People are writing diaries in Zongwu, but the fairy sister is broken

Chapter 59 Crazy! ! !

"Since I can't escape..."

Duan Feng took a deep breath, focused his eyes, and muttered to himself: "Then fight to the death with the last strength!!"

The next moment, Duan Feng's body tensed up, his legs kicked hard on the ground, and he jumped up high!
"Tianxuan Beidou Formation!!!"

With a low growl, Beitang's body turned into a phantom, and rushed around Duan Feng, slashing continuously with the big sword in his hand!

Swish!Swish!Swish!
Every time the sword fell, there was a piercing sound of sonic boom, which made the whole ground vibrate, the vibration continued to intensify, and there was a buzzing sound.

At this time, the ground began to tremble violently, and dust was flying everywhere.Some stones and gravel fell from the sky one after another, hitting the ground with a deafening sound.

This set of Tianxuan Beidou Formation is the secret book of the Holy Sword Sect!
It is said that those who practice this sword technique can guide the power of heaven and earth, control the movement trajectory of the formation, and triple the attack power!
Back then, Beitang Ao used this swordsmanship to leapfrog and challenge the warriors at the peak of the Zizai realm!
However, swordsmanship needs to be charged and time-consuming, so Beitang Ao has never used it.

Today, he planned to die slowly with Duan Feng, but he didn't expect Duan Feng to be so stubborn!
Therefore, he had no choice but to change his strategy and use tyrannical force to break through the Duanfeng defense and force him to counterattack.

Facing Beitang Ao's stormy attack, Duan Feng tried his best to resist!

clang clang...

All of a sudden, dense crashing sounds resounded around the ruins, stinging the eardrums!

Bei Tang Ao's figure was like a ghost, his sword energy howled vertically and horizontally, cutting the entire stone wall into pieces, leaving a mess everywhere!

"Hahaha, boy, is this all you have?"

Bei Tang Ao grinned crazily, and swept out the big sword, like a poisonous snake, straight for Duan Feng's heart!
"get out!!"

With a loud roar, Duan Feng braced himself, raised the folding fan in his hand and stabbed vigorously!
"graft!!!!"

With a clang, the folding fan and the big sword intersected together, sputtering a string of sparks!
"Huh?" Beitang raised his eyebrows proudly, and then a stern look appeared on his face: "You still have the ability to resist?"

"What kind of move is this, it can silently dissolve my move!"

With that said, Beitang Ao stepped up his strength!
However, even though he raised his strength again, Duan Feng still remained motionless.

"how can that be?"

Beitang Ao's pupils shrank, and there was a deep look of horror in his eyes, he couldn't believe the scene in front of him at all!
Duan Feng was seriously injured, and his strength was less than [-]% of his peak level. Logically speaking, he should be unable to fight anymore.

But his internal energy has been continuously flowing, and it seems that it will not be exhausted!

There is only one explanation for this situation - Duan Feng's injury has fully recovered!

This longevity formula plus the Beiming Divine Art is really miraculous!
"Beitangao, one of us must stay here today!"

There was a trace of blood on the corner of Duan Feng's mouth, he stared at Bei Tangao indifferently, and said calmly: "You will definitely die!!"

"Ha ha!"

Hearing the words, Beitang looked up to the sky and laughed loudly: "Okay! Very good! It really is a hero born a boy! I admit, I underestimated you! You are much stronger than I imagined!"

"If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I'm afraid I'd never have known that such a terrifying potential could explode from a realm!"

"but……"

Having said that, he changed the subject abruptly, narrowing his eyes: "Your potential is very strong, but...it's a pity that you met me!"

"Anyone who doesn't follow my heart will die!!!"

The voice was as cold as iron, and the murderous intent was overwhelming, just like the essence!

"Oh?"

Hearing this, Duan Feng laughed immediately, and looked at Bei Tangao mockingly: "Dignified sword master, now that he has fallen into such a situation, do you think I will be afraid of you?"

"Humph! A dead duck has a hard mouth!"

Beitang Ao sneered.

Although he admits that Duan Feng is powerful and can even cross the border to confront the enemy, but so what?

He is a sword master! ! ! !

Wanting to defeat myself is simply a dream come true!
"Death!"

At this moment, Beitang Ao suddenly shouted violently, and his figure suddenly disappeared!

"what?"

Duan Feng was taken aback, his eyes were filled with shock!

This agility. So fast! ! !

I saw Duan Feng stepping on an empty step, and instantly stepped a few meters away!
Rumble!
His speed was extremely fast, he crossed a distance of [-] meters almost in the blink of an eye, appeared in front of the section cover, and stabbed his chest with a sword!

"Lie down for me!!"

After uttering one word, the long sword cut through the air, and with a sharp and ear-piercing whistling sound, it stabbed straight at Duan Feng!

"not good!"

