Chapter Twenty-Nine: Face the Wind

Torso?

Hearing this familiar name, Ling Feng immediately forgot the sharp pain coming from his arm.

"Dare to ask Tuo Shaoxia. ”

The corners of his mouth unconsciously raised, and Ling Feng smiled: "Your Excellency, this sword is a wind attribute spirit weapon?"

In order to remember his youth, Ling Feng deliberately called this person Shaoxia to show his honorific title.

The figure stopped suddenly, Torso looked Ling Feng up and down carefully, and said, "You know that you are afraid, since you have heard of the title of the Young Man of the Loose Wind, you will not be killed." ”

Then, the long sword in his hand pointed at Ling Feng and said, "It is also a great honor for you to die from my blowing sword." ”

As soon as the words fell, he held a long sword and strode towards Ling Feng.

"Xiao Yi, Ling Wanyue, you two stop them, I'll help the master!"

Seeing that Ling Feng was injured, Saitama, who was fighting with the three captains, raised his eyebrows and shouted loudly.

"Don't. ”

Hearing the movement behind him, Ling Feng hurriedly turned his head and shouted, "You just need to stop these Black Armor Mansion soldiers and don't let them disturb the duel between us." ”

Just kidding, I finally encountered this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, how could Ling Feng let others interfere.

Besides, let the disciples help, where will he, the head of the house, put his face.

Hearing this, Saitama who was just about to rush over suddenly stopped, turned around and continued to tear up with the captain of the black armor, and secretly said in his heart: The head of the family must have his own grasp of this, and I must stop these people.

However, in fact, in the face of Torso, Lingfeng did not have full confidence to defeat him.

In the case of having the Wind Blowing Sword, Torso, who has a sixfold body strength, is enough to crush the vast majority of martial artists of the same realm who do not have spiritual weapons.

"Face the wind!"

With a low shout, Torso kept wielding his blow-sword, his clothes trembling slightly.

Gusts of wind attribute aura surged out from within his sword, and then there was a burst of wind that broke the dawn.

In an instant, his body was gathered by a storm.

When the wind was strong enough, he swung his long sword again, and suddenly the storm struck in the direction of Ling Feng.

The oncoming storm is not weak, and the huge wind pressure blows the debris on the ground in all directions.

The wind whistled in his ears, and Ling Feng stood in place with a calm face.

Very good, worthy of being a young man with a free wind, this self-confidence, this speed, this invincible momentum, it is really leveraged!

"Senior sister, throw the gloves to me. ”

Zhang Xiaoya, who was standing in the range of the Fire Spirit Array and paying close attention to the battle situation, heard this, and hurriedly threw out the slightly heavy Vajra fist gloves.

After taking the gloves, Ling Feng put them on his hands, and then a very strange feeling came, and he could feel as if he could communicate with the gloves silently.

"Even if you wear boxing gloves, I am a six-fold strong body, with your strength of the five-fold realm, how can you compete with me?"

Seeing Ling Feng put the gloves on, Torso smiled disdainfully.

He could have stopped Ling Feng from putting the gloves on, but he didn't do it because he had his own self-confidence!

However, often in battle, I am most afraid of this honey confidence.

After a moment of familiarity with the Vajra Gauntlet, Ling Feng slowly bent his knees and then jumped suddenly, his body spun sharply in mid-air, and he faced the storm head-on.

"Feng man, don't think that you are the only one who has a strong body and six realms. ”

At the moment when the fist and the storm met, Ling Feng suddenly closed his eyes, and a pale golden light instantly appeared on his arm.

"Bang!"

With a loud bang, Ling Feng passed through the aura storm.

The sudden change made Torso's face change suddenly, and he hurriedly waved it lightly in front of him, setting up a wind attribute aura barrier.

It's a pity that in the face of Ling Feng's powerful melee attack, the wind wall is just in vain.

"Buzz!"

There was a piercing golden sound from the collision between the fist and the sword, and Torso's body shot backwards.

Then the body slammed into the ground, dragging out a long line before stopping, and a mouthful of blood couldn't help but spurt out.

The situation changed dramatically, and Tolso, who had just almost won the game, was suddenly defeated in an instant.

Looking at Torso, who was vomiting blood, Shangguan Youqian gasped in disbelief.

These two talented disciples of the outer sect of Tsing Yi, but his brother specially sent them to help, and the promotion to the inner door is just around the corner, so he didn't expect to be planted here.

The scene where there was a constant fighting just now suddenly fell silent at this moment, and the eyes of the Black Armor Mansion soldiers revealed a trace of confusion, not knowing whether they should continue to attack, they had just lost a lot of brothers in the fight with the three of them, not to mention Ling Feng, whose strength seemed to be even stronger.

Turning to leave, Shangguan You shouted without looking back: "Retreat." ”

When it is broken, it is broken!

I have to say that the decisiveness of the old man Shangguan in making the choice to escape made Ling Feng quite admired.

Slightly opening her flaming red lips, Ling Wanyue looked at Ling Feng in disbelief, and said in shock, "When did the head become so powerful?"

"Boss. ”

Saitama glanced at Torso, who was half-lying on the ground, and said lightly: "He has always been very powerful. ”