Two hundred and eighty fifth chapters fight with life
"Black Wind Bite" took about a hundred moves, and a strange fanaticism appeared in the cold pupils of the gray-robed boy. Three feet of wide black wind blades whirred out and slashed straight at Du Feiyu.
"There's no need to use the old tricks." Du Feiyu curled his lips and suddenly drew out his sword to strike. The strange purple energy condensed into a roaring tiger's head looking up to the sky. He raised his head to the sky and let out a long roar, carrying the unparalleled sword like a falling star.
It fell down with great force.
"Boom" the two exchanged, and countless waves of energy spread out, sweeping out a big hole in the yellow sand on the ground.
At the tip of the Luoyue Knife, a strange purple energy suddenly emerged. The energy formed a vague shape. And as the blade fell, the illusory tiger head condensed by the energy seemed to jump into a deep stream.
, slashing down angrily with the force of thunder and thousands of hooks. With a push of the machete in his hand, he jumped down. The strong energy condensed on the blade, spiraling into a tiger head like a substance, which was almost substantial.
The energy tiger head came out of the sword, opened its bloody mouth and bit the target, its inch-long sharp teeth flashing with a cold blood-devouring light.
"Yes, it seems that you have grown a lot in the desert." The young man in gray robe licked his lips and said in a negative voice.
"Stop talking nonsense, just bring out all the trump cards you have." Du Feiyu spread his hands. He had fought against the opponent as early as in Fuhu City, and the opponent also used the fighting skill of Black Wind Devour to resist him.
The Thunder Fire Demon Pill, when the fight just started, was stopped by Jia Lao, but now in this gravity space, it is possible to give it a try.
"Hmph, you won't give up until you see the Yellow River, so let me help you." The gray-robed boy snorted coldly, and as the black fighting spirit surged, a pair of water thorns formed on his hands. The water thorns were wavy and curved in arcs, with
The front end shone with a sharp cold light.
This sudden appearance of a strange weapon made Du Feiyu's face instantly look ugly, because he suddenly remembered that when his adoptive father Du Jingtian was killed, he was also killed by You### with this kind of weapon, and this kind of weapon was used again
The appearance just aroused the old and new grudges in his heart.
If You ### and Zi Yan had not transformed into demon soldiers and aliens, he and his adoptive father would still be living a reunited life in the Tianji Group. It was the appearance of these demon soldiers and aliens that not only led to the disintegration of the Tianji Group, but also made him
Du Jingtian, his only relative, left him. Not to mention how many troubles these monster soldiers caused on the mainland, these few things alone were enough to make Du Feiyu hate them to the bone.
Seeing this strange weapon again, Du Feiyu's chest suddenly burned with anger.
"Come on, let's fight to the death today." The palm holding the handle of Luoyue's knife tightened and loosened, then loosened and tightened, and the expression on Du Feiyu's face became colder and colder.
"The cold light of the quiet water" The young man in gray robe did not answer, the water thorns in his hands suddenly intertwined, and the overwhelming afterimage shrouded Du Feiyu in his breath.
Although "Chi" was affected by the gravity space, those afterimages still flashed like a flood, and they were so solid that it was difficult to tell which ones were real and which ones were fake.
Staring at these afterimages, Du Feiyu's body stood as still as a mountain. He knew that if he made a mistake in judgment, the real attack hidden in the afterimages would appear unexpectedly, causing him some trauma.
Through previous fights, Du Feiyu can basically judge that the opponent's strength is at the same two-star soul cultivator level as his own. When the strength is equal, it is simply difficult to kill with one blow. What they need to compete now is fighting.
Endurance and nothing else.
Xu squinted his eyes, and just when the overwhelming afterimages were about to reach him, his motionless figure suddenly dwarfed, and his whole body turned into a spinning top, spinning rapidly, and the silver light curtains were like pouring exploding cloth.
Flashed out like waves, one after another intertwined with those afterimages.
When the two strands of fighting spirit came into contact, the gray-robed young man's face became a little more solemn, because he suddenly felt that his powerful attack seemed to be stuck in a quagmire, and it was difficult to achieve real effects. The silver light curtain in the opponent's hand was like the waves of the ocean.
As if, his energy is gradually being dissolved and swallowed up.
"Chi!" During the stalemate between the two, at a certain moment, the rotating light screen in Du Feiyu's hand suddenly condensed, and a coquettish purple light flashed out again with terrifying energy, charging fiercely like a roaring beast.
Come. The transition from stillness to movement, there is no flaw in the connection.
The young man in gray robe was startled, and the water thorns in his hands suddenly joined together, turning into a cross and pushed out violently.
"Chi" then launched not only the water-splitting thorns, but also jet-black energy that escaped from the water-splitting thorns and turned into a huge black cross in front of him, which collided hard with Du Feiyu's attack.
