Chapter 122: The Tiger Sword, the Prodigal Son's Sword

Seeing that someone suddenly snatched it, Wang Lung couldn't help but be taken aback in his heart, and a black tiger pounced on it, but his Qianjun palm force hit it like hitting a soft white cloud, and it didn't have the slightest effect.

After he gained a firm foothold and settled his mind, he saw that the person who snatched the Tianji spectrum turned out to be Ah Feng, who had been there like a drunken cat all along.

Ah Feng looked up and down the Tianji spectrum with interest, and said with a drunken smile: "I said, where is the Tianji spectrum good, you can't eat it, you can't drink it, so many of you are desperately trying to fight for it." ”

Wang Lung's expression was slightly angry, the corners of his mouth began to tremble slightly, and he shouted loudly: "Ah Feng, what are you doing here, why did you snatch my Heavenly Machine?"

Ah Feng glanced at him coldly, and said with a smile: "Why are you so excited, I don't want this thing of yours, just take a look, and you can't see it, why are you so stingy." ”

Hearing this, Wang Lung's tone softened a little, and he asked loudly: "Then are you optimistic now, if you are optimistic, return me quickly." ”

Ah Feng looked at Lin Yu with drunken eyes in the Heavenly Machine, and asked with a smile: "How did I see that you dropped this thing, do you want to return it to you first?"

Lin Yu smiled slightly, and responded: "It was true that I dropped it just now, but now it is under the command of Wang Da." ”

Wang Lung hurriedly took over and said, "Yes, it's mine now, give it back to me quickly." ”

Ah Feng shook his body a few times drunkly, grabbed a wine jar and poured it into his stomach with his neck up, but then shook the mouth of the jar down a few times, and said with a mouthful of wine: "Why is there no wine so soon......

Seeing Ah Feng like this, Wang Lung couldn't help but be furious, and shouted: "Ah Feng, hurry up and return the Heavenly Machine Spectrum to me, otherwise you won't blame me for being unkind to you." ”

Ah Feng threw the wine jar to the ground, and said with a drunken smile: "What did you just say?"

Wang Lung was no longer patient, and shouted angrily to the left and right: "Come on, snatch the Heavenly Score back for me." ”

As soon as his shouting order fell, more than a dozen guards with swords surrounded him one after another, and their eyes were shining like hungry wolves.

Seeing this scene, Ah Feng did not have the slightest panic, and his expression still had a hint of drunken smile, and said, "Why, do you want to drink too, but my wine jar is empty." ”

Wang Lung was furious and ordered, "Give me this drunkard a mess!"

With Wang Lung's shout, more than a dozen guards glanced at each other, and then pounced on each other like hungry wolves.

More than a dozen swords formed a circle of less than three feet, and more than a dozen swords slashed through at the same time with a cold light, but Ah Feng could always flash through the gaps in their weapons.

As soon as one of the guards raised his sword, he suddenly saw that there was still a wine jar on the tip of his knife, and the other two guards looked at each other and slashed at him from behind. But after the blade fell, Ah Feng in front of him had already disappeared.

Just when they were puzzled, they saw Ah Feng patting the two of them on the shoulder drunkenly, and said with a smile: "Are you two looking for me?"

Before the two guards could react to what was going on, they flew out in a daze, smashing the two companions behind them into the air.

When Wang Lung saw this scene, he couldn't help but be furious in his heart, picked up the overlord gun and rushed forward, shouting loudly: "Ah Feng, what do you want, hurry up and return the Tianji Spectrum to me!"

Ah Feng was drunk, swayed his body and smiled: "If you want, you can exchange it for good wine!"

Wang Lung could no longer suppress the anger in his heart, snorted coldly, and shouted: "Ah Feng, this is your own death!"

Before the words fell, he swung his gun like a tiger, mixed with a thousand momentum, and stabbed Ah Feng away!

Ah Feng's body tilted slightly, and he flashed over, no matter how Wang Lung pressed step by step, his body could dodge over, although he looked at every dodge as if he was only a millimeter away from the spear, but whether it was the Remnant God, Qi Feiyang, or Lin Yu in his eyes, he couldn't help but be surprised in his heart.

Wang Long makes it a more domineering move in marksmanship, the overlord Fu Tiger gun, the gun breaks through the air as fast as a tiger descending the mountain, and the moves have the power to sweep thousands of troops. But when it comes to Ah Feng, it's like it's really fighting the autumn wind.

It's only been a dozen rounds, Wang Lung used too much force, coupled with the rush to attack the heart, although the moves are still as domineering as at the beginning, but the body is already obviously a little messy, and the defense has revealed some flaws that are not obvious to see.

Glancing at the two who were fighting, Lin Yu already had the answer in his heart, but there was still a question he hadn't figured out yet, with Ah Feng's wolf-like sense of smell, he must have discovered the flaws in Wang Long's moves, but he didn't fight back yet, what else were he waiting for?