Duan Feng's face suddenly changed, he had never encountered such a fast enemy before!
This speed can already rival Lingbo Weibu!
He wanted to avoid it, but he was seriously injured, so he couldn't do it.

puff!

The next moment, the long sword pierced through Duan Feng's abdomen, and the bright red blood flowed, dyeing his robe red!

"Hey!" Bei Tang Ao grinned ferociously: "Little bastard, didn't you expect that? Although the old man's strength is not good, it's still more than enough to kill you!"

"I said, you will definitely die!!"

The words were cold, revealing endless cruelty and bloodlust.

call out!
With a flick of the long sword, Beitang Ao was about to pull it out, but suddenly stopped, his face became extremely ugly!
I saw a silver needle inserted into my chest, emitting a faint fluorescence!

"Thirteen Needles of the Ghost Gate!"

Duan Feng muttered to himself, and instantly spurted out a mouthful of blood!

The thirteen ghost gates are aimed at ghost seals, ghost palaces, ghost caves, ghost bases, ghost roads, ghost markets, ghost halls, ghost pillows, ghost hearts, ghost legs, ghost letters, ghost camps, ghost possession, ghost ministers, etc. haunted den.

One needle for heaven, one needle for hell; it can save people, but it can also kill people!
Moreover, Duan Feng smeared some special medicinal materials on this silver needle. Once it is stabbed at the acupuncture point, the true energy in the body will collapse!
"You're looking for death!" Beitang smiled back in anger, "What's the use of using such a small trick? I want to see how long you can last!"

With that said, he drew his sword again!

Chi!

The long sword pierced into the skin, and scarlet blood splashed out again!

"Damn it!!" Duan Feng gritted his teeth, and the veins on his forehead twitched violently.

He has been seriously injured, and if he continues, he will definitely die here.

Although the recovery ability of the Longevity Art is very strong, it cannot withstand such damage!

"Ha ha……"

Beitang Ao smiled coldly, raised his arm slightly, and plunged the long sword down again!

Duan Feng's face changed drastically, his body staggered back two steps, and narrowly escaped the fatal blow.

"Hahaha……"

Bei Tang Ao laughed loudly, with a look of winning, he jokingly said: "Boy, you can't do it, just admit defeat! Just kneel down and beg for mercy, and I can let you die happily!"

"I tell you, if you dare to resist, all that awaits you is a miserable death!"

"Fart! Your grandpa and I look like people who are greedy for life and afraid of death?"

Duan Feng cursed angrily, his right leg jumped up suddenly, and kicked hard with a whip kick.

"Fengshen legs!!"

boom!
Caught off guard, Beitang Ao only felt a sharp pain in his abdomen, as if his internal organs had been kicked to pieces, and his body arched like a boiled shrimp.

"You... puff..."

Beitang Ao spit out a big mouthful of blood mixed with pieces of intestines and stomach, his face was extremely pale.

He never expected that Duan Feng would still have the strength to resist after suffering such a serious injury.

"I said, you are still far from killing me!"

Duan Feng sneered again and again, gasping for breath while adjusting his breath, recovering from his injuries.

After a while, he stood up again, looking at Beitangao with cold eyes: "Beitangao, today, even if we fight to the death together, I will keep you here!"

After the voice fell, Duan Feng rushed over again.

"Don't even think about it!" Beitang Ao's face changed drastically, and he dodged hastily.

The two started fighting.

Beitang Aosheng is superior in realm, while Duan Feng is superior in Goldfinger!

Every time Duan Feng was knocked down, he kept falling down and getting up again and again like an unbeatable Xiaoqiang.

His body was soaked in sweat and blood, his muscles were tense from exertion, and his lips trembled slightly from panting.

The surrounding scenery also became chaotic with the fierce battle.

But he didn't give up, he still held the weapon firmly in his hand, and his eyes were always locked on Bei Tangao's movements.

Although the battle was fierce, Duan Feng remained calm and vigilant in his heart.

He is always paying attention to the movements around him, looking for every opportunity he can take advantage of.

In such an environment, his thinking became sharper and faster, and he was able to make correct decisions in an instant.

After a short fight, both sides were seriously injured.

A tired look appeared on Duan Feng's face.

But Beitang Ao's heart palpitations became more and more serious, and finally his face turned pale and his whole body trembled!

"What kind of magic did you use, how could it make your injury recover so quickly?"

Beitang's face was filled with fear!
He clearly felt just now that Duan Feng's injury is slowly recovering, which is totally against common sense!
"Hmph! If it's a sorcery, you'll find out if you fight!"

Duan Feng glanced at him coldly: "Think about your sword master who has been in the rivers and lakes for decades, what kind of weird magic has never been seen? Is this scary?!"

Hearing this, Beitang's face became even more ugly!

Duan Feng's words deeply stimulated his pride.

As Zeng Jin's sword master, he still maintains a strong self-esteem, how can he be underestimated by a younger generation!
"Since you want to fight with me, let's try! Let's see who dies first!!"

