Chapter 989 Sword Ghost Ma Yuan!

At first, Himiko was really reluctant to chase Zhang Qiying.

It was Zhang Qiying's own choice to leave, and I didn't force her.

Moreover, I didn't say anything, and I protected her, but now I am being looked at with strange eyes, even disgusted.

Why should I chase?

However, since Bai Feng said so, Himiko had to take steps and follow Bai Feng closely.

Fortunately, Zhang Qiying's legs were not fast, and everyone caught up with her in a short while.

"Mi'er, Mi'er!"

Zhang Ning called Zhang Qiying anxiously:

"Why are you so depressed?"

"Although this person uses witchcraft, he is doing justice."

"If there is no Himiko, what would we be like now?"

"You go to find the five ghosts of Beiqiang alone, isn't that a way to die?"

Zhang Ning frowned and advised kindly.

Zhang Qiying glanced at Zhang Ning, waved her hand and said:

"This matter cannot be explained in a few words."

"The two of us are bound to be incompatible, and I left to avoid the inevitable conflict in the future."

"Oh?"

"How do you know that the two of you are bound to be incompatible?"

At this moment, Bai Feng's voice came from behind Zhang Qiying.

Zhang Qiying glanced at Bai Feng, stopped, and whispered:

"I really don't understand, you are also practicing the righteous art of illusion."

"Why are you in cahoots with such a person?"

"Who can guarantee that she will suddenly stab us in the back one day?"

Thinking of what Himiko did afterwards, she actually directly refined Li He into her own ghost.

This really made Zhang Qiying a little unacceptable.

Bai Feng shook his head and said:

"Your idea is too one-sided."

"If..."

However, before Bai Feng finished speaking,

Suddenly, a gust of cold wind blew around.

Bai Feng frowned:

"Who is it?!"

Then, Bai Feng hurriedly put his hands on the two swords at his waist.

Killing aura.

It was a strong killing aura!

Bai Feng clearly felt that someone was coming, and he was also hostile and murderous.

He was not friendly!

Among the Northern Qiang, who else would be so hostile to him except the Northern Qiang Five Ghosts?

Then, a person appeared in front of everyone.

This person wore a one-eyed mask, his eyes were sharp, and he had a strange long sword on his waist. With the whistling wind, he slowly walked towards Bai Feng.

"Sword ghost... Ma Yuan?"

Zhang Ning couldn't help but mutter.

This guy was one of the Northern Qiang Five Ghosts who came to find him before.

Zhang Ning would definitely not forget their faces.

This one-eyed guy was Ma Yuan!

"Where is Himiko?"

Bai Feng couldn't help but glanced at his side.

At this time, Himiko seemed to have disappeared out of thin air.

How come the person who was following him just now disappeared in the blink of an eye?

"Are you talking about your companion?"

"That old woman who used witchcraft?"

Ma Yuan said disdainfully:

"Don't worry, he is having fun with Liu Yi."

"But you don't have to worry, you will be reunited with her in a while!"

As soon as the voice fell, Ma Yuan quickly drew out the long sword from his waist.

Then, he rushed towards Bai Feng and others at an incredible speed.

"Sir, be careful!"

Before Zhang Ning even finished speaking, he was shocked by the sharp sword energy and quickly stepped back.

The surrounding area was full of deserts.

As the wind whistled, the dust suddenly swept up.

After a long time, Zhang Qiying and Zhang Ning saw that Bai Feng was holding two swords at this time, and he blocked Ma Yuan's surprise attack.

"Good boy, your swordsmanship is good!"

"But it's still a little rusty!"

Ma Yuan never thought that Bai Feng was actually a master of swordsmanship!

No one has ever reacted so quickly to block his attack just now.

Moreover, the one with such speed and reaction must be a master of swordsmanship.

"It's worth the two good swords in your hands!"

Ma Yuan smiled coldly, and then increased the strength in his hands.

Even Bai Feng felt that his power was suppressed!

Fortunately, Bai Feng's martial arts value is not for show.

No matter how hard Ma Yuan tried, Bai Feng was still as steady as a mountain and resisted it.

Then, Bai Feng's right hand tightly grasped the hilt of the sword.

The red sword in his right hand instantly burst into red flames, sweeping the strange long sword in Ma Yuan's hand.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Ma Yuan hurriedly stepped back and couldn't help but admire:

"It's really a good sword, a good sword!"

"Both swords are good swords!"

Ma Yuan's eyes suddenly showed an obsession:

"In this way, I'm in a good mood today!"

"If you give me these two swords in your hands, and then hand over Liuli."

"I don't care about Li He's death, and I'll let you live, how about it?"

Bai Feng can see it now.

This Ma Yuan is a sword fanatic.

But he is not a sword fanatic in terms of sword practice, but an obsession with good swords.

He wanted to dig out his only remaining eyeball and stick it on the two swords in Bai Feng's hands.

"Such a good sword will definitely be a good material for my Sealing Blade!"

Bai Feng sneered:

"If that's the case, why don't you come and get it yourself?"

While saying this, Bai Feng made a provocative gesture.

The smile on Ma Yuan's face gradually solidified:

"If you don't accept my toast, you'll have to drink a forfeit!"

"You're looking for death!"

Ma Yuan suddenly shouted, then clenched the Sealing Blade in his hand and attacked Bai Feng.

The top swordsmanship mastery that Bai Feng had obtained in the ten consecutive draws was not in vain.

No matter how fast or powerful this guy was, the double swords in Bai Feng's hand still blocked it.

Not only that, Ma Yuan only had one sword in his hand after all.

Bai Feng would suddenly use the Red Blade Sword to burst out flames to burn Ma Yuan.

At this time, the top advantage of the Red Blade Sword was revealed.

Although the strange long sword in Ma Yuan's hand, called the Sealing Blade, was extremely long, it was difficult for him to attack him directly with a sword.

However, the heat and flames from the Red Blade Sword could also reach Ma Yuan.

In this way, Ma Yuan's body was burned black.

"You, you really don't know how to write the word death!"

Obviously, these repeated setbacks made Ma Yuan furious.

Suddenly, he tightly grasped the sealed blade in his hand, and then countless long swords appeared behind him, pointing at Bai Feng!

Bai Feng was stunned.

This guy, is he really cheating when he can't beat him?

So many swords, each with its own characteristics, how many swords did he swallow?

Originally, Bai Feng thought that Ma Yuan was just a sword-wielding maniac.