Yun Feng's big clear eyes looked through the car window, staring intently at the exciting battle situation.

The night was dark, the rain was pouring down, and ordinary people could not see the objects in the distance. But the figures of Uncle Jing and the old man with thick eyebrows were clearly imprinted in Yun Feng's eyes, except for the fact that they could only catch a series of afterimages when they moved at high speed during the battle, and other subtleties like a blood mark on Uncle Jing's left chest could not avoid his eyes.

The reason why Yun Feng didn't choose to leave alone while the two were fighting was because he couldn't be sure what else was waiting for him outside. It was an agreement that Uncle Jing could not leave the carriage for half a step before announcing that the danger was lifted.

Looking at Uncle Jing, who was alone in a bloody battle, Yun Feng realized for the first time that he was so small. Because of his lower body disability, he has been stronger than others since he was a child, and he was able to be independent at the age of ten, and many children of the same age are ashamed of themselves.

Therefore, Yunfeng never felt that he was a burden. But tonight, he realizes the cruel truth that it is not enough to be able to take care of himself, and when injustice or persecution befalls him without any reason, he must have the strength to protect himself.

The strong strength shown by Uncle Jing and the old man with thick eyebrows made him see this kind of power.

"I want to drink Wangzai's milk! I want to become stronger!" Before the change, Yunfeng's greatest wish was nothing more than to heal his legs and be able to run freely on the fragrant soil like ordinary people. Now, however, a never-before-felt desire for great power has sprung up in my heart. If the vast universe is said to be just a frog at the bottom of the well, and his understanding of the world is only the tip of the iceberg, then he also wants to be a strong frog, maybe there is no difference in nature, but maybe one day he jumps out of the well and sees a different world.

"Boom!"

The sharp impact sound pulled Yun Feng back to the ruthless reality, Uncle Jing's current situation can be described as not optimistic, at least a few large and small knife cuts have been added to his body, not only was the old man with thick eyebrows see through the moves, but also completely caught in the rhythm of the opponent's battle.

It was almost late at night, and Yun Feng believed that if he hadn't returned home, his father would have sent someone to look for him. He also believed that Uncle Jing would be able to hold out until the reinforcements arrived.

The truth is......

The battle was fierce.

Uncle Jing was very nervous.

It's almost unbearable.

"Huh!"

The old man with thick eyebrows slashed horizontally, and the knife qi swept across Uncle Jing's resolute face. It is conceivable that if Uncle Jing survives tonight, the scar on his face will definitely make him more manly.

However, at this time, Uncle Jing was not interested in appreciating the permanent mark left by the other party on his body, although he narrowly avoided the vital point several times, but the wound was bleeding nonstop, and the sharp pain caused by the constant pulling hit his brain, which greatly affected his concentration.

If it goes on like this, even if he is not hacked to death by the old man with thick eyebrows, I am afraid that the blood will be drained.

"Is this the gap in cultivation?" Uncle Jing asked himself like this—he was at the same level of Qi Gathering as the old man with thick eyebrows, but because he was one weight lower than the other party, he had no power to fight back under his fierce attack?

In fact, there is no need to ask this question at all, as a cultivator, he knows very well that in the world of practitioners, each realm has a strict division, and if there is a slight difference in cultivation, there is a huge difference in strength.

Although he and the old man with thick eyebrows are in the same stage of gathering qi, and the five elements have not yet been transformed into qi to become a walker, they still belong to this system, so the division of strength can completely refer to the difference in the level of walkers.

In fact, it is quite difficult for Uncle Jing to survive until now, and the old man with thick eyebrows is not just a heavy opponent in the qi gathering stage, but the biggest threat to Uncle Jing is actually the unguardable sword qi.

The release of sword qi should be the ability of the practitioner, but the old man with thick eyebrows didn't know what magic method he used, so he could use it.

"Fortunately, it's not a knife with a knife aura. Through careful observation, Uncle Jing found that the other party's sword qi that slashed at him during the battle was only a few ways, and he thought that this skill that was beyond the range of the strength of the old man with thick eyebrows was also somewhat restricted, and he could not use it as he wanted.

But even so, Uncle Jing was difficult to parry. If the situation does not turn around, it will definitely lose. And at this moment, there is no victory or defeat, only life and death.

Uncle Jing was unwilling to die like this. Although he had fought many defeats before, he could not decide the outcome of the war, and even if he had lost so many times, he still survived. By chance, he also sensed the existence of the five elements element.

"No matter how stubborn you are, it doesn't change the fact that you're no match for me. "The old man with thick eyebrows is attacking more and more fiercely, although he has the chance to win, but this battle is actually far beyond his scheduled time.

Moreover, he was not as relaxed and leisurely as he appeared, and every sword qi actually cost him a lot of Five Elements Element. This ability, which was supposed to be possessed by a practitioner, was an unintentional discovery by him—by squeezing the sea of qi and making it saturated in an instant, a wisp of fine qi could be extracted.

However, this method will not only have great side effects on the body, but will also directly affect future cultivation. If it weren't for the critical moment, the old man with thick eyebrows would not use it easily. The reason why he was so eager to destroy Uncle Jing and Yun Feng was to prove that he was fully capable of this task, and sending that adult to take action was simply taking off his pants and farting - an extra move!

