A knife, the book of yin and yang lives and dies.

Dead silence, boundless dead silence struck, and all the people besieging Jiang Feng were stunned, and then quickly retreated, their faces changed drastically, and their chests rose and fell violently.

Obviously, Jiang Feng's extremely fierce knife shocked them too much.

Such a shock, not because Jiang Feng killed someone, but because Jiang Feng's method of killing people was too weird, you must know that under the siege of so many people, Jiang Feng can be said to be suppressed by death in all directions, if it were someone else, I was afraid that if he didn't die immediately, he would be seriously injured.

However, Jiang Feng, in this case, actually slashed the Yin and Yang scholar with one sword, and the knife was forcibly taken away from Wen Nan's hands, such a situation made everyone feel deeply shocked while they were unexpected.

Although, after Jiang Feng killed the Yin Yang scholar, he was inevitably hit hard, covered in blood, crumbling, and even had a few small wounds on his face, which was injured by the dust in the hands of the unintentional Dao Gu, which made Jiang Feng look like a candle in the wind, so vulnerable, but for a while, no one dared to make a move.

"What kind of opponent is this?" Mr. Qingyuan stared at Jiang Feng deadly, his gaze was definitely not calm, and muttered to himself.

Jiang Feng is very strong, Mr. Qingyuan has already understood, but Mr. Qingyuan still has self-confidence, even if there is no appearance of Zongzheng and the three of them, he can still suppress Jiang Feng, it is just a matter of time.

However, at this moment, Mr. Qingyuan's self-confidence was shaken, he became less confident, and even had the intention of retreating for the first time in his heart.

Looking at Jiang Feng's state at the moment, it seems to be the end of the strong crossbow, but in Mr. Qingyuan's opinion, after being injured, Jiang Feng's momentum on his body has not weakened, but is still increasing. If anyone naively thinks that Jiang Feng is vulnerable at the moment, then absolutely, in the next second, that person will die under Jiang Feng's knife.

Yes, absolutely.

This is an intuition of Mr. Qingyuan, which is not rational, but Mr. Qingyuan still believes in this intuition. It was precisely because of this that Mr. Qingyuan deeply felt how terrible Jiang Feng was, which made him feel like retreating.

After all, the great benefit promised by the Qin family certainly made him unable to refuse, yes, he couldn't refuse at all, he couldn't find a reason to refuse, but no matter how big the benefit was, he had to have his life to take it.

Like Mr. Qingyuan, the eyes of the others also fell on Jiang Feng, no one spoke, only Jiang Feng's heavy gasping sounded.

"Ahem...... I don't know how long it has been, Jiang Feng suddenly coughed.

This cough, like a pebble that broke the calm of the water surface, instantly broke the delicate but stalemate situation, Zong Zheng snorted coldly, stepped forward, and faced Jiang Feng, about to make another move.

But hearing a slight sound of "dong", a person took two steps back, and as soon as the person retreated, Zong Zheng's eyebrows twisted sharply, and he looked sideways, and it was the monk who retreated.

The other people also looked at the monk who had taken a break from sex, and the monk was red for a while, not knowing if it was a weak heart or something was going on, and he took a few steps back one after another, and then did not dare to respond to everyone's gaze, and slowly lowered his head.

The death of the Yin and Yang scholar may not explain anything to Zongzheng and the others, but it is a fatal blow to the monk who has quit sex.

Jiang Feng said that he was the first to kill the Yin Yang Scholar, under the siege of so many people, Jiang Feng obviously no longer had the ability to kill the Yin Yang Scholar, and the Yin Yang Scholar must have been guarding against Jiang Feng after being warned by Jiang Feng...... However, the Yin and Yang scholar was still extremely strange and was killed by Jiang Feng.

The monk who quit color didn't understand how Jiang Feng did it, but there was one thing that the monk who quit color was very clear, that is, the Yin Yang Book was born and died, and the second one, who would be the one who died?

No one knows who will die next, but the monk has already retreated.

The retreat of the monk was like a second stone, thrown into the lake that gradually stirred up the whirlpool, and the stalemate scene suddenly broke a thin crack.

Jiang Feng coughed, looked at the monk who was precepted, and suddenly grinned, and the smile fell in the eyes of the monk who was extremely eerie, and he actually took a few steps back.

"Idiot. Zong Zheng scolded viciously.

The monk who quit color has no face, his head is lower, and he doesn't dare to look at people, Zongzheng scolded very hard, but no matter how ugly it is, the monk who quit color didn't talk back, compared to life, being scolded as an idiot is nothing.

I heard a faint sigh again, and it was Wuxin Dao Gu who sighed, and Wu Xin Dao Gu brushed the dust in her hand, glanced at Jiang Feng as if she had a grudge, and then took a step back.

"Boom. ”

Mr. Qingyuan also took a step back.

"Let's go!" Mr. Qingyuan waved his hand and said to the monk and the unintentional Daogu.

The monk and the Wuxin Daogu didn't say anything, and left quickly under the leadership of Mr. Qingyuan, and there was no one to see in an instant.

"Idiot, idiot!" Zong Zheng looked hideous and roared loudly.

What a good situation, it was disturbed by the rat of the monk who quit sex, if it weren't for the monk who quit sex, how could Mr. Qingyuan and Aunt Wuxin Dao leave?

How does Zong Zheng know that even if the monk does not retreat, Mr. Qingyuan will leave, and the retreat of the monk is just a reason and a step for Mr. Qingyuan.

