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Chapter 0589 Blood shock cow ghost snake god!

Yan Fei roared, and the five clones turned into flying swords at the same time, five flying swords with different colors.

The first three levels of "The Sword Art of the Wutian Breaking the Void" have gradually become proficient, making Yan Fei transformed into moves without any moves, and became tangible. The sword moves are accomplished when the thoughts come.

Whoosh, whoosh!

These five flying swords, gold, wood, water, fire and earth, immediately shot hard around Yan Fei, carrying five sword marks of different colors.

For a moment, the sword energy was scattered and the sword light was lingering.

Those who had been absorbed by Yan Fei's cultivation level suddenly felt that the suction power was gone. They just breathed a sigh of relief, but they never thought that they were shot to death by the flying sword.

In an instant, everything became quiet.

The bodies of five or six people gradually became limp, and then they all fell down with bursts of sounds, turning into cold corpses, dying with their eyes open and their eyes were bulging.

The five flying swords that were cloned into swords finally shot at Yan Fei in the shocked eyes of everyone.

The difference is that when they shot someone else, the flying swords pierced through it, but after these flying swords shot into Yan Fei's body, they disappeared instantly. The five flying swords came from wherever they went, and finally returned to Yan Fei's body.

The hustle and chaotic scene finally calmed down.

More than a dozen people fell to the ground, some fell in pools of blood, some were split in half, some left blood holes on their bodies, and some almost became mummies.

The encirclement surrounding Yan Fei involuntarily spread out.

Looking at the scene in front of me, then looking at Yan Fei, who was carrying a blood-deep sword in his hand, and his eyes were filled with strong murderous intent, no one dared to go out rashly to make trouble.

Shi Sheng was frowning, but he was still very curious. Is it true that my father and two brothers, the elders in the family, really ignorant of all this?

If you know, would you just watch Yan Fei kill him?

At this moment, Yan Fei raised his sword and continued to walk forward, leaving a bloody footprint on each step. The sword edge of the Greedy Wolf Sword in his hand pointed to the ground diagonally. His eyes looked ahead, and the scene where hundreds of people were eager to try was not taken seriously by him.

This arrogant aura alone has already made many people admire it.

"Forget it, although this kid is young, has a high level of cultivation and strong strength, I am convinced by this courage. It seems that the rumors in the world are well-known, and he can afford the title of bloodthirsty and madman."

"Well, it's true, it's amazing. At a young age, he has such a strong murderous mind, and he almost never blinks. After more than a dozen breaths, he even killed more than a dozen strong men without even frowning."

"This kid is not only amazing. If I read it correctly, he has reached the legendary swordless realm of the human sword Yingtian, which is the Mahayana realm of swordsmanship."

"Strange, what did this person come to Shijiabao to do?"

The discussion gradually sounded again, but this time, the content of the discussion was completely different from the moment.

Yan Fei said in his heart angrily: "Hmph, after all, they are all demons and monsters. They seem to be fearless on weekdays. I will see today whether they are really not afraid of anything. Are they really not afraid of death? For me, Yan Fei, as long as you dare to die, I dare to kill."

What he thought in his heart, Yan Fei said in a deep voice: "I have something to ask for the Gun Saint to see you. I don't want to cause trouble, but I am not afraid of trouble. If you dare to block the road, you will still die!"

Yan Fei shocked everyone with his blood and killing. You know, no one of these people is a good person. He has a strange personality and is both good and evil, but this

In the face of Yan Fei, after hearing these words, everyone looked at me and I looked at you. Although there were a few who seemed eager to try, no one stood up to block Yan Fei's

road.

Walking in blood, Yan Fei gradually approached the largest stone house directly opposite.

Step by step, it is very stable and the degree remains in a fixed state.

Shi Sheng wondered why the elders in the family had never appeared, and Yan Fei was actually thinking about this issue in his mind.

Shijiabao was not big at all, and he could hear it all, so Yan Fei could be sure that the Shi family members knew everything they had just given birth, but so far, except Shi Sheng, there was no one from the Shi family coming out, which was interesting...

Once you come, you will be at peace.

Gun Saint, old friend, it's been thirty years, I'm here.

Yan Fei walked closer step by step. Just when he was about three feet away from the stone house, his sword eyebrows frowned slightly, and his face changed slightly.

With his eyes fixed on the wooden door of the stone house, Yan Fei had already sensed a murderous aura coming out of it.

Moreover, at this moment, more than a powerful soul power has locked himself in.

"The crazy Yan Fei has been famous for a long time, but Shijiabao is definitely not the place where you can scatter." Suddenly, the wooden door opened wide, and a figure shot out from the stone house. Yan Fei looked closely and saw a man with a face of about sixty years old, holding a silver spear and rushing towards him.

The gun came out like a dragon coming out of the water, accompanied by the sound of breaking through the air. Before the person arrived, a fierce murderous aura had swept across.

The gun tip quickly approached and approached Yan Fei's chest.

"Brother, don't do it now. I brought Yan Fei back." At this moment, Shi Sheng shouted.

On the way he came, Yan Fei had learned from Shi Sheng that Shi Lun had three sons, Shi Shengxing three, the eldest son was Shi Yong and the second son was Shi Gang. Although Shi Sheng ranked third, among Shi Lun's three sons, he had the best qualifications, the highest cultivation level, and the most powerful gun skills.

As soon as the elder brother shouted, Yan Fei knew that this person should be Shi Sheng's elder brother, Shi Yong.

"Third brother, you are so ridiculous to bring this bloodthirsty person to Shijiabao." Shi Yong shouted angrily at Yan Fei with a gun.

Shi Sheng looked innocent.

"Brother, there is a reason for this. Stop it first, you... you are not his opponent." Shi Sheng was indeed anxious. He knew Yan Fei's power. Shi Yong's cultivation had just reached the realm of Martial Saint, and he was not Yan Fei's opponent at all.

He also knew Yan Fei's temper and methods. If he was forced to do so, he might not dare to kill Shi Yong.

This is something he never wants to see.

But this sentence was heard by Shi Yong, and it directly aroused Shi Yong's anger to the extreme.

"Shut up, hum, I want to see how powerful he is."

Whoosh, whoosh!

A silver spear, holding the gun flower, instantly stabbed several shots, each shot was extremely fast, and the force of the gun was just right. The gun was killed, but if you missed a single shot, you immediately pulled the gun and stabbed it again.

After three or two breaths, Yan Fei was forced to retreat five or six steps and avoided Shi Yong's shot for more than ten times.
Chapter completed!
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