Players who penetrate the world of martial arts games

Chapter 38
"Come on, I'll kill you later." Feng Jiang stared at Wei Tong and said.

"Boy, you really had a bit of aura just now. If it weren't for your last sentence, I might think you have some killer tricks. Now~~" Wei Tong sneered, he felt that he had seen through Feng Jiang, "Sure enough, you are still young. Even if you have a trump card, if you don't even have confidence in yourself, what would you use to kill me? Otherwise, why let that girl Shen Youdie take care of your sister?"

Feng Jiang's face darkened.

But there is another thought in my heart, the last sentence is superfluous?
That was on purpose, just to let him think so.

Wei Tong was really fooled, it was the result he wanted.

It's no wonder that he would believe and despise himself. Under such circumstances, other people would have been driven to a dead end, and even if there were any means, it would have no effect.

This does not include himself, Feng Jiang is full of confidence in himself.

"Haha~~" Wei Tong smiled even more happily, "Is it right? No matter how talented you are, the experience in this Jianghu is not very good. I have been in the Jianghu for decades, what haven't I seen? Want to bluff me? Then take the opportunity Slip away? No chance!"

As soon as the words fell, Wei Tong's aura surged, as if a prehistoric beast rushed towards Feng Jiang.

Feng Jiang had nothing to say, and also raised his skill to the limit.

"Very good. Is this your trump card? Improving the forbidden method, yes, the skill has improved a lot." Wei Tong was more certain in his heart that Feng Jiang had reached his limit.

This kind of skill improvement is amazing, but it's a pity that it's far from enough to match him.

"It's enough to kill you." Feng Jiang roared and went up to him.

The huge machete and the dragon's teeth collided, and sparks flew everywhere.

"Huh?" Wei Tong was surprised, he found a small gap on the blade of his own knife, which was the mark left by the knife.

"A good knife, worth collecting." Wei Tong's eyes lit up.

Although there are many imitation swords in the world, the one that can damage this sword is definitely a precious sword.

In order to build this machete, I paid a lot of money, and the blade is extremely hard.

While speaking, Wei Tong swept across with his broadsword, causing a whistling sound, Feng Jiang's head was thrown back, and his forehead felt a pain.

Feng Jiang only felt that his eyes had turned blood red. This was because his forehead was injured by the opponent's knife, and blood flowed down to cover his eyes.

"You're lucky." Wei Tong found that he was just a little short, and this kid was quite difficult to deal with.

But he also saw that, with a few more tricks, he could almost send him to the west.

Shen Youdie couldn't escape.

Ignoring the blood in his eyes, Feng Jiang let out a low growl, kicked his feet on the ground suddenly, his body turned into a phantom and rushed towards Wei Tong.

"Look, I'll cut you in two." Wei Tong swept across with the machete, and the blade slashed towards Feng Jiang's chest.

Feng Jiang didn't flinch, let alone dodge, and rushed straight to kill.

Wei Tong's eyelids twitched, is this kid sent to die?
His own sword was much longer than Feng Jiang's, and his body had already been cut in two before the sword touched him.

He didn't think there was any conspiracy. Even if Feng Jiang had other plans, he was probably thinking too much.

An inch is long and an inch is strong, so how could my long knife be an inch longer than him?
"Death!" Wei Tong yelled.

Just when he thought he could easily kill Feng Jiang, he found that the boy smiled strangely, and that smile was very abrupt.

Wei Tong's heart skipped a beat for no reason, and a bad feeling arose.

This is an intuition of a master, it may not be accurate, but it cannot be ignored.

Wei Tong wanted to find out the problem, but found that before he had time to think about it, a fierce evil spirit came to his face.

"What?!" Wei Tong couldn't believe it was true, the aura was too huge, it was impossible for that kind of power to appear on this kid, "No, not that kid~~"

Wei Tong's eyes fell on the dragon tooth in Feng Jiang's hand. The blade of the dragon tooth was no longer ordinary and low-key.

Taking advantage of the moment when Wei Tong lost his mind, Feng Jiang's dragon tooth brushed across his neck, and at almost the same moment, a cold light shot from a distance.

"Really?" This was Wei Tong's last thought, but it was a pity that he couldn't ask if this knife was the real dragon's tooth, and no one gave him an answer. His head rolled to the ground, and the cold light in the distance disappeared. Wei Tong's back almost exploded.

