"Boy, die!" A strong man with a scar on his face rushed towards Nan Huaijin like lightning and punched him hard.

Nan Huaijin stood behind the crowd. When he saw someone rushing towards him like lightning, he quickly blocked it with his sword.

With a clang, the metal gauntlet hit the sword hard, and the terrible impact caused the sword to bounce off Nan Huaijin's arm instantly.

Nan Huaijin's arms trembled, and instantly he felt as if his arms were about to break. The strong man with the scar hit Nan Huaijin's head with another punch.

"What happened!" Nan Huaijin was horrified and could only block with his arms.

With a click, Nan Huaijin's arm was instantly fractured, and a terrible force hit his forehead, punching him against the wall on the left. With a muffled sound, Nan Huaijin was smashed into the wall, and he hit the wall in an awkward manner.

In an abandoned guest room.

Blood spurted out from his entire mouth, and his mind went blank.

This scarred man is a seven-star warrior and an elite member of the Thunder Tiger Squad. He has been in the sea of ​​stars for many years and has experienced hundreds of battles. Naturally, he is ruthless in his attacks.

Nan Huaijin has just broken through to a six-star warrior, and among everyone, he is the weakest.

Therefore, the strong man with the scarred sword rushed towards him like lightning, and instantly hit him and seriously injured him.

Li Feng and a Seven Star were fighting and trembling with each other. Hearing Nan Huaijin's screams, he couldn't help but turn around and saw this scene.

"Nan Huaijin!" Li Feng shouted worriedly, and he couldn't help but feel worried, fearing that Nan Huaijin might make a mistake.

The brown-haired young man opposite sneered: "Boy, you'd better worry about yourself!"

As he said that, he took advantage of Li Feng's distraction and stabbed Li Feng's throat with a lightning-like sword, very viciously.

Li Feng's heart sank, and his eyes reflected a fierce light: "You are the one who forced me to seek death!"

Whoosh, his feet suddenly moved sideways, and he quickly avoided the opponent's sword, and then he suddenly rushed forward.

The sword drew a vague arc and struck the brown-haired young man quickly.

"Oh, with your little strength, you'd better take care of yourself first!" the brown-haired young man said with a sarcastic expression.

As he said that, he swung his sword and made a horizontal slash, quickly grazing towards Li Feng's chest.

"Get out!" Li Feng let out a loud roar, and his sword hit the opponent's sword with a clang, and sparks burst out.

The brown-haired young man felt the sword blade in his hand sink, as if he had been hit by a hammer. His wrist was numb from the shock, and he was about to change his moves.

Who would have thought that Li Feng was one step faster, holding the sword and rubbing it along the blade, stabbing the opponent's left shoulder like lightning.

Poof, a stream of blood spurted out.

"Ah!" The brown-haired young man couldn't help but let out a scream.

"You dare to challenge me to a duel, are you the one who counts?" Li Feng showed no mercy at all, and kicked the opponent hard in the abdomen, sending the opponent flying backwards, like a cannonball hitting the dark depths of the corridor.

Li Feng took the opportunity to turn around and rush towards Nan Huaijin.

The brown-haired young man followed a straight line and smashed into an abandoned room deep in the corridor, throwing up a large cloud of dust and broken wood.

Blood spurted out from his mouth, his face turned pale, and he was about to get up to fight back.

However, two tall figures suddenly emerged from the darkness. They were covered with silver-white scales, looked like humans, and had sharp claws.

There are fins on the back and arms that are sharper than blades, a mouth full of intertwined canine teeth, and dark green eyes flashing with ferocious bloodthirsty light.

The moment the two fishmen rushed out of the darkness, they rushed toward the brown-haired boy like lightning. One of the silver-scaled fishmen suddenly bit the brown-haired boy's neck.

Just like a wild animal killing its prey, a stream of blood spurted out.

Another silver-scaled murloc grabbed the brown-haired young man's arms and restrained his movements.

"Woo!" The brown-haired boy's eyes widened, and he was horrified. He wanted to fight back but was unable to do so. His whole body twitched violently for a few times, and his eyes dimmed quietly.

A six-star warrior who had experienced hundreds of battles was completely exhausted and died.

Since he was in the deepest part of the corridor, the Wolf Fang Team and the Thunder Tiger Team were fighting each other, so no one noticed this horrific scene.

After Li Feng kicked the brown-haired young man away, he immediately supported Nan Huaijin.

His body darted across the corridor of more than ten meters, like a gust of wind, and struck the scarred man with a knife like lightning.

Sensing the sudden sharp whistle from behind, the scarred man had no time to pay attention to Nan Huaijin who was not far away. He turned around and punched Li Feng with a heavy punch.

