one after another.

"Thieves, dare!" At this moment, the old angry shouts sounded, and Steward Yue, who was flying over, caught Haiming, and then he hit the palm of his left hand upwards: "The sea is open to all rivers!"

Light blue waves appeared above Butler Yue's head, and a Dawson white sword energy fell into the waves and was swallowed up.

"Peak Martial Master!" Shi Feng said solemnly, when he fell, he suddenly saw a black shadow appearing below: "Five-star Martial Artist!"

As soon as Shi Feng finished speaking, there was a dull low voice from below: "Overwhelming!" It was Hairen, a five-star martial artist, who made his move!

Shi Feng only felt a strong force rushing up from below.

"Netherworld strike!" Shi Feng clenched his right fist, controlled the falling figure to hang upside down, head and foot, and punched down.

"Boom!" The dull violent sound rang out in the dark night, "Not good!" Shi Feng exclaimed, and as soon as the fist touched, he only felt the thick force rushing up layer after layer, one layer stronger than one layer. Layers, layer upon layer.

"Pfft!" A mouthful of bright red blood spurted out of Shi Feng's mouth, and his body was like a kite with a broken string, which was knocked upside down and flew out.

"Facing a martial artist, it's still hard to compete!" Shi Feng, who was knocked into the air, said helplessly in his heart, and only a lunatic would analyze his combat power in such a situation.

"Bang" sounded,

Shi Feng smashed to the ground heavily, but this time he didn't suffer any injuries. He had already calculated the landing position just now, and the Yin Sha had made the ground as soft as a sponge, and it even had a softness when it landed. of comfort.

Shi Feng just raised his upper body, but saw a middle-aged man with a calm face walking towards him slowly, Biren was the five-star martial artist who had just shot him.

"It's really a tiger who fell and Pingyang was bullied by a dog, and was actually beaten up by a martial artist. If this is spread out, how can I, the Great Emperor Jiuyou, see anyone."

Shi Feng smiled bitterly in his heart, but in the eyes of others, he thought he was desperate and smiled bitterly.

"Your talent is really good. If you didn't offend Tianfengzong, my Hai family would accept you." Hairen said with a look of pity on his face.

"Uncle Ren, don't kill him, I'm going to torture him to death!" Hai Ming, who was supported by Butler Yue, roared violently from behind Hai Ren.

"Accept me?" Shi Feng seemed to have heard the funniest joke in the world, so he couldn't help laughing out loud: "You deserve it?"

Hairen didn't want to talk to Shi Feng anymore, he came to Shi Feng, pulled out the long sword behind him, clenched his hands tightly, and chopped it down towards Shi Feng's legs.

Shi Feng still had a calm look, as if turning a blind eye to the sword that was cut off, and said two words softly: "Die."

Hairen's hands holding the sword suddenly paused, and the two words Shi Feng spit out were like a magic sound. The martial artist's instinct, which had been generated by wandering between life and death for many years, told him that it was dangerous!

Hairen's body hurriedly jumped backwards as soon as his feet were hard.

"Boom!" Hairen had just avoided, and right at the place where he had just stood, a human-sized, ferociously sharp, thorn in the shape of a beast's teeth suddenly burst out of the ground.

"Boom!" Hairen, whose body was flying upside down at a forty-five degree angle, didn't have time to rejoice when another thorn suddenly slammed out of the ground behind him, entered from his back, and penetrated through his chest.

Quiet, the whole place was silent.

Everyone stared blankly at the motionless corpse of Hairen hanging on the conical thorn, a martial artist who died so inexplicably?

Immediately afterwards, everyone saw a flash of white light on Shi Feng's body.

Just after swallowing the power of death of a five-star martial artist, Shi Feng directly advanced to the first step and stepped into a seven-star martial artist.

Shi Feng stood up slowly, looked around and nodded with satisfaction, and said, "Well, yes, if all these people die, they should be able to hit the warrior realm."

"This son is weird, everyone will come together and kill them with all their strength!" Butler Yue shouted, a five-star martial artist died so inexplicably, at this time, no one dared to underestimate the eyes of the only martial artist. A young man of cultivation.

"kill!"

"kill!"

"kill!"

"kill!"

The sound of shouting and killing came from all directions, and more than 20 warriors poured their Yuan force into the swords, broadswords, spears, halberds and other weapons in their hands, and colorful lights with different attributes lit up in the dark night.

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