Without waiting for Ling Feng to think too much, Qin Nuo had already taken the lead in moving, both of them were speed-type masters. ~~

Ling Feng still held the black crow back, this time he didn't have the slightest reservation, and he really had ten layers of skill. For Ling Feng, the ghost 'gate' is not weak, and the same was true of the ghost spirit last time, but he still can't escape fate, after all, someone has to live to go on.

The black crow and the golden crow are both the two sharp weapons of the ghost 'gate'. At the beginning, the old Taoist priest Ling Qingyang was taken away in a fit of anger, and was hunted down and killed in Xiangxi, and the golden crow was lost. Later, the old Taoist priest also 'spent' a lot of effort to find the golden crow, but in the end, it was also unsuccessful.

In fact, Ling Feng also knew a little about the story of the Golden Crow and the Black Crow, the two daggers were left by the ancestor of the Ghost Gate, and I heard that they were made by Xuantie. Until the generation of the old Taoist priest, that shocking case occurred. Ling Feng heard a rumor that the confidante of the old Taoist priest was a junior sister who used a golden crow to separate his arms.

After a few rounds, Ling Feng fell to the upper hand, and his skills were a few more bloody mouths.

On the other hand, Qin Nuo's face was calm, just like Ling Feng, and he also held the Golden Crow back.

This time, Qin Nuo didn't rush over immediately, saying that with this ability, then I do regret it a little.

Ling Feng sneered a few times and said that this was not a warm-up, what was the hurry.

Qin Nuo squinted his eyes for the first time and changed the golden crow to his left hand, he was a left-hander.

Ling Feng didn't dare to hold it up, and took the black crow in his left hand to his right hand, he was a right-hander.

Qin Nuo's squinted eyes flashed with a trace of 'essence' light, his body leaned slightly again, and he rushed over again, and his speed increased to another level.

Ling Feng didn't immediately catch up this time, his left foot took a small step forward, and with the help of the friction on the soles of his feet, he disappeared in place with a bang.

First there was a fierce fire, then a piercing crash, then the sound of blades falling to the ground.

The two daggers were violently packed together and broke at the same time!

Ling Feng and Qin Nuo took a few steps back at the same time, both holding half of the dagger in their hands, looking thoughtfully at the other half scattered on the ground.

Ling Feng suddenly felt a sense of loss, as if he had lost something in his heart.

The cruise ship suddenly shook, followed by a "commotion" and "chaos", and soon all the lights on the cruise ship went out, and the cruise ship sounded a long whistle.

Ling Feng's heart tightened, there was no such drama in the previous plan, could it be that something was wrong?

Qin Nuo was also suspicious in his heart, according to the agreement with Beigong Rui and them in advance, they would solve the other party in half an hour, because the bomb had been planted in advance, no matter whether they won or lost, they had a lot of chips.

About thirty seconds later, the cruise ship's eyes lit up again, and the organizers were already reporting the accident on the radio.

Qin Nuo took the initiative to throw away half of the dagger in his hand, and said lightly that there are already winners and losers below, and we should also have an understanding.

Ling Feng also threw away half of the black black, and the real duel only began now. For masters who already have some realms, whether there is a suitable weapon in their hands is not a big standard, but it is not the only one, just enter the 'door', what if you are given a dragon slaying knife? The key is yourself, after all, internal factors determine the development of the situation.

Qin Nuo was a master, and Ling Feng had been vigilant. When he was sent over to see Hades, Ling Feng knew that sooner or later he would face his imaginary enemy. Wen Renliu had reminded Ling Feng about Qin Nuo's skills, whether he had a weapon in his hand or not, he was a difficult opponent.

In the duel of masters, there are no 'fancy' moves, they are all fists to 'meat'.

After a few rounds, Ling Feng felt a little unbearable, such a high-load exercise was a double test of mind and physical strength.

Against Ling Feng, who was going all out, Qin Nuo also received Ling Feng's punches and kicks, all of which were full of strength and not ambiguous at all.

Originally, the 'hairy' and 'hairy' drizzle, this will turn into a light rain, and there are already a lot of water traces on the ground.

Under such a high-load battle, both of them gasped and took a few deep breaths before they calmed down.

Ling Feng noticed a detail, Qin Nuo's speed was still so sharp, but his strength was not as domineering as just now. At the same time, Ling Feng also noticed that Qin Nuo would protect the side of his abdomen intentionally or unintentionally, and the sweat on his forehead was also much more.

The rain was getting heavier and heavier, and the rain had blurred the vision of the two, but it did not affect the battle between the two.

Ling Feng now has the upper hand, Qin Nuo is not only much weaker now, but his speed has also slowed down significantly, he can still block Ling Feng's attacks at first, but later he can only dodge.

Ling Feng didn't think much about it, and picked up half of the black black crow from his waist, which he had just taken back and had been pinned to his waist.

Blocking Qin Nuo's boxing again, Ling Feng held half of the black black and 'inserted' it into Qin Nuo's heart steadily.

Pulling out the black crow, Ling Feng did not make up for it, but sat on the ground and gasped for breath.

Qin Nuo still had a calm face, covering his 'chest', slowly took a few steps back, and finally sat down on the ground, his back against the railing, blood stained red with rain.

The sky is very beautiful, and the rain will become smaller and smaller, and it will become a 'hairy' and 'hairy' drizzle.

Ling Feng sat on the ground, his eyes staring at Qin Nuo, his body had recovered.

