Because his Piao Xiang 18 Swords not only attacked very fast, but also attacked with a very overwhelming momentum.
Beside him, Bai Zhengshan looked anxious, after all, because Xu Fei was empty-handed, while that Liu Zhifeng had a sword in his hand!
“Do you want me to find you a weapon, benefactor!”
Bai Zhengshan couldn’t help but ask, not expecting to receive Xu Fei’s incomparably thunderous reply.
“Just a random chicken feather duster will do!”
Xu Fei said this and plunged back into the active and tense battle.
Bai Zhengshan was in trouble at this time.
Within the hall of his Listening to the Rain Pavilion, the eighteen weapons of swords, spears, swords, halberds, axes, battle-axes, hooks, and forks were basically still relatively complete.
As long as Xu Fei can open his mouth to call the number of Bai Zhengshan can bring.
But this suddenly asked himself for a chicken feather duster in the end what is the meaning?
Bai Zhengshan was in a dilemma, and finally decided to rush into his own ground floor, and then returned in a short while.
Only to see Bai Zhengshan holding a colourful chicken feather duster in his left hand, while his right hand was carrying a tiger head knife.
Bai Zhengshan had already thought about it, he threw the chicken feather duster over first.
If Xu Fei was not the opponent with this chicken feather duster, then Bai Zhengshan would rush to save the day by throwing the tiger head knife over.
“Benefactor, the chicken feather duster is here!”
Bai Zhengshan took advantage of the gap between the two attacking and defending and directly shouted out, then threw over the chicken feather duster on his left hand.
The chicken feather duster drew a beautiful arc in the air, and then was cupped in Xu Fei’s hand as he leapt high into the air.
“Sure enough, this thing is still smoother!”
Xu Fei felt much smoother after getting his hands on the chicken feather duster.
Although he had his own Mountain Breaking Finger that he hadn’t used yet, Xu Fei always felt that there was no need to use it against this bunch of guys who didn’t have any real skills and only knew to rely on the true traditions of ancient martial arts that had been left behind by their old ancestors to eat their way through life.
He could just use the feather duster to teach them a lesson.
As soon as he got the feather duster, because Xu Fei’s hand was also considered to be high or low with a weapon, his entire aura changed again.
He didn’t need to dodge Liu Zhifeng’s Peopeo 18 Sword attack and then counterattack every time he was faced with it.
The current Xu Fei was already able to use his chicken feather duster to find the right angle to start meeting the attack head on.
“Outrageous you’re simply too deceitful!”
The others hadn’t said much as they fought, but Liu Zhifeng himself was getting anxious.
The reason was actually quite simple.
Before coming up, Liu Zhifeng shouted that he was the heir of the Piao Xiang 18 swords, and gave that his appearance would definitely be able to elevate the overall strength level of these guys present.
But after fighting for so long, in addition to the beginning because of Xu Fei unarmed, indeed by their own small pressure a head in addition.
Ever since Xu Fei got his hands on the chicken feather duster, Liu Zhifeng had in turn been suppressed to death!
Liu Zhifeng roared angrily before switching to holding his sword in both hands, looking murderous.
“Piao Xiang 18 Swords, out!”
Liu Zhifeng’s entire body then began to attack in a very irregular route that looked distressing.
However, this was only the opinion of the average person.
For Xu Fei, he saw through his opponent’s cracks with a single glance.
