Chapter 20: The Difference in One Move
A clanging sound sounded.
It's just that Wang Jiang and this thin man only fell short after a few moves.
The thin man looked thin and weak, but his attack speed was extremely fast, and he could directly repel Wang Jiang, who was holding a sword in both hands.
This can basically be said to be crushed in all directions.
If Zhao Feng was not there, the fate of Wang Jiang's death could not be avoided at all.
But Zhao Feng is here, and the situation will be different from then on.
"Poof. ”
A sound sounded, and Zhao Feng, who had been kneeling beside him, suddenly jumped up, and the demon knife in his hand slashed fiercely at the back of the thin man in front of him.
"Mother's careless. The thin man reacted very quickly, sensing something was wrong before the blade was on his feet, and rolled forward to avoid the attack from behind.
But Zhao Feng's attack speed behind him was faster than the speed at which he rolled forward, and he slashed before the thin man could avoid it.
A long wound appeared on the thin man's back, and the flesh looked terrible between the tumbling flesh.
"Surnamed Wang, you have long been thinking of betrayal. The thin man glanced at Zhao Feng, and was shocked for a while by the momentum of Yuanyu Yuezhi exuded from Zhao Feng's body, and immediately knew that the person in front of him was not a person in the cottage at all.
"If I hadn't guarded you today, I'm afraid I would have been under your hands a long time ago, right?" This Wang Jiang didn't care that he was being forced by Zhao Feng, and said with a righteous face.
"Okay, but do you think you'll be able to deal with me with a helper?" the thin man laughed, his face full of pleasure.
"It wasn't long ago that I stepped into the second-rate realm. The thin man pointed the silver hook at Zhao Feng and Wang Jiang.
"God sent you two over to kill me today, this is completely a congratulatory gift for promotion. ”
As the thin man spoke, a faint blue light suddenly appeared all over his body.
At that moment, the blue light was attached to a pair of silver hooks held in his hands, and in the already cold hall, suddenly the temperature seemed to drop by a few degrees.
"Yuehua Tiangou!" the thin man rushed into the figure, dragging a string of cyan halos behind him between jumps.
His speed was a full fifty percent faster than before.
"What the hell!" Wang Jiang's face was full of disbelief, these two masters were actually promoted to the second rate at such a juncture, this battle was originally expected to be won by Zhao Feng with a wave of his hand, but he didn't expect it to become such a battle of equal strength.
And the situation at this time didn't allow him to think too much, the thin man obviously regarded Wang Jiang as the first target, and went directly to Wang Jiang's side.
I don't know why, Wang Jiang's heart suddenly appeared, and the persimmon looked for a few soft words.
Among Zhao Feng and Wang Jiang, Wang Jiang is the soft persimmon no matter how you look at it.
In fact, as Wang Jiang judged, the silver hook that Wang Jiang couldn't stop in the first place, at this skyrocketing speed of fifty percent, couldn't even look at the trajectory of the weapon and make a prediction.
Under the two of them, Wang Jiang collapsed at the first touch.
There were two sounds of bodies being torn apart in the air.
That Wang Jiang's two arms were pierced by silver hooks, and then he was pulled hard, and the muscles of his entire arm flew out like this.
"Ahhh The long sword in Wang Jiang's hand fell to the ground.
Both arms had been pierced by silver hooks, and he was now a complete wreck.
"Are you going to die here?" Wang Jiang's heart suddenly flashed with such a thought.
His soul seemed to be attracted by something, and gradually detached from his body, and was about to throw himself into the pair of silver hooks that the thin man had in his hands.
Suddenly, the clanging sound of iron sounded again.
Wang Jiang's soul was also pulled back to reality by an inexplicable force.
In front of him, Zhao Feng and the thin man were fighting.
Both of them were extremely fast, and the sound of the dense striking of iron from the collision between the knife and the silver hook became more and more sharp.
The speed at which the two of them swung their weapons almost reached the point of leaving an afterimage in the air, and every time the demon knife and the silver hook collided, a series of sparks were shining.
The thin man was wrapped in blue light, while a large area of red light appeared on Zhao Feng's body.
The battle between the two was like the collision of green and red, and under the aftermath, Wang Jiang felt very deeply.
"Poison, is the poison wrong?" Wang Jiang felt the blood veins in his body suddenly boiling, from the torture in his body as if it was on fire, to the pain caused by his soul being suddenly pulled out of his body.
Just like the two heavens of ice and fire, Wang Jiang was constantly being pulled above the critical point of ice and fire.
This hazy trance, the martial arts of this person opposite are really weird. Every time Zhao Feng swung out a knife, he felt dizzy and dizzy, and he was extremely vigilant against the thin man opposite, and he wholeheartedly urged the blood knife to kill seven times, and his body was bright red.
"Hot hot hot hot, what kind of immortal did this third child bring, and he could actually affect the other party's bloodline?" The thin man's face was flushed, and white steam came out of his body, and his eyes were full of surprise.
The duel between the two martial arts deliberately ended up being Zhao Feng's martial arts that were higher, and the red light on his body suddenly brightened, pressing the blue light on the opposite side back to the surface of his body.
With Zhao Feng's full force, he knocked one of the two silver hooks into the air.
As the silver hook was knocked away, of course Zhao Feng would not let go of this great opportunity, and as soon as he sent the knife forward, the blade passed through the thin man's body.
"This is impossible!" The man lost the silver hook, and as for the one move, he was defeated in Zhao Feng's hands, with a look of disbelief on his face
"I've just entered the second rate, there are more beautiful women to enjoy, how can I die here?" The thin man's face was full of unwillingness, and the rich resentment was about to turn into substance.
"Death is going to die, where do you have so many words!" Zhao Feng pulled the handle back hard, twitching and twisting his hand at the same time.
This time, the thin man spurted a stream of blood from his mouth, and a big hole in his chest had been opened to see the opposite view, and he could only fall to the ground unwillingly.
"Are you okay?" Zhao Feng, who had solved the thin man, came to Wang Jiang to check Wang Jiang's injuries.
"It's just, it's just that my arms are useless, and I still have feet to use" Wang Jiang's face did not have a grateful look, but a face full of fear.
As a captive object, Wang Jiang is very clear about his position, if he cannot contribute, and he is disabled, I am afraid that he will only be abandoned.
Even Zhao Feng didn't have to do anything, as long as he was abandoned, the poison in his body would inevitably attack, and then it would be the end of being boiled to death by his own blood.
"The second master is dead, I, I am the biggest in the village, and then this village will be under my control, and all obey your orders from Captain Zhao. ”
"I, I still know the location of some secret vaults in the stockade, I can take you there" Wang Jiang suddenly thought of his role, and hurriedly said it for a while.
"Really? You're right. Zhao Feng nodded.
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