Chapter 43: Changing Guns
Yu Feng stepped a little down, caught up with Zhao Xunyang, and the two spears in his hands flew out, and then two more spears appeared in his hands, and then the spears thrown in front of him flew out.
Bang bang!
Although it was difficult to leave scars on his body, the force was not small, and he was hit four times in a row, and Rao was also shocked to take a few steps back with Zhao Xunyang's strength.
Huang Tianhao looked at the scene in front of him with some stunned, although the difference in strength was huge, but Yu Feng's control of spiritual power was extremely fine, and every trace of spiritual power was poured into the spear without the slightest waste, turning into pure strength, even he couldn't do such a meticulous spiritual power control.
Moreover, where did the wind get so many spears?
Zhao Xunyang's face was also full of confusion, and he even recovered a few traces of sanity, where did this product get so many weapons? Isn't there a storage space full of spears?
However, Huang Tianhao quickly reined in his mind, took advantage of the time of the wind, took out a pill from the storage space, returned the elixir, and did not hesitate, swallowed it in one gulp, and quickly recovered the spiritual power he consumed.
However, Rao also felt a little painful in his identity, and he didn't have many of these things, but they were all used to save lives at critical moments!
Although now is the moment of truth.
What's going on?
Yu Feng looked at himself who rushed towards Zhao Xunyang in a daze, this God-like feeling seemed to be familiar.
The silver-white tip of the spear enlarged in front of Zhao Xunyang's eyes, and a dangerous aura quickly pulled him back from his confusion, accompanied by an angry roar, Zhao Xunyang slapped away the silver-white spear that stabbed him in front of him with one hand, and grabbed the wind in front of him with the other hand.
However, Yu Feng had already prepared, a silver-white spear had already been against Zhao Xunyang's lower abdomen, and with a strong kick under his foot, the spear actually pierced into Zhao Xunyang's abdomen, and the severe pain made him scream angrily, and Yu Feng also used his strength to distance himself from him.
Wisps of black qi rose from the wound, and Zhao Xunyang, who was in pain, pulled out the silver-white spear that had pierced into his abdomen and threw it at Yufeng.
Zhao Xunyang's strength is far from being comparable to that of Yu Feng, and the silver-white spear appeared in front of Yu Feng's eyes in the blink of an eye, but just as the tip of the spear was about to touch Yu Feng's body, it suddenly turned into a little fluorescent and dissipated, and then re-converged into a silver-white spear in his hand.
"Tsk, this body is really weak." Yu Feng couldn't help but complain, "Fortunately, this body is special, but two is the limit." ”
Zhao Xunyang looked at the silver-white spear in Yu Feng's hand with a jealous expression, that thing could not only hurt him, but also had a certain restraining effect on his body.
Yu Feng adjusted his breath, and the few hits just now were also a lot of consumption for him.
"Hehe, you know, in my generation, martial arts is the right way, the so-called spiritual cultivation is just used to assist the practice of martial arts, too much emphasis on spiritual power, in the end it is flashy, it is ridiculous, I was once criticized for being flashy."
"Then why don't you take a look now, is it my flashy spear changing skills, but your spiritual cultivation is flashy?"
Originally, his spiritual power was restrained, like an ordinary person's wind, his momentum changed suddenly, his eyes were sharp, his body was straight, like a spear that wanted to pierce the sky, that feeling, just by looking at it, he could feel the stinging sensation.
Spears emerged from Yu Feng's side, and with Yu Feng's finger, they all stabbed at Zhao Xunyang.
Zhao Xunyang's spiritual power exploded around him, and with a heavy wave of his right hand, those flying spears scattered in all directions.
Earlier, it was just Zhao Xunyang who was too lazy to take care of it, so these spears could stab him, but Zhao Xunyang really wanted to do it, and with only the spiritual power of Yu Feng, the spears thrown by him couldn't even get close to his body.
The spear dispersed, revealing a figure behind him, with two silver-white spears in his hands, one aimed at Zhao Xunyang's head and the other towards his heart.
