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Chapter 150: I'm Going to Get Out

  The night is dark and the moon is pale, and there is only a dim light on the Datao River.

 But at this moment, everyone seemed to see the flash of brilliant sword light in front of their eyes.

 also includes Liu Changfeng.

"Um?!"

The internal energy was about to be exhausted, and at the moment when he was taking a breath, the timing of this knife was so good that even Liu Changfeng's pupils couldn't help but shrink violently.

After decades of practice, his inner breath has become extremely long. Although it is not to the point where it flows day and night and endlessly, the interval between breaths is only a few insignificant moments.

Even a general who has experienced hundreds of battles may not be able to grasp it so well.

 This guy actually...

 After being startled, he showed his astonishing determination.

The internal energy that Qiangti brought was transported to the palm of his hand, but he did not meet the light of the sword that came towards his face, nor did he hit Yang Yu who was filled with evil energy around him.

 Instead, it suddenly downwards and hit the river surface hard.

boom!

 The inner energy is vomiting wildly, and the waves are exploding.

 Zheng~

 Senhan's sword light cut through the Gang Qi, making a harsh sound of metal and iron.

 Liu Changfeng's eyes turned red.

 The inner breath generates Gang Qi. Although the Gang Qi is a high-speed flow of air, it ultimately relies on the interaction of the inner breath. As his inner Qi became unstable, Gang Feng was penetrated by the blade as he expected.

  It just brushed past him.

 Poof!

 Blood splashes!

With an extremely suppressed roar, Liu Changfeng also jumped into the air with the power of this rebound.

 A shocking knife mark was pulled down from his chin, almost completely tearing open his chest and abdomen!

 But he still avoided this fatal blow!

                          

The roar of pain and rage was extinguished in a flash, and the fierce sword light missed one strike and hit another one!

 One kill in ten steps!

 The blood boils like fire.

One sword missed, and then another. Yang Yu did not hesitate to use his blood and physical strength, letting the air flow roll around, the water splashing, and the sword's light was like a horse running straight after him.

 Under the strong murderous intention, his heart became clear.

 The powerful five senses perfectly reproduced in his mind the scene centered on him and within a few feet of the surrounding area.

River water, raging waves, air currents, fish and shrimps, blood drops, and even Liu Changfeng’s ferocious roar.

 Everything is visible down to the last detail.

 Think of it in your heart, and the blade will be there!

 Chichichichichi~

 How ferocious can a person's sword swing be?

Liu Changfeng, who had suppressed his roar, saw this.

After half a day of chasing and fighting, all the inner energy he had accumulated over the past decades was exhausted, but this country boy who was no older than a weakling was still brave!

 Even more ferocious than half a day ago!

Wherever the waving sword light was directed, whether it was air currents or water droplets, everything was cut away, and the sword light danced like a roaring hurricane.

 The sword never leaves his vital points.

In just one moment, he had been stabbed dozens of times in succession!

"ah!"

Liu Changfeng's eyes were about to burst. When the blade touched his body again, he suddenly stopped dodging, and his strong arm whipped towards Yang Yu like a whip:

 “Let’s die together!”

Liu Changfeng had a ferocious face, his eyes were blood-red, and he was fearless of death, as if he wanted to die with the enemy.

  However, at the moment when Yang Yu's sword was raised horizontally.

He didn't even care about his cut and torn arm, and suddenly turned back. Using the strength of the fight, he jumped back and flew towards the nearest ship.

Aggrieved but sad:

 “My dear nephew, save me!”

 A moment ago, Liu Changfeng still had thoughts of dying together, but when he caught a glimpse of the Lin family's ship from the corner of his eye, his mind was shaken.

He only had one breath left to crush him to death, so why should he die with him?

"Um?!"

Lin Feng and Chang Jing, who were watching the battle, were startled, as if they had not expected this old guy to make such a move.

While he was hesitating, he saw the light of the sword flash again in the night.

The man holding the sword did not need to take a breath at all, let alone use any force. The sword was chopping down again with unparalleled bravery.

 Still ferocious, still extremely fast!

“It turned out to be Uncle Lin Shi, but Lin Feng was so blind that he didn’t recognize him at all! Don’t worry, Uncle Shi, no one can hurt you in the slightest with your nephew here!”

 The clear sound can be heard for several miles, and can be heard by nearby ships.

 However, Lin Feng's feet seemed to have roots and he did not move a step at all.

"you!"

Liu Changfeng's expression suddenly changed. He was extremely frightened and angry, but he had no time to say anything. He took the last breath of his breath and turned back:

                               

                                         simultaneously!

The words stopped suddenly, and a touch of blood dyed the sword's light red.

Solved by the strong wind, the strong smell of blood filled the air for dozens of feet, and the headless body swirled and fell into the Da Tao River.

 “How dare you be half-hearted at this moment? No wonder you can’t unify the four images into one...”

Yang Yu fell off the deck, raised his sword, slapped off the rolling head, and caught the four elephant bows. The evil spirit between his eyebrows did not dissipate, making people feel cold.

 Many times, the difference of one thought can lead to two situations.

Although Liu Changfeng is not good at close combat, that is only compared to those of the same level. In fact, in a close combat, Yang Yu would be hard-pressed.

 Gang Qi can not only protect the body, but also kill the enemy.

Even if he hadn't thought half-heartedly about escaping in the end, although it would have been impossible to die with him, at least he would have been seriously injured.

Now that he had a thought, Yang Yu did not put away his sword. He let the blood-stained long bow hang on the sword and looked coldly at the people on the deck.

