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With a crisp sound, I saw the Qinglong Glaive Sword in the middle-aged man's hand collide with a weak long sword that suddenly appeared and was covered in blood. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

At the moment when the long sword collided with the Qinglong Yanyue Knife, Zhao Jingfeng, who was holding the long sword, suddenly changed his face, and immediately became a little pale, and his chest rose and fell violently a few times, and then immediately withdrew his sword and quickly retreated.

Zhao Jingfeng retreated until twenty meters away before stopping, and now he could no longer maintain his previous calm and calmness, and his originally plain face became a little pale.

After all, the difference between his strength and the middle-aged man's own strength is too great, only by virtue of his body and the middle-aged man's man, and just after encountering the middle-aged man's natal soul treasure Qinglong Yanyue Knife, Zhao Jingfeng also suffered a big loss, although the natal soul treasure did not suffer much damage, but the middle-aged man's spiritual power, which was several times stronger than Zhao Jingfeng's spiritual power, was transmitted through Yan Xijian, which still caused Zhao Jingfeng's internal organs to suffer a lot of shocks and suffered some minor injuries.

The middle-aged man stabilized his figure, his eyes were full of solemnity and looked at Zhao Jingfeng, for this person who almost made himself suffer three times in a row, the middle-aged man did not dare to underestimate it in the slightest, although the latter's strength was very weak in the eyes of the middle-aged man, but with the speed that was not slower than him and the attack that was extremely fast, the threat to the middle-aged man was so great that it was even stronger than his opponents of the same level.

However, after the middle-aged man saw Zhao Jingfeng's state, he seemed to understand something, and couldn't help but smile, and said in a deep voice: "Boy, I admit that your speed is very fast, but your strength is too weak after all." As soon as he finished speaking, the middle-aged man didn't give Zhao Jingfeng half a moment to breathe, and once again brandished the two-meter-long Qinglong Yanyue Knife to attack Zhao Jingfeng with a fierce attack.

Due to the collision between Yan Xijian and the middle-aged man's Qinglong Yanyue Knife just now, Zhao Jingfeng suffered some minor injuries, although these minor injuries would not cause much hindrance to Zhao Jingfeng in normal times, but at this time, when fighting with a middle-aged man whose strength was two orders stronger than him and had reached the intermediate level of martial arts, the impact of this slight injury was very fatal, after all, Zhao Jingfeng was only in his peak state, and with all his strength, he was able to rely on his mysterious body to reluctantly maneuver with the middle-aged man, and now in the injured state, Zhao Jingfeng's speed could not be maintained as agile as before, and he gradually felt difficult to dodge。

After fighting Zhao Jingfeng for a few rounds, the middle-aged man seemed to understand that the threat to him from Zhao Jingfeng had decreased a lot, and the vigilance against Zhao Jingfeng in his heart had also weakened a little, so he took out all his strength, shot without reservation, and attacked Zhao Jingfeng with a fatal move, and the speed was a few points faster than before.

As the middle-aged man's attack speed accelerated, Zhao Jingfeng had become more and more difficult to dodge, if he was at his peak, Zhao Jingfeng could not only dodge the middle-aged man's attack, but also take the time to fight back, then he was in an injured state, he could only dodge, and he had lost the power to fight back, and as the middle-aged man's speed accelerated, Zhao Jingfeng was in danger every time he dodged the middle-aged man's attack.

The middle-aged man's attack speed was very fast, and in just a few breaths, he made dozens of moves, and now, Zhao Jingfeng, who had lost the strength to fight back, already had many cracks in the coarse cloth clothes on his body, and the edge of the crack was dyed red with blood, and it could be seen from the little blood stains that the wound on Zhao Jingfeng's body was not deep.

The pale cyan light flashed away in the dark night, and the middle-aged man's Green Dragon Glaive Knife was wrapped in a cloud of wind, cutting through the night sky at an extremely fast speed, and slashed straight towards Zhao Jingfeng.

This knife, although Zhao Jingfeng had dodged with all his might, but with his speed that had slowed down a lot at the moment, he still couldn't completely dodge it, and was left with a deep bone-visible wound on his chest by the Qinglong Yanyue Knife, which pierced the entire chest, and the surging blood stained the clothes on Zhao Jingfeng's chest into blood red in a moment.

The middle-aged man smiled fiercely, without the slightest pause in his movements, and when Zhao Jingfeng had not yet distanced himself from him, he immediately stepped forward to close the distance between him and Zhao Jingfeng, and the pale cyan light of his right foot flashed, and he kicked Zhao Jingfeng in the chest at lightning speed.

