The three-foot green edge is out of the sheath and the night rain in the rivers and lakes is full of murderous aura.

The sword blade broke through the air, roaring shrillly, and screams came from the broken temple, which shocked the neighing of the horse outside the temple, which spread far away in the darkness.

The swaying fire projected a group of people onto the wall, fighting fiercely.

The figure holding two swords in hand was like a ghost, shuttled through many shadows, and the sword blades spread out one by one, and people fell to the ground wherever they passed.

In the end, only two figures were left, and the rest fell down. The temple was covered with sputtering blood, dyeing the Buddha statue red.

"Who are you?!"

Chen Sanqiu held the sword in his hand, and his tone was shocked. He stared at Duan Yunfeng opposite him, and his heart was filled with cold air.

This man was elusive and, under his entanglement, he still quickly killed a group of officers and soldiers.

Although he was not healed by his injury, this man's martial arts skills are rare in his life... If he hadn't seen Chen Feng's inhumane strength not long ago, this man was almost the most powerful master he had ever seen.

This man suddenly attacked. Could it be that he was really an assassin who assassinated the emperor?!

Chen Sanqiu's heart suddenly jumped, fear and excitement emerged at the same time.

This trip failed to kill Chen Feng, and he lost a lot. If he could capture the assassin, it would be a great achievement and would even have greater benefits!

It is really a village with dark flowers. If it weren't for the defeat of Chen Feng's magic gun and the accidental staying in the dilapidated temple while escaping, then there would be no good luck to meet the assassin.

It is a blessing to lose your horse!

This series of thoughts was just a flash of lightning, and Chen Sanqiu had already made a decision. Even if he dragged his injured body, he would seize the opportunity to take down this person.

Fortunately, I still have the pill of reliance on merit!

On the other side, Duan Yunfeng exploded and quickly killed a team of officers and soldiers, which consumed a lot of internal strength and his chest was slightly ups and downs.

He had already noticed that Chen Sanqiu had good martial arts skills, but he had nothing to say. He quickly adjusted his breath, and his face was cold, and he killed his swords straight up, not intending to leave a living mouth.

"What a thief!"

Chen Sanqiu's leisurely exercised his skills and quickly retreated. He took the opportunity to reach into his arms, took out the Yanggong Pill, threw it into his mouth, swallowed it into his abdomen, and used the internal power to transform and open the medicinal power.

After doing this, Chen Sanqiu felt certain, and then turned around to meet the enemy. His footwork was agile, and the long sword in his hand danced into a clear light. The water clouds, sudden rain, and the three sword techniques of Wushan Sect were splashed freely.

The Chen Sanqiu sword is light and agile, dense and agile, with complex moves. When taking a defensive posture, it is a delicate skill that has been practiced over the years. Duan Yunfeng's two swords are fierce and quick, weird and tricky. They must take the key points when taking action. They are all killer moves that cost people's lives. They are not fancy at all, and they are even more lethal.

Both of them used swords, and their ways were completely different. When they fought, they took twenty or thirty moves in an instant.

Chen Sanqiu felt that his lower abdomen was hot, and a stream of internal energy filled his whole body. He knew that the Pill of Promotion of Merit was gradually taking effect. He was secretly happy and constantly stimulated his internal strength, gradually turning to defense into attack. A sword made it faster and faster and dazzled.

Duan Yunfeng frowned slightly, and he had noticed the changes in the other party's skills, but he was focused and unmoved.

After walking a few more moves, Duan Yunfeng suddenly swept the sword edge of Chen Sanqiu, turned around and seemed to be trying to escape, deliberately selling a flaw.

"Don't go!"

Chen Sanqiu caught up quickly and stabbed his opponent's heart with a sword.

Duan Yunfeng was prepared for a long time, and he made a mistake in his steps and dodged his side. His two swords were like spiritual snakes, stabbing out from a strange angle.

"Hmph, whimsical!" Chen Sanqiu was also experienced and had long seen through this intention. He shook his sword flower and turned his position and cut Duan Yunfeng's wrist, trying to force the other party to withdraw his move.

However, at this moment, Chen Sanqiu's face suddenly changed drastically. He felt that the internal force running at high speed was like a wild horse, and suddenly lost control and suddenly ran around in the meridians.

This unexpected change directly caused his strength to lose control, his body was weak and weak in an instant, and his sword force tilted out.

In the slightest difference in the fight, this mistake is enough to be fatal!

"Oops!"

Chen Sanqiu was shocked.

Before he could figure out what was going on, Duan Yunfeng's two swords had been cut in staggered.

brush!

Blood splattered everywhere, and the broken palm with a sword flew into the sky.

Duan Yunfeng's face did not change his color, and he kept moving, and stepped forward and passed by Chen Sanqiu.

Two cold lights flashed in Shen Sanqiu's sight.

Puff!

Blood squirted.

A big head that solidified a shocked expression dropped dust.

Behind Duan Yunfeng, a headless corpse with broken hands shook a few times, fell down and lost its rest.

The ruined temple returned to silence, leaving only the crackling sound of firewood burning.

Duan Yunfeng shook his hand and threw away the blood on the sword, choked and put the sword into the sheath, frowned and looked at Chen Sanqiu's body, a little confused.

