Under the night, an open space behind Guangshan was filled with a strong smell of blood. This smell of blood wafted from the masked man that Nie Qingchen had just killed. Zhang Yi stood not far away, looking at Matsumoto Yanfeng and the seven eight flying eagles who were missing one of them more than ten meters away. There was a footprint sunken a few centimeters below his feet. This footprint was his previous one. It was shocked when he broke away from Matsumoto Enfeng's sword. "Are you okay?" Nie Qingchen stood not far from Zhang Yi and said calmly towards Zhang Yi. Zhang Yi shook his head: "It's okay, Senior Nie, you came in time." "The number one sword king in the Chinese martial arts world, Nie Qingchen." Seeing the body of the masked man who was directly killed by Nie Qingchen's sword, Matsumoto Yanfeng He turned his head, stared at Nie Qingchen and said word by word: "I have long heard that Nie Qingchen's sword in the Chinese martial arts world is fast, cruel, and very domineering. I have been in the island country for many years, and I have always wanted to compete with you. After a while, my father told me that he beat you to death twenty-three years ago. I didn¡¯t expect you to be still alive.¡± Nie Qingchen said expressionlessly: ¡°If it hadn¡¯t been for your father to hide you in the dark. He attacks me everywhere, how could I be hurt by him? I haven¡¯t settled the debt between your father and me yet. Since you are his son, let¡¯s get some interest back from you today.¡± Zhang Yi said with a smile. : "Senior Nie, you are the senior, Matsumoto Yanfeng is just a junior, you don't have to do it yourself, you just need to deal with the seven eight flying eagles, they are Matsumoto Zanchi's personal bodyguards, You can still get a lot of interest back by killing them. "Are you sure you can deal with him? He has a strong murderous aura." Nie Qingchen said slowly. Zhang Yi smiled slightly: "Seventy percent." "Okay, then I will kill these seven Matsumoto Zanchi's escorts first." Nie Qingchen didn't waste any time, put down the crazy knife on his shoulder, and struck hard As soon as he put it on the ground, a plume of smoke and dust rose up from under his knife. Zhang Yi also clenched the dagger again and looked at Matsumoto Yanfeng: "Young Master Matsumoto, now let me learn your three strongest moves." Seeing Zhang Yi and Nie Qingchen who were not afraid, Matsumoto Yanfeng was cold He snorted, but this time he didn't say a word of arrogance. He knew very well the strength of the Eight Flying Eagles. The eight teamed up were suppressed by Zhang Yi, and now one of them was killed by Nie Qingchen. The remaining seven were absolutely He will not be the opponent of a sword king like Nie Qingchen. He has changed from active to passive now. It can be said that he is at a disadvantage. If Nie Qingchen kills those seven eight-part flying eagles, and then fights with Zhang If Yi joins forces to deal with him, his situation will be in danger. But facing the current situation, Matsumoto Yanfeng seemed not to be afraid. He was a person who refused to admit defeat. He straightened the long knife in his hand, looked at Zhang Yi and sneered: "Zhang Yi, I didn't expect that I would be manipulated by you again." "But even so, I will kill you first." "Matsumoto Yanfeng, you are still so conceited. You should have become the best martial artist in the island country's martial arts world. It's a pity that no one is perfect. You are like this." Conceit will eventually lead you to death." Zhang Yi shook his head gently, and immediately rushed towards Matsumoto Yanfeng with the dagger in hand. At the same time, Matsumoto Yanfeng's eyes suddenly changed. He rushed towards Zhang Yi with a long knife, and once again struck Zhang Yi with a move of Liu Sheng's sword. This time, Zhang Yi did not block the move head-on. Instead, his body quickly dodged away, avoiding the range of this attack, and walked around Matsumoto Yanfeng's side, and stabbed his waist with a cunning and weird dagger. The two of them fought together instantly, sword light filled the air, and violent auras kept erupting from the two of them. When Zhang Yi and Matsumoto Yanfeng were fighting together, Nie Qingchen also moved. He roared, swung the crazy sword, and struck the seven masked men with a huge sword light. The seven masked men also rushed to attack. They gathered the strength of seven people to block Nie Qingchen's furious knife, but they were also pushed away a long way. When they just stopped, Nie Qingchen's figure followed. When he arrived, he slashed across the seven people with his sword. The seven masked men immediately flew around, and with their strange movements, they all avoided Nie Qingchen's knife in a short while and surrounded Nie Qingchen. Perhaps because the masked man before was killed by Nie Qingchen, the seven masked men suddenly calmed down and seemed to have gone crazy. Seven figures and seven long knives launched a violent attack on Nie Qingchen. A similar offensive. A chaotic battle suddenly broke out in this dark open space. Zhang Yi and