With the physical fitness of ordinary people, if they continue to fight for a quarter of an hour at most, they will already be exhausted.

After all, fighting is not a sport, the slightest carelessness will die, fighting requires extreme concentration, and even extreme use of the body, ordinary people can intermittently hold on for a quarter of an hour, it is already the limit, that is, some well-trained strong people can fight longer, but this long time is limited after all.

In the final analysis, the real battle is actually just a matter of a moment, the blade flies, you live and die, and all the spirit and will, all the skills and experience, completely explode at this moment, and only then can you give birth to the power that is enough to kill and kill.

But now, the battle in Dengzhou City has been fought for two hours.

Every breath is the ultimate killing intent, every moment is the end and death, if it is replaced by an ordinary master, even if it is a bad breath, I am afraid that it will be on the spot within a few seconds.

However, it was under this kind of terrifying moves flying in the sky that those two figures were like fish in water.

The steps that wandered between the blades were so agile, after all, the slightest carelessness would open the flesh, and the dazzling crimson and the glow of the blades complemented each other, and for a time it danced into a brilliant wheel of light.

"Amazing ......"

Seeing that the left arm hanging on his chest was already deep in the bones, Du Chengfeng couldn't help but sigh.

"You can go on."

“…… Why aren't you dead yet? ”

Yin Ren Wu Zhao, who had torn several muscles and fascia around his body, could only barely control this body.

"Why aren't you dead yet? Why isn't you dead yet? ”

"Because you can't die yet."

The blazing broadsword was swung again, and Du Chengfeng gave his own answer with action.

Yes, he can't die yet. Although he is alone, life and death actually don't matter, and after experiencing so many things, his concept of life and death has long been very different from before - for him now, dying on the battlefield is no longer an unacceptable thing, after all, as long as he fights, there will always be deaths, as long as he continues to fight, even if he will always usher in the day of death.

If he didn't want to die, he just didn't come here, he just had to hide his tail like a rabbit and spend the rest of his life.

But he still came, and he chose to fight anyway.

Is it for revenge? To avenge the vengeance of Carpenter Lee for being attacked? Maybe he could use this as a reason, but he knew in his heart that this was not the case at all - before he came, he didn't know that Yin Ren Wuzhao was the murderer who attacked Carpenter Li, and naturally there was no revenge in between.

So, is it to eliminate harm? Or is it to bury this once hostile enemy?

It seems to be, and it doesn't seem to be.

Now, of course, it's really not at all.

Yin Ren Wuzhao's doubts, he actually knew, after all, even himself, when he saw the long stick, he was taken aback - you must know that Carpenter Li was saved by him with his own hands, and it was he who personally used Yin Ren's means to manipulate the power of that belief, so that Carpenter Li, who should have been dead, came back to life.

However, when the long stick hit his shoulder, he still felt the will of Carpenter Li.

That fierce blade is Carpenter Li, and the wooden man is also Carpenter Li, so who is the real Carpenter Li?

Du Chengfeng was also puzzled, and he didn't know.

But right now, he doesn't need to know.

After all, fighting is so joyful.

"It turns out that this is me."

At this moment, Du Chengfeng's perception of himself is unprecedentedly clear.

Indeed, all he wanted was a peaceful life, all he wanted was a small yard, and when the time came, he could raise a dog or two cats, and he could also plant two trees in the yard, one was a jujube tree, and the other was also a jujube tree...... And after gradually embarking on this path, he will be eager to fight, he will want to fight against strong enemies, he will know that there is danger ahead, but he will take the initiative to go up and fight against danger.

In his previous view, these two paths were opposites, peace and danger could not coexist, these two lives could not exist at the same time, and no matter which one he chose, he would stay away from the other.

But now, he already understood.

There is no conflict between these two lives.

He can enjoy the tranquility brought by a peaceful life, and he can also bravely face those unknown stormy waves, just like coarse tea and light rice and big fish and meat, who said that these two can't be served to the table at the same time?

So, there is no need to think too much about it, and there is no need to deny anything.

Just enjoy it to the fullest, enjoy this scarce pleasure.

"Boom-"

The blazing fire blade and the gray-black broadsword painted with the Xuanniao slashed together, and the battle was dark, the bladeless sword and the brass magic sword were also twisted together with those steel feathers flying in the sky, and the killing was inseparable, and the long spear that stretched out like a poisonous snake jumped out of the ground, but it was accurately pulled away by the blood-stained long stick, but Du Chengfeng's only remaining right fist had already smashed into the hand of the stick.

"Bang!"

With a heavy fist, Yin Ren Wu Zhao's three fingers were broken, and the long stick was completely unable to hold it and fell to the ground.

But Yin Ren Wuzhao didn't mean to pick up the long stick, but also raised his fist at Du Chengfeng, who was close at hand.

"Come!"

Boom!

The fists of both sides hit the heads of both sides respectively, and the sledgehammer-like punch was even enough to crack the mountain.

But as battle-hardened warriors, they easily unloaded their strength and raised their heavier fists at the same time.

"Go on!"

Under the twisting of the blades, the heavy punches of the two flew up and down, there were no moves, let alone any skills, and all that was left was the most primitive and violent frontal killing.

The body is a weapon to them, it is the most primordial and savage weapon.

"It's a pity that it's not my own body."

Raising his fist again, Yin Ren Wuzhao sighed regretfully.

And the heavy punch that was supposed to be smashed down only grazed Du Chengfeng's chest after drawing an arc weakly.

Obviously, it is just an ordinary swordsman, no matter how much he practices martial arts, he can't bear Yin Ren Wuzhao's use like this.

“…… Nothing is a pity. ”

Du Chengfeng smiled reluctantly.

His fist didn't smash out either.

The large amount of blood loss caused by the wounds on his body had already caused a serious drain on his physical strength, but at this time, he didn't even have the strength to lift his arms.

"But it's okay, I'm better than you."

Du Chengfeng, who fell to the ground, looked at Yin Ren Wuzhao, who was also lying down, but suddenly laughed.

"I'm not fighting alone."

As he spoke, a cloaked wooden man appeared behind him.

And the wooden stick that carried the dry heart was being held tightly in the hand of the wooden man.

The second shift was delivered, and everyone rested early.

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I also rested early as instructed by the doctor, good night everyone.

(End of chapter)