Chapter two hundred and ninety-six the rain is urgent, the wind is moving
bite...
A crisp sound suddenly sounded, and Qin Feng's sword turned into a horizontal sword at some point, and at the same time as he slashed horizontally, the man in black's dagger had already fallen on his sword.
Luo Ying frowned slightly, as if he was a little surprised that Qin Feng's reaction was so fast, and then he felt a huge force coming from his dagger. Luo Ying was even more shocked because of that arrogant power.
It was actually possible to ignore the strong spiritual power carried by his dagger, which even made him feel helpless.
Soon, Luo Ying understood. This was not because Qin Feng could really ignore the spiritual power of a strong person in the Zhenwu Realm. But when the powerful physical strength of the Wushou Body was superimposed with the power of the royal weapon, it was enough to offset the power of the four Zhenwu Realm masters.
The spiritual power that a heavy warrior can unleash with all his strength is even stronger than the spiritual power that a fourth-level true martial artist can unleash!
"What a terrifying power this is. I'm afraid that with this power, he can still be invincible even if he confronts a warrior at the fifth level of true martial arts." Luo Ying couldn't help but feel a sense of wonder in his heart.
However, although he was surprised, he was not afraid. Not to mention that Qin Feng had a strength that was close to the fifth level of Zhenwu. Even if Qin Feng was really a warrior at the fifth level of Zhenwu, or even a warrior at the sixth level of Zhenwu, he could not feel it.
fear.
Because the way he fights with people has never relied on the power of a brave blow! Instead, it is absolutely suppressive speed! And because he has hunted down more than one warrior at the sixth level of true martial arts a long time ago!
Rebounded by Qin Feng's huge power, Luo Ying's body flew backwards, but the moment he flew out and his toes touched the earth again, his figure disappeared again.
Qin Feng stood speechless and calmly sheathed his sword, but his originally indifferent expression became more serious and vigilant.
This time his confrontation with Luo Ying was said to be slow, but in fact it only happened in a very brief moment. In fact, the afterimage that was revealed in the air at this time had just dissipated. The raindrops that were shaken into mist in mid-air also
It just floated and fell to the ground. And the cool breath that the people watching the battle in the distance had just inhaled from their mouths and noses into their stomachs...
People were already shocked and speechless, because this battle was a battle that they could see but could not see the slightest mystery or trajectory of the battle. General Yelu and Luo Sheng were silent because even if they were to take action in this battle, they would have to deal with it carefully.
Luo Hongxiu was speechless as she clutched the cold hilt of the bone sword tightly, because she knew that when Luo Ying burst out with all his speed, even she would find it difficult to truly participate in this battle.
Suddenly, Qin Feng, who was standing silently, frowned suddenly, twisted his waist suddenly, and drew a round arc in the rain curtain with his long sword, slashing towards the side.
At the same time, Luo Ying's figure suddenly appeared, and the dark dagger stabbed Qin Feng's sword again, but this time, Luo Ying's seemingly thin figure was not shaken away. And when his dagger fell,
In the moment when Qin Feng's long sword was on the sword, there was a series of sounds that were more dense than the sound of thousands of raindrops hitting the ground.
Ding ding ding ding...
Luo Ying seemed to have just thrust out one sword with a dagger, but it was like thrusting out thousands of swords. The extremely dense sound made all the warriors feel numb in their scalps.
Drops of water can penetrate stone. At this time, every blow Luo Ying stabs does not seem to be too strong, but it is extremely fast and dense. When dozens, hundreds or even thousands of blows are continuously superimposed, they condense into a single point.
At that time, it will undoubtedly turn into an extremely terrifying blow!
The speed when a warrior attacks is definitely faster than the speed when moving. And this is even more true for Luo Ying. He displays a ghostly movement speed and quietly harvests the enemy's life like a ghost. That's just him.
A game played against the weak.
And when dealing with some truly powerful enemies, he is better at crushing his opponents with an attack speed that is absolutely unmatched by others!
I don't know when, Luo Ying's dagger has changed from one to two, and the daggers held tightly in both hands will only appear blurry for a moment when they fall on Qin Feng's sword.
the afterimage of.
Also at some unknown time, Qin Feng's sword, which originally drew an arc to slash horizontally, was forced back by the afterimages, and turned into a horizontal sword to block again.
The extremely dense sound of metal collisions was still heard without interruption. Because of the extremely dense attacks, hundreds and thousands of attacks were almost condensed into one, and Qin Feng's figure standing with his sword across was actually forcibly pushed.
He stepped back. Under such strong blows and vibrations, his palms gradually began to become numb, and even the tiger's mouth cracked with blood.
Qin Feng's face was solemn. He vaguely felt that the pain of resisting the constant bombardment of daggers when fighting the man in black was definitely no less painful than when he forced his way in with a horizontal sword on the stone bridge of the ruins half a day ago.
The pain he endured when he was caught in the wave of tens of thousands of death puppets was even worse!
The rain is getting heavier and heavier. The sound of raindrops hitting the puddles and the stone surface is getting louder and denser. But the sound of the collision of daggers and swords seems to be even denser at this moment.
