Chapter 746 (1/2)
However, the chill was immediately replaced by a burning breath, ”Hoo.” A hot flame flashed in front of me and beat the cold awn away in an instant.
It was the old man who saved the black alloy in time.
Just now, the old man didn't want to fight, but Shen Feng and black alloy were completely close combat. He couldn't hydrolyze his thirst and didn't give him a chance to help.
”Qiang!”
A crisp sound of steel was heard, and the warrior sword with fire deflected the snow, and then the edge turned and cut directly into Shen Feng's abdomen.
Shen Feng dared to take a hard shot of the black alloy, but dared not resist the knife with his body. His body flashed and stepped back seven or eight meters.
”Unexpectedly, the knife of Beichen's house is in your hand.” The old man stared at Shen Fengdao. When he was young, he learned Sabre at Beichen family in Dongdao. Beichen family's Sabre had a great impact on him. And in terms of seniority, Beichen Shou, the master of Beichen family, is his younger generation.
”Do you want it back?” Shen Feng clenched the Baizhan knife and piaoyue with both hands. His body sank and he was ready to fight at any time.
”Although Beichen's family no longer exists, I'll kill you and keep it as a souvenir!” The old man stared at Shen Feng's way.
After a short battle, we found the horror of Shen Feng: in order to kill his opponent, we can use any means. However, Shen Feng's body was like an iron fist. He was hit hard one after another, and his momentum increased instead of decreasing. He felt that he had experienced hundreds of battles, but he had never encountered such a difficult opponent.
”Sorry, this will definitely disappoint you!” Shen Feng narrowed his eyes, the double blades in his hand were cold, the blade roared, and attacked the old man fiercely.
The old man didn't answer, but there was a flash of fire on the samurai sword in his hand, which ignited a raging flame with an extremely hot temperature.
”Fire lion!”
”Roar!” A beast like roar came from the blade. The burning flame condensed at a speed visible to the naked eye and instantly turned into a flaming lion about four meters tall.
The male lion was majestic, with long mane, sharp teeth and claws. He was carrying a surging heat wave. A pair of murderous eyes stared at the rushing Shen Feng.
”Kill!” The old man roared and cut down with his samurai sword.
With the cleavage of the samurai sword, the fire lion roared and went straight to Shen Feng with the burning flame. The ground it ran across was a piece of scorched earth.
”Double edged kill!” With a low roar, Shen Feng crossed the double blades in his hand, and the evil spirit burst out on the blade, directly facing the lion's body.
”Boom!” The double blade and the fire lion hit each other hard with a loud bang, and burst out a dazzling light in the night, and the hot heat wave spread around.
The fire just appeared. The old man's eyes sank and rushed into the fire with a sharp blade
…………
In the depths of an old lane in Yanjing City, there was a burst of singing.
There is a troupe in the deep part of the alley. The troupe has a history of nearly 100 years. Since the first generation of troupe leaders, the troupe has never changed places. Even if there are high-rise buildings and bustling cities outside, it remains the same as it was a hundred years ago: old open-air courtyard and old grandstand.
At this time, it was daytime in China. On the stage, two Dan characters in suits were singing ”yiyiya”. In the front row of the auditorium, an old man in black sat there and looked at the stage absently... A beautiful shadow emerged in his mind, a shadow singing with him on the stage