Ling Feng was thrown away by Yue Zong again. This was the first time that he had been thrown away!
The audience below were even more heartbroken. They came to see Ling Feng torture Yue Zong. However, they did not expect that what they saw was Ling Feng being tortured horribly by Yue Zong.
"There is no other way!" Ling Feng climbed up from the ground with difficulty. His wrist suddenly shook forward, and the flying needles flew out with both hands!
Blade competitions are not limited to weapons. In their belief, weapons are part of themselves, so weapons can be used.
Ling Feng was forced to take the lead in using weapons.
Flying needles have always been Ling Feng's special skill. Almost all of Lu Shenghan's disciples can use flying needles, but among the sharp-edged disciples, Ling Feng's flying needles are the most powerful. Even flying needles have been
It became Ling Feng's trademark. His flying needles were so magical that few people could dodge his elusive flying needles.
The most important thing is that no one knows how many flying needles Ling Feng has on his body, and no one can tell when he will release the flying needles. There is no way to figure out his movements.
In the past, Yue Zong was often the most troubled when faced with Ling Feng's flying needles! However, this time, facing Ling Feng's countless flying needles, Yue Zong was not afraid at all, but let them go.
The flying needle rushed towards me!
The flying needle was knocked away before it even touched Yue Zong's body.
His body seems to be covered with an invisible layer of protection. This is Qigong. It sounds a bit nonsense, but it is very practical Qigong. And the golden bell cover is exactly the same as Qigong in principle. It is even Qigong.
An application of Qi. The control of Qi has reached the level of perfection. He can release that layer of Qi outside the body and wrap it tightly around his body.
All the flying needles were shot down.
This scene, in the eyes of others, looked like despair. But in Ling Feng's eyes, he could see a trace of life, because he clearly saw Yue Zong take a step back.
Retreating means that the Golden Bell is not so indestructible. Otherwise, why would Yue Zong retreat?
"Junior brother, it seems that your golden bell has not reached the level of uncle yet!" Ling Feng looked at him with a smile, regardless of his current embarrassment.
"So what? Killing you is enough!" Yue Zong said disapprovingly.
"Hmph, let you take a look at my new moves!" Ling Feng touched his nose. He did not intend to use martial arts to remind him of Tai Chi. These moves are all very familiar to Yue Zong. So, if you want to
To defeat Yue Zong, you must use some new tricks that Yue Zong doesn't know.
Ling Feng walked to the edge of the stage and looked at his master Lu Shenghan, "Master, can I borrow your weapon?"
"My weapon?" Lu Shenghan really didn't expect that Ling Feng would actually use his weapon.
"Yes!" Ling Feng nodded.
Although Lu Shenghan was confused, he still threw the wide-mouthed machete at his waist to him! "Ling Feng, what you are worst at is this kind of wide-mouthed machete. Are you sure?"
"You must be sure!" Ling Feng weighed the wide-mouth cold knife in his hand, and it was quite heavy.
Ling Feng returned to the center of the martial arts platform, faced Yue Zong, made a very strange posture, raised the cold knife in his hand, tapped the ground with his toes, and stabbed him directly!
No one has noticed Ling Feng's first move yet.
Yue Zong also blocked the stab successfully.
However, after Ling Feng stabbed five times in a row, Lu Shenghan, who was in the audience, was the first to notice something was wrong, "How is it possible? Eagle Strike Thirteen Slashes?"
"What? Eagle Strike Thirteen Slashes? Yamada Taro's unique skill?" Wu Qu was also surprised.
Of course, the one who was most surprised at this moment was Yamada who was watching from a distance. No one was more familiar with the Thirteen Eagle Strikes than him. This was his special skill. He never thought of it.
This Ling Feng actually knows his special skills, and has successfully used the seventh stab.
"How can he do the Thirteen Eagle Strikes?"
"Team leader, this..."
No one can answer why.
At the moment of everyone's shock, Ling Feng had already thrust out the tenth stab. It was absolutely incredible that he could actually do the tenth stab!
And just after Ling Feng's tenth thorn was thrust out, Yue Zong's entire body clearly took several steps back, and his breath had been disrupted. Obviously, the power of this tenth thorn was no longer his.
Yue Zong's golden bell can be blocked!
Just when everyone was curious about whether Ling Feng would use the eleventh stab, Ling Feng actually stopped his hand. Instead, he flicked his wrist, held the machete behind his back, and pointed at Yue Zong's head, continuously.
Three slashes!
Yue Zong just barely blocked the two swords, but he couldn't hold on anymore and kept retreating. His golden bell was broken!
"This is impossible!" Yue Zong still cannot accept this fact.
Ling Feng withdrew the machete and stood in front of him, "Junior brother, have you forgotten? What I, Ling Feng, are best at is creating miracles. Making all the impossible possible!"
"I won't lose!" Yue Zong rushed towards Ling Feng frantically.
There was also a murderous look on Ling Feng's face, "Then let us settle the grudges between us properly!"
Looking at the way Ling Feng holds the Han Dao, it can already be seen that Ling Feng wants to kill Yue Zong!
At this time, Yue Zong was in front of Ling Feng, and that was the fish on the chopping board!
Just when Ling Feng was about to put the knife in his hand into Yue Zong's chest, Junior Sister Yunlong, who had never shown up, rushed up directly, swung the cold knife away from Ling Feng's hand, and protected Yue Zong.
Ling Feng looked at Yunlong coldly, not understanding, "Yunlong, you are so confused! This Yue Zong treats you like this, and you are still protecting him! Get out of the way quickly, I will send him away now.
Go to the west!"
"Senior brother, Yunlong, please! Let Senior Yue Zong go for once!" Although Yunlong knew that she was far from Ling Feng's opponent, she was still unwilling to leave and directly protected Yue Zong.
At this time, Lu Shenghan, who had been in the audience, flew directly and jumped onto the martial arts platform. Ling Feng, who was so fast, snatched the cold knife from Ling Feng's hand before he had time to react!
Yunlong rushed to protect him, but with Lu Shenghan's speed, how could Yunlong have time to react?