Chapter 130 Weird Master

People are in mid-air, and there is no way to get leverage. Si Tu Reading 520 Official Website

Ye Feng is a living target for Huang San at this moment.

He doesn't believe that Ye Feng can still resist his second sword. Huang San even licked his lips with his tongue, as if he was going to welcome the blood dripping from Ye Feng.

However, the situation was beyond his expectations again.

Ye Feng, who was in mid-air, seemed to have eyes behind his head. Sensing the murderous aura coming from below, he suddenly shouted, grabbed the fur of the demon tiger with one hand, and flipped it down hard.

In an instant, the man-tiger fell in the air.

Huang San's fatal blow changed the target of the assassination, and became the huge evil wind demon tiger.

Under the last resort, he had to stop the second sword he issued.

Huang San fell back to the ground with a stern face.

Bang...

The evil wind demon tiger fell to the ground at the same time, and after a flip, it jumped up extremely quickly, lying on the side of Huang San, staring at Ye Feng with a fierce look.

In just a split second, Ye Feng had already fallen back to the ground, and had a moment to catch his breath.

At this moment, Ye Feng stood opposite Huang San, and the scene in front of him turned into a direct confrontation between him and a man and a tiger.

The two sudden assassinations just now made him sweat coldly. As long as his judgment was slightly off, he would have been killed by Huang San's sword.

He was still not careful enough.

Ye Feng recalled the thrilling process just now.

Although he could see many flaws of the opponent, he was still forced into such a situation. It must be said that the traps set up by this killer who called himself Huang San and the killing moves he showed were too exquisite.

"This man... is awesome!"

Huang San held the sword in his right hand and gently stroked the fur of the evil wind demon tiger Huang Liang with his left hand. There was also a hint of surprise in his eyes when he looked at Ye Feng.

He was powerful, decisive, and careful.

He actually avoided his two swords that would kill him.

It is indeed impossible to describe the opponent in front of him as a simple Tongming realm warrior. It seems that it was not a fluke that he killed Huang Qi in the martial arts arena.

However, since he had taken action, no matter how strong Ye Feng was, he had no choice but to die.

"Huang San? Huang Qi? Did Hua Tianli ask you to kill me?"

Ye Feng's face was slightly solemn, and he said in a deep voice.

Huang San pulled the corner of his mouth and said, "You must die under my sword!"

Swish!

As soon as the voice fell, he made a move. The evil wind demon tiger beside him seemed to have received Huang San's command, but did not continue to rush up, but stared at Ye Feng with his big copper bell eyes.

Clang!

The long sword was unsheathed, the cold light flashed, and Huang San stabbed Ye Feng's lower abdomen with a sword.

The short iron stick turned over, and Ye Feng did not hesitate to chop the opponent's long sword with a heavy and powerful stick.

Swish!

But Huang San's swordsmanship was extremely strange. As soon as the long sword touched the short iron stick, it spun, and the sword tip turned upwards, suddenly slashing towards Ye Feng's chest.

Ye Feng was startled, moved his feet, and instantly moved sideways several steps to avoid Huang San's sword.

But his sword was like a thorn in the bone. After a flash of sword light, it turned into a stab to Ye Feng's waist.

Ye Feng shouted softly, and the iron stick blocked his attack.

After the sword failed, Huang San's sword force deviated again, bypassing the short iron stick and slashing towards Ye Feng's arm.

This sword was tricky and fierce, completely beyond Ye Feng's expectations. In an emergency, Ye Feng could only retreat rapidly.

Swish!

The sword light flashed, and a long cut was cut on Ye Feng's clothes on his arm. If he was a little slower, this sword would not be as simple as just cutting open the sleeve.

Whoosh!

Ye Feng retreated several steps far away and quickly distanced himself from the opponent.

"What a powerful sword. Although I haven't comprehended the sword's meaning, it is more difficult to deal with than Lin Bixie." Ye Feng glanced at the broken part of his arm, and his heart became particularly solemn.

The sword moves lightly.

Huang San's sword is not only light, but also strange and difficult to block.

He fought with a heavy short iron stick, and his speed was not as fast as the opponent. He would always be suppressed by him. If he wanted to avoid being defeated, he had to make Huang San's strange swordsmanship ineffective.

Ye Feng's mind was turning rapidly.

"You must die under my sword!" Huang San said again, with murderous intent in his eyes.

"Really?"

Ye Feng smiled coldly, and had already thought of a way to deal with this person.

Without looking, he knew that there was a sword and a knife on the ground. Their original owners had become two corpses. These knives and swords were not good weapons, and they were not even spiritual weapons.

But Ye Feng thought it should be useful.

In an instant, he put away the short iron stick weighing more than 100 kilograms, and with a move in the air, he grabbed the single knife stuck in the ground in his hand.

With the weight of the weapon reduced, the speed of using the knife can naturally be much faster. Facing the opponent's tricky and strange swordsmanship, there is a more targeted restraint.

Ye Feng raised a smile and said, "I will fight you with this knife."

As soon as the words fell, without waiting for Huang San to continue to attack, Ye Feng made a move, leaving a shadow behind, and his steps were performed to the extreme, and he slashed with a knife in the blink of an eye.

The wind was howling, and the speed of this knife was several times faster than before.

The greater the power, the faster the speed of using the knife.

As if with the help of the impact, the single knife in Ye Feng's hand was so fast that a red light appeared.

"So fast!"

Huang San's face was stern.

He didn't expect that Ye Feng could change a weapon so much faster.

In a hurry, Huang San could only save with a sword.

The offense and defense changed positions, and all the weird skills could not be used.

Dang!

The swords and knives collided, sparks flew everywhere.

Ye Feng did not stop for a moment and continued to attack. His strength was so swift that a slash of his sword would often bring up a whistling wind, making Huang San dare not not save him.

In this way, the sword attack was like a violent storm. In an instant, Ye Feng slashed dozens or even hundreds of swords.

Ding Ding Ding!

Even though Huang San was very powerful, he was also thrown into a panic by this violent and rainy sword attack.

His swordsmanship was weird, but Ye Feng did not let him play to his strengths. Every time he attacked Huang San, he had to save him. In this way, Huang San's advantages could not be played at all, and he could only resist with all his strength.

But even though Ye Feng did not use the short iron stick, the strength of his own strength still made Huang San quite embarrassed.

After dozens of swords collided, Huang San felt that the long sword in his hand had become much heavier, and the base of his right hand was sore and numb. Every time the sword and the sword crossed, he felt a little hesitant in his heart.

Being so timid, Huang San fell into a disadvantage and was suppressed by Ye Feng's quick knife.

Clang clang clang...

The two kept fighting, and their figures flashed around in the passage.

The fierce energy was surging everywhere, and pieces of lava stone walls were destroyed into rubble, and the crisp sound spread far away.

Ye Feng was slightly shocked. Huang San's strength was countless times stronger than Huang Qi.

And since there were Huang San and Huang Qi, were there Huang Wu, Huang Liu, or even more powerful Huang Yi and Huang Er?

Hua Tianli, where did he find such a group of perverted killers?