The big boss only had one sword, an ordinary sword, but it was better than the previous thirty-two swords.
The sword energy surged vertically and horizontally, and the majestic rain around him was broken through, forming an air shield.
However, although his sword moves were fierce, Tang Feng was not an ordinary person.
A ray of golden light suddenly burst out, like the sun breaking out from the heavy dark clouds. Tang Feng's originally ordinary right hand immediately twisted and lengthened, turning into the claw of a divine dragon.
The dragon's claws flew across the sky and grabbed the dark clouds of sword energy above. This huge sword energy, which was as heavy as a mountain, was immediately cut open by the claws.
Tang Feng let out a loud roar, and in the roar, his people were like dragons flying into the sky, strange and mysterious like dragons flying across the universe, and they burrowed out towards the torn hole.
All of this was accomplished in the blink of an eye. When he saw a golden shadow shooting out like a meteor in the night sky, the big leader's complexion suddenly changed.
"This is impossible, you are just opening the pulse, how can you possibly defeat my peerless sword!" The big leader shouted sadly, his voice full of shock.
Tang Feng didn't answer him, and there was no need to answer him. He jumped into the air, his men cut through the sky, and the next moment they were in front of the opponent.
With one palm strike, it was an ordinary punch, but it contained a mountain-like impact. Because of this palm, Tang Feng had almost used absolute energy.
The big boss originally wanted to hide, but he ran out of tricks and was now hanging in mid-air. What's more, after using his strongest sword move, the energy in his body was completely exhausted.
Even if he wanted to dodge at this time, there was nothing he could do. Moreover, Tang Feng's speed was too fast. Even if his energy was not exhausted, he would never be able to dodge.
It seemed like a light palm, but when it landed on his chest, it weighed a thousand kilograms. Like the sound of thunder, the leader immediately jumped into the short-line kite and flew backwards.
Before he reached the bottom, an arrow of blood spurted out of his mouth in mid-air and scattered on the deck.
When he landed on the deck, his man was lying there like a dead dog, unable to move.
The ghost mask on his face was shaken and could no longer be fastened, and fell to the ground with a crash, revealing a face that was pale and extremely weak and sluggish.
In fact, there is nothing special about this face. If it weren't for the long scar between his eyebrows, which divided his face into two halves, it wouldn't look scary.
But just this scar, coupled with the ferocious and resentful scarlet gaze of the big boss at this moment, looks quite terrifying and penetrating.
However, Tang Feng remained calm. Except for a slight fluctuation in his breath, his resolute face showed no expression at all.
He stepped forward, his heavy military boots making a thumping sound as he stepped on the wooden deck.
Tang Feng was very fast, but the sound of heavy footsteps was like a heavy hammer, hitting deep in his soul one after another.
"You actually, actually defeated me, how could you?" The big leader roared angrily. It seemed that he still couldn't accept the fact before him.
Tang Feng came to him, looked at him condescendingly, and said in an almost toneless voice: "You didn't expect such a result?"
The big boss had to admit that he had been a great tycoon in the world and traveled overseas all his life. He never thought that he would fall into the hands of a young boy.
Tang Feng said coldly: "When you killed those innocent people and hung their heads up as your victory trophies, you should have thought that this day would come."
As he spoke, he did not forget to glance at the bow of the tall ship behind him. On the bow, hundreds of heads that had been dried in the sun for many years were still hanging there.
The big leader's eyes suddenly looked towards the bow of the ship ahead, and without any struggle he let out a sinister smile.
He grinned his blood-stained mouth and said sternly: "Boy, do you think you have already won?"
Tang Feng sneered: "Do you think you haven't lost yet?"
The big leader suddenly burst into laughter. Even though his internal organs were shocked at this moment, his laughter was still extremely wild.
"I have spent my whole life wandering around the world and traveling overseas. I have killed people without any calculation in my life. I have never encountered any kind of danger. Do you think you can defeat me just by doing this?"
The big leader shouted angrily, and before Tang Feng could react, he shouted towards the bow of the ship: "I didn't want to ask him to take action, but now, I have to do it!"
"Please, Mr. Yin San!"
As he finished speaking, Tang Feng felt a cold wind blowing past him, and then out of the corner of his eye, an old man with the same coldness quietly landed on the deck like a ghost in the night.
Seeing the sudden appearance of the old man in black, Tang Feng's pupils shrank suddenly. It was only then that he suddenly realized that this cunning old man had been standing on the canvas above his head.
Originally, with Tang Feng's current state, he would be able to tell even if there was a sparrow landing on it, but the other party was a living person, and he couldn't even feel it for such a long time.
This is undoubtedly very scary, and it only shows that this cunning old man's skills have reached an unfathomable level.
After falling down, Tang Feng still had the feeling that if he didn't look carefully, it would still be difficult to spot the other person. It was as if his person had almost merged with the night.
On the surface, this sinister old man seemed ordinary. He was just standing there casually, and there seemed to be no sign of energy fluctuations in his body.
However, Tang Feng's expression became solemn. Of course he understood the so-called still water running deep. There were only two reasons why he couldn't feel the energy in the opponent's body.
First, either he is really an ordinary person who doesn't know martial arts, but even Tang Feng doesn't believe this.
There is only the second explanation. The old man's level is so high that even Tang Feng can't tell.
"Are you Tang Feng?" The old man named Mr. Yin San suddenly spoke. His voice was also sinister, as if it was coming from a pile of dead people.
"I am Tang Feng, do you know me?" Tang Feng replied. He didn't know the other party's details, so he didn't act rashly for a while.
Mr. Yin San did not move. He was still standing there casually. Although the wind was blowing strongly at this time, his large night clothes did not move at all.
He did not answer Tang Feng's words, but answered what was not asked: "You should know me, I come from Xuanyin Sect."
"Xuanyin Sect?" Tang Feng's eyebrows beat. Of course, he was no stranger to this sect.