Zhao Xunyang's scarlet eyes shrank slightly, he opened his mouth to bite the spear that stabbed at the front door, and grabbed the spear that stabbed at the heart with his left hand.
Yu Feng accelerated a little again, but he let go of his hands and let Zhao Xunyang grab the two spears, and his figure flashed.
Passing Zhao Xunyang, Yu Feng reached out and pulled out the spear inserted behind Zhao Xunyang, turned around and kicked a flying kick, and the flying spear stabbed straight at Zhao Xunyang's defenseless back.
Bang!
The heavy blow from behind made Zhao Xunyang stunned, his teeth loosened, and the silver-white spear in his mouth was thrown aside by him.
Yu Feng's figure was like a ghost, and the spears around Zhao Xunyang were pulled out one after another and stabbed at him.
With his strength, it is not difficult to capture the figure of Yu Feng, but the spear that keeps flying around is really annoying, and even if he releases his spiritual power to bounce everything around him, he will soon be able to kick back the spear that flew out upside down, and at the same time, he will be stabbed by the silver-white spear because of the gap.
For a while, Zhao Xunyang could only keep defending, and at the same time, he had to beware of the silver-white spear that stabbed coldly, that thing was really not something he could carry with his strong spiritual power.
And just when Zhao Xunyang was trapped by Yu Feng, he sensed a terrifying momentum appearing on the side.
The instinct to avoid danger made him look at Huang Tianhao, who was holding up a long stick on the side, and at this time, an illusory stick shadow emitting a simple golden light appeared above him, and a thick aura of death came from it.
At this moment, a heavy blow came from the crook of his knee, Zhao Xunyang lost his legs and knelt down, and before he could react, there was a sharp pain in his legs, and two silver-white spears pierced his legs, making him unable to stand up.
"Resist the wind!"
With Huang Tianhao's loud shout, the long stick in his hand smashed down.
"Knock on the mountain stick, open the mountain with a stick!"
"Ahh
Zhao Xunyang's eyes were full of fear, and he frantically mobilized the spiritual power around him, and the gray-white spiritual power formed two palms in a vain attempt to take the stick shadow that pressed the face.
"No!"
With Zhao Xunyang's desperate screams, the shadow of the stick fell, the ground cracked, and even the distant Tingfeng Lake was divided into two, setting off monstrous waves and falling rain curtains.
And that Zhao Xunyang, there was no longer any breath, only the black and red blood mist floating in the air.
"Boy, the body will be returned to you, but take it easy, the consumption is a bit large."
Huh?
Yu Feng, who was looking at all this from the perspective of God, was still in a daze, and was pulled back by the previous voice, and then felt a huge force pull itself towards his own body that retreated to Huang Tianhao's side.
In addition to the body that was not willing to leave behind the slightest spiritual power, there was also the pain that seemed to shatter every inch of the bones in the body and swept through the body.
If it weren't for the loss of the strength to shout, Yufeng's screams at this time would definitely permeate the entire campus.
But fortunately, the consciousness was not consumed by the pain all over the body.
Huang Tianhao's situation was also not much better, his face was pale, and he was encouraged not to fall down with the long stick in his hand.
With that blow just now, he was almost hollowed out of his spiritual power before he was able to use it, and it was estimated that there would be a lot of side effects afterwards, but they were still within the acceptable range.
Adjusting his breath slightly, Huang Tianhao looked at the swaying Yufeng on the side, he had too many questions to ask him at this time, why he seemed to have suddenly changed as a person just now.
How did he conjure up so many weapons out of thin air? How did he suppress Zhao Xunyang, whose strength had skyrocketed to the fifth step of the immortal level, with the strength of the third stage of the spirit level?
"Imperial ...... Be careful! ”
As soon as he was about to ask, Huang Tianhao sensed an extremely powerful offensive blasting towards the two of them, and Huang Tianhao gritted his teeth and blocked in front of Yu Feng.