In the cave on the mountain wall, Chen Ruhai clenched the knife in his hand, and his eyes revealed an extremely solemn and worried look. However, the skinny hand pressing on his shoulder gave up his intention to go down and help several times.
No, or at this moment, even if he is not held down by Qing Lao's palm, he cannot go down to help Qin Feng. Because the enemy's attack speed and movement speed are too terrifying, which makes him feel powerless...
Even if he jumped down from the cave at this moment, what could he do? I'm afraid he wouldn't have time to do anything, and he would die under those sharp daggers that make people invisible? It was precisely because of this that Chen Ruhai felt a sense of agitation.
There was a deep feeling of powerlessness. The tighter his hand held the knife, the more it showed the powerlessness in his heart at this moment.
Qing Lao's face was gloomy and he remained silent, but the relaxed smile on his face had long since disappeared. He couldn't help but start to think, assuming that the opponent of the terrifying man in black at this moment was not Qin Feng, but holding a dagger
Rushing towards the cave, how many blows can he, a warrior at the second level of Zhenwu Realm, be able to block?
The muddy muddy water continued to flow along the mountain wall with the majestic heavy rain. The yellowish muddy water continued to flow with the blood of countless dead warriors before, until it flowed to the feet of the pot-bellied General Yelu.
He can no longer move forward.
Not only the muddy water, but more precisely, even the raindrops falling from the sky could not come within five feet of him. It was as if there was an invisible force that bounced all the raindrops and water away, so Yelu
The ground under the feet of the general and Luo Sheng was still as dry as ever, with a little dust.
"I didn't expect that guy to be able to hold on in Luo Ying's hands for so long." General Yelu touched the sparse stubble on his lower jaw and said, "Such strength can only be ranked among the true martial arts warriors of our Luo Zi sect. It’s in the top five.”
Luo Sheng was silent for a moment and said, "Isn't this why, General, you admire him?"
General Yelu's pleasant smile suddenly froze as if he were watching a play, and he said: "But he is the King of Qin of the Daqian Kingdom, so he must die!"
Luo Sheng was silent, but for the first time, an impulse arose in his heart to ask why. The general was the general of the Motie Kingdom, and the Motie Kingdom and the Daqian Kingdom were friendly countries. So why did King Qin of the Daqian Kingdom, Must die?
Luo Sheng was a little unable to understand this question, but he did not ask in the end. Because he understood that whether it was Xiuzi sect or Luozi sect, they were all dead soldiers and killers trained by the big man behind the general.
As a killer, he naturally only kills those people on the must-kill list, but never asks why...
"Look, that kid can't hold it any longer." General Yelu suddenly said.
Luo Sheng still didn't speak, but remained speechless as he watched the two men as the battle almost reached fever pitch.
Qin Feng's sword seems clumsy, as if each move weighs more than ten thousand kilograms, but there is an unspeakable subtlety hidden in this clumsiness. Every time it seems to be a crisis, it can always be blocked at the last moment. The dagger of the man in black seemed as if the sword in his hand was no longer a sword, but an extremely thick wall.
However, this extremely thick wall was already about to collapse. Because the tiger's mouth where Qin Feng held the sword had cracked and bled, and his movements when swinging the sword became increasingly heavier.
But the attack of the man in black is still fierce, he seems to be tireless, the speed of the dagger falling not only does not slow down at all, but gets faster and faster. And every time his dagger hits the long sword, his arm will It was very unnatural to shake, but even that very inconspicuous movement could always easily remove the repulsive force transmitted from the dagger with every blow, allowing him to maintain such a high level of strength. No matter how frequently you attack, you will still not be injured.
It has to be said that this is an extremely clever means of unloading force, and it is also a means of unloading force unique to Luo Ying! In this kind of high-frequency and extremely fierce battle, even with the strength of Qin Feng Wushan's body, He suffered some injuries, but he was never injured.
Suddenly, Qin Feng's hand seemed to be no longer able to hold the sword in his hand. The sword, which weighed more than three thousand kilograms, actually flew away from Luo Ying's extremely intensive attack and tilted towards the air behind him. Abandoned. Qin Feng immediately jumped up, as if he wanted to recover his sword that had been thrown away.
Luo Ying's eyes suddenly condensed, and when Qin Feng jumped up, he also flew up, crossed the two daggers, and wiped Qin Feng's neck at an extremely fast speed! He believed that this must be his last blow. , is also a sure-kill blow!
Because Qin Feng, who has lost the protection of the power of the royal weapon, his strength will fall to the bottom in an instant! Moreover, because Qin Feng has jumped up, he is destined to be unable to change his movement trajectory in the air, which is equivalent to a knife that has been pressed on the chopping board. The fish was placed in front of him, and his head was destined to be chopped off by his two daggers!
However, just when Luo Ying's dagger was only one foot away from Qin Feng's throat, a trace of surprise and panic suddenly flashed across Luo Ying's eyes that were originally filled with murderous intent and coldness...
Because he noticed an extremely subtle air flow around Qin Feng, which was like the gentlest wind in spring.