Chapter 756 Unexpected Support

"It's this Yang Feng again!"

When Zhou Changsheng heard Zhu Wanxing's words, he turned his eyes to Yanfeng again, and his full of resentment almost erupted: "If it weren't for you, how could my Zhou Wu family have come to where we are today!" Even if you die, you will be pulled back!"

"Go to hell!"

Zhou Changsheng and others were desperate for the hope of escaping, and their moves became fierce. They had given up the idea of snaring Yan Feng. Wutang was blocked by the Zhu family and rushed left and right desperately. However, after the previous battle, they all had some internal strength. How could they compete with the master of the Zhu family who maintained the best condition?

When the Yue family and the Qiu family saw a strong helper, they were refreshed. They fought with the Zhou Wu family and fought with each other. Zhou Wushi's family and Wutang suddenly became weak from their advantages. Before long, they lost nearly half of the masters, and the remaining 300 people were surrounded into a ball. With the help of the rockery, ornamental trees and other obstacles in the Qiu family compound, they could not rush out.

"Zhou Changsheng, give up the struggle. Your Zhou Wu family can't escape from here today!"

Yue Changting took a group of people into the crowd of Zhou Wu's family to support Yan Feng, and immediately targeted Zhou Changsheng. Originally, in terms of martial arts, Yue Changting's internal skills had not yet broken through to the realm of the master, but with both holdings of Yue's sword skills, he barely made up for the lack of internal strength. Zhou Changsheng's right hand was injured and it was difficult to perform a whole set of two cone methods, but he was suppressed by Yue Changting.

Yan Feng beside him was relieved by the master of the Yue family. He immediately rushed to attack Zhou Changsheng and said to Yue Changting, "Give him to me!"

"Be careful!" Yue Changting knew that Yan Feng wanted to kill the enemy himself and decisively withdrew from the battle circle as a cover for him.

"Little bastard, it's just right. You made our Zhou Wu family suffer a great disaster. I'm going to break you into ten thousand pieces!" Although Zhou Changsheng struggled, his chest was full of resentment. He had long been unable to care about his life and was bound to die with Yanfeng.

"Zhou Wangba, you killed my parents, and it's cheaper for you to live until today!"

A master of the Yue family blocked other enemies. Yan Feng changed his moves again. He fought with Zhou Changsheng with his sharp sword skills and fought fast, which was also a lifeless way to fight. The two sides dismantled more than a hundred moves, and both of them were injured, but Yan Feng was obviously much lighter, and the stabbed place soon stopped the bleeding. Zhou Changsheng lost too much blood, and his physical strength gradually became weak.

"The shadow of the sword comes with you!" Yan Feng's momentum soared that he suddenly used a critical footwork. Two straight knives were handed to Zhou Changsheng's chest and right shoulder almost at the same time, so that he could not avoid it.

"He still retains his strength?" Zhou Changsheng looked at the blurred figure and knife shadow in front of him. In shock, he quickly turned to one side and set up two cones at the same time.

"Zhang! Poo-"

Zhou Changsheng's two cones in his hand were broken into two halves under the strong straight blade, and a blood hole appeared in his right chest.

"Go to hell!" Yan Feng made a move, and the other straight knife waved horizontally and directly cut off Zhou Changsheng's head.

Zhou Changsheng's head flew out and fell into the crowd of Zhou Wu's family, which immediately caused a panic: "The patriarch is dead! We lost!"

"A Sheng! ( Big brother!)" Zhou Wancheng and Zhou Changming exclaimed at the same time, and then stared at Yanfeng fiercely.

"It's your turn!" Yan Feng's bloody pupils looked at Zhou Wancheng and his son. Even if his whole body was scarred at this time, his momentum did not weaken at all.

"Little beast, you are looking for death!" Zhou Wancheng's eyes were about to crack, so he pulled back and turned to attack.

"Yang Feng, let me do it!" Yue Zhen saw that Yan Feng was covered with blood and quickly stopped Zhou Wancheng.

"I'm going to kill them one by one!"

Yan Feng's figure flashed, but the straight knife did not attack Zhou Wancheng, but bypassed and stabbed Zhou Changming.

"How fast!" Zhou Changming was shocked and jumped back to one side without thinking about it.

"Do you think you can hide?"

Yan Feng's expressionless face suddenly showed a sneer, like a messenger from hell, which made Zhou Changming's back cold, and instinctively raised two cones to block his forehead.

"No sharp cut!"

The cold light flashed, and Yan Feng's two straight knives crossed Zhou Changming's body unimpeded as if cutting into the void, while the latter stood still, maintaining a defensive posture, with a dull expression, and slightly sunken eyes full of horror and disbelief.

At this moment, the masters around him were instantly distracted, and many eyes gathered. Zhou Wancheng found that something was wrong. He turned his eyes to the two cones that had been cut off at one end, and shouted in a trembling voice, "A...Ming?"

"Puff..."

A few seconds later, Zhou Changming's mouth kept spewing out a big mouthful of blood, and the two knife wounds on his chest finally cracked. The blood gushed like a spring, and his whole body fell to the ground stiffly.

"Wu Feng Zhan..." Old Yan took the lead in reacting. Although he had heard Yan Feng mention the power of the double shadowless style, he still saw Yan Feng's exertion for the first time. Then he thought of the burden of this sword skill and quickly shouted, "Bad boy, you don't want to die?"

A trace of blood overflowed from the corners of Yan Feng's mouth, as if he did not hear the words of the old man Yan. He turned his eyes to the rest of the masters of the Zhou Wu family and disappeared from the same place again.

"Ah..." The crowd of Zhou Wu's family screamed one after another. Everyone was killed with one move, and they didn't even see clearly how to be hit by the sword.

Yue Zhen's vision was sharp, but he still couldn't catch Yanfeng's knife shadow. He could only barely see the gestures. Then he felt Yanfeng's extremely fast breath and heartbeat. He was surprised and said, "What a terrible momentum... Why is his move so powerful?"

Qiu Lisong also noticed the situation here at this time. Chong Qiu Jiangnan and others shouted, "He is working hard. Go and stop him!"

Qiu Jiangnan also wanted to do as ordered, but when he saw Yanfeng's crazy figure, he didn't know how to intervene and secretly said, "Who can stop him so fast?"

Yanfeng killed all the way, and his physical speed was to the extreme. He rushed through the crowd like a ghost, and the straight knife did not stop. In just half a minute, he killed more than 60 masters, and there was still no sign of stopping. Those who were still struggling were shocked, and the fear of death appeared in their hearts, and finally lost the will to resist.

"I don't want to die!" Some people began to rush and fight crazily, trying to break through the siege, forcing the masters of the Zhu family to block it desperately.

"All the people of Zhou Wu's family must die..."

Yanfeng's chest was extremely hot, and the blood crystal effect in his body was completely stimulated. The blood in his whole body seemed to be boiling and hit his nerves. There was no pain and fatigue. He felt endless strength, and at the same time, there was a strong killing intention. At this moment, the whole world seems to be still, and all the enemies have stopped moving. Only his body and mind are active, carrying out revenge...