"The Deadly Black Cross"
"Tiangang Sword, Tiger Leaping Stream"
Two voices sounded at the same time. When the energy came into contact, a shocking explosion exploded from between them, and immediately two figures shot out.
"Thump, thump, thump." Driven by his strength, Du Feiyu stepped back more than ten steps in a row, and then he stabilized his figure with a wrong step. He raised his head and glanced at the young man in gray robe who also stepped back more than ten meters, and the corners of his mouth raised slightly. This time
There was no winner in the battle, so since neither side had any other trump cards, he had great confidence in the simple attrition tactics.
Since the beginning of his training, under the devilish training of Instructor Duan Ling, he has developed a very solid foundation of Dou Qi in his body, and after several times of intensive training in fighting skills, the Dou Qi he uses every time he performs is better than most people.
There are subtle savings. In both cases, he is confident that he will fight the opponent to the end and achieve the final victory.
"Come again" smiled slightly, and the fighting energy in Du Feiyu's body surged like a mountain torrent. The powerful feeling of strength temporarily broke through the negative impact of gravity. The momentum of the soul-level strongman who was bound by the gravity space also had a small amplitude.
's return.
Seeing this sentiment, the young man in gray robe also calmed down, and slowly stretched out his hand. The dark energy on the water-splitting thorn was spinning like a whirlpool, hesitating.
"Huh" was silent for half a minute, and the two figures collided hard together again. The collision of the two powerful energies caused small concave arcs to appear in the space, and finally caused the space to be squeezed.
It made a sharp sound and sputtered around.
"Chi, ah" A flying stream of energy fell on an unlucky man in black. The latter didn't even scream half of the scream. His whole body exploded suddenly, and even his soul dissipated into nothingness.
The duel between the soul-level experts is so terrifying! No wonder the soul-level experts cannot be defeated by numbers alone. At this level, other experts are as insignificant as ants, let alone a duel with them, even if they are just a volume.
Anyone who enters the range of its strength will be instantly strangled.
Under the shock of this scene, the battle circle between the man in black, Jinghong, and Zhao Qingliu quietly moved away...
The scorching sun gradually sank to the west, and twilight fell again. The two battle circles on the golden desert were still fighting. However, in the battle circle on Jinghong's side, everyone's attacks were getting slower and slower, and
Every move was accompanied by heavy breathing, and it was obvious that both sides were at the end of their fight.
The situation on the side of Du Feiyu and the boy in gray robe was much better, but after fighting with various fighting skills, the two finally returned to the reckless style of close combat. As Du Feiyu expected, after a long battle,
, the aura of the gray-robed boy gradually became disordered. This phenomenon was proof of his lack of fighting spirit. If he continued like this, as long as he had enough time, Du Feiyu was confident that he could completely defeat the opponent.
"Whoops" struck out hard again, and with the help of the reverse thrust, he jumped out. The young man in gray robe suddenly reached out and took out a bamboo flute from his sleeve, put it in his mouth and blew it hard.
"Zhi" The sharp sound wave passed away, and everyone was slightly startled.
"I won't play with you anymore. Let someone else accompany you." After doing this, the young man in gray robe raised his thin chin and smiled coldly.
"Hiss" As the sound wave came out, this solid gravity space suddenly began to twist violently in one place, as if it was being torn apart by something.
After seeing this scene in his eyes, Du Feiyu twisted his forehead tightly, stamped his feet hard on the ground, and shot out straight towards the gray-robed boy.
"Swipe" three Thunder Fire Demon Pills quickly appeared, and with a wave of his hand, they flew towards the gray-robed boy. At the same time, the Luoyue Sword in his hand slashed down again.
Du Feiyu is not stupid. He can guess from the other party's actions that the gray-robed boy must be calling for help. Although he doesn't know how the other party does it, he at least understands that once the other party's help arrives, his side will quickly
He was passive, so he attacked fiercely, trying to defeat the opponent completely before an accident occurred.
"Boom, boom, boom" three thunder-fire demon pills exploded, followed by Tiger Leaping Stream, and the terrifying force stirred up yellow sand several meters deep and swept away.
In response to Du Feiyu's sudden fierce attack, the gray-robed boy's complexion changed, and he immediately did not dare to hold back and launched a full blow.
He was indeed calling for help. He had already planned this before entering the gravity space, because they had a game waiting for Du Feiyu, and now was the best time to open the game.
"Hmph" Facing the gray-robed boy's counterattack, Du Feiyu did not take any defensive measures this time, but attacked with all his strength.
"Bang bang" the attacks from both sides landed accurately on each other, and the two figures shot out like corpses...
"Feiyu..." Jinghong roared not far away. Although he also sensed something was wrong, what he didn't expect was that Du Feiyu would actually adopt such a lose-lose strategy.
"Bang" the two of them fell heavily onto the sand, and the yellow sand brought up by the ripples of energy immediately buried them.