When the horse carriage of Bian Nanfeng entered a suitable distance, Tang Feng threw out a handful of flying knives and shot them at the coachman.

  The cart driver indeed lived up to his reputation as a strong martial artist, reacting instantly to the sneak attack. As he shouted loudly, he pushed forward with both palms, knocking down all the flying knives that were heading towards him.

  However, Chefu Changshu was slightly puzzled that the flying knives had a wide range of openings, and most of them were heading towards his own vital points, while several of them didn't even have any accuracy, posing no threat to him at all.

  Chang Shu was at least a first-rate master, and in an instant, he had figured out the trajectory of these hidden weapons. Those flying knives without any accuracy not only posed no threat to himself but also to the young master inside the carriage, they would only hit empty spaces.

  Since there was no threat, he naturally wouldn't bother intercepting, so he didn't pay attention to these flying knives and just knocked down the ones that were attacking him.

  What he didn't expect was that these seemingly useless flying knives were actually a trap set by Tang Feng.

  Among them was a flying knife, which, although not aimed at anyone, had a lethal effect.

  The flying knife was stuck on a thin thread under the eaves of the car, and the thread snapped with a crisp sound. Along with it, the mechanism set up by Tang Feng last night was triggered instantly, and a large piece of black powder poured down from the top of the carriage.

  Bian Nanfeng's reaction was also quite rapid, and he immediately came to his senses the moment Chang Shu sounded the alarm, but what he didn't expect was that his own car had also been tampered with.

  At the moment when those black powdery substances fell, Bian Nanfeng suddenly activated his aura, pushing away most of the poison, and at the same time, he violently jumped out from inside the carriage.

  With a loud crash, a large hole was torn open on the top of the carriage, and Bian Nanfeng's body was suspended in mid-air, looking down, his heart racing with shock.

  Just now, the several giant sword door disciples who were still charming and beautiful suddenly grew huge blisters all over their bodies. Black blood flowed from their seven orifices, and they convulsed and trembled constantly in the carriage. In an instant, they had no movement.

  Those few Giant Sword Sect disciples were indeed at the Yellow Stage, but their reaction wasn't as fast as Bian Nanfeng's. Moreover, in the instant the poison was sprinkled down, Bian Nanfeng had already pushed it towards them - how could they possibly resist? Having only taken a single breath, they felt a burning pain in their throats, and then completely perished.

  "What a violent poison!" Bian Nanfeng's heart sank to the bottom of the valley, he couldn't imagine what kind of person he had offended, and why they would use this method to deal with him.

  The next moment, a mournful cry escaped from Bian Nanfeng's mouth.

  Just now he indeed pushed away most of the poison, but the poisonous powder is a powdery substance, and the carriage is not big. With Bian Nanfeng's strength, it is impossible to escape unscathed. Although he held his breath in time and was not poisoned to death, some toxic powder inevitably stained his skin.

  One after another, huge blister-like boils emerged from Bian Nanfeng's body, on his face, arms, neck, and wherever else the skin was exposed.

  Moreover, this blister cannot be touched, once touched it will burst and gush out fresh blood, the pain is heart-wrenching.

  From the moment when Chang Shu shouted to now, it was only a matter of three breaths. Chang Shu hadn't even found out who ambushed him yet, when Bian Nanfeng fell from mid-air.

  "Master!" Chang Shu exclaimed in alarm. He was just about to go and receive Bian Nanfeng, but before he could make any move, a violent gust of palm wind came hurtling towards him from the void.

  Chang Shu was greatly shocked and hastily jumped down from the carriage shaft. This palm wind struck the carriage shaft, directly smashing it into pieces.

  "What a pity." Tang Feng glanced at the battle between Bai Xiaolou and the cart driver, then slowly walked to Bian Nanfeng's side, three feet away, and stared at him coldly.

  Bian Nanfeng struggled to get up from the ground, his body aching with blisters that almost made him faint. He forced himself to stand up and looked ahead, wanting to see who he had offended!

  "Is it you?" Bian Nanfeng couldn't help but be extremely surprised when he saw Tang Feng's appearance clearly. Because he had thought of many possibilities just now, but unexpectedly didn't think of Tang Feng.

  "Are you surprised?" Tang Feng toyed with the broken star in his left hand, letting out a cold laugh.

  "I never thought you'd be so ruthless!" Bian Nanfeng said, turning his head to glance at the several corpses inside the carriage.

  "I won't harm others if they don't harm me, but if they harm me, I won't let them off!" Tang Feng looked at Bian Nanfeng and said, "You should understand this sentence, Young Master of the Shaomen Sect."

  Bian Nanfeng gazed at Tang Feng with a hint of resentment, "It was just a loss in a sparring match, and my Giant Sword Sect has already conceded defeat. Are you going to pursue this to the bitter end just because of this?"

  Tang Feng slowly walked forward, sneering: "Young Master, don't speak in riddles in front of me. This time I came to find you, it's not just for a spar. If your Giant Sword Sect wants to send me to my death, why can't I kill all of you?"

  Bian Nanfeng's expression changed slightly, and he said stiffly, "What are you talking about?"

  "How much longer do you want to pretend?" Tang Feng shook his head and sighed, "Your Giant Sword Sect has been wanting to kill me, Tang Feng, for more than a day or two. You secretly control the three major families of Jing'an City, attempting to use their hands to kill me first, and then swallow Tianxiu. Your plan to play the trick of 'empty-handedly catching a white wolf' is quite clever."

  Bian Nanfeng finally understood that Tang Feng had known everything all along.

  "Do you think you can beat me?" Bian Nanfeng laughed loudly and slowly drew out his giant sword.

  "I've dared to come find you with a true face, so naturally I won't let you leave alive." Tang Feng said, "On the Moon Pavilion stage, although you won against me, but here, you're not my match!"

  As soon as the words fell, Tang Feng's right hand shook, and several flying needles had already broken through the air.

  Bian Nanfeng was shocked, because he didn't see where Tang Feng had taken out those flying needles. He hastily raised the giant sword in his hand to block the flying needles, and before he could make another move, Tang Feng had already rushed to his front. In a very strange way, a flying knife inexplicably appeared in his hand and shot towards his own neck.

  Bian Nanfeng was originally injured internally and now affected by Du Luo's poisonous powder, his body ached unbearably, unable to exert even half of his strength.

  Just after blocking the flying knife's surprise attack, Tang Feng's left hand's Shattered Star had already stabbed towards his chest.

  Bian Nanfeng hastily lowered his giant sword and held it in front of his chest.

  A piercing sound, a sharp and ear-piercing noise came, the shattered star actually opened up a crack on the giant sword, and the remaining momentum went straight to Bian Nanfeng, who hastily jumped back, barely avoiding this fatal blow.

  "Heavenly Soldier, indeed extraordinary!" Tang Feng looked at the broken star in his hand and praised it highly. He never thought that a Heavenly Soldier weapon would be so powerful.

  The giant sword in Bian Nanfeng's hand was nothing but the most ordinary weapon, and it couldn't withstand the cutting of the heavenly soldiers at all.

  "Shaomen Zhu, I still have to thank you for giving me Tianbing!" Tang Feng sneered and pounced on him again.