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A sword came straight, and old master Zong's slightly discolored face quietly became a little more horrified.

"In the past, I just thought that it was just a coincidence that he could barely generate sword energy. Now, it seems that I have underestimated him, and he has comprehended sword moves to such an extent." Elder Zong's heart was dark.

The figure of Mr. Zong burst out, and he punched out several times in an instant. In an instant, the midair was full of fist shadows. The dense fist shadows bombarded Jiang Feng's sword from several angles.

"It's useless." Jiang Feng shook his head.

This fused sword is almost his last trump card, and it is also the basis for him to have the courage to challenge Mr. Zong. With his current strength, he can only use one sword at most. The old man is doing well.

A sword pierced through all the shadows of the fists, and stabbed at the throat of Mr. Zong. Mr. Zong's face changed drastically, and he raised his left hand hastily, and his elbow blocked his throat like a door bolt.

"laugh!"

A soft sound came out, and Mr. Zong retreated violently, straight back five meters away, his face was already ashen, and in the ashen, there was an imperceptible look of panic.

The left hand blocking the throat was moved away without a trace. At the elbow, the clothes were torn, bloody and bloody, and the bones were almost exposed, and the blood flowed horizontally. If he hadn't seen the opportunity and dodged it in time, this hand would have been destroyed immediately Well, even if that's the case, the strength is still so severe that there is no way to use force with this hand.

"Master Zong is injured, and it looks like he's still seriously injured." Someone exclaimed, his pupils widened, as if he had seen a ghost.

The advantage of Mr. Zong's move is too obvious. It is not an exaggeration to say that it is an overwhelming advantage. After all, with the strength of Mr. Zong's veteran powerhouse, the suppression in the realm is enough to suppress Jiang Feng. injured.

"Is Jiang Feng so strong?" Zong Yiping and Zong Dongshang were shocked. They repeatedly overestimated Jiang Feng, but they still couldn't see Jiang Feng's real cards.

"How long has he been practicing, to be able to achieve such a step, what kind of talent is this?" Dong Zhenghe said.

Dong Xuan didn't speak. Although Jiang Feng's sword surprised him, if this was Jiang Feng's last hole card, Jiang Feng probably would not escape death.

Jiang Feng retracted his sword and stood there with the long sword. He lowered his head and looked at his wrist. At this moment, his wrist was shaking so badly that he could hardly even hold the sword steadily.And on the sword body, some small cracks can be clearly seen. This sword will be broken if it is used at most once.

"My cultivation level is still too low, and I can't achieve complete comprehension in the realm. Otherwise, this fusion move is enough to kill this old man. No matter how bad it is, he will be seriously injured and lose his fighting power." Jiang Feng muttered to himself. ,A little disappointed.

But although he regretted it, Jiang Feng was not depressed. He was very aware of his strengths, but also his weaknesses. The strengths could be developed, and the weaknesses could be made up for. What he lacked was not the so-called cultivation paths, but time.

Of course, if this statement is spread, it will definitely attract many people to beat their chests and feet, but the matter of soul passing through a different space and being reborn is not something that can be inferred by common sense. Having a chance to be reborn is to show that Jiang Feng Having lived one more life, in this life, all he needs to do is to walk the road he walked before.

"I didn't expect that I would be injured. This surprised me." After a while, Mr. Zong said softly.

"There will be a lot of things that you didn't expect." Jiang Feng raised his head, let out a foul breath, and said indifferently.

"Really?" Mr. Zong's pupils shrank slightly. He didn't know whether Jiang Feng's words were outrageous or if there was really some trump card that he hadn't played. If it was the latter, he might really be in trouble today.

"Yes or no, why bother to say more, you will know after you try it." Jiang Feng said lightly.

Today is a situation of immortality, nothing more than a bloody battle to fight for a future.

Even if he dies, he will definitely drag Mr. Zong to be buried with him.

"You are very confident, which will keep you motivated to fight, you will be invincible in your peers, and you can even leapfrog to fight, but you should also know that no matter how talented you are, leapfrog fighting is not unlimited. Now, I can still crush you to death." Mr. Zong said.

"You're talking so much, you're just telling me that I'm not as good as you, and I'm going to die no matter what, but does that make any sense?" Jiang Feng sneered.

I have to say that Mr. Zong is really very old-fashioned. If you are a person with a weak mind, you will probably be shocked by the shock. It is a pity that he is not included in this list.

Mr. Zong's expression remained unchanged, and he said, "It's best if you can recognize this fact clearly, and you don't have to make indifferent resistance anymore."

"I can hurt you, maybe I will kill you next time, what do you think?" Jiang Feng laughed.

"You're so naive." Elder Zong snorted coldly, and at the same time he was secretly shocked. This son's mental fortitude is rare in the world, and he is completely unaffected by his words. On the contrary, he still has a very strong rebellious mentality. Difficult to clean up.

