Chapter 92: I Haven't Lost Yet

Under the gaze of everyone, Ling Haifeng walked to the pear blossom stone case with a big grin.

His gaze was sharp, still staring at the familiar name: Duan Yangang!

Just ten days ago, Ling Haifeng had a brief fight with this senior brother hundreds of years ago, and it was a half-move fiasco.

Ten days later, he broke through the Source Realm, and opened up four tributaries of the Source River in his body, plus the Innate Source River, that is to say, he is now a master of the Fivefold Source Realm.

His strength has risen many times, but he is also facing one of the best people hundreds of years ago, what will be the result? Everyone watched his every move with a look of anticipation.

Ling Haifeng took a deep breath, staring at the name with deep eyes, his eyes flashed with an indomitable momentum, and he shouted: "Kill!"

Without any hesitation, his hand, after shouting out the word killing, steadily erased it towards the Lihua Dashi case, and the position of the wipe was exactly the three words Duan Yangang.

Rumble......

In the depths of his soul, a man with bulging muscles stood proudly, he was carrying a pair of large steel hammers, the steel hammers were the size of a basket, and there were at least 30,000 catties of hammers, that is to say, this man could hit a tiger with this hammer alone, plus his explosive muscles, a hammer down, even if it was the power of three tigers, it would not be a problem.

Duan Yangang looked at Ling Haifeng indifferently, the double hammer waved slightly, and sure enough, the three-headed tiger shadow roared out.

The power of one tiger is equal to the strength of 30,000 catties, the power of two tigers is equal to the strength of 60,000 catties, and the power of three tigers is equal to the strength of 120,000 catties.

In other words, Duan Yangang's hammer is at least 120,000 catties.

Ling Haifeng still looks arrogant, he is also burly, and the iron sword is also heavy and fierce enough, but he is not afraid of not knowing the goods, he is afraid of comparing goods, his iron sword is like a small iron rod in front of the opponent's big steel hammer.

Carrying this small iron rod-like broken sword, Ling Haifeng did not have the slightest fear, the muscles on his body tensed, and a sword qi was drawn.

The power of the Three Tigers.

Roar......

A tiger roared, and a hammer and a sword collided together.

Outside world, I saw Ling Haifeng's hand trembling at the name, and then stiffened on the first word.

It was a battle in the sea of knowledge, which ordinary people could not see, but at this time, a cyan bronze mirror appeared in front of the gray-clothed old man, the bronze mirror was square, and a sky-swallowing beast was engraved behind it.

At this time, in the center of the bronze mirror, there were two shadows, which were two people who were really fighting.

One held two hammers the size of a basket, and the other held an iron sword.

"Look in the mirror. Murong Xue exclaimed, her beautiful eyes blinked, and she clearly saw that one of the two men he knew, it was Ling Haifeng.

"Wow, that hammer ......"

"It's such a solid muscle, with this hammer, if you hit it, it won't die. ”

"Macho man, it really deserves to be the Tianjiao of hundreds of years ago, no wonder no one has been able to erase the name on it for so long. ”

Everyone, every word you and I say, is obviously quite jealous of Duan Yangang's pair of sledgehammers.

"Ling Haifeng, kill his mother, this guy has a heavy hammer, it must be inconvenient to move, attack first!" Wang Huan couldn't help but shout, but he didn't care whether Ling Haifeng could hear his current words or not.

Although Wang Huan's words were rude, they were telling the truth, and everyone echoed them, but they didn't shout like him, but calmly watched the battle.

Sure enough, as Wang Huan said, Ling Haifeng attacked first after receiving the opponent's hammer, his body was as fast as a ghost, and he used his flexibility to hit the opponent by surprise.

Ling Haifeng's rusty iron sword swung rapidly, and after a while, he rushed in front of Duan Yangang and stabbed towards the other party's front door.

The two of them are cultivating combat skills to enhance their physique, and they are fighting with brute force, and there is no skill at all, but it is this kind of brute force competition that makes everyone tremble.

I saw that in the bronze mirror, Ling Haifeng's big iron sword stabbed out, and Duan Yangang quickly retreated.

Because he was dragging the hammer, it was too late to retreat like this, and then he simply threw the hammer to avoid Ling Haifeng's stab.

"Ha Luha, what about the strong man a hundred years ago, without a hammer, what else do you have the ability to. Ling Haifeng in the bronze mirror actually laughed, his muscles were tied up, green tendons loomed, and the big iron sword was even faster.

Ling Haifeng was in a hurry, holding the big sword tightly with both hands, and kept slashing, slashing at Duan Yangang's head, hitting the other party only to dodge.

Although the opponent's body is strong, the muscles can bulge terrifyingly, and the attack is powerful, but at this time, if he abandons the double hammer, then he is extremely passive.

After slashing a few times in a row, Ling Haifeng let out a long roar: "Crazy dragon plus body."

Suddenly, his body swelled up, his eyes were red, and the rusty iron sword shimmered with brilliance, seizing an opportunity to slash at the opponent's neck. This is a fatal blow that is delivered in conjunction with the Body Refining Combat Technique.

Ling Haifeng's previous few strokes didn't slash indiscriminately, they all slashed the opponent in a fixed direction, and when the opponent had no way to retreat, his knife came.

