Originally, two masters, Zhao Qian and Yuan Ao, besieged Yuan Feng, who was already showing signs of fatigue and was about to run out of energy.

However, no one expected that just when the two of them were confident and thought they could eat Yuan Feng, the latter suddenly burst out, his face turned red and his disordered steps suddenly became normal, and his unruly steps suddenly became agile and elegant. Such a change was unexpected by Yuan Ao and Zhao Qian.

What they never dreamed of was that when Yuan Feng recovered as usual, he actually pointed a finger. This finger was extremely fast, and they didn't even have time to see how Yuan Feng pointed this finger. Then, Zhao Qian, a disciple of the Sishui Sect, who was at the sixth level of the Ningyuan Realm, settled there and did not move for a long time.

With a point, Yuan Feng slid down his feet and left the battle circle directly, and was almost five meters away from the two of them. Looking at his face, there was no trace of fatigue?

"Huh, I feel so uncomfortable, but I finally didn't disappoint me!" He let out a light breath, and a smile appeared on his face.

Before, he pretended to be exhausted and wanted to make sure that the two of them believed it, so he almost danced on the tip of the knife. With a negligence, he might really be seized by the two of them. Even if he could not kill him with one blow, he might be injured.

Speaking of which, he didn't have much plan at first, and just wanted to fight these two people simply. Only by fighting, he was determined to show his enemy's weakness, and then seized the opportunity to use a thunder strike to turn defeat into victory.

He had actually been involved in the second level of the Dragon Walking Strategy. Before this autumn hunting, his cultivation reached the fifth level of the Condensation Yuan Realm, and he could just use the second level of the Dragon Walking Strategy. Once the second level of the Dragon Walking Strategy was released, it was definitely not something that people like Zhao Qian and Yuan Ao could achieve. Not to mention that the two of them were unprepared, even if they were on guard, they might not be able to defend against his sudden attack.

Thoughts flashed, Yuan Feng looked at Zhao Qian. At this time, the latter's eyes were glaring, and there was an incredible look in his eyes. In his right temple, a small hole was storming blood, and the rippling blood was spraying out, and the picture was somewhat bloody.

"What, why is this happening?"

Zhao Qian's eyes finally found Yuan Feng's place. Looking at Yuan Feng with a cold face but calm face, he knew that he had fallen into the other party's plan from the beginning. It was ridiculous that he, a disciple of the Sishui Sect, and the future star of the Zhao family, died in the hands of an unknown man so unknown. At this moment, he really regretted and hated.

"I'm not willing!"

His eyes were wide open, with strong reluctance and regret, Zhao Qian's body fell down with a loud bang and died with his eyes closed.

"I'm murdering! This feeling...is quite exciting!"

Looking at Zhao Qian lying down, Yuan Feng's eyes shrank, but they immediately returned to normal. This is not in the past world. There are not so many rules in this world. The strong are respected, and the weak are ready to die in vain at any time. Just like today, if he does not kill Zhao Qian, the other party will kill him. In this case, he has no choice and no choice.

He glanced at Zhao Qian indifferently, and his eyes slowly turned to the side. There, Yuan's eldest son Yuan Ao was staring at Zhao Qian who was falling to the ground in horror, completely hidden there.

"Impossible, this is impossible, I must be dreaming, it must be!"

Yuan Ao couldn't believe everything in front of him. The living person who was still alive just now turned into a dead corpse in the blink of an eye. The most important thing is that the dead were not ordinary people, but disciples of the Sishui Sect, direct descendants of the Zhao family in the capital, and masters at the peak of the sixth level of Ningyuan Realm. The person who killed him was a small character who had just broken through to the third level of Ningyuan Realm.

Everything seemed so untrue, but the facts were right in front of him and he couldn't believe it.

"Haha, my good brother, Zhao Qian has already died. Next, we two brothers, are we going to calculate the accounts between us?"

Just when Zhao Qian was extremely frightened, Yuan Feng's voice suddenly came, awakening him suddenly.

"Who are you?"

Looking at Yuan Feng suddenly, Yuan Ao subconsciously took two steps back, looking at Yuan Feng's eyes, as if he was looking at a devil. From this moment on, he finally knew how outrageous he was wrong.

The third level of Ningyuan Realm? A joke. If he still regards Yuan Feng as a person in the third level of Ningyuan Realm, he would be really a fool.

"Ha, who am I? I am me, and it's not the first day I met you." With a long smile, Yuan Feng looked at Yuan Ao with great interest, "My good brother, Zhao Qian has been killed by me now. Brother thinks, what should I do about you next?"

He asked Zhao Qian the same question just now, and the latter answered that he had killed him. Now that he threw the question to Yuan Ao, it can be regarded as a retribution in this life.

"hiss………"

Hearing Yuan Feng's words, Yuan Ao took a breath of air conditioning, and a pale look appeared on his face inconcealable manner.

"Third brother, my brother is wrong. My brother is really wrong. It's because I am obsessed with it and I am confused for a moment. For the sake of our brothers, please spare me and spare me!"

Yuan Ao was really scared. He broke through to the sixth level of the Condensation Yuan Realm last year, and his strength was definitely a big difference compared to Zhao Qian. Now, even Zhao Qian has been killed by Yuan Feng. If Yuan Feng wants to kill him, he doesn't know if he can stop it.

