The momentum of this blow was astonishing. Not to mention Bai Twelve who was under the strong wind, even the Green Goblin who was standing in the distance and witnessed this thrilling battle had his heart pounding.
What a terrible attack.
What a terrifying pressure.
At this moment, Qiu Fei was like a dragon driver, controlling the dragon to attack Bai Twelve. His momentum was so mammoth that it was moving.
The spear roared in, and black light bloomed, sweeping Bai Twelve.
Bai Twelve in the center did not block with his long sword as the Green Goblin expected. Of course, in the Green Goblin's view, if Bai Twelve was resolved in this unskilled way, he would definitely be completely at a disadvantage.
But he didn't.
I saw him rising with his sword, and the tip of the sword struck the middle of the sword with great precision.
Then, as if a spring was installed in Bai Twelve's body, he swooped forward, and the tip of the sword also drew a straight mark on the gun body.
Bang.
Using the hilt of the sword as a weapon, Bai Twelve slammed the hilt into Qiu Fei's chest.
Wow.
Before Bai Twelve could turn his sword, Qiu Fei struck out with the sword in his left hand, knocking Bai Twelve away.
Thumb thump.
Thumb thump.
Bai Twelve avoided the attack and stepped back.
Qiu Fei, on the other hand, was knocked backward by the hilt of the sword.
After fighting for several minutes, Bai Twelve finally gained the upper hand and took the lead.
Qiu Fei, on the other hand, frowned slightly under this blow, and a trace of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth involuntarily.
The scene of the open space was frozen again.
The hot early summer seemed to fall into the cellar in an instant and turned into late autumn.
The remaining leaves knocked down by the strong force of the two men were flying all over the sky, and the cold wind suddenly blew, making it difficult to open one's eyes. Even the originally bright sky became dark and gloomy at this moment.
The persistent dark clouds in the sky seemed to be pressing down on everyone's heads.
Green Goblin looked at this scene, his heart was filled with excitement, and he murmured to himself: "It can be called a divine battle, even the battle between Lin Teng and Wan Hai would not have been so brilliant."
Wan Hai was born at the wrong time, so he lamented that he was born in a good time, so how can he be bright again?
No.
The one who should be sighing is not Wan Hai, but Lin Tianwang.
He has supreme strength, but no opponent.
Who should be crying and beating the earth with emotion? Who should be the one who was born at the wrong time and who is as lonely as an avalanche.
The Green Goblin was lucky enough to witness this duel at the pinnacle of mankind when he was in Deadwood. He felt extremely lucky and his blood was boiling.
Once upon a time, he was so proud of his own strength that he thought he was invincible in defeating King Lin Tian. Now, he realizes how big the world is and how many strong people there are.
Just the sight of these two young men in front of them, who have reached the pinnacle of humanity, is enough to make the Green Goblin feel ashamed and dejected.
The wind has not stopped yet.
The knife has already been moved.
With dazzling cold light and determination, it turned into a black shadow and swept towards Bai Twelve.
These two most powerful masters among the younger generation will eventually decide the winner, and only one of them will be left alive.
Maybe they have a reason to fight, maybe they don't.
But at this moment, do these still matter?
They have taken the first step and will inevitably take the last step.
This may be the meaning of their lives, or more likely, they live for the arrival of this day.
The wind seems to never stop.
The black clouds are getting lower and lower, as if they are hovering overhead.
In the open space, dazzling firelight continued to bloom. The firelight was continuous and endless, like gorgeous fireworks, bright and short-lived.
With a clear whistle.
The dragon-like spear swept across the ground, raising thick dust, which actually obscured the Green Goblin's sight, making it unable to see the two people in the center of the field.
Wait until the dust falls to the ground.
The Green Goblin was completely stunned.
The knife in his left hand stabbed into the floor steadily, and blood dripped from the blade, staining the floor red and reflecting the Green Goblin's eyes red.
