A shrill cry came to Feng Xiao's ears. Feng Xiao's face did not have any regrets or pity, but instead showed a stern smile.

You have the opportunity to fight for your father's life, and you succeeded... but I didn't back then.

I envy you very much... and you, under the underworld, should also thank me.

Feng Xiao did not leave immediately, but swam quickly against the smooth wall. The breath of the sword god had already greeted him many times.

Even if it is deliberately provoked, he has never refused. This is a kind of confidence and a kind of pride.

When he reached the roof, the Qingyi Zi Jian was already waiting for him.

"It's been twenty years. Apart from that person, you are the only person I admire, and you are so young. It's a pity that you touched the bottom line of the country." Ye Huangtian sighed. There were too few people who could force him to take action, and he was just one.

Feng Xiao did not answer, Feiyu Bian pointed his finger and said lightly: "I am not your opponent, but I still came... Do you know my purpose?"

Ye Huangtian said nothing.

When he first fought with him, he easily locked him with his energy and almost pressed him to collapse, but this time, he found that he could no longer do so.

"Repay the debt!" As soon as the cold voice fell, the black shadow stabbed towards him with a red light.

“So fast!”

On a tall building three hundred meters away, a middle-aged man in red wearing a telescope couldn't help but exclaim.

"But if it's limited to this, Brother Ye should be able to kill him easily."

Xiao Ying shook his head: "You underestimate him too much. Will the only person who can let Brother Ye take action personally be this level? He is the one who can avoid my sniper."

A fire-colored light flashed in the man in red, staring at the battle situation in front of him, fearing that he would miss a slightest bit.

Ye Huangtian's body did not move at all, as if he had not reacted. Feng Xiao, who was sprinting, suddenly felt a vast mass of energy pressing towards him, and his chest was breathless. His eyebrows suddenly stood up, and the chaotic energy surged out, not slow but faster, and the red light spot slashed at Ye Huangtian's arm.

The sword god's face moved slightly, and his body quickly retreated as quickly as possible. At the same time, the Ziyang Sword in his hand finally moved.

"Brother Ye's aura not only did not suppress the other party, but was forced to retreat, which was extremely amazing..." The man in red frowned.

"If the opponent's speed is too fast, even Brother Ye will not have the chance to draw a sword. The martial arts of the world are only fast and not broken. This is true. In terms of internal strength, he is not as good as Brother Ye. If he is a saint, he has the strength to fight against the sword god." Xiao Ying sighed, and he was always worried about the failure last time.

"Brother Xiao, if you use your unique skills, do you think he can escape?" said the man in red.

Xiao Ying blew a little, and said in silence for a while: "Maybe, he can... in my opinion, he is at least 20% sure to avoid it."

"What?" The telescope in the man in red almost fell down. He just said it casually, but he didn't expect to get this answer.

"Your unique skill is recognized as being unable to avoid even a god. Is it really possible for him to avoid it?" Although only 20%, as long as it is possible, it is enough to surprise him. Because even the invincible sword god's unique skill can only protect the body with the true energy of the whole body when he is prepared, and avoid it... it is absolutely impossible.

Thinking of the incredible return of his body when he dodged his bullet last time, Xiao Ying nodded solemnly: "I can guarantee that I hit him 100%, but I have to hit the vital points that have been aimed at, and I have less than 80%. If he is prepared, less than 50%. He seems to have the ability to sense dangers and the extremely terrifying reflex nerve."

The man in red had a more serious expression and became more excited. The long-silent red blood began to boil slowly.

If the sword god doesn't take action, he will be shocked. The purple sword in his hand is lit out like raindrops, and he stabs hundreds of swords in his breath to seal all the angles of Feng Xiao's advance. At the same time, countless purple lights and shadows cut open the air and flew out like lightning, covering his whole body.

Ye Huangtian fought against the top ten Japanese masters with one force. As soon as Zi Yang came out, the purple light sword shadows were everywhere. None of the top ten masters could get close to his body within three meters. Instead, countless wounds were left in an instant by the sword energy that was everywhere like a dense wind and drizzle.

Although thirteen years have passed, the only five remaining Japanese masters were still frightened when they remembered the battle back then. Everyone knows that ten of them were defeated by the hands of the Chinese Sword God, but no one could imagine how quickly the battle ended. With just one move... The moment the sword god Ziyang sword swung, they were killed and injured, and they didn't even touch the corner of the sword god's clothes.

They were frightened. They had gone to the ancient martial arts world of China several times to show off their power. Since the battle thirteen years ago, they have never dared to step into China.

The biting sword energy of the ice made Feng Xiao’s face and his body feel like a knife cut. The sword god’s sword is much faster than his own body. Unless someone can keep up with his sword, there is absolutely no possibility of dodging or parrying.

Feng Xiao is a person who can barely follow the level of his sword. It is not the level of his eyes, so he cannot see the trajectory of the sword; it is not the level of his hands, so he cannot resist it; it is the level of his body, so he can avoid it.

The sword god's sword style was all hit in the air. Feng Xiao was already standing five meters away, gasping heavily, and then his body burst out without warning, without reservation, and he was going to fight against the sword god.