"Bump!"

Zhao Jingfeng's body was kicked out by the middle-aged man like a cannonball, his body was still in mid-air, and a mouthful of blood couldn't help but spray out of Zhao Jingfeng's mouth, and his body flew more than 20 meters away, and after hitting several bandits and robbers along the way, he fell to the ground in embarrassment, and then, another mouthful of blood couldn't help but spurt out of Zhao Jingfeng's mouth, and his face had become pale.

With a flash of blue light, the middle-aged man had already crossed a distance of more than twenty meters and appeared in front of Zhao Jingfeng, looked at him with a sneer, and said: "I'll give you one last chance, if you tell me the secret of how you can use such a low strength to show a speed that is not less than mine, I will spare your life today, otherwise, die!" The middle-aged man's eyes flashed with a scorching light, he was indeed very excited about how Zhao Jingfeng could use such a low level of strength to show no less than his speed, and his heart was very eager to have such a secret method, for him who practiced wind spiritual power, speed was crucial, once he mastered this secret method, the middle-aged man really didn't dare to imagine what level his speed could reach, but it was certain that his strength would definitely be greatly improved, and at that time, his status in the Black Dragon Village would be greatly improved。

As soon as he thought of this, the middle-aged man felt his blood boiling all over his body, and his heart was excited, and even the look on his face became a little excited.

Zhao Jingfeng wiped the blood sacrifice from the corner of his mouth, slowly stood up from the ground, looked at the middle-aged man with a little excitement on his face with cold eyes, and couldn't help but show a sneer, "I'm afraid you don't have this ability." Although he had already suffered a lot of internal injuries at the moment, Zhao Jingfeng did not show the slightest fear of the middle-aged man who was stronger than himself.

As he spoke, Zhao Jingfeng's whole body was also making slight adjustments, at this time, his whole body was completely relaxed, as if he was not the slightest defense, and his right hand, which was originally holding the sword hard, also became a little lax, and his current state looked defenseless, not at all like he was fighting.

Zhao Jingfeng's words suddenly made the expression on the middle-aged man's face sink, and he snorted coldly: "Boy, with your current strength, you are not qualified to say such a big thing, since you refuse to say it, then I have to make you suffer." As soon as the words fell, the middle-aged man waved the Qinglong Yanyue Knife in his hand and slashed at Zhao Jingfeng's right shoulder.

In the face of the middle-aged man's knife, Zhao Jingfeng did not make the slightest dodge action, but raised his sword and took the initiative to meet it, although the speed of this sword was equally fast, but it gave people a light and fluttering, soft feeling, which was completely inconsistent with the fierce and murderous sword move before.

When Yan Xi Sword and Qinglong Glaive collided together, they didn't make a sound, and the two touched each other completely silently, and then, the Yan Xi Sword, which looked soft, was like a maggot attached to the bone, tightly pasted on the Qinglong Glaive Knife, and drove the Qinglong Glaive Knife to deviate from the original attack route in a very ingenious way, and drew a few circles around the left and left in the middle of the void, directly unloading the terrifying power on the Qinglong Glaive Knife, and then leading it to the side, so that the Qinglong Glaive Knife was cut into the dirt next to it.

The middle-aged man's face changed slightly, and his eyes looked at Zhao Jingfeng with a little surprise, because just now, he couldn't control his Qinglong Yanyue Knife, if such a strange thing happened to an opponent who was stronger than him, it might not be nothing, but at this time, the other party was an opponent who was much weaker than him, which made the middle-aged man a little unacceptable.

"What kind of exercise are you? The middle-aged man asked in a surprised tone.

"Creation Yin and Yang Sword Technique". Zhao Jingfeng opened his mouth and said, he is not proficient in the "Creation Yin Yang Sword Technique", but he had a lot of contact with the masters of the Creation Heavenly Sect on the Lingyuan Star in his previous life, so that he gradually understood the principle of "Creation Yin Yang Sword Technique" to overcome rigidity with softness and dial thousands of catties, and at this moment, when his strength is not as good as that of a middle-aged man, and he has been forced to the point of being almost exhausted, Zhao Jingfeng has no choice but to show his unproficient "Creation Yin Yang Sword Technique" to resist.