It's been almost twenty rounds, and his own moves are all nirvana, and the guns are all close to Ah Feng's life, but until now, the overlord gun has never approached him. With so many pairs of eyes watching, Wang Long suddenly felt that his face was a little unbearable, as long as he killed Ah Feng who was doing this bad thing and snatched the Tianji spectrum back, he could restore his majesty.

Thinking of this, a trace of vicious killing intent suddenly rose on the corner of Wang Lung's mouth, and his eyes were like poisonous snakes about to spew out lightning-like venom, he looked at Ah Feng coldly, and shouted: "Go die!"

With the sound of shouting, the overlord gun in his hand was provoked in the air, and with the help of the wind, it rotated rapidly, forming a domineering whirlpool, setting off the dust and smoke billowing, the gravel flew wildly, and there was a great tendency for the black cloud to crush the city, and after a while, the center of the whirlpool, revealing the tip of a red tasseled spear, sometimes turning into a poisonous snake out of the hole, sometimes turning into a tiger down the mountain as fast, and sometimes turning into a pack of wolves to pounce on the general ferocity......

Everyone was shocked, I didn't expect Wang Lung to have such a powerful killing move, Lin Yu could see that this move was the most domineering and powerful move in the overlord Fuhu spear, called the tiger wolf roaring sky, once it was struck, there would be a tiger as the leader, and the seven wolves would then attack from the southeast, northwest, and four directions at the same time.

Ah Feng obviously saw that this trick was extraordinary, and immediately sobered up from his drunken state, his brows furrowed slightly, and his expression slowly sank, and a trace of complicated strangeness flashed in his deep eyes.

The jet-black broken knife slowly raised, and under the sunlight, a chilling light flashed. Then the broken knife suddenly hung above his head, and it rotated automatically, at first it was very slow, and after a while, the speed of rotation became faster and faster, forming a deep black hole, and the surrounding flying stones, broken sand, and weapons that fell to the ground, and even the corpses that fell to the ground, suddenly all moved, as if they were attracted by something, and rushed to fly into the deep black hole.

Even the weapons in everyone's hands began to react somewhat abnormally, as if they would come out of their hands as long as they unloaded their forces slightly.

Lin Yu looked at the Qingfeng Sword with some disbelief, and wanted to automatically unsheath the Qingfeng Sword, he couldn't help but be stunned in his heart, and said secretly: What a powerful martial art, even the Qingfeng Sword can be interfered with by it, but what kind of kung fu is this, why have I never heard of it?

Lin Yu was not the only one who had this question, even the long-established old-timers like the Remnant God frowned a few times, and the others were even more stunned, and their expressions were as if they were petrified, standing there dumbfounded and not moving.

However, Qi Feiyang's expression had some obviously different abnormal reactions, but at this time, everyone's attention was on Wang Long and Ah Feng who were in the decisive battle, and no one noticed him.

Wang Lung's expression began to twitch frantically, the corners of his mouth trembled extremely violently, sometimes showing a hideous and terrifying smile, sometimes revealing a look of deep fear......

Bang! Bang!

The two major killing moves collided fiercely, swords and guns collided with each other, sparks splashed, explosions continued to occur, and suddenly there was rolling dust and smoke, the wind was raging, flying sand and rocks, and then a qi Lang spread rapidly like a wave, shocking everyone to hide their faces with their sleeves, and secretly spontaneously resisted.

At this time, a row of birds flew by in the sky, and suddenly only a few wails were heard, and hundreds of birds frantically flapped their wings and fell to the ground.

When the dust and smoke cleared, I saw that Wang Lung's overlord gun had been picked up and directly inserted into the ground, but Ah Feng's jet-black broken knife had been set up only an inch away from Wang Lung's neck, as if as long as he moved slightly, he would go to Jiuquan.

Wang Lung glanced at the black broken knife that was still emitting cold light from the corner of his eyes, and then looked at the dissolute young man in front of him, stunned for a long time, and then asked with a blank expression: "Who are you?"

Ah Feng returned to his expression of not caring about anything, and smiled slightly: "Didn't I say it a long time ago, I am a Langzi with no name and no surname, and I just want to live a life like the wind and unrestrained, so I named myself Ah Feng." ”

After speaking, Ah Feng smiled and blinked again, and said, "Do you understand now?"

Wang Lung nodded like a chicken pecking rice, and said, "I understand, I understand." ”

With a twist of Ah Feng's wrist, the jet-black broken knife had already returned to its sheath like the wind, and the speed was so surprising that even Qin Wuying, who was famous for his fast swords, couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat, and glanced at Ah Feng's hand holding the knife with palpitations.

Ah Feng took two steps, then waved his hand back, and shouted: "Commander Wang, thank you for your wine, it's useless for me to keep this Tianji Book, and return it to you, even if it is used as wine money paid to you." ”

Wang Lung stood in place with the Heavenly Plane Spectrum stunned, looking at Ah Feng's elongated figure in the sun, his eyes were full of fear in disbelief......

After a while, the remnant god finally broke the deathly silence, sneered, and shouted: "Little brother, your martial arts are really admired by the old man, dare to ask which master your master is?"