Matsumoto Yanfeng, one with an ethereal figure and the other with a strong attack, were inseparable after fighting for dozens of rounds. During these dozens of rounds, Matsumoto Yanfeng almost used more than a dozen sword skills. Due to the unpredictable changes, if Zhang Yi had not also used dozens of martial arts, I am afraid he would not be able to keep up with Matsumoto Enfeng's pace. His speed is simply slightly stronger than Matsumoto Enfeng, so no matter Matsumoto Enfeng No matter what kind of sword skills Feng uses, he can fight back immediately and as quickly as possible. "Bang" A powerful collision.Finally, the two quickly separated, and Zhang Yi ran towards a pile of rocks in the distance. Matsumoto Yanfeng followed closely, but soon, he saw countless gravel hitting him. Matsumoto Yanfeng waved his long knife, spinning rapidly in front of him, splitting the gravel, and then picked up three pieces and hit Zhang Yi. One hit Zhang Yi's eyebrows, one chest, and one lower abdomen. In such a short time, It is conceivable how difficult it is to find these three fatal points and attack them with incomparable precision in a short period of time. A warrior who has not experienced countless life and death wanderings will definitely not be able to do this. In terms of actual combat experience, Matsumoto Yanfeng is no less than Zhang Yi, and is even better than Zhang Yi. Although Zhang Yi left Shuzhong at the age of sixteen and became a night killer wandering in the darkness, Matsumoto Yanfeng However, at the age of twenty, he became the top master in the martial arts world of the island country. At the age of twenty-two, he began to challenge the masters of many martial arts schools in the island country. Within five years, he challenged the masters of hundreds of martial arts schools. Three years ago, Isumi Izumi challenged him and had never lost a single move until he lost half a move. It can be imagined that this kind of rich combat experience is naturally not comparable to ordinary warriors. He is crazy and obsessed with martial arts. Even Zhang Yi feels ashamed. This guy already regards martial arts as another part of his life. All the so-called emotions in the world are naturally not as good as shit in his eyes. Zhang Yi pointed his dagger and quickly executed three moves, hitting each piece of gravel accurately. The penetrating power of the dagger combined with the momentum of the internal force directly turned the three pieces of gravel into powder. At this time, Matsumoto Yanfeng's long knife also came quickly and hit Zhang Yi's left chest. Zhang Yi did not resist head-on this time, but showed a weird smile. His body suddenly rose up from the ground, and after turning a somersault in the air, the ready-to-go kick was like a mountain pressing down, heading straight towards Matsumoto Yan. Feng's head was chopped off. This move was extremely tricky. Zhang Yi borrowed the momentum of Matsumoto Yanfeng's rush to find the moment when he paused for a second and launched a fierce attack on his head that showed the biggest flaw. attack. Matsumoto Yanfeng didn't expect Zhang Yi to move so quickly. After all, he thought Zhang Yi would resist his sword, so he had already thought about his next attack. However, Zhang Yi went against the grain, almost before his sword reached his chest. He soared into the air just before he stepped forward, which really caught him off guard. Looking up and seeing Zhang Yi's vertically chopped leg, Matsumoto Yanfeng was too late to avoid it, so he could only instinctively turn his head away. "Bang" Zhang Yi put a heavy foot on his shoulder, and with another "boom", Matsumoto Yanfeng's feet sank slightly for a moment before being blown away and fell more than ten meters away. After one move succeeded, Zhang Yi stopped firmly on the ground and smiled slightly at Matsumoto Yanfeng who was getting up in the distance: "This kick is called Tian Xing Kick, and this move is called Taishan Pressing the Top. "Tian Xing Kick. " Matsumoto Yanfeng's eyes were sharp, and he stretched out his hand to rub his chest slightly. At this moment, he only felt abnormal pain in his entire chest, and his shoulders were extremely sore and numb. Just after his shoulder was pressed by Zhang Yi's heavy force, he only felt that the entire shoulder bone was numb. It was about to break. You can imagine how powerful this force was. "Ah" At this moment, a scream suddenly came from not far away, and a masked man was knocked over by Nie Qingchen's knife. On the ground, the knife edge spread from his head to his chest, and blood spattered everywhere. Just a few seconds later, another groan came out, and another masked man was kicked to the ground by Nie Qingchen. The heavy knife was not there. Without hesitation, it was inserted straight into his stomach. The masked man lay on the ground without even having time to scream. There was no movement anymore. Nie Qingchen pulled out the bloody heavy knife with a cold look and made a low sound. The sound was heard in the open space: "Anyone who offends our country will be punished."