Emperor Wu Shihuang's handwriting, do not go out of the Milky Way border

After saying this, Yinglong rushed towards Feng San with the black sword in his hand. The pitch-black sword was surrounded by a dark light, as if it had absorbed all the surrounding light.

The black sword slashed towards Feng San's spear with amazing power.

clang!
The two weapons collided violently, and a terrifying storm swept over in an instant, spreading in all directions.

The moment the spear touched the black sword, a look of surprise appeared on Feng San's face. The huge power coming from the weapon shocked him immensely. He really didn't expect Yinglong to have such terrifying power.

Originally, the black sword was very short, but it managed to slowly press down his spear. This would have been impossible under normal circumstances.

The spear is a weapon that is very long, so more force is required when swinging it. Generally, in a competition of strength, the party using the spear will not lose.

However, in this fight with Yinglong, Feng San, who was using the spear, actually lost to Yinglong in strength.

This was simply beyond Feng San's imagination.

If it had happened before, Feng San might have considered the gap between him and the opponent and then chosen to give up.

But now, his brother had died at their hands, so he naturally couldn't give up so easily.

The three brothers grew up together, and the feelings between them are beyond the imagination of ordinary people. They once swore together that they would practice together under the Demon King and gain a long life.

But who could have thought that after this battle, one of the three brothers actually died. In order to avenge his brother, Feng San would never admit defeat.

So, he mobilized the spiritual energy in his body again, and the deep purple spiritual energy instantly enveloped Feng San. Feng San stared at Yinglong with anger on his face, as if he had made preparations to fight to the death.

Seeing this scene, Yinglong was quite helpless. Perhaps before this, there was still a possibility of persuading Feng San, but in the current situation, it is simply impossible to persuade Feng San. His brother was killed, so he must take revenge.

Thinking of this, Yinglong decided not to waste time talking to him anymore. Since it was impossible to make him give up, then let's do it. In Yinglong's opinion, it would be easy to defeat Feng San in front of him.

Yinglong twisted the black sword in his hand and stepped hard. With this force, Yinglong turned into an arrow and flew towards Feng San.

The power of this attack was great and the speed was extremely astonishing. In the blink of an eye, the black sword was already in front of Feng San.

Looking at the black sword so close at hand, Feng San said nothing and simply raised his spear and held it against his body to block the sword.

He did block it, but he was pushed back by the huge force, and his feet left two marks on the ground.

Seeing this, Feng San also knew that things were not good. If he continued like this, he would always be suppressed by Yinglong until he finally lost to Yinglong or died at Yinglong's hands.

So Feng San, without saying anything, once again increased the spiritual energy in his body and poured it all into the spear in his hand.

hum!
With the infusion of a large amount of spiritual energy, the spear instantly emitted a buzzing sound. Feng San used this force to stop his retreat, and then he used his backhand to force Yinglong back.

Yinglong was quite surprised when he saw Feng San's sudden increase in strength, but he also knew that Feng San was a monster after all, so his strength must be good.

However, Yinglong is also a monster, so he will naturally not lose to Feng San in terms of strength.

He also poured his spiritual energy into the black sword and attacked Feng San once again, while Feng San was trying his best to resist Yinglong's attack.

Although Yinglong is suppressing Feng San with his bloodline advantage, it is not easy to defeat Feng San in a short period of time. In other words, it is absolutely impossible to defeat Feng San without showing his real skills or his hidden skills.

Since he couldn't win in a short period of time by a head-on confrontation, Yinglong started to think of some tricks.

He was ready to expose his weakness to Feng San. With Feng San's current angry state, let alone seeing through his plan, he could only maintain the fight by relying on the belief in revenge for his brother.

The black sword in Yinglong's hand suddenly disappeared from his hand, and appeared behind Feng San again.

Feng San naturally noticed this attack. Without saying a word, he turned around and fired a shot, knocking the black sword directly away.