Qin Nuo covered his 'chest' and didn't care about the blood stains at the corners of his mouth.

Ling Feng, do you know what my greatest wish is? Qin Nuo asked with difficulty.

Ling Feng shook his head and said he didn't know.

Qin Nuo smiled, maybe it was a wound, his brows furrowed slightly, he looked at the night, and said It's good to be alive, do you want to hear my story?

Ling Feng shook his head again very cooperatively, saying that there was no need for this.

Qin Nuo smiled and said yes, if I can, I would like to be a lifelong opponent with you. You know, a few months ago I was in the hospital to check my body, liver cancer, advanced stage, the doctor said only a year left.

Ling Feng was stunned for a moment, and then immediately understood what had just happened.

Qin Nuo ignored Ling Feng's stunnedness, and continued, people live with a purpose after all, and when they learned that they only had a few months to live, their hearts instantly collapsed. Ling Feng, whether you win or Beigong Rui wins today, everything is doomed, so let's do it for yourself.

In this era when the king wins and loses, Ling Feng does not have the pleasure of victory now, in the final analysis, he is still troubled in his heart. Ling Feng was thinking more at this time that if he hadn't come to Jiangcheng to look for relatives, would there have been a different ending?

Qin Nuo, who seemed to have returned to the light, actually stood up, looked up at the night again, resolutely crossed the railing, and jumped into the Li River.

Ling Feng watched Qin Nuo jump into the Lijiang River, just now Ling Feng had the time and ability to stop it, but Ling Feng still chose to stand still, perhaps, this was Qin Nuo's best relief.

After sitting for another two minutes, Ling Feng got up, picked up the broken black black black crow, then took off his coat, tore it a little, and wrapped the two daggers.

Lei jumped down from the third floor, did not speak, and handed Ling Feng a cigarette.

Ling Feng said thank you and quietly smoked.

Lei, who had been watching the battle for half an hour here, sighed and said that everything was fate.

Ling Feng was not surprised by the appearance of Lei. A few nights ago, Lei contacted Ling Feng alone, saying that he had arrived in Jiangcheng. Ling Feng asked him to protect Dongfang Bing's safety, and he didn't have to worry about anything else.

Throwing the cigarette butt into Lijiang, Ling Feng smiled bitterly for a while, and said that everything is done?

Lei nodded, and said that all the people in the ghost 'gate' were killed, Beigong Rui was captured alive, and the top masters around Beigong Rui were also not left.

Did you make a move?" Ling Feng asked casually.

Lei lit a cigarette for himself, shook his head, and said no, when I rushed over, Dongfang Bing had already been rescued. The man was not under us, and he said that Tifa had made him here, and that it was a gift for you.

Ling Feng finally understood what the mysterious gift Tifa was talking about, which really surprised Ling Feng.

Walking to the deck on the first floor, I came to the box room that had been arranged in advance, and I heard that they were all there.

Wang Minzhen had been waiting outside, and when he saw Ling Feng, he couldn't help but sigh out. He knows the truth about this tonight, although he is not directly involved, but Wang Minzhen admires Ling Feng 'quite a little', after winning Beigong Rui, looking at Huaxia, who can Ling Feng-for-tat?

Ling Feng was not in a hurry to go in, and asked if everything had been arranged.

Wang Minzhen nodded and said that it was all done, Guan Yu, Shura, and Gao Fei all called, all the people involved in the assassination were sniped, and the bodies were secretly disposed of, but the Orange Red Society was affected a little, but fortunately there were no guests tonight, and there were no casualties.

After 'smoking' a cigarette, Ling Feng and Wang Min shook to the box, and a group of people were there.

Dongfang Bing sat quietly on the corner sofa, and when he saw Ling Feng, he breathed a sigh of relief.

Wenren Liu and Beigong Ming both hung colors, which shows the intensity of the battle just now.

Beigong Rui sat on the sofa in the middle expressionlessly, this time, he lost completely.

Ling Feng looked at Beigong Rui and asked from last year's sniper, gun god James, explosions, assassinations, there are still many things we have to count.

Beigong Rui sneered a few times and did not speak.

Ling Feng didn't have the heart to go on, just one injury to Li Jie was enough to make him go down to the eighteenth layer of the region.

took the pistol handed over by Wang Minzhen, and with a snap, Ling Feng didn't talk nonsense, and shot his head directly.

Dongfang Bing looked at Ling Feng with an expressionless face quietly, thinking in his heart what kind of persistence made Ling Feng today?

Let's go out for a walk, it's hard to come once, Ling Feng said with a smile, 'reluctant' a big smile.

The rest of the matter was very simple, the aftermath was 'handed over' to Wang Minzhen, and Ling Feng went to the deck, sitting quietly on the railing, staring at Lijiang all the time.

Dongfang Bing's heart was sour, this time, she took the initiative to hug Ling Feng, and said unprecedentedly, some people, some things, will pass after all, it is better to miss each other.

Ling Feng was stunned for a moment, then relieved.

On the way back, Ling Feng, who was sitting in the passenger seat, suddenly received a text message.

The first stop, London, gathered three days later, this is the content of the text message, and the sender wrote three words: Lin Siyin.

Ling Feng was in a daze for a long time, replied to the message, put away his mobile phone, closed his eyes, and listened quietly to Faye Wong's 'Passing Year'.

(PS: Ling Feng's story is not over, please look forward to the second part of the ghost 'gate' disciple 'chaos' city.) ）

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