The fist struck, causing the air to vibrate, causing a series of air explosions.

Li Feng held the sword in his hand and swung it quickly, colliding with the scarred man's fist like lightning.

There was a clang, sparks flew everywhere, and both sides retreated violently.

"Hmph, that's so strong." The strong man with the scar could not help but frown as he felt the tyrannical impact from his fist.

Li Feng stared at the black fist with a glove on the scarred man, his eyes flashing coldly: "A melee warrior, are you the same as Brother Pao? Are you good at boxing?"

"Boy, come again." The scarred man stared at Li Feng and said in a provocative tone.

"Hmph, you alone are qualified to challenge me?" A sneer appeared at the corner of Li Feng's mouth, and he kicked the ground, and an afterimage flashed across his face, and he rushed towards the opponent like lightning.

He was met with a sword that struck him quickly.

The scarred man wore black gloves made of distinctive metal on his hands. He took a deep breath, the muscles of his arms swelled, and veins appeared.

The muscles in his right arm swelled faintly, bulging up the leather suit, as if a cannonball hit Li Feng hard.

A sharp sword light flashed, and it instantly collided head-on with the scarred man's fist.

There was a clang and sparks burst out.

Li Feng only felt the sword in his hand tremble, and the terrible force was transmitted to his arm through the blade, causing his jaw to crack and blood to flow out.

The scarred man was completely motionless, like an iron tower. A ferocious expression flashed across his face, and he quickly swung his thigh and kicked Li Feng violently in the abdomen.

Li Feng took a step sideways and quickly avoided the kick.

He spun around in the air and launched a backspin kick towards the scarred man's head.

The scarred man's other palm struck like lightning, his fists and feet collided with each other, and there was a muffled sound. The fierce and powerful force directly swept the scarred man away.

"You little bastard, you're looking for death." Some embarrassed strong men felt their numb arms and roared angrily.

However, Li Feng ignored him at all. He turned into a phantom again and quickly rushed towards the scarred man, slashing at him with his sword crazily.

Brush! Brush! Brush! Brush! Brush! Brush!...

A series of sword lights lit up, like a strong wind, covering the scarred man.

The strong man with the scar was frightened and angry, and he kept hitting him with fists as big as sandbags.

Either slamming, slapping, or sharp claws... Various attack moves were used alternately, constantly colliding with the sword in Li Feng's hand.

Clang! Clang! Clang! Clang! Clang! Clang!...

The sword light continued to light up, the sound of metal collision continued, and dazzling sparks continued to burst out from between the two.

But Li Feng struck one blow after another, seamlessly and smoothly.

A knife is faster than a knife.

Each knife is heavier than the other.

The rays of sword light formed a surging white sword wheel, just like the endless waves, one wave after another.

Sometimes turbulent, sometimes feminine, sometimes violent,...

The violent sword intent seemed to drown the scarred man at any moment.

The scarred man felt as if he was stuck in a quagmire, and it became increasingly difficult to block. His originally calm and rough face suddenly turned red.

After dozens of impacts, strong force hit every part of the scarred man's body, causing his whole body to surge with energy and blood, and all his internal organs were shocked to varying degrees.

puff!

The scarred man suddenly spurted out a mouthful of blood, and stared at Li Feng with a look of horror.

Where did this kid come from? He has such weird sword skills.

The sword strikes one after another, just like the raging waves on the sea.

The accumulation of terrifying sword skills gradually made Li Feng's sword skills rise to the extreme.

The more he resisted, the harder it became. After blocking thirty knives in a row, he was so uncomfortable that the scarred man spurted blood from his mouth.

This is exactly Li Feng's folding wave knife technique. It is like a small snowball rolling down from a snow mountain. As it continues to move, it becomes larger and larger.

This is the artistic conception of Li Feng's sword technique. The faster the sword is drawn, the stronger the force will be, and the power will continue to accumulate. The further back, the power will increase exponentially.

In addition, after a lot of fighting and training in the Shura Martial Arts Arena, his basic sword skills have reached the level of proficiency.

Therefore, once the Dielang Knife Technique is used, its power soars instantly, one sword after another, flowing smoothly, without any flaws.

At least under extraordinary circumstances, his sword skills are considered abnormal.

No wonder Fu Xingkui wanted to teach him this sword technique on the spot. It seemed that Li Feng was indeed very suitable for practicing this sword technique.

As the artistic conception of swordsmanship continued to rise, Li Feng's strength soared at an extremely rapid rate, and his power skyrocketed.

Even though the strong man with the scar had experienced hundreds of battles and was extremely good at boxing, he couldn't stand up to Li Feng's fierce sword skills.

In just a few moments, they were completely crushed.
To be continued...