Without retreating, Han Feng rushed up to the other party's surprise, and flew around with the thunder sword in his hand. "Piaomiao Luoying!"

Although the moves are simple and powerful, after Han Feng comprehended the murderous intent of the sword, each sword move has a more or less faint murderous aura, which makes the opponent feel chilled.

Seeing Han Feng attacking with his sword, he set up weapons for several members of the God Guild to meet him. As soon as he met, Han Feng's thunder sword destroyed the opponent's three weapons and stabbed one to death. Han Feng was just hit by a long stick on his left arm, and a little milky white light appeared, which was the effect of the iron cloth shirt technique.

If the sharpness of the weapon is compared, Han Feng's Thunder Sword is second, and no one in the entire Southeast territory dares to say that it is first. The famous weapon of the Maverick Lu Dafeng back then was definitely not a false reputation. Many of the members of the God Guild were just temporary recruits, but they had relatively high cultivation levels, but they were scattered people and did not have such strong backing strength. If their weapons and skills could not keep up, they could only be considered more hard-working. Han Feng was scattered and blessed with heaven!

Seeing that his weapons had a great advantage, Han Feng was also a master of art and courage. He used several ups and downs to climb and waves to fall into the middle of the crowd. He stabbed the sword in his hand in a circle, and the Thunder Sword swept over with a little cold light, causing everyone to retreat one after another, but they did not dare to step forward again.

"What are you afraid of? He is just a person! It costs 100,000 yuan!" The man said that he was about 1.9 meters tall, and his bulging muscles showed super explosive power. He carried a big knife all over the body, and looked at the scattered people who dared not step forward with contempt. He thought that it was not the core of his guild, but it was not possible. If it weren't for the stimulation of 100,000 yuan, these bastards would have run away long ago.

The man is a rare master in the God Guild. Like Shan Tao, he is loyal to the God Guild. Because of the adventure in the game, his cultivation has reached the eighth level of the Body Refining Stage, and he is considered a rare master.

Thinking of this, the man looked bloodthirsty and gloomy, staring at Han Feng standing in the crowd with his sword.

If Tang Huo is a martial arts fanatic, then Black Tiger is a martial arts demon. Tang Huo just likes to compete with experts and enjoy the excitement of improving and the joy of making friends after the competition. When Black Tiger sees the master, he only has one thought and will wipe it out!

Heihu is waiting for the opportunity. What he wants to do is not to defeat the opponent openly or be defeated by the opponent. He only needs to erase the opponent and wait for the opportunity. Regardless of the process, he only seeks the result!

"Around him and kill him! Otherwise, don't blame me for being ruthless!"

The Black Tiger obviously has a high status in the God Guild. With a command, everyone could only grit their teeth and surrounded them.

Han Feng stood in the middle, with no fear on his face, or had completely put his life and death aside. The thunder sword in his hand was like a soul-catching rope with a bull's head and a horse's face. Wherever he pointed, he would be a life!

In front of money, coupled with the surveillance of the black tiger behind it, the people of the God Guild were sieging Han Feng like crazy.

Han Feng blocked the sword, blocked the long sword of a man on the left, kicked the player who was swaying from the right, and kicked the player who was swaying the stick on his right. He exerted force with his left leg, used a leap to step on the clouds and waves, flashed through the attack of the player behind him, and soared into the air.

Heihu saw Han Feng rising high into the air, and knew that the time for his waiting had finally come. He shouted loudly, mopped the ground with a sharp striking strides to the outside of the crowd, stepped on the shoulders of the last member of the God Guild, jumped up, and then stepped on the heads of several players, rushed to Han Feng, seized the opportunity, and slashed hard.

"Break the mountain!"

The black back of the knife slashed at Han Feng's waist and abdomen with a harsh sound of breaking through the air. It seemed that the Black Tiger's idea was to cut Han Feng into two halves with one knife.

Han Feng has been paying attention to the Black Tiger standing outside since just now, because from the Black Tiger, Han Feng felt the danger and extreme danger. Because the murderous intent emitted by the Black Tiger when facing him is too strong!

Han Feng, who had already prepared some things, quickly ran the iron cloth shirt technique to the maximum, with a milky white halo appearing all over his body. He picked up the long sword and attacked the black sword before the black tiger's face first.

"drink!"

The black tiger forced its direction in the air, avoided Han Feng's sword, and stood firmly. Han Feng took the opportunity to make a colorful move, breaking the enemy under his body, and then landed on the ground, staring at the black tiger in the distance.

When the Black Tiger landed, he did not see the situation under him. The black knife in his hand actually directly cut a member of the God Guild from head to toe. The sharp black knife even cut the man like cutting tofu.

The blood flowing on the black knife was soon absorbed by the black knife. The black knife that absorbed human blood actually emitted a faint black and red light.

Blood Evil: The famous treasure sword of the Blood Evil sword is mad, and the sword spirit is bloodthirsty, which can affect the user's temperament and is domineering and fierce.

After reading the introduction of the black knife in Heihu's hand, Han Feng tightly held the Thunder Sword in his hand.

When other members of the God Guild saw the Black Tiger take action, they had already taken a few steps back, making room for the two of them. At this moment, they saw that the blood evil in the Black Tiger's hand actually absorbed the blood, and even retreated far away, as if they were not in charge of their own affairs, they even threw away the reward of 100,000 yuan.

Because they knew that by chance, the Black Tiger, who was inherited by the Blood Evil Sword Crazy, would be a terrifying killing machine once affected by the Blood Evil. It seems that the Black Tiger had already seen that everyone could not defeat Han Feng, but was just consuming Han Feng's physical strength through everyone, or the Black Tiger was looking for a suitable opportunity to kill him in one fell swoop.

Han Feng, who landed, was also wondering why other members of the God Guild did not follow him and surround him. When he saw the strange changes in the blood evil in the Black Tiger's hand, he immediately understood.

It seems that they are also afraid of Heihu!

Looking at the seventy or eighty players, but fearing an opponent with only one level higher than his cultivation level, it was so incredible to outsiders, but in Han Feng's opinion, all this was so ordinary.

Fighting intention!

momentum!

From the aura of the Black Tiger, Han Feng clearly felt the sense of oppression, but the aura of the Black Tiger was still increasing, and his fighting spirit was increasing.

Can't wait!

Han Feng knew that Heihu must not let the Black Tiger explode completely!

After figuring everything out, Han Feng rushed up with his sword, "Cuihua Luoying!"

Just when Han Feng's thunder sword was less than half a meter away from the Black Tiger, the Black Tiger, who was originally standing quietly, suddenly raised his head and burst out with scarlet blood in his eyes, like a hungry lion, lifting up the blood evil spirit and slashing at Han Feng frantically.

"Blood Sword Intention!"
Chapter completed!