Thinking of that adult, the old man with thick eyebrows felt a chill in his heart. Such a cultivator has already been tempered a lot, and he can make waves in his heart that is not shocked, which shows that this adult is not trivial......

Uncle Jing is still struggling to support ......

He's completely pressed and beaten now......

In the past, when I was in the army, there were times when I was embarrassed, but I was not as bad as I am now. He also knew that the enemy was very strong in both qi and sword skills, but he still couldn't help but scold: "!"

You, or don't, the knife is there, not sad or happy.

Whether you are unwilling or angry, the knife is still cutting you, and you will not come or go.

There is no absolute calm on the battlefield, you can only try to stay calm. Uncle Jing was well aware of this, so he didn't let anger take over reason, and in the face of the stormy attack of the old man with thick eyebrows, he was waiting for an opportunity.

He only has one chance, and once he misses it, with a veteran like the old man with thick eyebrows, it is impossible to give him a second chance.

The world's martial arts, only fast is not broken. But there is no fastest, only faster. Therefore, as long as it is martial arts, it will have its blind spots.

"Boom!"

The thick eyebrow old man's big knife struck again, Uncle Jing's right leg slashed back, sideways dodge, and the spear was close to his body, while defusing the attack, he stared intently at the old man's right arm. He found that with each heavy blow of the opponent, there would be a brief lack of fluency on the joint of his right arm!

"Whew!"

Sharp knives cut through the air, howling like a raging wind.

"Here we go again!"

At the moment when the joint of the old man's right hand with thick eyebrows was stagnant, Uncle Jing, who had been gathering momentum for a long time, suddenly turned around, and the blade brushed against the tip of his nose, falling short.

At this time, the spear in his hand had been split into two at some point, and the sharp spear head was like a meteor, shooting towards the heart of the old man with thick eyebrows!

In battle, small mistakes are often the most fatal. The old man with thick eyebrows had already realized Uncle Jing's intentions when he slashed the air, but he was always too close to the other party, and he didn't have time to draw the knife to defend himself.

This is also the disadvantage of all long weapons, once they are close enough, it is difficult to play their role.

The thick-eyed old man only had time to place his right palm on his chest.

However, how could the shriveled palm resist the sharp silver spear, not to mention the flesh, even the heavy shield used for combat was pierced in the shot that Uncle Jing was poised to burst out.

Therefore, there was no suspense, the calloused palm of the old man with thick eyebrows only held a powerful fist, and inside the fist was held a silver short spear - the whole short spear pierced the palm of the hand, pierced the chest, and dripped blood from the tip of the spear.

The thick eyebrows of the old man seemed to be incredulous in his wide eyes, and it was not until he lowered his gaze and watched Uncle Jing slowly pull out the silver spear from his chest that he knelt on the ground in despair.

But instead of dying immediately, he used a broadsword to prop up his body at the last moment, so that it did not fall completely. I have to say that his vitality is too tenacious.

The rain seemed to light up, washing the blood off the ground.

"So you've been gathering momentum. The old man with thick eyebrows was completely domineering at this time, and the corners of his inclined mouth seemed to be still smiling. But even if he was really laughing, he was just laughing at himself for underestimating the enemy.

He adopted a preemptive strategy from the beginning, and planned to solve the opponent in one go with his absolute superiority, but he never thought that the opponent would also take advantage of this, and he had been showing weakness from beginning to end, waiting for the best time to launch a momentum.

The old man with thick eyebrows shrugged his head, looked at the blood flowing on the ground and said, "You know very well the gap between you and me, and if you go head-to-head, you will definitely lose." So you can only strike backwards and secretly gather momentum. Gaining momentum is only one step, the important thing is to get the timing right, and the calculation of my knife is the key. Because you turn on the spot, if you turn slowly, you will be struck by me, and if you turn fast, I will have time to change the angle of the next split, and I will still chop you to death. ”

"This trick is put to death and then reborn, powerful!"

"Don't talk nonsense, who is your master?" Uncle Jing didn't pay attention to the other party's analysis or his heartfelt praise for himself, according to his style, he must first make sure that the enemy has no longer any threat. The reason why he didn't make the old man with thick eyebrows die so much that he couldn't die anymore was to find out the mastermind behind the attack.

The old man with thick eyebrows showed indifference to death at this time: "Don't bother guessing, let's do it." ”

Uncle Jing frowned slightly, but he was not disappointed by such an answer. It is difficult for a killer like the old man with thick eyebrows to extract any useful information from it, and now he is dying.

Without saying any more superfluous words, Uncle Jing stepped on the muddy rain, slowly walked to the old man with thick eyebrows, and raised the shiny silver gun.

But at this moment, the stagnant water on the ground reflected the iconic weird smile of the thick-eyed old man......

Suddenly, a cold wind hit, and the red tassels on the silver spear fluttered slowly. Uncle Jing suddenly felt that his whole body was frozen, unable to move for half a minute, and his scalp was numb. The raindrops hit his thick eyelashes, brightening his eyes even more.