Zhao Guocheng was a little surprised by Feng Jing's reaction, from the battle with Wang Hui and the others just now, he noticed that Feng Jing was holding a broken knife in his hand, and there was nothing special about the appearance of the broken knife, it was no different from an ordinary broken knife.

"Can't you just take out a better weapon and fight me?" Zhao Guocheng asked helplessly.

"No, just have it. Feng Jing gently stroked the blade of the knife, and the expression on her face seemed to be looking at an old friend.

"Cut! It turned out to be a poor boy who didn't even have a complete weapon, what a pathetic man. ”

"It's useless to talk too much, let's see the work in your hands!"

"Since you're so anxious to die, I'll do it, but you have to let me know what kind of knife you are! ”

"Whether the knife is good or not depends on people, not the knife itself, and if you rely on weapons so much, you won't develop much after all. ”

"I'm surprised that you still know this, you might as well tell me the name of your weapon, I'm a man who likes to get to the bottom of it. ”

After saying the "killing knife", Feng Jing didn't want to talk nonsense with Zhao Guocheng, and rushed to the other party first, Zhao Guocheng had long been paying attention to Feng Jing's movements, and as soon as he found Feng Jing's actions, he didn't stop, and rushed forward with the wave breaking knife.

In a short period of time, the two fought together, and the two of them had enough strength as soon as they came up. Under the control of their respective masters, the two knives constantly made the sound of metal handover, and the speed of the two movements was very open, fighting each other in close quarters, and then constantly attacking and defending each other, and the movements were coherent and free.

Because neither of them used exercises at the beginning, they all used the simplest means of attack to fight, although Feng Jing's cultivation was much lower than Zhao Guocheng's, but Feng Jing's strength advantage was shown in close combat at this time, and his strong physical fitness made up for the gap with Zhao Guocheng, which was also a little unexpected for Zhao Guocheng.

But for Zhao Guocheng, after all, the cultivation is much higher than Feng Jing, and after a little adaptation, he can deal with it easily, with the other party's adaptation, the pressure on Feng Jing's side continues to increase, and the two have been friends for several rounds in the blink of an eye, but Feng Jing will be shocked back a few steps every time, and his heartbeat will jump very fast under this violent impact.

After a few rounds of fighting, Feng Jing and Zhao Guocheng took advantage of the situation to retreat, and Feng Jing stood not far away and looked at Zhao Guocheng with a solemn face. At this time, Zhao Guocheng was a little surprised in his heart, but under the gap in cultivation, Zhao Guocheng still dealt with it very freely, if the cultivation was comparable to Fengjing, maybe Zhao Guocheng would be a little worried, but now under the premise of being two levels higher than Fengjing, Zhao Guocheng is not afraid of capsizing in the gutter at all.

Feng Jingxin here also began to think at this time, the other party's cultivation was already at the green level, and he had just reached the orange level, the distance exceeded two levels, the huge gap between these two levels could not be easily filled by relying on anything, this was definitely the harshest battle in his life for Feng Jing, and if he was not careful, it would become very dangerous.

Zhao Guocheng didn't want to give Feng Jing a chance to breathe, and after a little adjustment, he struck at Feng Jing again, Feng Jing watched the other party attack again, and slightly accumulated enough yuan strength, and a huge knife shadow flew out without a trace with a sound of fallen leaves.

The sword that was conjured up without a trace of fallen leaves rushed in front of Zhao Guocheng along a strange route. As soon as he approached Zhao Guocheng's body, Zhao Guocheng scattered the fallen leaves without a trace with a slight wave, and his body shape was not affected at all, and he continued to attack towards Feng Jing.

After Feng Jing secretly said "not good", he quickly dodged Zhao Guocheng's attack, but Feng Jing's usually very fast wind step became very sluggish in this Zhao Guocheng's attack, and within a few positions, he had already pursued Feng Jing's body.

Zhao Guocheng struck a heavy blow, and the huge wave-breaking knife swept towards Feng Jing's body with a gust of wind, Feng Jing hurriedly put the enemy-breaking knife horizontally in front of him to make a defensive momentum, and as soon as Feng Jing, who was doing a good job of defense, the huge wave-breaking knife slashed over.

As soon as the Broken Enemy Knife in Feng Jing's hand touched the Breaking Wave Knife, it was shocked back by the huge impact force, and after holding on for a few seconds for a short time, Feng Jing's body flew out. Feng Jing in the air, his wrist was numb by this huge impact force, but Feng Jing, who had not yet touched the ground, found out again that Zhao Guocheng had already attached himself to the ground and approached Feng Jing's body again, and it was too late to react at this time.

After Zhao Guocheng hit Fei Fengjing, he did not stop for a moment, but continued to rush over, picked up the wave breaking knife and slashed it from top to bottom. Feng Jing barely used the Broken Enemy Knife to block, but this also accelerated the speed of the fall again, and after a bang, Feng Jing fell heavily to the ground. The huge impact force stirred up a large amount of dust, and although Feng Jing's physical fitness was very good, he was hit at such a close distance, and a large number of gold stars suddenly appeared in his eyes.