"Creation Yin and Yang Swordsmanship" pays attention to overcoming rigidity with softness, static braking, defeating strong with weakness, and also contains the power of four or two thousand catties, such wonderful skills can indeed play a very big role in the predicament that Zhao Jingfeng is now encountering, but the only flaw in this is that Zhao Jingfeng only knows a little about the "Creation Yin Yang Swordsmanship", and is not proficient in it, after all, he is good at a fast sword, but despite this, it is enough for Zhao Jingfeng to support Zhao Jingfeng in the hands of the middle-aged man for a while.

Hearing this, the middle-aged man frowned and thought for a while, then shook his head slightly, and muttered in a low voice: "I haven't heard of the Yin Yang Sword Technique. Immediately, the middle-aged man's eyes turned to Zhao Jingfeng again, his eyes flashed with an inexplicable gaze, and he sneered, "Boy, I didn't expect you to be weak, and you really have a lot of exercises!

As soon as he finished speaking, the middle-aged man moved again, and the Qinglong Yanyue Knife in his hand attacked Zhao Jingfeng with powerful spiritual power, and now, he had already made up his mind to pay attention, and he would take Zhao Jingfeng back if he said anything today, for the "Creation Yin Yang Sword Technique" that could lead him away from attacking, the middle-aged man didn't pay much attention to it, what really made him excited was Zhao Jingfeng's secret of exerting speed.

Next, Zhao Jingfeng reluctantly dealt with the middle-aged man with the "Creation Yin Yang Sword Technique" that was not very proficient, and with the subtlety of the "Creation Yin Yang Sword Technique", every attack of the middle-aged man could be resolved by Zhao Jingfeng, and the traction method of the "Creation Yin Yang Sword Technique" made the middle-aged man unable to control his Qinglong Yanyue Knife many times.

In front of Zhao Jingfeng's unskilled "Creation Yin and Yang Sword Technique", the middle-aged man's powerful strength seems to no longer exist, but Zhao Jingfeng is not as easy as it seems, although the "Creation Yin Yang Sword Technique" can allow him to overcome rigidity with softness, and the strength of four taels and thousands of catties, but with the strength of the martial artist who has just been promoted to the martial artist now, he must go all out to barely meet the requirements of these four taels to resolve the terrifying power on the middle-aged man's Qinglong Yanyue Knife, so every time he resists the attack of the middle-aged man, Zhao Jingfeng seems to be easy, but it is very difficult.

However, using the "Creation Yin and Yang Sword Technique", Zhao Jingfeng can only play a defensive role to temporarily protect himself, and he is not able to fight back at all, he can only blindly resist, without a chance to win, if it is not for the middle-aged man who is almost exhausted, Zhao Jingfeng will definitely not use the "Creation Yin Yang Sword Technique" that he is not good at.

After fighting with Zhao Jingfeng for a few meetings, a trace of anger gradually appeared on the middle-aged man's face, and each of his attacks was not only unloaded by a person who was much weaker than himself in a wonderful way, but also made him unable to control his magic weapon, which was definitely a shame for the middle-aged man.

"Bastard boy, I don't believe I can't help you today. The middle-aged man was annoyed and angry, and finally couldn't help but scold angrily, and with the scolding, the shot became more ferocious.

As the strength of the middle-aged man's attack increased, it became more and more difficult for Zhao Jingfeng to resist, his forehead was already covered with fine beads of sweat, his face had become extremely pale, and the spiritual power in his body was about to be exhausted.

The middle-aged man's crazy attack also caused a lot of pressure on Zhao Jingfeng, after all, Zhao Jingfeng had to go all out in order to rely on the "Creation Yin Yang Sword Technique" that was not proficient in that hand Unloading the middle-aged man's attack, it can be said that every time Zhao Jingfeng unloads the terrifying power on the middle-aged man's Qinglong Yanyue Knife, it will cause a lot of consumption to his spiritual power, and Zhao Jingfeng's fierce battle with the middle-aged man before consumed most of the spiritual power in his body, and he was seriously injured at the moment, so Zhao Jingfeng insisted for a while, and gradually felt a little powerless, and it was becoming more and more difficult to resist the middle-aged man's attack.

Zhao Jingfeng was able to deal with a middle-aged man whose strength had reached the intermediate level martial spirit for so long with the strength of a new martial artist, not only by his superb swordsmanship, but also by the fact that his combat experience that had been tempered for a hundred battles could not be ignored.

If it were a different person with the same strength as Zhao Jingfeng, it would be difficult to say whether he could save his life in ten rounds under the fierce attack of the middle-aged man like a storm.

After all, the difference in strength between martial artists and martial spirits is too great, and there are two stages of gap in between.