Alien Powers: God of War Reborn

Chapter 1327 Sword Competition (3)
At this critical moment, he slashed his sword violently to the ground, taking advantage of the momentum to stabilize his body.Zhang Feng's fourth sword was already pointing at his throat.The slave owner's face was pale, and Zhang Feng didn't say a word, and the tip of the sword never left his throat.After a long time, the slave boss said sadly: "I lost..." Zhang Feng withdrew his right hand, took a few steps back, and said: "Brother was negligent for a while, so I took the opportunity." The slave boss snorted With a cry, he waved his single sword, attacking the general like a storm, and shouted: "This time I will attack first, and I can't let you take advantage." Stabbing his lower abdomen, the side of his upper body has already avoided the edge of his sword.The slave owner saw that his sword was coming swiftly, so he quickly returned to his single sword and threw it at his sword. He was confident that he would be able to smash his long sword into the air as long as the sword and sword meet.Zhang Feng grabbed the first strike with just one strike, and the second and third strikes came out in a steady stream, each strike was ruthless and accurate, and the tip of the sword never missed the opponent's vital point.The slave boss was unable to block, so he had to retreat again. After more than ten moves, he repeated the same mistakes and retreated to the courtyard wall.Zhang Feng's long sword slashed, forcing him to lift the sword to protect his lower body, stretch out his left hand, grasping with five fingers, just in time to grab the gap, the fingertips of the five fingers were less than two inches away from the Tanzhong acupoint on his chest, and his fingers remained silent.Seeing that his fingers were frozen, the slave boss obviously wanted to let him go.The two stood in a stalemate for a while, and Zhang Feng jumped back again.The slave boss closed his eyes to rest his mind, and suddenly he roared, and swung his sword to attack, with a sword going straight up and down, extremely powerful.At this moment, Zhang Feng knew all about his ways, and when his sword hit him, he turned sideways to the right, and the long sword sliced ​​towards his left shoulder.The slave boss returned his sword to meet him, but Zhang Feng's long sword had already been retracted and pierced his left waist.The gap between the slave owner's left arm and his left waist was less than a foot, but this time the sword, defending the center and attacking with the intention of counterattack, was so powerful that the sword swung straight out. Half a step to the right.Zhang Feng raised his long sword and stabbed at his left cheek.The slave boss raised his sword to block the fight, and the tip of the sword suddenly pointed to his left leg.Slave Boss can no longer block, take another step to the right.One sword after another, Zhang Feng attacked him all the way to the left side, forcing him to retreat to the right step by step, more than ten steps at a time, he had already forced him to the end of the courtyard wall on the right.There was a big rock wall blocking the way of retreat. The slave owner leaned his back against the wall of the hospital and danced seven or eight sword flowers. , The left leg of the trousers has been struck six times by the long sword.These six swords are all torn clothes and do not hurt the skin and flesh, but the slave boss is clear in his heart, each of these six swords can teach him to break his arms, break his feet, and cut his belly open. With a sound, he opened his mouth and spat out a big mouthful of blood.Seeing him spit blood after a big defeat, Zhang Feng couldn't help but feel apologetic, and said apologetically, "Brother, winning and losing is a common thing, why is it so? I was also defeated by some masters before!" The slave boss left Shan Dao shook his head and said: "Mr. Zhang, your swordsmanship is like a god. No one can beat you in this world. I will never be your opponent." Seeing the ugly face of the slave boss, Zhang Feng couldn't help but smiled and comforted him: "We are just sparring, aren't we? ? There is no victory or defeat, we just study and discuss to improve the common cultivation level, don't we?"

(End of this chapter)