"This man's kung fu is not bad, why did he suddenly die?"

He couldn't figure it out, so he simply didn't want to. He squatted down and searched the corpse. His technique was not very skillful, and obviously he didn't often do murder and robbery.

After a while, he found some broken silver, and found several bottles of elixirs from Chen Sanqiu's arms, as well as a secret book "The Flowing Clouds and Drizzle".

Duan Yunfeng turned around a few pages casually and put them in his arms.

He has his own unique martial arts skills and doesn't care much about this secret book.

"It's just about to find Chen Feng on this trip, so I'll offer this merit as a gift... By the way, I'll see if this Chen Feng is a person, which is different from the rumors."

Duan Yunfeng's eyes flashed.

He didn't dare to stay for a long time, so he dug a pit, threw all the corpses on the ground and buried them, then took two horses and hurried away in the night rain.

In the dilapidated temple, only dried blood and sword marks were left everywhere, witnessing the life-and-death battle.

...

As time passes day by day, many misfortunes by experts in the martial arts world gradually ferment.

Twenty-eight famous celebrities in Jiang Chun and nearby Jianghu joined forces to pursue Chen Feng, but more than half of them were killed and fled in a panic. The news had spread in the southern Jianghu, causing an uproar.

With so many experts joining forces, they even lost a lot, and the reputation of these celebrities in the world was greatly hit.

His lifelong fame instead made Chen Feng a wedding dress and contributed to his great reputation.

Chen Feng's previous powerful deeds are already circulating in the world. Now, even he is as easy as cutting melons and vegetables when dealing with the famous masters of the world who have been famous. With such a brilliant record, the people's calls for him as the number one master in the Green Forest are getting higher and higher.

Yan Hanjun, An Dafeng, Lu Xilin and other famous celebrities who were lucky enough to survive, fled back to the sect and were in panic all day long, fearing that Chen Feng would come to the door.

However, after the incident spread, Chen Feng did not move and was still wandering around the county town to fight against evil. This made the surviving celebrities in the martial arts world think that Chen Feng had no intention of visiting the door, and couldn't help feeling lucky and glad that he escaped.

The Ningtian Mansion family's plan to kill Chen Feng was failed, and they wanted to gather people to attack him again.

However, after this battle, people in the southern martial arts world understood that Chen Feng was an extremely difficult bone to crack. Many sect leaders near Jiangchun were beaten to death by Chen Feng. The remaining famous masters were either small families or solitary. Now they refused to take action, and even if they were likely to offend the powerful and powerful, they would not care about it.

The Ningtian Mansion family had no choice but to temporarily extinguish this thought. The officials and gentry in counties in Jiangchun were in trouble and they could not control it for the time being.

The eleventh year of Xinghe, late autumn.

The weather was wet and cold. In a wild forest with fallen leaves, Chen Feng and his group were burning fire, and many of them were wrapped in cotton coats and fur coats.

Many days ago, he fought with celebrities from the world, and the team lost more than ten people. Later, he fought against evil and followed the poor and then added more people. At this time, the number of people reached forty or fifty.

Among them, the number of Green Forest masters in the industry has risen to fourteen, which is more than before.

"Second brother, it's been a few days. When will we set out to find the bad luck of those sects in the world?"

Fang Zhen sat in front of the fire with an urgent tone.

“Wait a little longer.”

Chen Feng responded casually, and was still wearing a single dress in front of his knees, as if he could not feel the cold at all.

"My second brother said the same a few days ago. When will he wait?"

Fang Zhen muttered.

He was eager to find trouble for the sects of the world, and he had to ask several questions every day.

Chen Feng closed his eyes and refused to answer.

At this moment, he suddenly shook his body and opened his eyes again. His eyes became bright, but Zhou Jing switched over.

"Huh, it seems that nothing happened..."

Zhou Jing quickly passed the experience log in his mind and breathed a sigh of relief.

It is no difficulty for the No. 4 Apostle to kill corrupt officials and bullies in counties in various places and to escape the pursuit of officers and soldiers. The only one that causes certain casualties to the gang is the joint attack of celebrities from the world.

"It's a pity that I didn't come in person at that time, otherwise I would have taken the lead as soon as I met and twisted off the heads of these people in the martial arts world."

Zhou Jing shook his head secretly.

When there was no personal arrival, the Apostle's intelligence record did not refresh the information he had mastered. In the placement mode, the Apostle's behavior was still a bit rigid. When he encountered Shen Sanqiu, he did not take action immediately, otherwise there would be fewer casualties.

Moreover, if we take action personally, most of these people in the world will not be able to escape. It seems that the current not-high Apostle synchronization rate will still affect the response to the enemy.

The placement plan for the fourth apostle is currently to go around the county to fight against evil, and not to leave the gang too far.

Zhou Jing had made a special adjustment before, and the attack on the Jianghu sect was not in the current affairs sequence of the Apostle No. 4, so after a group of people were attacked, the Apostle No. 4 said that he wanted to find the place, but he did not take action for a long time. This time the placement plan had a slight advantage and suppressed the apostle's actions to promote his personality.
To be continued...