Chapter Eighty-Nine: Scorched

Lin Feida did deliberately talk nonsense with Ma Jianzhong, he was going to die anyway, so he just made a prop to give the living people a greater chance, but why didn't this guy show up?

Baili Feng said: "Perhaps, it was really just an accident, that guy didn't come out of the grass at all." ”

"Do you believe it?" Lin Feida scoffed: "As long as we continue to follow him, he will not be able to escape for the rest of his life, so he must have a moment of breaking the cauldron and sinking the boat, obviously now, we are only left with you and me, I think, the time for the decisive battle is coming." ”

Baili Feng was silent for a moment, and said: "I'm afraid that this kid won't give us a chance to fight head-on, you see that so many of us haven't been able to entangle him, so I think from now on, the two of us shouldn't be separated." ”

"Good. Lin Feida nodded, his eyes scanned back and forth over the backs of those running, he knew that Duan Qing must be here, the monk's aura could not be completely hidden, but it was difficult to be sure, and he couldn't kill people anymore, otherwise there would be a flaw!

In the panicked crowd, the figures of the two followed suit, but the speed was as fast as a wild wolf in the flock of sheep searching for the best target, making the already panicked crowd even more panicked, the eyes of the two quickly swept away, and suddenly a violent breath came, so that the hair of the two people stood upside down, only to see the garbage under their feet suddenly splashed, and a figure flew out in the dirty garbage, and the tip of the sword seemed to be a spiritual snake out of the hole, piercing the back of the hundred miles of wind.

Who else could it be if it wasn't Duan Qing?

"Roar!" Baili Feng seemed to have been preparing for a long time, and with a loud shout in his mouth, the war spear in his hand suddenly flipped over, and the tip of the ruler spear stabbed back suddenly, it was his life's mastery - returning to the horse pistol!

This is a deliberate attempt to leave his opponent's back to lead to a sinister move, as his spear is six feet long, and almost no one can beat him in a straight line.

The sneak attack failed, the war spear stabbed in the chest, Duan Qing didn't have time to be annoyed, the sword in his hand suddenly crossed in front of him, and a strong force hit it, one hand could barely hold the hilt of the sword, and his left hand hurriedly pushed forward to support the spine of the sword, and the sword body suddenly turned into a bow, Duan Qing immediately unloaded the force under his feet, and the whole person flew out upside down along the force of the war spear, and a roll in mid-air could be regarded as completely unloading all the strength, falling three zhang away.

If the strength is like a broken bow, if the hair is like a thunderbolt, good marksmanship! Duan Qing's heart burst with admiration, without twenty years of study of marksmanship, he would definitely not be able to reach such a point! To become a strong man in the wilderness, it is really not simple.

"You're finally willing to show up!" Lin Feida pinched his fingerprints with both hands, and a smile appeared on his handsome face. However, Baili Feng was not comfortable, and the explosion of power in an instant made his face sickly pale, and secretly complained that Lin Feida did not seize the opportunity of Fang Cai, I don't know if it was intentional.

Lin Feida had already restrained his smile, his hands kept changing his fingerprints, and the steel sword on his back trembled several times and came out of the sheath on its own, and the golden sword spike flew in the air for a moment, and suddenly pulled into a straight line, turning into a streamer, and stabbing straight at Duan Qingmian's door.

What a powerful talent! Duan Qing's heart jumped at the same time, he waved the long sword to seal in front of him, "dang", Duan Qing clearly felt the power generated when the two swords struck, the opponent's sword was not at all half a point less than his own strength, with the qi sword, usually the monk can only reach the Jindan stage to master the ability, and he can only use it in the foundation building period, in this dilapidated world, this chic energy is enough to make people admire, it is really a master in the sect, it is enough to make people feel envious!

The flying sword continued to attack with Lin Feida's fingerprints, Duan Qing's sword couldn't stab the opponent at all, so he could only seal it with all his might, and for a while, the sound of metal clashing was endless, sparks were flying, and the horizontal war spear measured by the wind and yin on the side would stab out coldly, making Duan Qing overwhelmed.

"No, it's not a way to go on like this, one Lin Feida can compete with himself, and at this time, there is a thymol next to him, these two people are too strong together!"

Duan Qing secretly said that it was not good, and then his mind moved, how far is the attack distance of this flying sword?

Duan Qing's heart turned, he parried with all his strength in his hand, the pace under his feet kept retreating, and he withdrew three zhang away in the blink of an eye, Lin Feida still didn't move, and then withdrew half a zhang back, Duan Qing found that Lin Feida's footsteps finally moved forward, but he was not impatient, his slow and leisurely expression was calm, it happened that a hundred miles of wind stabbed him, Duan Qing suddenly exerted force under his feet, and retreated back a foot and a half away, Lin Feida's eyes were slightly anxious, and he immediately followed a few steps under his feet, and suddenly made fingerprints again, and the flying sword continued to attack.

Duan Qing repeated the old trick again, and finally determined, it turned out that the maximum distance of Lin Feida's Qi Imperial Sword was four zhang away!

Seeing that the teenager in the field was constantly beaten back, the people who picked up the garbage couldn't help but lift their hearts, and a teenager said: "If it goes on like this, I'm afraid it won't take a quarter of an hour, and the bad guys will succeed, right?"

Another basket-carrying boy nodded: "These two people are fighting with a flying sword, and the other is looking for an opportunity, it is a very strong combination, if it weren't for that big brother, I'm afraid all of us would have to be killed." ”

"! Without him, we would have suffered this unwarranted disaster, are there good people in this world!" A middle-aged man gave a look at the back of the heads of the two teenagers, and shouted: "It's best to learn a few tricks, if you can't learn it, you should watch the excitement, and use your mind to that!"

The two teenagers immediately pursed their lips and didn't dare to speak, and suddenly one pointed ahead: "Look, the big gun has stabbed again!"

The middle-aged man's eyes narrowed: "I'm afraid I can't hide now, it's okay, it's pure to die!"

The combination of Baili Feng and Lin Feida can be said to have brought the long-range attack and melee combat to the extreme, Duan Qing has a sword by himself, he is already in a hurry, and he has no time to take care of it, Baili Feng knows that the treasure can't run away, sees an opportunity, holds up the six-foot gun, and sprints over, the tip of the gun flashes with cold light, and goes straight to the vital place of Duan Qing's chest and abdomen.

This is an opportunity! Lin Feida's heart lit up, the finger prints in his hands changed again and again, the sword did not leave Duan Qing's eyes and throat, as long as one move was successful, the battle could be said to be over in an instant.

Duan Qing was overwhelmed, the sword in his hand was almost cut into a circle, and he could only retreat, retreat, retreat again!

"Huhuhuhu——! Baili Feng stabbed the war spear viciously in his hand, and laughed heartily in his heart: You retreat, retreat, I see where you can retreat! Come, eat me first!