Seven to one, it became three to one, to be exact, one-to-one.

After Wen Nan was snatched away by Jiang Feng and killed the Yin and Yang scholars, he was in a trance and had lost his fighting spirit, and Dong Baoyu, although he was only slightly injured, but because he had always had reservations, Zong Zheng had no hope at all.

In this way, Zong Zheng faced Jiang Feng alone.

The atmosphere became eerie.

"What's the matter, why did those people leave?" Fu Fenglei said with an annoyed expression on the edge of the grove.

Fu Fenglei asked Elder Zhang, and Elder Zhang smiled bitterly in a low voice and did not answer Fu Fenglei's question.

In the other direction, Ling Yun sighed softly: "What a ruthless knife, such a strong knife." That knife, I'm afraid that I can't dodge it. ”

Qin Junlin ignored Ling Yun's exclamation, his face was cloudy and he said, "Why did Mr. Qingyuan leave?"

Ling Yun said slowly: "Jiang Feng is too strong. ”

"Strong?" Qin Junlin couldn't see it, the only thing he could see was that Jiang Feng was very injured.

Ling Yun said: "Strength sometimes does not mean strength, Jiang Feng's power with one sword, killing the Yin and Yang scholars, has already shocked Mr. Qingyuan and a few people, Mr. Qingyuan and the Qin family do not have much friendship, and Jiang Feng is not mortal enemies, they will not fight Jiang Feng to the death, unless they are sure that they can kill Jiang Feng at the slightest cost." ”

Qin Junlin was still puzzled: "Isn't this time the best time to kill Jiang Feng?"

"It's the best, but it's also the worst, if Mr. Qingyuan and the three of them don't leave, and the United Sect Zheng rises up to attack them, there is no doubt that Jiang Feng will die, but it is certain that even if Jiang Feng dies, he will drag a few people to die with him, but who wants to die with Jiang Feng?" Ling Yun said.

Speaking of this, a fine light flashed in Ling Yun's eyes, Jiang Feng's strength was not too strong, but Jiang Feng's use of "potential" was wonderful to the peak.

How could such a person be so easy to kill?

However, Ling Yun did not say this to Qin Junlin, firstly, Qin Junlin was blinded by hatred and may not understand, and secondly, there was no need to say it.

Jiang Feng was shaking, coughing all the time, coughing more and more frequently, his arms were shaking, as if he couldn't even hold the knife in his hand steadily.

Zong Zheng had a resentful mang in his eyes, staring at Jiang Feng without blinking, waiting for the opportunity to make a move at any time, Dong Baoyu stood a little farther away, looking at Jiang Feng thoughtfully, his eyebrows were twisted, and there was a hint of worry.

"Jiang Feng, I'm going to kill you!" Wen Nan's shout suddenly sounded, and Wen Nan's figure flashed and pounced on Jiang Feng.

Wen Nan is also a woman with a very high spirit, when Jiang Feng said that he wanted to borrow her knife for use, it made Wen Nan resentful of Jiang Feng to the extreme, thinking that Jiang Feng was using her as a soft persimmon pinch, where would he be convinced? Who would have thought that the knife was finally "borrowed" by Jiang Feng, and Jiang Feng also used her knife to kill people.

After the initial shock, countless thoughts rushed to his heart, and Wen Nan almost lost his mind, and rushed towards Jiang Feng regardless of it.

The sword light flashed, and Jiang Feng slashed towards Wen Nan.

"Die!" Jiang Feng said sharply.

"Jiang Feng, don't kill him!" Dong Baoyu shouted and rushed out quickly, Dong Baoyu was fast, but Zong Zheng's speed was faster than him, Dong Baoyu was to save people, and Zong Zheng was to kill people.

The knife light fell, and a stream of blood burst out, Dong Baoyu circled his big hand, picked up Wen Nan and rolled to the ground, the clothes on his back were dissolved by Jiang Feng's knife, the skin was opened, the blood flowed sideways, and the bones were visible.

"Ahh

Accompanied by Wen Nan's scream, a few words burst out coldly from the depths of Zong Zheng's throat: "Jiang Feng, I think it's you who died." ”

Zong Zheng punched Jiang Feng's heart with a bang.

"Boom!"

Zong Zheng's punch hit Jiang Feng's heart, and the sudden heavy blow, Jiang Feng's face was deformed, he opened his mouth and spit out a mouthful of blood, and suddenly returned the knife, and slashed at Zong Zheng's head.

"Die!" is still an emotionless sentence.

The short knife rolled the air, and before he got close, Zong Zheng felt that his entire scalp was about to explode, Zong Zheng never expected that after being hit by this heavy blow, Jiang Feng would not move at all like a stake nailed to the ground, not to mention it, he could actually fight back.

The shadow of death loomed, and Zong Zheng cried out, "No-no-"

"Boom!"

Jiang Feng's figure shot out violently, and after landing, it was already a few meters away, and the figure fell heavily to the ground like a kite with a broken string, and the short knife in his hand didn't know where it fell. After a few rolls, Jiang Feng failed to get up from the ground, opened his mouth, and spat out blood one after another.

A figure suddenly appeared in front of Zong Zheng, it was this person who blocked Jiang Feng's fatal knife, this is a middle-aged man, he looks a little similar to Zong Zheng, his face is evil, not angry but mighty.

Dong Baoyu looked at Jiang Feng in the distance, and then at the middle-aged man who appeared in the sky, and sighed slightly: "Those who should come and those who shouldn't come are still here after all." ”RT