Chapter Seventy-One: Fighting Hua Zefeng!
|.| "I'm afraid this kid is not simple, Zefeng, don't be careless, be careful." From the strange behavior of the old man in white and the villagers, the old man in black robe felt a faint trace of uneasiness in his heart.
"Grandpa, don't worry, I will make this kid kneel on the ground and kowtow to me and beg for mercy." However, how could he hear the kind persuasion of the black-robed old man, not to mention that Zhuo Tianzhao was only a small third-order soul saint on the surface.
Laugh at.
didn't give the black-robed old man a chance to speak again.Hua Zefeng's footsteps were wrong.His figure appeared elegantly in the field and confronted Zhuo Tianzhao a hundred meters away.Seeing this scene.The black-robed old man could only smile bitterly and shook his head.Take a deep breath.Forcibly bury that uneasy feeling in his heart.
Choke.
As soon as the palm of his hand was flipped, Hua Zefeng's hand quickly conjured up a sharp sword that shimmered in the sunlight, and then danced a few brilliant silver sword flowers in the air, and suddenly opened the space a few small gaps.
"Good sword." Seeing this, Zhuo Tianzhao couldn't help but sigh with emotion.As the grandson of the old village chief of the Sword Village in the Sea King Realm, Hua Zefeng must have enjoyed the best resources since he was born.
"Boy, you want to come and rob me of Ling'er, I think you're impatient." The tip of the sword pointed at Zhuo Tianzhao, and Hua Zefeng was extremely arrogant in his words.
"I don't want to waste my time with you." Zhuo Tianzhao glanced at Hua Zefeng with extreme disgust, and his brows furrowed slightly.
"Look for death." From childhood to adulthood, where has Hua Zefeng been treated with such contempt, and now his heart was angry, and the long sword in his hand had been slashed out like lightning.
Choke.
A silver sword several zhang wide suddenly burst out from the sword body, and the cold air swept through, and the temperature of heaven and earth plummeted.
"Insect carving skills." The bloodthirsty demon knife was transformed in his hand, Zhuo Tianzhao pulled it casually, and a violent blue-purple sky-splitting slash had already swept out.
Boom.
The Sky Slash and the Silver Sword Gang collided in mid-air.The space trembled slightly.Ice chips flew in the sky.In terms of power.How could the Silver Sword Gang be able to compete with the Sky Slash, which was already ranked as a quasi-god-level combat skill.
"Hey, you're a kid with some skills." Seeing that the silver sword gang he released was easily defeated, and the surging blue-purple sword was still roaring towards him.
Airplanes.
The footsteps are lightly raised, and the figure is dragged behind a series of afterimages.The movement trajectory of Hua Zefeng is extremely strange.It is not a simple straight line.It looks more like a free poisonous snake.It sways from side to side.It seems to be slow.In fact, it is extremely fast.The speed is amazing.The speed of slashing the sky is amazing.It has been easily dodged without even touching the edge.
Laugh at.
The old man in white outside the battle circle casually slashed out a hand knife, and the space was torn open with a hideous opening, and he immediately swallowed the huge Sky Splitting Slash whole, and in this way, the surrounding crowd of spectators finally avoided being attacked by the Sky Slash.
"I didn't expect you to be not only pompous, but also so fancy.
Boom.
Quiet as a virgin, moving as a rabbit.
Zhuo Tianzhao's voice fell, and the thirteen steps of the thunder were activated instantly, and at the same time that the ground was blown out of a deep pit, his body also flew out with the momentum of the tiger descending the mountain.
Compared with Hua Zefeng, Zhuo Tianzhao moves more directly and wildly, but in terms of speed, it is not inferior to Hua Zefeng.
Clang.
With a powerful perception, Zhuo Tianzhao accurately grasped Hua Zefeng's movement trajectory.The swords collided fiercely.There was a scalp-numbing metal clash.A circle of surging spatial ripples whistled open.The picture froze for a second.The two of them suddenly separated.
Bang bang bang.
The soles of his feet left three extremely deep palm prints on the ground.Zhuo Tianzhao took three steps back to stabilize his body.And Hua Zefeng was already flying far away like a kite with a broken string.
The sword is on the sidelines, the emphasis is on lightness, and it is not suitable for going head-to-head with other weapons. At this point, Hua Zefeng has already lost to Zhuo Tianzhao, not to mention Zhuo Tianzhao's ** strength, which is already above him.
"Well, what a strong ** power." At this moment, the black-robed old man who was watching in the outfield changed color slightly, and his face looked at the smiling white-clothed old man on the side. Ancient head, you frame me.."
"Don't wronged me, old man, when did I frame you." The old man in white smiled. This kid is only twenty years old, and he's only a third-order soul saint who doesn't want to do anything.
"You ......" The old man in the black robe froze for a while.