When he thought of the strange body speed that Yuan Feng had just shown, and when he thought about the god's finger, his whole body trembled uncontrollably.

"Hey, to be honest, if you thought of this before, this wouldn't have happened." A long sighed, a trace of unbearableness flashed across Yuan Feng's face, but it quickly disappeared.

Brothers are tragic, and this kind of thing sounds cruel enough. However, now, no matter whether he has to bear it or not, he has no choice.

"brush!!!"

As soon as he lifted his clothes, his right hand reached his waist and pulled it suddenly. Suddenly, a soft long sword was pulled out by him. This sword was chosen by him from the family's weapon room before, and was tied around his waist as a belt, and now it happened to come in handy. When dealing with a person at the sixth level of the Condensation Yuan realm, using a sword should be able to end the battle soon.

"Soft Sword?"

Seeing the soft sword that Yuan Feng drew out, Yuan Ao's pupils shrank and his hair was about to stand up. He didn't believe that Yuan Feng's soft sword was used to play with. Looking at the cold light on the blade, his intestines were about to regret it.

"You, can you still use a sword?"

His voice was a little dry. At this moment, he really didn't know what to say. The horrifying body technique did not count, Yuan Feng could even use a sword. He wanted to know how his father investigated, and such a perverted person actually said that he was a martial arts waste?

"Haha, it doesn't matter whether you know or not, it's just a few simple tricks!" With a smile, his expression slowly became cold, "I'll use a sword. If you can hide, we brothers buried this guy. Today's incident will be considered to have never happened. If you can't hide, I'll buried you both."

"you………"

Yuan Ao's face changed and he wanted to say more, but when he saw Yuan Feng's resolute face, he knew that no matter how much he said, it would be useless. He could only blame him for his short-sighted eyes and his eyes were not aware of gold and jade.

"Okay, what you said is just a sword. If I go next, then we brothers will bury him and don't regret it."

Although he already understood that Yuan Feng was pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger, he still didn't believe that Yuan Feng could kill him with one sword. He was at least a master of the sixth level of the Condensation Yuan Realm. It would be absolutely impossible to kill him with one sword when he was prepared.

"Brush!!!" As soon as he raised his hand, a long sword suddenly appeared in his hand, with a sword body three feet per inch, looking extremely sharp.

"Huh?" Seeing that a long sword suddenly appeared in Yuan Ao's hand, Yuan Feng couldn't help but lit up his eyes.

He had long heard that there was a special ore called Na Jing in this world that could be made into space vessels, such as space ring storage bracelets. He had heard that Yuan Qingyun, the head of the Yuan family, had one. Now it seems that the ring on Yuan Ao's finger is probably the legendary space ring.

"I am worthy of being a disciple of the Sishui Sect, and I actually have such treasures!" He narrowed his eyes slightly, and he suddenly became interested in the space ring on Yuan Ao's finger.

"Come on, one move, one move!"

No abnormality was found in Yuan Feng. Yuan Ao's long sword was in hand, and he made a defensive posture and prepared to welcome Yuan Feng's sword.

"Hehe, my good brother, you have to be careful!"

"The eighth style of the sword technique of supporting the wind is to support the willows with the wind!!!"

Before he finished speaking, his face suddenly became cold. He lit up his feet. The second move of the Dragon Walking Step was like a storm, and his body turned into a afterimage and disappeared directly from the spot.

"So fast!!!"

Yuan Ao's pupils shrank, and Yuan Feng's speed was too fast. Not to mention Yuan Feng's sword technique, this step alone was beyond his reach.

"Iron Wall Sword!!!"

As a master of the Sishui Sect, after practicing in the Sishui Sect for several years, Yuan Ao was not a good person. As soon as the green edge turned, a blue sword shadow suddenly appeared in front of him, protecting himself behind him.

"The mantis arm is in a chariot!!!"

However, although Yuan Ao's sword technique is not bad, it is still a little bit worse in Yuan Feng's eyes. With a trembling soft sword, his sword blade directly broke through the opponent's sword light. With one striking, the green breeze in the opponent's hand was directly picked up and flew away.

"One move, one move passed!"

Although Yuan Feng's sword directly picked the opponent's Qingfeng away, this move was blocked by the opponent. Yuan Ao, who took the sword, hurriedly shouted, for fear that Yuan Feng would regret it.

"The ninth style of Fufeng Sword Technique, Feng Kills the World!!!"

However, when Yuan Ao's shouting, Yuan Feng replied with a sarcastic smile. With a change in the sword style, the ninth style of Fufeng Sword Technique Feng Kills the World and Slashed in the Sky.

The sword light flashed, and his figure had retreated, while Yuan Ao kept his anxious and exclaiming posture, standing there blankly, shocked and angry.

"The ninth style of Fufeng Sword Technique? He actually practiced the ninth style of Fufeng Sword Technique?" He recalled Yuan Feng's last sword in disbelief. He could not see clearly how the other party made the move. However, the chill all over his body made him understand that the other party's last sword had taken his life away.

"You, you... don't tell your credit!"

With unwillingness, blood suddenly spurted out from his neck, and after Zhao Qian, he fell down the second time.

"Hmph, what credit do you have to tell me about?"

With a raised corner of his mouth, Yuan Feng snorted coldly, and breathed a long sigh in his heart.
Chapter completed!