After knocking the black sword away, Feng San showed a sneer on his face:
"Yinglong, you made a stupid move. There's no way you can hit me with such an attack. And now you've lost your weapon. You're just handing your life over to me."

The moment he finished saying this, Feng San rushed directly towards Yinglong, and this time his speed was even faster than before. It was obvious that Feng San intended to kill Yinglong directly with this blow.

Seeing Feng San rushing towards him at an exaggerated speed, Yinglong's face did not show any surprise. Instead, he looked confident and even had a faint smile on his face.

"You really don't have any brains. You can even fall into such an obvious trap. It's too boring to treat you as my opponent. I'd better just kill you directly."

Just as Yinglong was talking to himself, Feng San had already arrived in front of Yinglong, with the spear in his hand pointed at Yinglong's chest. If he hit him, Yinglong would die on the spot.

Just as Feng San's spear was about to hit Yinglong, the black sword appeared again. Unlike before, this time the black sword had already pierced Feng San's chest.

Blood dripped down the black sword, and Feng San looked down at the black sword on his chest in disbelief.

"This is... when..."

"After you knocked the black sword away, I used my spiritual energy to hide the black sword. I was waiting for you to use your fatal blow, which is also the time when your defense is the weakest, to kill you."

Feng San looked at Yinglong in disbelief. He really didn't expect that Yinglong would use such means.

"Yinglong, my elder brother will never let you go. He will definitely ask us for revenge. Just wait. I'll be waiting for you in the underworld, waiting for you..."

Before he could finish his words, Feng San had already died, and all the life in his body disappeared at this moment.

"Hey, why do you have to do this? You can live, but you have to choose death. Hey..."

Yinglong sighed helplessly, bent down to take out his black sword, and then walked towards Yang Jian.

Although the battle with Feng San just now was full of dangers, Yinglong did not consume much spiritual energy, or even almost any. So what he wanted to do now was to help Yang Jian.

From Feng San's words just now, Yinglong understood that the eldest brother's cultivation level was the highest among the three of them. He had already touched the realm of Hunyuan Golden Immortal. Although he had not yet completely entered this realm, he was only one step away.

Although Yang Jian was also in the late stage of Quasi-Sage, it was not easy for him to defeat Feng Da alone, or the possibility was not high. This was why Yinglong still wanted to help Yang Jian after the fierce battle.

Not long after, Yinglong arrived at the battlefield between Yang Jian and Feng Da. At this time, Feng Da's eyes were already red, and there was a blood-red aura surrounding his body. Shocking murderous intent was also spreading out. Even Yinglong, who had just arrived, noticed the horrible murderous intent from Feng Da.

"Hey, after the death of his two brothers, he has completely gone into a rampage. In this state, it is almost impossible to talk to him."

Yinglong shook his head helplessly, drew out the black sword and flew into the air to help Yang Jian.

Facing the furious Feng Da alone, Yang Jian was a little overwhelmed. Xiaotian Dog had been slapped by Feng Da and was dying. He fell to the ground, blood oozing from his nose and mouth.

Although Yang Jian cares about his partner very much, he has no time to take care of Xiaotian Dog now.

The moment he saw Yinglong coming, Yang Jian was also a little surprised. He turned his head to look at Yinglong, and then he spoke:
"Why are you here? Have you dealt with your opponent?"

Yinglong nodded, then turned to look at Feng Da.
"If it weren't for the death of his two brothers, he wouldn't be in this state now."

Feng Da Ziran also noticed Ying Long rushing over, and he could feel his brother's blood on the black sword in his hand. At that moment, Feng Da immediately stared at Ying Long with red eyes and shouted angrily:

"You're the one who killed my brother, right?"

At this point, Yinglong naturally had no need to deny it. He nodded and said to Feng Da:

"Your Demon King sent you here to die. What difference does it make if you die sooner or later?"

Although he already knew that his brother was dead, Feng Da still couldn't control his emotions when he heard it with his own ears. Driven by anger, he pulled out a blood-red sword with his left hand.

