Chapter 4282

Shan evil water's sword was broken, and a fat old man appeared in front of him, which made him shocked and changed his face.

In front of the old man, although his figure is somewhat exaggerated, the sword idea surging around him is extremely terrible. He turns away and doesn't let go, making him like a lion ready to go. Once he takes his hand, he can tear everything.

Shan Heshui is the second of the three evils of Shen Jian. Although he is not a top swordsman, he still has a strong perception of the meaning of the sword

At the moment, he sensed two words from the sword meaning of the fat old man: oppression!

This kind of oppression even made him a swordsman with sword martial arts against the holy level, but he couldn't get through.

With his realm and strength, even those who oppose the holy peak of sword martial arts can not cause such a strong sense of oppression to him.

Who is this old man?

Nie Tian looked at the fat old man, and his tight heart suddenly relaxed, because the latter was Yin Feng without me.

Yin Fengwu can be called the peak of the sword world. Now that he has shot, Chiba will be fine if he rains.

The crowd looked at Yin Feng without me, and their faces changed one after another.

They are all extremely gifted swordsmen. Even though Yin Feng deliberately restrained his sword intention, they also felt the horror of the latter.

"Shen Jian and three evils", isn't it? "Yin Fengwu looked up slightly, looked at Shan Heshui, and said with a smile:" you are also a sword hero, an elder in the sword world, but it seems wrong to shoot a little girl under the eyes of the public. "

"Sir, this woman killed my third brother. As a second brother, I certainly want revenge. This is a private matter between the younger generation and the witch. Please don't mind." Shan evil water looked restrained and his tone was respectful.

He is not a fool. Of course, he knows that Yin Fengwu is not easy to mess with me.

"I'm sorry. I like to meddle in my own affairs without him." Yin Feng smiled at me and said, "in my opinion, this matter is over."

"What does that mean, master?" Shan evil water frowned, obviously suppressing his anger.

How can Shen Jian's three murderers be regarded as dignified figures? How can they die in vain?

"Your third brother is not good at first sight. He is also to blame for the little girl's killing him. If you don't want to die, leave here quickly." Yin Fengwu, I don't want to delay any more time and said coldly.

Hearing that the other party wanted to drive him away, Shan Heshui immediately lowered his face and said coldly, "senior, this is not your place. Why do you drive me?"

"Sorry, this is really my place!" Yin Fengwu smiled again, stepped out one step, and suddenly a sense of sword roared out.

In an instant, before the single evil water had time to make any reaction, a blood light splashed in front of him, and an arm was directly broken.

His figure immediately retreated and almost didn't stand firm.

Just then, a vigorous spirit appeared to stabilize him from behind.

"Big brother!" Shan evil water suddenly turned around. Behind him was a familiar face, which made him happy.

The person behind him is no one else, but his eldest brother, Leng Chenxiang, who is the first of the three evils of Shen sword and known as sword slaughter.

"Leng Chenxiang!" the sudden appearance of Leng Chenxiang made everyone tremble, and many people screamed.

Leng Chenxiang's face was solemn, his eyes were like sharp blades, staring at Yin Feng without me, and he was not afraid at all.

"What a powerful murderous spirit!" Nie Tian looked at Leng Chenxiang and immediately felt the bloody murderous spirit around the latter, and his heart trembled.

He has seen many powerful swordsmen, but he has never seen such a murderous person.

Leng Chenxiang just stood there, and the murderous spirit outside his body gave people a sense of suffocation and deterrence.

Sword butcher, butcher in the sword!

Leng Chenxiang's hands are stained with countless human lives. His murderous spirit is raised with these human lives.

This murderous sword intention makes him much stronger than swordsmen of the same level.

"Here comes a big man." Yin Fengwu looked at Leng Chenxiang and smiled faintly, but his eyes were a little strange and seemed to find something.

"Don't mind your own business, old man!" Leng Chenxiang opened his mouth and killed his pupils.

Even in the face of Yin Feng without me, he is not afraid at all.

"If I have to take care of it." Yin Fengwu smiled again, and his look became more strange.

"Death!" Leng Chenxiang was silent for a few seconds, then opened his mouth in a low voice, and then his figure moved directly, like an arrow from the string, condensing a strong killing intention, and suddenly came out to attack Yin Feng without me.

He was very smart and knew that he was not Yin Feng's opponent, so he took the initiative and wanted to kill the latter by surprise.

In an instant, a terrible murderous spirit spread, and everyone felt pinched by an invisible hand at this moment.

This is the terrible part of Leng Chenxiang. The sword intention and murderous spirit that erupted in an instant are perfectly combined to form a very strong suppressive force. Even those who are stronger than him may be killed in an instant.

But unfortunately, Yin Feng is too strong without me, far beyond his reach.

When Leng Chenxiang was about to approach Yin Feng without me, he suddenly felt an invisible pressure in the void, which immediately made his figure stagnant and difficult to enter.

Then, a more terrible force appeared, imprisoned him in an instant, and then oppressed him directly, as if to squeeze him to death.

"How, why..." Leng Chenxiang spoke hard and fought hard, but the force was getting stronger and stronger. He couldn't fight at all.

He did not expect that Yin Fengwu was so frightened that he crushed him directly with pure sword force!

"This..." everyone was shocked by the scene in front of them. Qi Qi took a breath and couldn't speak.

Leng Chenxiang is a swordsman close to the peak of Jianwu against the saint. He has no power to fight back in front of Yin Feng wume. How strong is the strength of the latter.

However, Yin Feng didn't kill Leng Chenxiang directly at this time, but controlled the sword meaning very subtly, so that the latter could not survive or die.

"Old man, if you have the courage, you'll kill me!" Leng Chenxiang was so fierce that he roared violently. His blood surged in his body, making him bloody.

Nie Tian frowned. He didn't know what Yin Feng was doing without me. The latter was not the kind of person who enjoyed torturing people.

"Who taught you the meaning of your sword?" Yin Feng said with a gloomy face without me.

"Sword meaning?" Nie Tian was stunned and suddenly reacted. Leng Chenxiang's sword meaning was somewhat similar to Yin Feng's seven injury sword meaning.

Does Leng Chenxiang have any relationship with Yin Feng without me?

"I... bah!" Leng Chenxiang refused to say with a ferocious and twisted face.

"Death!" Yin Feng's eyes sank and a killing opportunity appeared. Suddenly, the sword intention around him changed slightly.

"Teacher, I haven't seen you for a long time." but at this time, a low voice came from the void, and then a killing figure fell, like thunder breaking through the air and stirring the clouds and clouds.