Rebirth of the Alone Rivers and Lakes

Chapter 75 Windward Willow Sword ([-] updates)
Song Guizhen secretly complained.

If it goes on like this, maybe he will really be left here.

It's not that he can't deal with this group of people in front of him, the main reason is that this is the Flying Eagle Hall, and there will be a large number of people coming to support him at any time.

A third-rate expert is pretty good, but not to the point of being inhuman.

In the face of siege, when it's time to admit cowardice, you still have to admit cowardice.

Tear!

When he was distracted, Song Guizhen showed an opening, and a knife was slashed across his armpit, blood spattered out.

If it wasn't for the severe pain that brought Song Guizhen back to his senses, he would have avoided the critical moment.

That knife just now was enough to injure him severely.

But even so, there was a not-so-shallow gap left, and with the blood flowing, the offensive also slowed down a bit.

What Qingfeng swordsmanship requires is lightness and changeability. Once the offensive slows down, there will be more flaws.

In an instant, Song Guizhen had two wounds that were neither deep nor shallow.

"Why haven't Purgatory Kong and Xu Ming come? If they don't come, I'll be in big trouble!"

Song Guizhen was secretly anxious, but he didn't dare to distract himself.

All he can do is support until the two of them come to help, and he can't do anything else.

At this moment, Song Guizhen didn't keep his hand anymore, under the full force of Qingfeng swordsmanship, the sword light was like a ball of silver light in the dark night, covering every vital point in his body.

For a while, the sound of swords colliding resounded, and occasionally sparks splashed.

Song Guizhen shot with all his strength, the long sword in his hand was like the scythe of death, reaping the lives of those who besieged him.

"How courageous, you dare to act fiercely in my Flying Eagle Hall, take your life!"

With a loud shout, a figure leaped down like an eagle, and the long knife slashed down Huashan with force.

not good!

Song Guizhen's head jumped wildly, and he swiped his sword several times to force back the disciples of Feiying Hall who were besieging him, and stabbed the attacker's armpit with his long sword.

boom!
The figure turned around, and the long knife swept across and hit Song Guizhen's sword. With the help of this force, his body jumped a certain distance and landed on the ground.

And Song Guizhen's tiger's mouth that was holding the sword trembled slightly, and his body was uncontrollable, he took two steps back and stood still.

"team leader!"

Seeing this person, everyone in Feiying Hall showed happiness in their eyes.

Xu Fei glanced at the people with different injuries, waved his hands and said, "Let's all step back, and bandage the seriously injured ones, and keep the rest aside for me to see how I can take him down."

As he said that, Xu Fei saw many corpses on the ground, his eyes flashed sternly, and he stared at Song Guizhen firmly.

These people were sent by him to protect Zhao Li, and they were all members of his escort.

It can be said that these people are considered to be his team members, and if one dies, one less will be lost.

Because the guards were all the elites of the Flying Eagle Hall, not the ordinary members of the Flying Eagle Hall, losing a dozen at once was enough for Xu Fei's heartache.

If he didn't sacrifice the blood of the man in black, Xu Fei would feel sorry for his identity.

Song Guizhen didn't make a move immediately, but held the long sword tightly, and said in a dignified tone: "You are Feiyingtang Xu Fei, the newly promoted master?"

"I didn't expect that you, who are so shameless, can still hear about my reputation."

Xu Fei sneered.

At the same time, Xu Fei was also secretly vigilant.

It hasn't been long since he took over as the guard, and the other party already knows his existence. Without a certain understanding of Feiyingtang, they will definitely not recognize him.

The person in front of him is most likely a master of the Haijiao Gang.

Otherwise, the other forces would be too full to learn so much.

"Captain Xu's prestige, I have also heard of it, but it is better to meet him than to be famous."

Song Guizhen said this on his lips, but secretly he was recovering the consumed qi.

His worst plan still happened.

The movement here attracted the attention of the masters of Flying Eagle Hall.

In the current situation, there is a completely different difference between the presence of a top-level master and the absence of a top-level master.

If it was in normal times, Song Guizhen would not be afraid of Xu Fei, a third-rate early martial artist.

But now he is seriously depleted of true qi, and his body has also suffered a lot of injuries. The loss of blood has made his physical strength gradually decline.

In this state, his strength is less than half of his usual strength.

Even Song Guizhen is not sure if he is in the middle of his prime to deal with a master in his heyday.

Moreover, there is a group of people watching around here.

If one is not handled well, the situation of being besieged before will reappear later.

With the participation of high-level experts, there is a high probability that he will be here in this beating.

What he has to do now is to delay the time as much as possible.

Firstly, he could restore as much qi as he could, and secondly, he was delaying the time until Purgatory and arrived with Xu Ming.

"Who the hell are you? Why did you sneak into my Flying Eagle Hall and kill my brother? What kind of hero are you who hides your face?"

Xu Fei's face became colder, but he didn't make a move.

Song Guizhen was delaying time, and he was also delaying time.

The face-to-face just now let him know that the strength of the man in black in front of him is far above him.

Under the premise that the other party had rushed to strike with the sword, Xu Fei's strike did not take any advantage, and the tiger's mouth was still a little numb.

The masters are at least third-rate mid-stage, or even third-rate late-stage!
Xu Fei put several labels on Song Guizhen.

Song Guizhen is not sure that he can beat him, and he is not sure that he can win Song Guizhen.

The current him is still a person who has the true energy of the third-rate early stage, but has no matching strength.

Fang Xiu gave him the Mang Niu Fist, he hadn't had a chance to practice it yet, so the means to fight the enemy was still the three or two moves he had figured out before.

And judging from the scene, the other party also failed to kill Zhao Li, and before he could enter the room where Zhao Li was, he was stopped by his brothers outside.

As long as Zhao Li is fine, Xu Fei is not in a hurry.

All he had to do was drag Fang Xiu over. As long as Fang Xiu came over, the person in front of him would be within reach.

Song Guizhen secretly regained his qi, with a normal expression on the surface, and said: "I'm just an unknown person, not a hero. Compared with Captain Xu, I'm far behind."

"Hmph, do you really think I won't know who you are if you don't show up?"

"I don't understand Captain Xu's meaning."

Xu Fei sneered, and said, "When did the members of the Haijiao Gang become courageous. If they had the courage to come to Feiying Hall, but they didn't have the courage to admit it, it seems that it is not bad."

"The more I listen to Captain Xu's words, the more confused I become."

Song Guizhen's face twitched under the cover, and the process of recovering his true energy was almost interrupted, but he still pretended to be dazed, as if he didn't know what Xu Fei was talking about.

Is the Haijiao Gang something you, a small third-rate early-stage martial artist, can insult?

Sooner or later, I will cut off your head and hang it in front of the door of My Guizhen Hall for public display!
Song Gui was heartbroken.

(End of this chapter)