Under Zhang Feng's guidance, Dong Xiaodao's mood stabilized. He immediately used two short knives to use a double kill, heading straight to the north side of the corridor in the smoke, and stabbed it downwards.

This move of "double killing" is a killer move in the Night Wind Sword Technique of the Dark Night Gate. It can attack any of the three upper, middle and lower routes. Because it is a double sword, even if the opponent blocks one sword, it will be difficult for the other sword to block another sword.

Moreover, the knife is stabbed with an tilt, which can easily leave a wound of one foot long and one inch deep on the opponent's body. The head-on path is the neck, which will kill you on the spot. If you hit the abdomen, you can directly spread the belly. Even if you hit the leg, you cannot cut off the opponent's ligament.

In the thick smoke, the sword wind is blowing, causing the thick smoke to roll.

Andrew, who was attacked, had the heart to curse at this time.

He couldn't figure it out anyway. What he threw out was a smoke bomb that was comparable to tear gas, and the smoke was denser. In a narrow place like the corridor, it could completely block the vision.

How did Zhang Feng know that he was on the north side of the corridor?

I can't figure it out!

He didn't have the chance to think too much. Dong Xiaodao's attack came. The sword wind invaded his body. He quickly stepped back and relied on his strong physique to avoid the attack.

However, the distance between the two sides was closer, so Dong Xiaodao could already see a vague shadow.

However, the thick smoke had a strong tear-jerking effect. The brief attack made his eyes hurt severely, and tears flowed. He closed his eyes and immediately lost his target.

"Made, what the hell is smoke?" Dong Xiaodao cursed.

Zhang Feng's calm and steady voice came again: "Two meters ahead of the right, dance randomly!"

This is another killer move in Yefeng Sword Technique.

Hearing this, Dong Xiaodao felt relieved, grinned and bared his teeth, waved two short swords, and rushed to the front right like crazy.

The two short knives were waving like splashing water. The sword wind brought about by blowing away some of the thick smoke, revealing Andrew's figure.

"Watts uh!" Andrew screamed in surprise.

He still couldn't understand why Zhang Feng knew where he was hiding behind?

I had no time to think about it, and I didn't hide anymore. I slashed it with two knives and was chopped into dumpling fillings in minutes.

Didn't dare to fight back, Andrew took two steps back, rolled on the spot, and his body rolled into thick smoke again.

"Don't run away if you have the ability!"

Dong Xiaodao's eyes were red and tears were hanging all over his face. If the smoke wasn't too irritating, he would have stared at Andrew to death. No matter what kind of master the other party was, he would cut it first.

Unfortunately, after closing his eyes, Andrew was lost again.

"It's despicable!"

Angry, he yelled loudly.

"To the left, the Rainbow Knife!"

Zhang Feng's rapid roar came.

Dong Xiaodao was shocked. His eyes couldn't stand the stimulation, so he simply closed his eyes and slashed fiercely at the left.

This knife, called "Breaking Rain Knife", is also a trick in Yefeng's sword technique. It emphasizes fast and ruthlessness. It is a trick to counterattack when attacked. The sword is extremely sharp. Generally, people who are hit will be cut halfway through their necks, and at worst, they will be separated on the spot.

The Dark Night Gate has been passed down for thousands of years, and its martial arts teachings are profound and profound.

Andrew was planning to attack from the thick smoke, and two daggers stabbed Dong Xiao’s ribs silently, and they would succeed in another second, and the result...

Hearing Zhang Feng's shouting, he almost cursed.

Are you a devil? Have a demonic eye that sees through the essence of things?

I can’t figure out why Zhang Feng knows where I am?

A series of questions made him almost mentally collapse.

For the sake of his life, he chose to avoid it as soon as possible. He leaned back and watched Dong Xiaodao's knife pass through his nose.

He was shocked and sweated in a cold moment.

"Huaxia is the hell of warriors!"

Andrew burst into control and screamed.

"Ghosts and gods!"

Zhang Feng's voice came from the thick smoke.

When Dong Xiaodao, who had closed his eyes and attacked, heard this, he lowered his right hand without hesitation, held the short knife and rushed out of his left rib, and the poisonous dragon was as powerful as a hole.

Andrew didn't expect that a mere guard could use such a wonderful trick. He was caught off guard and hurriedly rolled to the side.

With a puff, a tight Ye Xing's quilt was cut through, and blood immediately poured out.

Andrew rolled to the ground and when he appeared again, he was already standing outside the smoke. An amazing wound appeared on the lower edge of his right rib, and his skin was turned and his injuries were very serious.

"I will never come to China in this life!"

He was really panicked. He ran without hesitation. If he had wings, he could fly on the spot.

"Sect Master, are you chasing me?"

The smoke had not yet dissipated, Dong Xiaodao's face was still full of tears, and he suffered too much loss. He didn't want to let the enemy go, and he couldn't leave his post without permission. He was very frustrated.

"Three people, go chase, the other party's eighth-grade cultivation level is injured. Be careful, leave the injured brother to me!"

Hearing Zhang Feng's calm voice, Dong Xiaodao immediately held the two swords and compared it with a clasped fists, and replied loudly: "Here!"

This is an ancient etiquette that can only be used by the introductory disciples of the Dark Night Gate Zhanzi Hall.

Then, the sound of waving clothes sounded in the corridor. Dong Xiaodao's two companions used their coats to dispel the thick smoke. The three of them immediately chased in the direction of Andrew's escape.

Zhang Feng's figure walked out of the ward, squatted beside the injured disciple, and immediately covered the wound on his neck with his hands.

"Don't worry, the carotid artery was not damaged, the vein was damaged, and just have a small operation."

"The master of the sect...I am embarrassed to Zhan Zitang."

The injured disciple's face was pale. I don't know if it was because of the smoke, or because he was ashamed of being injured by the sneak attack.

"What a shame? That killer is of eighth grade cultivation. If you are facing you head-on, you are not his opponent. Keep your injuries well and go to the subculture for a while. I'm waiting to see your results!"

Zhang Feng smiled warmly and comforted her softly.

The disciple blinked gratefully and tears flowed out again.

Soon, the hospital security guards and doctors all arrived and picked up the injured disciples. Zhang Feng washed his hands in the bathroom in the ward, looked at himself in the mirror, and muttered: "I promised to protect me, are you there?"

At this time, Ye Qingxuan walked in and said with a look of fear: "Zhang Feng, is that brother's injury nothing serious?"

Others protecting themselves and being hurt makes her feel a little guilty.

Zhang Feng turned around and smiled, "He is a disciple of the Dark Night Sect. His responsibilities are dependent on his life. Same as the other people in the Dark Night Sect will also sacrifice their lives to protect him. Friendship is priceless. We never care about it. The living will take care of the families of the dead."

It is said to be plain, but the Dark Night Gate has stood for thousands of years, relying on unity and unity, which is also the purpose of the Dark Night Gate.
Chapter completed!