Ye Huangtian was slightly stunned. A breeze swayed from the Ziyang Sword, which seemed to be silent. Feng Xiao, who was coming towards him, clearly felt a stormy sword energy, and he was like a small boat that could be beaten and smashed at any time in the waves.

Faced with the storm that was about to sweep in front of him, Feng Xiao had no fear on his face. The flying feather blade in his hand turned into a red light and shot out. At the same time, the chaotic force instantly twisted the space in front of him, causing his body to reflect back at an extremely fast level.

Seeing the red light shot at him, the sword god's expression did not change at all, and his body did not dodge at all. The purple sun sword in his hand swung lightly, accurately pressing on the flying red blade, and sucking the flying feather blade firmly on the sword with extremely strong internal force.

While sucking the flying feather blade, the sharp sound of breaking through the air came from Ye Huangtian. The moment Feng Xiao turned back, the remaining chaotic power surged up, reversing the space in front of him again, causing his body to reverse the sword god incredibly again.

The Sword God was slightly shocked, and he could not resist the sword, but he was only slightly surprised, because with the opponent's fragile internal force, it would be impossible to cause any damage to his body without using magic weapons.

But he was wrong.

A black and creepy light stretched out from Feng Xiao's black sleeves, and a deep bone-visible scar was cut on his arm.

The telescope in the man in red fell to the ground, and the erected heads were flashing with strange sparks; "Sword God, injured..."

"Yes... this is the first time he has been injured since he started his army. Even when facing the top ten Japanese masters back then, he has not been cut by half the corner of his clothes."

"Brother Chen, is he qualified to let you take action now?" Xiao Ying looked at him, and his eyes flashed with solemnity.

The God of Vulcan Chen Yan.

A purple flame ignited on the surface of Chen Yan's body, and the surrounding temperature instantly rose to a height of fear. As strong as Xiao Ying, he quickly left ten meters away to prevent burns.

"The level of the bullet, see how you approach me and burn all the flames." The fire god Chen Yan moved his breath, and the ground under his feet began to melt slowly - strangely, his clothes had no trace of burning.

Ye Huangtian's eyes were completely gone without focal length. His left hand slowly hangs down, and the blood from the wound was running out in an incredible way. Even with his vast internal force as strong as the sea, he could only barely slow down the bleeding bit by bit.

"The cursed Blade of the Supreme Evil has an instinctive desire to blood. Once a wound is left, it will become dry. God wants to kill it but cannot, so he can only die by himself - the evil blade, the second most ten divine weapons in China, is the Heavenly Punishment! - Who is you, the Wind Soul Sword Saint?" Ye Huangtian's left arm seemed to have no sense, and his eyes slowly moved to the black short blade in his hand.

"It's my father!" Feng Xiao's body was shaking. His already small chaotic power was almost completely deficient, leaving only a trace of escape power on his feet.

"It turns out that he is the son of an old friend. No wonder you hate the Southern Family Alliance so deeply."

"The revenge of the father-killing is irreconcilable!"

Ye Huangtian sighed and tried his best to stop the feeling of being swollen from his left arm. "The incident happened back then, although the Southern Family Alliance was wrong, it was mainly your father..."

"Shut up!" Feng Xiao's body was filled with evil spirits, and the fury red light in his eyes made the Sword God stunned. "Even if you are the Sword God, you must not slander my father!"

"No matter who you are, you can't stop me from slaughtering Duanmu!!"

The cold and coldness made the surrounding temperature drop a little. The next moment, Feng Xiao's body jumped down from the top of the building and disappeared.

Ye Huangtian stood there blankly. How could he not see that the other party was exhausted? He just needed to catch up and was absolutely sure to kill him. But he did not, or he had no interest anymore. The brief battle tonight would have had a great impact on him.

Feng Xiao ran several kilometers and was getting closer and closer to his home, but his body became softer and his vision became blurry. Finally, he fell head-on in an inconspicuous alley.

Before fainting, he used all his strength to take out the protected intact mobile phone, wrote a message, and then completely fainted.

Countless blood slid down from him like a stream. Although the sword god's sword did not touch him, the sharp and bone-breathing sword energy left countless wounds as thin as cow's hair but deep into the inner organs on him. Now that the power of chaos has dissipated, he can no longer stop the blood from flowing out.

Jinghua University is a single dormitory with elegant and sweet decoration. The peerless beauty on the bed tossed and turned. Although it was already midnight, she had no intention of falling asleep. She was looking at the photo of her brother on the ceiling, her beautiful eyes were full of worry. Suddenly, the white phone beside her shook slightly, and her body quickly sat up, grabbed the phone in her hand and clicked it impatiently. Finally, a sweet smile appeared on her face that could make all men lose their souls, and then she yawned easily and fell asleep in the soft quilt.

When Feng Xiao woke up, the sky was still dark, but there was a faint hazy light. He tried hard to grab his phone and pressed a number one by one.

When the phone was connected, a dissatisfied voice came from it, but Feng Xiao could no longer hear clearly. The moment before he fainted again, he finally vomited two unclear words:

"Save me..."

Xiao Tian's hand holding the phone solidified, and his sleepiness disappeared in an instant. After a few seconds, he began to call Chen Bing's phone with his hands trembling.

A minute later, a black car rushed out of the military compound like lightning. The fully armed guards at the door looked at each other, but no one dared to stop them.
Chapter completed!