The knife was very fast, and it slashed at the opponent's neck in an instant.

Bang......

Duan Yangang now hit him hard with his neck.

When he landed, the audience gasped, is this still a human being? Being cut off from the neck with such a knife, let alone a human being, even if it is beaten with iron, it must be abolished. It's a pity that Duan Yangang is like a person who has nothing to do, and his expression has not changed in the slightest.

Ling Haifeng was also stunned there, his long-planned knife was hit, but the other party had nothing to do.

At this moment when he was stunned, the other party was not stunned, and lifted out with one kick and kicked Ling Haifeng more than ten feet away.

Duan Yangang's eyes were calm, and he slowly walked towards the sledgehammer, and the basket-sized hammer returned to his hand again, this sledgehammer was bigger than Duan Yangang's body, and this stark contrast made him look even more imposing.

Holding the sledgehammer high, Duan Yangang didn't speak, but there was a contempt in his eyes, he held the hammer's body and bowed slightly, and he rushed to Ling Haifeng with a rub.

At this moment, everyone realized that his speed was not slow at all.

"Kill!"

Duan Yangang's eyes were like copper bells, like an angry-eyed King Kong, and the sledgehammer in his hand was like two small mountains, and he waved it down brazenly.

Clang......

Ling Haifeng hurriedly put the iron sword up, and there was a huge shock from his body, which instantly slashed back seven or eight feet, and the bones in his whole body gurgled, as if he had been squeezed by a compressor, and his arm was numb.

On the other hand, Duan Yangang, who was holding a sledgehammer, still had that cold expression, and the double hammer was raised high, killing again.

Bang......

The second hammer fell, and Ling Haifeng spit out a mouthful of blood with a 'whoosh', feeling as if his big sword was about to be taken off, but he roared loudly and resisted it desperately, although so, his body still involuntarily retreated. There were two marks on his legs on the ground, and his shoes were worn out.

"Fool, you're no match for me at all. Duan Yangang, who had been expressionless, actually spoke, and his words were extremely contemptuous, like laughing at an ant.

Ling Haifeng steadied his steps back and shouted, "I'll say this big thing after winning first." ”

Duan Yangang glanced at the torn shoes and snorted, "How many more hammers can you take from me, one hammer, two hammers? Since you are going to die, then I will fulfill you." ”

After speaking, Duan Yangang made another sudden advance, his movements were very slow, so slow that everyone could see his every step clearly, this was the domineering spirit of an absolutely strong person, which made everyone's hearts beat wildly.

Bang......

Under the pressure of the sledgehammer, the ground under Ling Haifeng's feet exploded with a bang, and you can imagine how much pressure he was under.

Bang......

Another hammer fell, and blood actually came out of Ling Haifeng's body.

Rumble!!

With another hammer, blood flowed out of Ling Haifeng's seven orifices, and the hand holding the iron sword kept trembling......

"Hurry back, stop fighting, you're not his opponent. Seeing this scene, Zheng Shu really couldn't stand it anymore, and couldn't help but shout loudly.

The people watching the battle were also very worried that if they continued like this, they would really die.

Obviously, everyone's voices could not reach Ling Haifeng's ears, this was his battle, and no one could stop it, even Wang Huan was a little embarrassed, but he didn't rush up to interrupt.

Because he knew that once he interrupted Ling Haifeng's actions, the other party would hate him......

"Crazy strangulation!"

In the mirror, Duan Yangang roared again, and the double hammer was like a mountain, and he pressed down again. This hammer was still fierce, even more crazy, because this was the fourth hammer of his continuous attack, and it was also the last hammer of his crazy strangulation.

This hammer was even more fierce than the previous hammers combined, and the three-headed tiger shadow was even more condensed...... It is already approaching the power of the four tigers.

Clang......

Ling Haifeng struggled against it, his face turned pale in an instant, but the iron sword was holding the hammer to death.

Duan Yangang had a hint of surprise on his face, this hammer, he was going to blast the other party into slag, but he didn't expect that not only did he not die, but he didn't even take off his weapon.

Although he was surprised, he would not let Ling Haifeng go like this, and took a step forward again, without any fancy or skill, and the hammer fell again.

Rumble...... Another ferocious hammer fell, Ling Haifeng still didn't dodge or dodge, maybe he wanted to dodge, but his legs and feet couldn't dodge anymore.

Bang...... Another violent hammer struck, Ling Haifeng finally couldn't hold on, and the whole person was like a kite with a broken string, throwing it away.

Duan Yangang stood proudly, the other party could withstand so many hammers from him, even if he was defeated, he was a good opponent, but this was just good, he was not his opponent after all.

Outside, everyone sighed, Ling Haifeng was also defeated, who else could erase the name on this pear blossom stone case.

Wang Huan: Can you?

Everyone's hearts were helpless, and the gray-clothed old man's eyes also lost their sparkle, after waiting for more than 120 years, did he still fail? How long will he continue to guard the pavilion......

Just when everyone thought that Ling Haifeng had been defeated, I don't know who suddenly pointed to the bronze mirror and said, "Oh my God, look ......"

That's right, Ling Haifeng stood up again, still holding the rusty iron sword in his hand, his eyes were red, and he said lightly to Duan Yangang: "I haven't lost yet." ”