Jiang Weiguo had already stopped fighting with the idea of discussing.
But after a fight, he was shocked to find that Ye Feng's strength was far beyond his imagination.
Then the tiger's body shook, his fighting spirit was high, and he showed 120% of his energy.
Even the spear in his hand seemed to be alive, flying up and down like thunder and lightning.
——Buzz!
I saw the tip of the gun raised and shot out.
Head on.
Ye Feng felt as if there was a violent wind and rain, and the attack was like a tide.
With just one move, there is a suffocating pressure.
In this flash of lightning.
Ye Feng swung his sword and held the gun tip aside, barely avoiding the blow.
After the sword and the gun collided and rang out, Ye Feng's tiger's mouth was shocked and faintly numb.
The spear weighing hundreds of kilograms was as heavy as a mountain under Jiang Weiguo's full blow.
Even the sword surface in Ye Feng's hand was scratched with sparks.
The whole person couldn't help but take a few steps back.
"This shot has my twenty years of skill, can you catch it!?" Jiang Weiguo shouted with all his strength.
As the saying goes: Moon stick, year sword, practice spear for a long time!
Jiang Weiguo's marksmanship has been honed for decades in the army and on the battlefield. He has already perfected it and can do whatever he wants.
At this moment, Jiang Weiguo's whole person seemed to be integrated with the spear in his hand, advancing and retreating in a controlled manner without finding any flaws.
It's too late to say it, but it's soon.
Jiang Weiguo struck with all his strength and knocked back Ye Feng.
But the stormy offensive is yet to come.
Seeing this, Ye Feng did not dare to neglect, held his breath and concentrated, and prepared for the attack.
"Seven-foot spears and eight-foot sticks, big spears one foot and eight inches!" Ye Feng held the sword and already felt the disadvantage brought by the short soldiers in his hands.
That is, Ye Feng, if it had been anyone else, he would have been defeated or even killed by that blow just now.
"Oh!? It seems you are knowledgeable too!?" Jiang Weiguo couldn't help being surprised when he saw Ye Feng commenting like this, and he couldn't help but look at him with admiration.
"That blow just now was just the beginning! But it should be over soon!"
Once Jiang Weiguo gets serious and sees that Ye Feng is still at a disadvantage, he will continue to work hard and the winner will be determined soon.
Upon seeing this, Ye Feng immediately retracted the Jinghong Sword and drew out the Giant Que Sword.
It's not that the Jinghong Sword is not as good as the Juque Sword, but that under this large-scale offensive, the strength of the Jinghong Sword cannot be highlighted, while its weaknesses are becoming more and more prominent.
"Humph, why don't you give up? Are you still using a sword?" Seeing this, Jiang Weiguo couldn't help but sneered, "You are really persistent with the sword!"
"But it's just a thicker sword. How can it withstand the spear in my hand!?"
"I want to see how many swords you can change!"
While he was talking, Jiang Weiguo's spear once again struck like a violent storm.
Everywhere he went, there was a scene of death, and even the vegetation on the ground was affected by it and all withered.
Murderous!
"It's over!"
Jiang Weiguo was very confident that this shot could end the battle.
"Yes!" Facing this shot, Ye Feng stood with his sword horizontally, his expression suddenly tense. "It's time to end it!"
At this time, everyone around him could not help but hold his breath and concentrate.
As the spear struck, Ye Feng stepped on Bagua, looking like a ghost, and turned sideways to avoid it.
Then he raised the giant sword in his hand and slashed down!
Hit right in the head!
——Dang Cang!
There was a loud noise, like thunder!
At the moment when the sword and the gun collided - the head and the barrel of the gun were immediately split into two.
With a bang, the gunman flew out! This chapter has been completed!