Originally, Feng Da was holding a big axe in his right hand, and now a big knife appeared in his left hand. At this time, Feng Da was holding weapons in both hands and rushed towards Yang Jian and Yinglong.

It has to be said that Feng Da, who can use both hands, is really powerful. Even if Yang Jian and Yinglong join forces, it is still very difficult to deal with him.

After Yinglong received Feng Da's attack, a look of surprise appeared on his face. He really didn't expect that although they were brothers, Feng Da's strength was so much stronger than Feng San's.

"Erlang Shen, do you have any trump cards left? If you do, use them now. If you keep them back, we may die here."

Hearing Yinglong's words, Yang Jian frowned slightly, and then whispered to Yinglong:
"I need you to help me buy some time so that I can use my strongest move. Can you do that?"

Yinglong was quite depressed when he heard this. Facing such an opponent, he had to deal with it alone, which was too difficult for him.

But seeing Yang Jian's confident look, Yinglong had no choice but to go ahead.

"Okay, go get ready, I'll stop him."

The moment he said this, terrifying spiritual energy burst out from Yinglong's body, and he rushed towards Feng Da holding the black sword.

You know, Feng Da's cultivation level is one level higher than Yinglong. If he faces Feng Da alone, he will definitely not be his opponent. But in order to help Yang Jian delay time, he has to go up.

Since he had decided to deal with Feng Da alone, Yinglong naturally did not dare to hold back at all. All the spiritual energy in his body was mobilized. At this time, Yinglong had reached his strongest combat state.

Swish!
With a muffled sound, Yinglong disappeared from the spot. The next moment, the black sword in his hand had already slashed towards Feng Da.

Although Yinglong has already exerted all his strength, in Feng Da's opinion, it is still nothing special.

Feng Da used the axe in his right hand to block Yinglong's attack. At the same time, the big knife in his left hand also chopped towards Yinglong.

It was impossible for Yinglong to take back the black sword to defend himself at this time, so he simply dropped the black sword in his hand, leaped up, and jumped over Feng Da's head, barely avoiding Feng Da's attack.

Although the attack missed, Feng Da did not stop at all. He turned his body quickly and swung the weapons in his hands behind him.

Yinglong had his back to Feng Da at this time, but although he did not see Feng Da's movements, Yinglong had already rolled forward and avoided Feng Da's attack.

This is Yinglong's superb fighting instinct. The moment he landed, he knew that Feng Da would use such an attack, so he dodged without saying a word.

It was precisely because of this roll that he was able to avoid Feng Da's almost fatal blow.

Feng Da didn't expect that Yinglong could actually dodge this attack, but he immediately stepped forward and rushed towards Yinglong.

Yinglong had not yet stood firmly. Although he had sensed Feng Da behind him, he could only roll forward continuously to avoid Feng Da's attack.

bang bang bang!
Feng Da's weapon kept hitting the ground, and big holes kept appearing on the ground.

Yinglong was in a very miserable state now. He kept rolling forward and didn't even have time to stand up.

Feng Da's attack became more and more fierce. Finally, at a certain moment, Yinglong could not dodge and was hit hard by Feng Da.

The power of this sword was so great that it directly knocked Yinglong back several hundred meters.

puff!
Yinglong couldn't help but spit out blood, and the blood flowed down the corners of his mouth. But he didn't even have time to wipe the blood. He stood up directly, and the black sword in his hand appeared instantly.

The moment the black sword appeared, Feng Da's attack came again.

The two weapons continued to slash at Yinglong. Although Yinglong already had weapons in his hands at this time, he was still unable to withstand Feng Da's attack.

At this moment, he could no longer bear it and shouted loudly to Yang Jian:

"Yang Jian, if you don't come over, I'm going to die here! You don't want to collect my body, do you?"

As soon as Yinglong finished speaking, Yang Jian came to his side in an instant.

"Leave the rest to me, and go treat your injuries." (End of this chapter)