As he said that, Bei Tangao's eyes narrowed, and a fierce murderous intent burst out, and his momentum rose steadily, like a mountain collapsing, heading towards Duan Feng to oppress him!

boom!
The ground around Beitangao exploded, smoke and dust filled the air, and sand and stones splashed!
This is the leakage of true energy, full of vigor!
"Okay... so powerful, this aura. Is this his real strength?"

Feeling this tyrannical aura, Duan Feng's face changed drastically!

"go to hell!!"

And at this moment, Beitang roared violently, and the long sword stabbed out like a poisonous snake!

puff!

With a flash of sword light, the long sword pierced through Duan Feng's throat, killing him on the spot!

"Hahaha...boy, you are no match for me after all!"

Beitang Ao laughed wildly, with a strong joy in his eyes!
"Ok?"

However, before he could be happy in the future, his eyebrows suddenly raised, and he stared at Duan Feng dumbfounded.

I saw that the place where he stabbed did not feel the slightest sense of reality!
This……

Looking at the disappearing phantom, Beitang Ao's face was completely stiff!

"How... how is it possible?"

His lips twitched and his face was pale.

He clearly felt that even if the blow just now couldn't kill him, it should be able to seriously injure him!

"What about people?"

Is he... a monster?
Beitang's proud eyes and pupils tightened, and a look of deep fear appeared on his face!

"Beitangao, your attack is still so weak!"

Duan Feng smiled coldly, his figure burst out, approaching him like a ghost, and punched out!
call!
The air seems to be ripped apart!

Duan Feng's boxing technique is exquisite and deadly, he directly hits Bei Tangao's vitals, forcing Bei Tangao to flee in embarrassment!

"Damn!"

After some fights, Duan Feng's reckless style of play had already pushed Beitang Ao to a disadvantage.

Duan Feng was soaked in blood all over his body, his clothes were torn, and he could hardly see his original appearance clearly.

Beitang Ao is not much better!

"Are you crazy?"

At this moment, his eyes were filled with panic.

This kid trades injuries for injuries, and does not leave a way out. This style of play is simply lunatic! ! !
"you guess!"

Duan Feng grinned, with mockery and pity in his eyes, as if he was looking at a dying wild dog!

"Crazy! You crazy!!!"

Beitang Ao let out a loud roar, with determination and ferocity in his eyes, he swooped forward, waving the sword in his hand into an afterimage, sweeping past like a storm.

Ding Ding Ding!
Sparks flew, Duan Feng was clumsy on the left and right, the danger was everywhere, and he was forced by Bei Tangao to retreat steadily.

But at the next moment, he kicked the sole of his foot hard on the ground, soaring into the air, avoiding Beitangao's attack, took advantage of the opportunity to circle half a circle from the side, and landed a palm on his shoulder.

Click!

Beitang Ao suddenly let out a muffled snort, his body flew upside down, and hit the stone wall heavily, with blood gushing from his mouth!

"How could I lose to a waste like you?"

He covered his shoulders and looked at Duan Feng with a face full of horror.

Duan Feng stood up precariously, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and walked slowly to Bei Tangao.

"Remember! This is called Seven Injuries Boxing! Once you practice Seven Injuries, all seven will be injured!"

Fortunately, he has the technique of recovering blood, otherwise how could he use this trick!
The Qishang Quan relies on the kind of aura that puts people to death and then regenerates. Anyone who faces this kind of life-for-life fighting style will definitely feel timid!
There is no doubt that Duan Feng's lunatic attack worked!
He raised his head, his eyes were cold: "You lost!"

Hearing this, Bei Tangao's expression gradually became ferocious, and he gritted his teeth and said, "I didn't lose? I will never admit defeat!"

He said every word: "I will never bow my head, I will never give in!!!"

"Hehe, don't bow your head? Don't admit defeat? What are you doing?"

Duan Feng smiled coldly: "Just because of you, the former sword master? Your talent may be good, but you are afraid of death after all. When you dare not fight me head-on, you have already lost!"

"To shut up!"

Beitang shouted proudly, his eyes were scarlet, staring at Duan Feng.

Duan Feng's words undoubtedly hit the Achilles' heel in his heart!
He is a Juggernaut!

He is a swordsman!

Be a decent leader!
but……

He is not willing!

He's already failed once and locked up in this never-ending underground
Is the tragedy going to repeat itself again?
"no no……"

He roared up to the sky, his body trembled, and his eyes were red: "I don't accept it, I don't accept it! I will never lose!!!"

After the words fell, Beitang Ao suddenly pulled out the long sword stuck on the ground, and thrust it towards his chest!
scoff!

The sharp blade goes straight into the flesh!

Blood spurts!

However, Beitang Ao didn't respond at all, still holding the long sword, looking at Duan Feng with cold eyes!

In his eyes, there is only a touch of determination!
"Hehe, it's really crazy."

Duan Feng sighed slightly.

(End of this chapter)