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Just as Zhang Fei was about to mock him, his face suddenly changed drastically as he cursed, "You bastard!" His leg that was wrapped around the tree actually moved up a bit, then he saw that the tree trunk was miraculously broken where he originally hooked it.

Before Zhang Fei's body could even start to descend, he saw two black-clothed men with large blades appearing above and to the right of him. These two cold blades were aimed at Zhang Fei who was falling from the sky.

Right now, Zhang Fei seemed to have no way of borrowing the force of the impact. Seeing the two sabers coming at him, he snorted coldly and pushed against the tree trunk that he had caught, forcefully raising his body by a few feet and changing the direction of the sabers towards his head to his waist.

Zhang Fei coldly snorted as the Death God's Blade in his hand swept outwards. He saw the two sabers coming at him to block, but his body was pushed back by the impact of the two sabers.

When Gao Jun saw this, he felt at ease. Suddenly, his expression changed drastically. He saw that the black-clothed man behind Zhang Fei had already moved to his side and was about to be cut down by him.

Gao Jun could not help but be somewhat unwilling to look further. He saw that Zhang Fei did not even look back as he swung his sword backwards, meeting the blade that was slashing towards him.

"Ding!" A crisp sound rang out. The black clothed man who had launched the sneak attack was unexpectedly hit by the sword and spat out a mouthful of blood, then heavily fell onto the ground. However, this delay caused another two men in black to appear in the air. They were rushing towards Zhang Fei who was about to land on the ground. It seemed as if they were waiting for Zhang Fei to charge towards their knife cuts.

Zhang Fei suddenly sneered. A thin thread flew out from his hand and landed on a tree trunk about two Zhang away from him. Then, the branch bent as Zhang Fei descended.

With the help of the thin silk in his hand, Zhang Fei exerted a little strength in his hands and his body shot towards the tree branch. It made the two men in black wait for an empty space. However, their expressions only changed slightly. They immediately chased after Zhang Fei and arrived a few meters away from the tree branch.

The corner of Zhang Fei's mouth curled up into a smile as he continued moving closer to the tree branch. He retracted his hand and the custom-made silk thread tightened, pulling the tree branch into the shape of a bow. He then slightly moved aside and let go of the branch. The branch immediately made a "sou" sound as it shot towards a black-clothed man who was rushing over. The black-clothed person's movement was too fast. He looked at the tree branches that were quickly shooting towards him, but was unable to dodge.

With a "peng" sound, the branch forcefully hit the shoulder of the black-clothed man. The black-clothed man let out a miserable cry as he was sent flying, spitting out a mouthful of blood in the air before landing heavily on the ground a few meters away. He struggled a few times, but did not stand up.

The other black-clothed man was not surprised by Zhang Fei's strange actions of knocking down his opponent. The blade sliced through the air and arrived at Zhang Fei's feet. The saber slashed at his legs as if it wanted to chop them off the ground. Zhang Fei sneered. Ignoring the fact that his body was hurting even more from forcibly circulating his Qi, he slashed out with his sword in front of the broadsword. Then his legs flew up and kicked the black-clothed man's shoulder.

However, the man in black was tough as well. He kicked the man's legs out and immediately let go of the handle. He placed his elbow on the man's shoulder.

"Bang, bang!" Two sounds could be heard and the black-clothed man's feet hit the ground. He was forced several meters backwards by Zhang Fei's kick, and then he looked at Zhang Fei, who was half-kneeling on the ground propping himself up with a sword, with an expression of shock. Zhang Fei stared coldly at Gao Jun and the five men in black who were attacking him. He said coldly, "You know how to sneak attack? I didn't expect you to do something like this. It's disappointing. "

Hearing this, Gao Jun looked at the five men in black with an ugly expression. "This is a matter between him and me. Why are you two interfering? Are you looking down on me?"

When the black-clothed man who just escaped from Zhang Fei saw this, he respectfully said to Gao Jun: "I'm sorry, Young Master. Master has ordered us to bring back this person's head, please forgive this young master! "

Hearing this, Gao Jun frowned slightly as he stared at them coldly, "You actually dare to betray me like this?"

The man in black hurriedly said, "Please don't be angry young master. If these people do not die, Master has said that we will never be at peace in the future. I hope young master will take the big picture seriously!"

Hearing this, Gao Jun's face changed several times. He looked at Zhang Fei, who was half-kneeling on the ground, as if hesitating. Hearing that, Zhang Fei sneered, looked at them and said, "Take my head? Just with you pieces of trash, let me tell you what is called martial arts. " As he spoke, he cast a cold glance at Gao Jun. With a stomp on the ground, his body abruptly shot towards the black-clothed man who appeared to be their leader.

When he moved, all the men in black also moved. The other three sabers were aimed at his body in the air, obviously intending to block him and not let him get close to the man in black.

A cold light flashed in Zhang Fei's eyes. His body suddenly spun in the air like a whirlpool. The Blade of Death in his hand formed a barrier in front of him to protect his body. The blades and swords collided.