If it weren’t for this ship, Liu Changfeng would not have had such luck.

 In other words, he believed that there were experts on this ship who could rival him.

  After a half-day chase and a fight, Yang Yu was in a very embarrassed state. Not only was he naked, but his whole body was covered with wounds cut by the strong wind. Although they were not fatal, they looked shocking.

However, the people on the deck had their swords unsheathed, as if they were facing a formidable enemy. As Yang Yu glanced at them, except for Lin Feng and the other two, the others were even more terrified.

His eyes swept over and fell on Lin and the two of them.

 The two of them were also sizing him up.

 “This man seems familiar...”

Lin Feng had this thought in his mind and also put himself on guard.

 “You can defeat the strong with the weak, you are truly a dragon among men. I am so impressed by you.”

Yu Changjing clasped his fists in the distance:

“Bai Longxuan Yu Changjing, this is Young Master Lin Feng of the Lin family in Qingzhou, dare I ask my brother Gao’s name!”

 “Bailongxuan, the Four Families.”

Yang Yu shook his long sword slightly, and the four elephant bows flew up and fell into his palm:

 “What a coincidence.”

skillful?

 Yu, Lin and the other two were slightly startled, not knowing what this person said.

 “If you want to fight or kill, just lean a little closer.”

Yang Yu ignored him, and Lin and the others waved their hands, took out a golden bean from somewhere, and threw it to the sailors on the deck who were facing an enemy:

 “This is what I bought...”

bought?

The man seemed to be frightened by the golden beans. Just as he was wondering, he felt a chill in his body, and then he was startled.

He didn’t even move, but his shirt was actually taken away...

 “Brother Yang is really good at Qinggong!”

 Lin Feng stroked his hands and smiled:

“Then Liu Changfeng has some connection with my family, but that’s nothing. He’s just an old dog. Brother Yang killed him if he wanted to.

If it is because of him that Brother Yang and Mr. Lin have any concerns, then that is absolutely wrong, absolutely wrong!"

He recognized Liu Changfeng, but that was all.

The Liu family was already a delicacy on their dining table as the sun was declining. It was a great good thing for this man to kill Liu Changfeng, who had entered the fourth level.

 It’s ridiculous that that old guy actually thought of asking for help from himself, it’s a pity, it’s pitiful...

 “It seems that you really don’t know me...”

 Yu, Lin and both of them showed goodwill, and seemed to still want to make friends with themselves, but Yang Yu was not happy, and instead sighed slightly.

However, this is normal.

He has only been out of Montenegro for half a year, and no matter how famous he is, it is not widely known to everyone.

 “What does Brother Yang mean by this?”

Lin Feng frowned, and a young man dressed as a servant hurried forward and whispered:

“Young master, this man is the ‘Yang Beheading’ from Liumen, the bronze-badged head catcher who killed Sima Yang!”

 “Yang beheaded?”

Yu Changjing’s eyes moved, and the smile on his face gradually disappeared:

 “Heishan, Yang Yu?!”

 “Are you Yang Yu?!”

At this time, Lin Feng also remembered why he was somewhat familiar with this person.

  A few days ago, when he was annihilating a group of bandits in a water village, he had seen this man's portrait among them. It seemed that he had gone to the green forest of Changliu Mountain to kill him.

“How long has it been since Yang was beheaded? Why does he still have such a nickname?”

Tie the coat he bought around his waist, Yang Yu sighed slightly, seeming dissatisfied. How long has he been carrying this sword?

 Why doesn’t anyone give it the title of a swordsman?

 “Hehe~”

The corners of Lin Feng's mouth twitched and he forgot to glance at Liu Changfeng, who had not closed his eyes on the deck.

how long?

 How long can it last?

“A little half a year ago, in Nanshan Dulong Town, you were the one who killed my junior brother Lu Wanchuan?”

Yu Changjing narrowed his eyes slightly:

“It is said that you were the one who sent my unsatisfactory uncle to the Zhenfusi Prison?”

“You want to seek revenge from me?”

Yang Yu’s tone was cold, the sword had not yet been sheathed, and there seemed to be an evil spirit lingering around his whole person:

“We just encountered each other today, why not solve them together!”

Qingzhou’s forces are deeply entangled, and Bai Longxuan cannot be defeated by Lu Ming alone. If it were that simple, they would not be able to survive the ‘cutting down mountains and destroying temples’ decades ago.

"Seeking revenge? Why seek revenge? Then Lu Ming associates with gangsters, has a right to death, and even the family ignores him, how can I care?"

Yu Changjing burst into laughter:

"If the relatives and friends of the people who were executed in the world all took revenge on the people in the public sect, wouldn't the world have been in chaos long ago?"

At this time, Yang Yu was a little speechless.

In his expectation, these martial arts sects should be very united, but now it seems that this is not the case?

“Brother Yang, you’ve been working hard, why don’t you take a break here?”

 Lin Feng invited with a smile.

“No need, Yang is busy with official duties, so let’s just say goodbye.”

Yang Yu shook his head and refused. He took a step forward and fell into the river. He grabbed Liu Changfeng's headless body and walked away. After a few ups and downs, he was already far away.

 "Yang prison, Yang beheaded..."

Looking at Yang Yu's retreating back, Yu Changjing's eyes flickered, thoughtfully.

Lin Feng's face darkened, he pushed the head with messy hair into the river, and left with a wave of his sleeves:

 “I don’t know how to praise!”


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