"Let's do it, there's too much nonsense, it's useless except to show your guilt and fear," Jiang Feng said.

Mr. Zong laughed loudly: "It's really interesting. I forgot how many years no one dared to say such a thing to me. You are very arrogant, but I hope you have the capital of arrogance. To be honest, I only used eight points of strength before, and then I will attack with all my strength, I hope you can resist it."

"Coincidentally, I didn't go all out." Jiang Feng smiled slightly.

There was something strangely contagious about his smile, which made you feel that whatever he said was taken for granted, not that he was talking nonsense.

As soon as Jiang Feng said this, everyone under the ring froze, and then their minds were shocked. What was Jiang Feng talking about? He said he didn't make a move with all his strength?

Is this true or false?

Some people lowered their eyebrows in thought, some opened their mouths, and some people's eyes flickered, all kinds of emotions were endless.

"I hope so." Mr. Zong snorted softly.

He would not easily believe Jiang Feng's words, even if what Jiang Feng said was true, so what, could he still be his opponent?

Mr. Zong flipped his palm, and the air flow rushed out, and the surrounding air rolled, and immediately he clenched his five fingers together, forming a fist print. The huge fist, with many phantoms, blasted towards Jiang Feng.

"Take my move, if you are not dead, I can let you go today." Mr. Zong said.

This is his strongest killer move. If he still can't kill Jiang Feng, it means that he can't do anything about Jiang Feng. To say that he let Jiang Feng leave is of course just a perfect wording. In fact, how could he let himself fail? .

"It seems that you really lack confidence." Jiang Feng said in a low voice.

Even though it was said like this, it didn't mean to underestimate it at all. The long sword in his hand trembled, and the air flowed from the sword, and all the surrounding air was chopped to pieces.

The wind blows, the wind is like a sword, and the sword is strong, and it locks on the old man Zong in the distance.

"Da Luo Nine Swords, the second sword!" A voice sounded in Jiang Feng's heart, and the long sword in Jiang Feng's hand stabbed straight out. When the long sword came out, the fierce sword energy was like a river, colliding with Zong Lao's fist wind got together.

"Buzz!"

The air was turbulent, and under everyone's gaze, Mr. Zong punched Jiang Feng with an aura as if Mount Tai was overwhelmed.

"The old man said that the old man Zong is the peak cultivation base in the late stage of the prefecture level. To some extent, he almost touched the barrier of the heaven level. Now it seems that it is indeed the case." Dong Xuan said without blinking.

Not everyone can be lucky enough to encounter a battle at this level. It is an extremely important realization for him to watch the battle from the sidelines, which is of great benefit to his strength improvement.

The sword energy was blown away without a sound, and the wind of Mr. Zong's fist was irresistible. There was a crisp "bang", and the sword in Jiang Feng's hand was broken into two pieces, leaving only a small piece in his hand. sword.

"The sword is broken, Jiang Feng, you are dead now." Zong Yiping said excitedly.

The strongest strength that Jiang Feng displayed relied entirely on the long sword in his hand. Once the long sword was broken, Jiang Feng's strength would be at least [-]% off. How could he still resist the attack of Mr. Zong?

Jiang Feng was expressionless, calmly focused, and cast the second sword of Daluo Nine Swords. He didn't fully comprehend this sword, but he had [-]% to [-]% of the sword's intent. Just like that, the long sword in his hand still shattered.

Outsiders only saw that it was Mr. Zong who shattered the sword in his hand with a punch, but they didn't know that the long sword was broken in his own hand.

When the long sword was broken, Jiang Feng's mind was not affected in the slightest, but became more and more silent, without sadness or joy, and without being stained with dust. At this moment, his whole body entered a rather wonderful state. The comprehension of the second sword , In an instant, there was another [-]% more, reaching the half-stroke sword intent.

After half a stroke of sword intent, Jiang Feng's whole body seemed to have turned into a sharp sword, piercing the sky with a sharp sword aura.And the remaining half-cut sword in his hand couldn't withstand the impact of the sword intent, and it was all shattered, leaving only a hilt.

"Die." Elder Zong shouted loudly, and punched Jiang Feng's head with a destructive aura. He wanted to blow Jiang Feng's head off.

Suddenly, Jiang Feng turned around and stabbed Mr. Zong with the hilt in his hand.

"You want to kill me like this, it's just a dream." A ferocious smile appeared on Mr. Zong's face, and a fist with his left hand suddenly appeared, hitting Jiang Feng's lower abdomen.

With a "boom", Jiang Feng's figure flew out and landed a few meters away. However, the smile on Mr. Zong's face froze on his face in an instant. He lowered his head in disbelief, and then Seeing his chest, he didn't know when there was an extra hilt, the hilt was not kept at all, it was completely submerged into his body.

"This is—" There was a grunt sound deep in his throat, and Mr. Zong's pupils were rounded, and then, without any sign, he raised his head and fell to the ground!