Chapter 662 (2/2)

As soon as the silver needle was blown away, the short sword on Feng Jian's left hand stabbed it at a very fast speed.

”Qiang!” Shen Feng lifted his knife like lightning to resist.

At the moment when Shen Feng blocked the short sword attack, the short sword turned its edge again at a very fast speed, and made three movements: rowing, picking and stabbing.

And most people are right-handed. Feng Jian uses his left hand. His attack is more difficult to resist and the angle is more tricky. Maybe this is his advantage.

But even so, these three moves were blocked by Shen Feng without exception.

If the strong man emphasizes strength, then Feng Jian is skill.

”Qiang Qiang......” after a burst of weapon delivery, Feng Jian saw Shen Feng blocking his attack, but a smile appeared at the corners of his mouth: ”I haven't met an opponent who can block my attack so perfectly for a long time. I'll play with you today.”

Then his wrists and fingers flew, ”brush!” The bloody short sword rotated a strange arc and rowed under Shen Feng's ribs.

”I haven't met such an opponent for a long time.” Shen Feng looked at the short sword, turned his wrist and held the Baizhan knife in his hand.

Baizhan Dao belongs to long Dao. Although it is a sharp weapon to fight on the ancient battlefield, close combat is certainly not as flexible as short sword. Shen Feng's posture of holding the knife can greatly increase the flexibility of long Dao close combat.

”Qiang!” With a sound of, the back of Baizhan Dao bounced back the attack of the short sword again. When it bounced back to Feng Jian's attack, the blade of Baizhan Dao crossed a black edge and fought back at Feng Jian.

”Yes, I can fight back. It seems that there is no reason why Liu Xiang was planted in your hand.” After Feng Jian blocked Shen Feng's attack, he said in a deep voice.

At this time, the strong man had pulled out the Warhammer. The vigorous wind roared on the Warhammer and smashed it to Shen Feng's side.

If only this strong man was alone, Shen Feng could easily deal with him, but Feng Jian's speed and attack skills made him afraid, so he had to be careful all the time and fell into passivity.

Shen Feng felt the fierce wind of the Warhammer approaching, and a cold flash flashed across his eyes. The deaths of Kang Shengguo and Wang Quan are likely to be related to the three people in front of him. Even if they are not closed, they may know some inside information, so we must catch them!

At the thought of this, the evil Qi in Shen Feng's body burst out in an instant, turned into a very strong air wave and spread around.

The blast of this evil spirit was very strong. Feng Jian looked surprised at the blast. Without hesitation, he felt the wind under his feet and quickly retreated back.

The strong man did not hide and continued to smash it with a hammer.

”Bang!” The vigorous wind carried by the Warhammer hit the air wave with a dull sound, counteracting the internal Qi on the Warhammer, and then drove it out.

The strong man's internal Qi is also famous for his strength. Shen Feng's move broke out, only offsetting his attack and forcing him back less than three or four meters.

”Drink!” Just as the strong man stabilized his figure, he gave a low roar, swung the hammer round and hit it again.

”Four armed War Ghost!” Shen Feng roared.

The voice fell, and the evil spirit that had just erupted gathered behind him at a very fast speed. In the twinkling of an eye, it condensed into a huge ghost with a height of four meters.

”Ouch!” The ghosts and gods roared, and the violent breath spread out from them.