The Magician of Cultivation

Zhang Caifeng's demeanor changed.

Originally, when facing Boss Hu and his four men, she was on the defensive.

The long sword wielded by the water-type fighting spirit is like a curtain of water, impenetrable.

But now the water curtain has changed, turning into sharp ice spikes.

shhhhhhhh

The sound of swords whistling could be heard in the air.

That is the sonic boom produced by the sword rubbing against the air when the sword is drawn and sheathed quickly.

"All-out defense"

All four of them have fire-attribute physiques. Their attack power is OK, but they are not good at defense.

They swung their broadswords at the same time, forming a circle of sword shadows in front of their eyes, trying their best to block every sword attack.

Ding ding ding ding

The weapons clashed, making a sound of metal colliding, mixed with the sound of sharp swords piercing flesh.

The four brothers of the Hu family all gritted their teeth and dared not be distracted.

If you can prevent it, you can live; if you can’t, you will die.

After a dozen breaths, the sound gradually stopped.

Boss Hu slumped on the ground, gasping for breath.

There were countless sword holes of various sizes on his body. Fortunately, none of them were in vital areas, so he managed to survive.

He hurriedly looked at Hu Laoer, and his pupils contracted uncontrollably.

A strong sense of grief surged into his heart, and Hu Laoer beside him was almost stabbed into a sieve.

At the throat, there was a conspicuous black blood hole, and blood was spurting out from the hole.

"Second brother, second brother..."

Boss Hu's voice was hoarse and trembling. He felt great pain in his heart. He struggled to get up and hugged Boss Hu who was about to fall down.

But he had no strength left and they both fell heavily to the ground.

Boss Hu didn't care and held the second brother's neck tightly with his right hand.

Warm blood soon flowed out from between his fingers.

"Ho...ho..."

Hu Laoer's eyes widened, his body twitched unconsciously, and the light in his eyes quickly dimmed.

“Brother…”

"Second brother... Second brother"

Hu Laosan and Hu Laosi hid behind their two brothers and were not injured.

The two men reacted a little slowly, and only cried out in surprise when Big Hu fell to the ground holding Big Hu.

They quickly knelt on the ground, the third brother hugged Hu Laoda, and the fourth brother hugged Hu Laoer, all crying heart-wrenchingly.

The four brothers grew up together and were inseparable. Now the second brother has died tragically and the eldest brother is seriously injured. One can imagine the pain in their hearts.

Behind the bushes, Gu Fei and the other three looked at each other.

Although rumors said that his fighting skills were very powerful, they were still shocked when they saw it with their own eyes.

The four brothers of the Hu family originally had an absolute upper hand, but they were defeated in just one move, with one dying and another seriously injured.

"What a powerful fighting skill"

Li Yu was somewhat shocked, this fighting skill was indeed extraordinary.

He had the power of his soul to investigate, so he naturally knew how many times Zhang Caifeng had drawn her sword in just a dozen breaths.

Three hundred and twelve times.

Each sword is infused with fighting spirit, crisp and neat, and as fast as the wind, worthy of the name "Swift Wind Stab".

"But this is also a desperate move, a last-ditch effort."

Li Yu quickly discovered the shortcomings of this fighting technique.

Although it is extremely powerful, all the fighting spirit in the body will be used up after this move.

No matter who the opponent is, the caster will have no strength to fight again.

If you don't succeed, you will be benevolent.

Obviously, Zhang Caifeng did not succeed in the end.

She knelt on the ground, feeling powerless, with her right hand resting on the ground with the long sword, her face full of regret and despair.

Li Yu discovered this, and Gu Fei and the other three also noticed it.

The four of them tiptoed out of the bushes and headed towards the battlefield ahead.

"puff"

On the battlefield, Boss Hu couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood.

He was already seriously injured, and the heartache made it even more difficult to suppress his injuries.

As he spat out blood, his face turned pale.

"Big Brother"

"Brother...Brother...wuwu..."

The third and fourth brothers were shocked, especially Hu, who couldn't help crying out loud.

The four men had blood on their knives, and no one knew how many lives they had taken.

Normally, even if he was stabbed a few times, he wouldn't frown. But at this moment, this seven-foot-tall man cried helplessly like a child.

"Old Four, don't... don't cry, I... I'm... fine"

Boss Hu wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, feeling filled with guilt towards his three younger brothers.

If they didn't want to be the fourth leader of the village, if they didn't want to capture this girl and give her to Li Shaoyang, why would the four brothers do this?

The third brother couldn't help but turn his head away.

I happened to see Zhang Junyi, who had come to Zhang Caifeng's side without her noticing, and was reaching out his hand to support her.

Hu Laosan was furious.

He reached out and grabbed the broadsword on the ground, then stood up and said, "It's all because of you, bitch... I'm going to kill you."

Hu Laosan took a few quick steps and came in front of Zhang Caifeng.

Without saying a word, he swung the sword in his hand and chopped towards Zhang Caifeng's head.

Zhang Junyi raised the broadsword in his hand and wanted to block.

But he was already seriously injured, and this was also an angry attack from Hu Lao San. How could he take it?

Zhang Junyi was knocked to the ground with his sword. He struggled to get up, but he couldn't move.

Hu Laosan ignored Zhang Junyi. He hated Zhang Caifeng very much in his heart.

The broadsword turned from a chop to a cut, and chopped towards the latter's neck. If this hit, even the Golden Immortal could not save him.

"No……"

Zhang Junyi's eyes were bloodshot and he roared madly and wanted to pounce, but he didn't have the strength to do it.

砰

Just when the broadsword was about to hit Zhang Caifeng's neck, a broadsword stabbed from the side and hit the blade of the broadsword accurately.

The huge force caused Hu Laosan to stagger and almost fall.

He could no longer control the sword in his hand, and it flew out horizontally, hitting a big tree not far away.

"Um?"

Hu Laosan suddenly turned his head and looked at the person who drew the sword.

"Hu Laosan, you are really going backwards. How could you have the heart to lay hands on such a charming little girl?"

Zhu Si's mocking voice came from the side, making Hu Lao San feel like a ferocious beast with its fur standing on end.

He immediately roared angrily, "How dare you, a fat pig, stop me?"

Zhu Si was not at all angry when Hu Laosi called him a fat pig.

He laughed out loud, "Hahaha, why shouldn't I dare? Don't you understand the principle of the mantis stalking the cicada while the oriole is waiting behind?"

Zhu Laosi was shocked and immediately abandoned Zhang Caifeng and retreated back to Hu Lao Da.

He was not a fool. The other party usually avoided him in the village. Now that he dared to attack, he must be confident.

Sure enough, he had just returned to Boss Hu.

Gu Fei's shrill and piercing voice sounded behind them.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk, isn't this Boss Hu? What's up? Why are you here walking the dog in the middle of the night instead of sleeping?"

Then the voice seemed to have seen a new world.

"Oh my, isn't this Hu Laoer? What happened? There is so much blood, Hu Laoer...Hu Laoer..."

He showed a sneer on his face and said in an exaggerated tone, "Our mighty and majestic Hu Lao Er, is he dead?"