"Ding ding ding ding …" After a few clear sounds, the three men in black clothing flew out from Zhang Fei's side. Zhang Fei continued to move forward and pointed the Blade of Death at the man in black who was already focused on the fight. The black-clothed man was clearly shocked by Zhang Fei's tyrannical strength, but in the end, he was still a character that could take on one on one opponents.

His eyes looked at Zhang Fei who was closing in on him. Suddenly, the corner of his mouth curled into a smile. Then, with both hands on his saber, he welcomed Zhang Fei's Death God's Blade. Zhang Fei felt a sense of danger as he smiled. Feeling the powerful sword qi behind him, he could not help but feel slightly angry in his heart.

"Ding!" The sword and saber clashed, but the black-clothed man did not fall under Zhang Fei's sword. After slightly retreating a few steps, he raised his saber and attacked Zhang Fei who was attacking him from behind.

Zhang Fei and Gao Jun were only two swords apart from each other. Looking at Zhang Fei's blood trickling out of the corner of his mouth, Gao Jun seemed to be a little unwilling to accept it, but Zhang Fei did not seem to appreciate it. His cold face did not reveal the slightest hint of emotion, and he suddenly used his strength to push Gao Jun away.

With a "peng" sound, the blade that was slashing towards Zhang Fei was deflected. Then, the black-clothed man fell down, and Zhang Fei also fell down along with him. The three of them landed on the ground at almost the same time. The man in black and Gao Jun held Zhang Fei between them. The other three black-clothed men and the black-clothed man who was knocked to the ground by the tree branch all surrounded Zhang Fei at the same time.

All these powers added together were definitely not inferior to Zhang Jun. In fact, they were even more powerful. Zhang Fei did not dare to have the slightest bit of carelessness. He tightly gripped the Death God's Blade in his hand. The Blade of Death seemed to sense its master's danger and released waves of dragon roars. It seemed to be angry but also excited.

When Gao Jun and the other men in black saw this, they couldn't help but look at the Death God's Blade in his hands with envy. The wind blew past Zhang Fei's elegant long hair. Although his handsome face no longer had that cynical smile, there was a hint of seriousness on it. He frowned slightly as he coldly looked at the crowd surrounding him.

Gao Jun looked at him with a bit of impatience, but didn't say anything. Zhang Fei looked strangely at Gao Jun, "If I want to die, I only want to die in your hands. Do you agree?"

Gao Jun didn't expect him to say such cowardly, unconfident words. However, after looking at the wounds on his body and thinking about how many experts he had, he could not help but slightly understand and nod his head. He did not feel sorry for him, but he said affirmatively, "If that's really the case, then I will definitely not disappoint you."

Zhang Fei looked at him and smiled evilly, "However, whether you can keep me here will depend on your abilities."

When the black-clothed person heard this, he coldly snorted and said, "No matter what, today only one side of us will be able to leave this forest."

When Zhang Fei heard this, he held his sword to his chest and said in a clear voice, "Do your best." As soon as he finished speaking, the men in black had already moved with their feet slightly to surround him. Five large blades were aimed at Zhang Fei's forehead at the same time. At the same time, the thin sword in Gao Jun's hand slowly rose up. His target was also Zhang Fei.

Zhang Fei chuckled as he felt their momentum. He was slightly surprised at their strength, but he did not move. He only waited for them to attack. This kind of oppressive atmosphere was indeed very uncomfortable, but when Zhang Fei's aura suddenly soared, one of the black-clothed men seemed to be unable to resist the stifling atmosphere, raising the blade in his hand to slash at Zhang Fei's head, he moved, the people in the forest started to move, but Gao Jun angrily rebuked, the thin sword in his hand flashed like a bolt of lightning, striking towards Zhang Fei's forehead, the other four people did not fall behind as they also slashed at the same time.

The five blade and one sword, divided into two rounds, arrived beside Zhang Fei. Zhang Fei's eyes narrowed into slits. When Gao Jun's sword arrived in front of him, the other five blades were already a few feet in front of him.

Smiling faintly, Zhang Fei did not care about Gao Jun's sword stabbing him, but continued to wait there. When Gao Jun's sword stabbed him in the forehead, Zhang Fei slightly moved his body, and the Blade of Death quickly spun around his wrist and then swept out in all directions. His body seemed to turn into a spinning top, and the white light of the Blade of Death illuminated his body, as if inlaid with a faint white light.

Sounds of metal clashing continuously rang out from the many figures surrounding them. The dust and dirt in the surroundings seemed to be unable to withstand such a strong killing intent as they flew around them in a chaotic manner. The leaves on the trees began to swirl around them. Zhang Fei was trapped in the middle, feeling the sword qi and blades coming from all directions, but he did not think anything at all, as he opened up the Blade of Death in his hand and channeled the Art of Death into his sword, causing the Blade of Death to make another purgatory sound. Zhang Fei seemed to be affected, as he opened his eyes wide and shouted, "Death God Descent!"