In Yan Fei's eyes, those people just now, no matter how high their cultivation level is, they are just ghosts and monsters. Killing them is no big deal. But after all, this is Shijiabao, and you have something to ask for when you come to find the Gun Saint. How can you kill someone's son?

But if you just tolerate it, it wouldn't be Yan Fei's temper.

So Yan Fei snorted coldly.

"Hmph, I, Yan Fei, have learned about the Shi family's gun technique." The Shi family's gun technique is quite mysterious, and it is not just the set of gun skills of "Dragon Battle with Eight Directions". What Shi Yong uses now is naturally another set of gun skills.

As he finished speaking, Yan Fei began to wield his sword to counterattack.

The momentum came first, and the arrogant aura suppressed it strongly, which made Shi Yong's momentum weaker.

Shi Yong was a little stunned, and couldn't help but feel a little surprised by Yan Fei's momentum.

The sword moves.

The sound of the sword roars captures the heart, the sword roars like a song, and the sword emerges like a rainbow.

Only after Yan Fei's move did Shi Yong realize that his third brother Shi Sheng's words just now were not about gaining the ambition of others and destroying his own prestige.

Yan Fei's sword skills are so mysterious that they look incomplete, but every sword has a mystery.

With the strong support of body skills and momentum, the advantage he gained with the momentum was soon gone.

The use of a gun has its own way, and the beauty of a sword is that it is one inch long and one inch short and one inch dangerous. Yan Fei has been close to the use with his body skills. In this way, the gun he used is not at all advantage.

In an instant, Shi Yong, who was still rushing forward just now, forced Yan Fei to retreat, began to retreat one after another.

"The surname of Yan is indeed a bit of a sudden." While retreating, Shi Yong actually praised Yan Fei.

Yan Fei maintained about 70% of his combat power output and replied: "Brother Shi praised me."

Anyone with a discerning eye can see that although Shi Yong is not weak, he is definitely not Yan Fei's opponent. Moreover, Yan Fei obviously did not kill him, otherwise Shi Yong's life might not be able to be preserved.

After a few breaths, Shi Yong was forced to take more than a dozen steps back, his steps seemed a little messy, and there seemed to be sweat on his forehead.

At this moment, another figure flew out of the stone house.

Whoosh!

"Brother, don't worry, second brother, help you. The one with the surname Yan, please take me a shot."

The one who came out was Shi Sheng’s second brother Shi Gang.

Shi Gang also had a silver spear in his hand. The gun Shi Yong Shi Gang used was obviously not as good as Shi Sheng's Dragon Spear. From this point, it can be seen that Gun Sheng Shilun was focusing on cultivating his third son Shi Sheng.

Even so, the bright silver spear used by Shi Yong and Shi Gang has the qualities of a king-level rank.

The two of them have similar cultivation levels, both in the early stages of the Martial Saint Realm.

His move relieved Shi Yong a lot of pressure. As a result, the two brothers were in the air and the other was on the ground, and two bright silver spears were attacking up and down.

Two against one, two powerful people in the holy realm, and both masters who use guns, made Yan Fei retreat again.

After regaining the disadvantage, Shi Yong and Shi Gang brothers began to attack Yan Fei from the left and the other from the right. They cooperated very well. Yan Fei relied on the skills of "Drunk Dreams" to dodge left and right, and was enough to stand invincible.

Even if the practitioners in the early stage of the Martial Saint Realm use advanced martial arts, they cannot do anything to Yan Fei.

Yan Fei, whose cultivation level reaches the late stage of the Human Sword Yingtian Realm, is comparable to that of the martial arts practitioners in the late stage of the Martial Emperor Realm. His comprehensive combat power is definitely not comparable to that of the three or five masters in the early stage of the Martial Saint Realm. There is no problem with ten or eight.

That's it

After eight or nine breaths, Shi Yong and Shi Gang appeared. Even if they joined forces, they still couldn't do anything to Yan Fei. The advantage they had quickly disappeared again.

The two brothers, two bright silver spears, were beaten by Yan Fei and dodged left and right and dodged danger.

Shi Shengxin, not far away, was in his throat.

Shi Yong and Shi Gang were frightened because they knew that many times, they almost seemed to be injured by Yan Fei. In fact, Yan Fei deliberately deviated from the angle, otherwise they would have been defeated and injured.

"Third brother, why are you still standing there? You are just here to help your elder brother?"

"Third brother, we three brothers haven't fought side by side for a long time. Today's opportunity is great. You can't miss it when you meet a master. Come on, let's join forces, and we will be the bloodthirsty madman in a while."

Shi Sheng looked helpless.

If Yan Fei hadn't shown mercy, he would never have been able to come back.

He really didn't want to fight Yan Fei because he could see that Yan Fei had been showing mercy, otherwise the eldest and second brother would have been defeated long ago.

Shi Sheng had fought with Yan Fei and he understood that he had no need to fight at all.

"Brother and second brother, stop quickly, there is no need to fight again. Even if you and my brother join forces, they will definitely not be his opponent."

"Third brother, this is not what you said."

Shi Gang continued: "Third brother, we three brothers are the most arrogant. You have never seen anyone you have ever been convinced. What you said today is not your personality."

"Big brother, second brother..."

Shi Sheng was about to speak again, and only a sword roar sounded. He hurriedly looked at Yan Fei, but saw the sword in Yan Fei's hand trembling violently, and the sword light lingered on the sword body.

"Brother Yan, don't."

Yan Fei obviously no longer wants to play with Shi Yongshigang. The sword element was infused, and the Greedy Wolf Sword trembled violently. Yan Fei's body shook, and the degree was more than doubled, and the combat power output had also increased to 80%. What's even more serious is that this momentum suddenly increased by three points. The original Yan Fei's momentum made Shi Yongshigang scared, and the momentum of the two of them combined

They barely competed with Yan Fei, and at this moment they realized that Yan Fei was not using all his strength at all.

In an instant, with strong suppression, Shi Yong and Shi Gang felt a sense of fear.

The movements were a little slower, and at the same moment, Shi Yong and Shi Gang screamed together.

Shi Yong's left leg and Shi Gang's left leg were almost in the same position, and they were all hit by a sword.

The sword was not deeply injured, about two inches. Even so, the legs of the two were soon stained with blood.

"Brother, second brother." Seeing that the situation was not good, Shi Sheng hurriedly rushed to the front and glanced at the sword wound on the two of them. Shi Sheng breathed a sigh of relief. He turned his head to look at Yan Fei, with a hint of gratitude in his eyes. It was obvious that Yan Fei was still showing mercy under his hands.

Shi Yong and Shi Gang were shocked. The two looked at each other's wounds and recalled the moment they had just been caught in the sword. As masters of the holy realm, they finally understood that the gap between them and Yan Fei was not a little bit.

At the same time, the wound is in the same position, and the size and scale of the sword injury are almost the same.

If they don’t understand, practicing for a lifetime will be in vain.

At this moment, Yan Fei was less than two feet away from the stone house. He raised his sword and looked directly at the stone house and said loudly: "Senior Gun Saint, junior Yan Fei, I hope to see you."
Chapter completed!