"Old man Hua, it's not that you didn't hear clearly, but that you rest on your laurels, thinking that Hua Xian's nephew is unmatched in talent, and that he is the leader of the younger generation. The old man in white smiled:
"Today, it's time for you to change your feudal concept, this world is so big, there are many talented people in the younger generation, your grandson who grew up in your care, and has never experienced any setbacks.
"Hmph, this can be said, at least Zefeng's soul skills and combat skills are definitely not comparable to this little hairy boy from the outside world." The old man in the black robe blushed and said recklessly.
"I didn't expect it to come to this, you still won't let go of your old face." The old man in white shook his head helplessly. If you don't believe it, just look at it. In the face of really powerful strength, those strange and bizarre body skills are just fantasy bubbles."
Rumble.
Just between the conversation between the two peak soul emperors, Zhuo Tianzhao and Hua Zefeng were already fighting together again.Within the battle circle.The sword light and sword shadow were horizontal.Zhuo Tianzhao and Hua Zefeng chased and fled.If it weren't for the strange and dexterous body trick to dodge left and right.Hua Zefeng had already been defeated in Zhuo Tianzhao's hands.But even so.Hua Zefeng was still in danger.
At this moment, where is Hua Zefeng's original rampant arrogance, the cold blue and purple knife light continues to pass by, Hua Zefeng's face is pale, as if he is in an ice cellar, his heart is already panicked.
After all, Hua Zefeng usually fights with people, either the point is the end, or the people deliberately let him, like this terrifying feeling hovering between life and death, he feels it for the first time in his life, and now he occasionally sweeps the other party's cold eyes like a falcon, and his body will tremble unconsciously.
"Dare to get distracted when you fight me." The moment he grabbed Hua Zefeng's eyes, Zhuo Tianzhao quickly leaned on his body, a hideous smiling face, and Hua Zefeng was barely a foot apart.
"Fuck off." Hua Zefeng roared angrily in shock, and the long sword in his hand slashed towards Zhuo Tianzhao's neck almost reflexively.
Bite.
It seems that he had known that Hua Zefeng would have this reaction.The Bloodthirsty Demon Knife accurately slammed the long sword away.Zhuo Tianzhao suddenly raised a kick.Like a heavy locomotive, it slammed into Hua Zefeng's chest.
Boom.
There was a low, muffled sound, Hua Zefeng's body bent, and the whole person shot backwards like a cannonball.
"Throw in the towel, you don't have a chance of winning." After the first blow was successful, Zhuo Tianzhao did not pursue, but frowned and slammed the long sword on the ground in the distance. Hua Zefeng, who struggled to stand up, persuaded him, "It's too weak.If he didn't only use five points of force for that kick just now, the current Hua Zefeng has already broken his sternum and died.
In fact, from the beginning of the duel, Zhuo Tianzhao has not used all his strength, otherwise Hua Zefeng would still be able to stand up now.After all, no matter what, Hua Zefeng is the grandson of the peak soul emperor.At least let him lose a little better.The old man in the black robe will have a relatively better hatred for himself.And in this way, his future life will be relatively better.So from beginning to end.Zhuo Tianzhao has been letting Hua Zefeng go.
"Hmph, you want me to throw in the towel, you're really whimsical." However, where will Hua Zefeng, whose self-esteem is better than everything, understand Zhuo Tianzhao's hard work.
Reaching out to wipe away a trace of blood spilling from the corner of his mouth.Hua Zefeng's face showed a touch of madness.Holding the hilt of the sword with both hands.The tip of the sword pointed upward.A bright silver light suddenly soared.
"Hey." Zhuo Tianzhao sighed helplessly when he saw this, and then turned his head to look at the black-robed old man outside the battle circle.
"Hmph, arrogant boy." It's a pity, the old man in the black robe is the same as Hua Zefeng, he is the kind of person who wants to save face and suffer the crime. Seeing Zhuo Tianzhao's behavior, not only did he not have the slightest gratitude, but he felt that Zhuo Tianzhao was slapping him.
"......" Zhuo Tianzhao couldn't help it, so he had to look at the old man in white next to the old man in black robe with an inquiring gaze.
Soon, the old man in white replied, and the expression seemed to say: Just shoot, as long as you don't kill that kid, I'll cover you up for anything.
"It's got to this point, and I can only fight hard." Zhuo Tianzhao smiled bitterly and shook his head, and then turned his gaze back to Hua Zefeng.
Huhuhu......
At this time, Hua Zefeng's long-brewing soul technique had also taken shape, and his body gradually blurred, and dozens of identical figures were torn out in an instant.
"Doppelganger.." His pupils shrank slightly, looking at the dozens of Hua Zefeng who suddenly appeared and wrapped themselves in a circle, Zhuo Tianzhao's mind fell into a momentary confusion, but it only lasted for a moment before he recovered:
"It's funny enough to use a clone in front of me."
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