Zhao Guocheng stood in place, with an indifferent smile on his mouth, and the injured Wang Hui and the two felt Zhao Guocheng's strength again. This is the gap in cultivation, there is so much difference between two levels higher, no wonder the battle between the lower level and the higher level has no power to fight back at all.

After the dust cleared, Feng Jing slowly revealed, and his expression was not ugly except for the dust. Zhao Guocheng thought that although his blow would not be able to hit Feng Jing hard, it would at least make him vomit a few mouthfuls of blood. But now looking at Feng Jing's expression, he was not injured in the slightest, which surprised Zhao Guocheng and understood why Wang Hui and the others were defeated by Feng Jing just now. Feng Jing is not only a little higher in cultivation, but the key is that the other party's physical fitness and strength are higher than Wang Hui and the others, so at the beginning, Feng Jing only won Wang Hui and the others at the smallest price.

"It's a surprise to me that you're still intact under my blow, and it seems that you do have some ability. As if Zhao Guocheng was not worried about this, he still stared at Feng Jing indifferently and lifted the wave breaking knife.

Although Feng Jing was not injured, he was still a little uncomfortable by this blow, which also provoked Feng Jing's battle**, at this time, he didn't care how much the other party was stronger than himself, in Feng Jing's eyes, the stronger the opponent, the more it could arouse the inner resistance.

With such a belief, Feng Jing's strength in his grip tightened, and then he lifted the sword and made a fighting posture. Zhao Guocheng's eyes staring at Feng Jing became much sharper, looking at Feng Jing who was standing at this time, Zhao Guocheng had a feeling that he had to kill the other party before he grew to the climate, otherwise he would give the other party a little time, and it would definitely be a very troublesome thing to solve the other party.

With such thoughts, Zhao Guocheng's attack became much more fierce again, and the pressure on Feng Jing increased a lot again, and Feng Jing did not retreat in the face of Zhao Guocheng's thunderous pressure.

The revenge knife opened and closed in his hand, constantly changing his position to resist Zhao Guocheng's attack, although he was at a disadvantage every time he handed over, but Feng Jing had forgotten the danger, forgot the pain, and was completely in a desperate posture.

The move is deadly, Feng Jing's move is fatal, the battle between the two is like a madman meeting a madman in the eyes of outsiders, the two seem to be fighting with the belief of killing each other from the beginning, but Feng Jing's cultivation is too weak, and every time the other party easily defuses the attack. Then it took a lot of effort to defuse Zhao Guocheng's attack, so that in a battle that was not at one level, Feng Jing had been suppressed by Zhao Guocheng and couldn't do it.

Feng Jing was knocked away by Zhao Guocheng again, and then Feng Jing, who fell to the ground, quickly got up and rushed towards Zhao Guocheng desperately, such a thing has happened several times, Feng Jing has blood on the corner of his mouth at this time, but it does not affect Feng Jing's battle at all, Feng Jing only fights now in his eyes, and only kills the other party will stop.

After such a few times, Zhao Guocheng's firm heart began to relax a little, and the desperate wind and tranquility made Zhao Guocheng have the idea of retreating. In battle, it is the battle that does not kill the fighter that best reflects the attitude of the combatants. Zhao Guocheng never expected that Feng Jing would fight in this way, at this time Feng Jing had forgotten his comfort, there was only killing in his eyes, and only killing could awaken Feng Jing's nerves.

Feng Jing's body had been hit several times by the Wave Breaking Knife in such a battle, and blood had already flowed out of the place where it was hit at this time, but Feng Jing didn't stop it at all, but was fighting with Zhao Guocheng wholeheartedly.

Feng Jing, who was so ruthless to himself, had become a bloody man, but he still refused to stop, and the sword in his hand was crisp under Feng Jing, blocking Zhao Guocheng's attacks again and again.

The battle between the two lasted for a long time, and each of them was more or less physically exhausted, but both of them insisted on not stopping, and now for such a battle, whoever retreated might be attacked fiercely by the other party.

gritted his teeth and persisted for a few more rounds, after Feng Jing spat blood on his mouth, he rushed to the other party's Zhao Guocheng, Zhao Guocheng scolded fiercely in his heart, "Is this person crazy?"

Yes, Feng Jing is crazy now, and under the huge pressure, it has completely inspired Feng Jing's battle**, and he doesn't care about success or failure. But for Zhao Guocheng, he is unwilling to be injured or die, his instinctive reaction is that he can't die, which is compared with Feng Jing, who sacrificed his life to fight, this may be the biggest difference.

Zhao Guocheng, who was originally in the upper hand, slowly changed in his heart, and this change also affected the battle between the two at this time. Zhao Guocheng began to dodge Feng Jing's desperate blows intentionally or unintentionally, but wanted to use the safest way to solve Feng Jing.

With such thoughts, Feng Jing also began to slowly change his passive posture at this time, although there was still a distance from dominance, but this change still made Feng Jing happy, and Feng Jing, who saw hope, began to intensify his attack.

The revenge knife in his hand suddenly shot out a "chaotic knife without a shadow", this is the fourth slash of the nine swords, and after it was released at this time, a piece of knife light suddenly formed, constantly colliding with Zhao Guocheng's wave-breaking knife.