Even if Feng Jiang hadn't beheaded him, this cold glow would have been enough to kill Wei Tong.

"Ah~~" Feng Jiang let out a scream, and at the same time that he cut off Wei Tong's head, Wei Tong's big knife continued to slash towards his chest with inertia, and he was hit hard, and he was sent flying.

With a bang, Feng Jiang was thrown a foot away, coughing up blood.

"It's still~~ It's a good life." The severe pain in his chest made it difficult for him to get up, as long as he didn't die, he could recover even if he was seriously injured.

Feng Jiang was vigilant. Someone was approaching. He noticed the cold light just now, and someone had used a hidden weapon.

After seeing that it was Shen Youdie, he still did not relax his guard.

The other party was an evil witch, and I had saved her just now, even if she came back and used her hidden weapon to kill Wei Tong, there was no guarantee that she would not kill him.

Especially when you are injured, you have to be more careful.

If she had any evil intentions, Feng Jiang believed that even if he was seriously injured, he would not make her feel better.

Besides, Shen Youdie also had injuries on his body, and the injuries were not serious, Feng Jiang can confirm this.

When Shen Youdie came in front of Feng Jiang, she covered her small mouth with one hand, full of shock.

She wondered if she was in a dream, Wei Tong was really killed?
The corpse was separated, and the head rolled over there, unmistakable.

Just now she left according to Feng Jiang's wishes, but she was worried and sneaked back immediately.

Thinking that if Feng Jiang loses, he can secretly make a move.

For such an outstanding disciple of the Longya Sect, he still has to fight for it. This is to win allies for the Evil Sword Sect to face the constant persecution of the Evil God Sect.

Seeing the fierce fighting between the two, in order not to attract Wei Tong's attention, she activated her hidden weapon to save her life from a distance.

But he didn't expect his hidden weapon to have no effect.

She saw that when she shot Wei Tong with a hidden weapon, Wei Tong's head had already moved.

In other words, what he shot was only Wei Tong's corpse.

Is Wei Tong so unbearable?
Shen Youdie didn't think so, Feng Jiang was completely defeated just now.

It's just that what happened in the short moment when I left?

How did Feng Jiang reverse the situation?
Some kind of miraculous technique left by the Dragon Tooth Sect?

Shen Youdie didn't think too much about it, after all, she was a well-known evil sect in history, and she had some amazing methods that were understandable.

He has a lot of trump cards, and it is impossible for him, a disciple of the Dragon Tooth Sect who came out to make a living, not to have one.

"Are you okay?" Shen Youdie bent down, trying to help Feng Jiang.

"It's okay, I can do it myself." Feng Jiang refused, struggling to stand up.

Just got up, and sat down again.

"Hmph, still showing off? This lady hasn't taken the initiative to help people, especially for men, you should feel honored." Shen Youdie snorted coldly, directly pulled Feng Jiang's arm, and pulled him up, moving Not gentle.

Feng Jiang grinned, affecting the wound on his chest, making him feel suffocated.

"What is this?" Shen Youdie suddenly saw a folded piece of cloth protruding from Feng Jiang's heart, which seemed to be of some age.

Feng Jiang looked down and his heart skipped a beat.

Wei Tong's last knife failed to cut him into two pieces, thanks to the "Eight Horses Picture" placed in his heart.

His outer robe has been split by the blade and broken.

The cloth of the 'Eight Horses' is not ordinary, it is woven with some kind of magical silk, and it is difficult for one's own dragon teeth to cut it. Of course, Wei Tong's knife cannot cut it off.

Otherwise, Feng Jiang's injuries would be even worse, maybe he would be killed with a single knife, and the two of them would die together.

Although the "Eight Horses" avoided the fate of being cut off, he could not counteract the huge impact of the big sword. This force injured his internal organs, and several ribs were probably broken.

"My personal stuff, there's no need to explain it to you, right?" Feng Jiang gathered his robe around his chest, covering the 'Eight Horses Picture'.

"It can't be the treasure map of Beiting Treasure, right?" Shen Youdie noticed the slight change in Feng Jiang's expression, it was obviously an important thing.

"Yeah? Really, aren't you just looking for this map? Now is a good opportunity, do you want to grab it?" Feng Jiang looked shocked.

"If you don't say it, don't say it. Miss Ben doesn't bother to know, what's so special about a piece of rag." Shen Youdie said disdainfully, she would not believe Feng Jiang's reaction.

(End of this chapter)