The two people in the center of the field stood calmly and proudly.
But the Green Goblin discovered that Bai Twelve was injured.
The injury may not be particularly serious, but it is really hurt and bleeding.
On the clothes of his left arm, a ten-centimeter hole was exposed, and blood was already seeping from the hole.
Bai Twelve had no expression on his face. It was impossible to tell whether he felt any pain. He just stared at Qiu Fei with burning eyes.
On the other hand, Qiu Fei.
It is also bleak.
He still held the spear firmly in his right hand, with the blade reaching to the sky, but in his left hand, there was no remaining sword. Looking at his wrist, blood was pouring out, and the entire palm was covered with blood. It looked shocking and could not bear to be looked at directly. .
Bai Twelve was injured.
Qiu Fei was also seriously injured.
Judging from the injury alone, it may only be between the two.
But there is one thing that has to attract the attention of the Green Goblin.
Qiu Fei's weapon fell off.
Even if the knife was handed to Qiu Fei again, he might not be able to hold it tightly.
Is this battle really just between brothers?
Maybe, Bai Twelve has already gained the upper hand.
No one knows what their inner world is like, including the Green Goblin.
But the two of them took action again after a brief pause.
This time I take action may be the last time.
After all, a shocking battle requires terrible physical strength and energy. What they are giving at this moment is enough to kill thousands of people.
call out.
The long sword thrust out.
Buzz.
The spear was swung out.
When the spear arrived at Bai Twelve's gate, he saw Bai Twelve's footsteps gently sliding a step to the left.
The attack point was lengthened and Bai Twelve was given enough time.
After he moved, his body suddenly shot towards Bai Twelve.
Hiss.
The long sword emitted a dazzling brilliance and stabbed Qiu Fei's chest like a rainbow.
But this time, Qiu Fei had no chance to escape.
because,.
Snap.
At the same time as he thrust out the sword, Bai Twelve's left arm, which had a ten centimeter gash cut out, suddenly lifted up and tightly grasped the gun body.
It's inevitable.
Qiu Fei is at the end of his rope.
The spear was held, and he was unable to defend himself.
Abandon the gun.
No.
Qiu Fei will not give up his gun.
He also didn't allow himself to give up his gun.
If he abandons it, he will also abandon his soul.
Phew.
The long sword penetrated the body, and a ball of enchanting blood suddenly exploded from the chest, which was extremely gorgeous.
"Well,."
Qiu Fei frowned and his body trembled slightly.
But immediately, a force from nowhere came from Qiu Fei's right arm, and the held spear sank violently.
Snap.
Bai Twelve's injured arm could not withstand Qiu Fei's final blow, and the gun barrel hit Bai Twelve's shoulder hard.
His waist, which was so straight, bent involuntarily.
After one blow, Qiu Fei suddenly lost his fighting spirit, and his eyes were completely empty and cloudy.
"call,."
A breath of turbid breath offset the severe pain on his shoulder blades. Bai Twelve slowly straightened up his bent waist, staring calmly at Qiu Fei, who was only one step away, without saying a word.
He won.
Even though he bent down, he still won.
How could he kill the powerful man in front of him with perfect combat ability without paying any price?
"well,."
A long sigh came out of Qiu Fei's mouth, his expression dimmed, he dragged the spear from Bai Twelve's shoulder and stepped back slowly.
Hiss,.
Hiss,.
On his chest, blood continued to overflow, and until the sword was completely pulled out of his body, the blood did not splash as much as before.
bite.
Lifting his body with a long gun, Qiu Fei left the Bai family step by step, his back looking desolate and weathered.
Bai Twelve looked at this peerless strong man with astonishing fighting power, and his eyes gradually revealed a strange luster.
Lifting up his left arm dripping with blood, Bai Twelve stared intently with a strange arc on his lips, full of pride: "Who can compete with the enemy?"
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It’s holiday anyway, so there’s no need to get up early, stay up with me for a while longer…
