Chapter 190

Hearing Jiang Ming's words, Zhao Feng felt a little sore in his heart. The strength of the few of them is quite good, but unfortunately they are vulnerable in front of each other. This makes them feel very uncomfortable. They did not expect that they would would be so weak.

"You guys don't care about me, leave quickly, he is much stronger than you all, we are not his opponent at all, I'm afraid you will be caught by him, so, you run away quickly, don't worry about me up."

Jiang Ming shook his head and said.

"No, no matter who you are, we will never leave you alone to escape."

Hearing Jiang Ming's words, Zhao Feng's face darkened, and he refused without hesitation.

"Little brother, you should stop resisting, let me kill you all today, hahaha, a bunch of trash, today is your death day." The black-robed man laughed wildly.

"Hmph! If you want to kill us, I'm afraid you don't have the qualifications to do so. Even if we are killed by you today, it will be our honor. After all, we were once all-powerful figures, and we are all extremely talented warriors."

“Haha, yeah? Then try it!”

A ferocious look appeared on the face of the man in black robe, and he waved the iron rod in his hand, attacking Jiang Ming with the sound of piercing through the air.

Seeing such a scene, Zhao Feng and Liu Ruyan's expressions changed drastically, and there was a hint of worry in their eyes.

The two of them wanted to step forward to help Jiang Ming, but their strength was too low, and they were no match for the black-robed man at all, which made them very anxious.

However, at this moment, Jiang Ming suddenly took out a spell.

"go."

With a flip of Jiang Ming's wrist, the talisman turned into a stream of white light, which appeared on top of Jiang Ming's head in a blink of an eye, and then exploded suddenly, and a cloud of white mist fell from it, turning into white lotus flowers. The man in the black robe enveloped him away.

"What the hell is this?"

"Damn it, you dare to attack me with a spell."

"Break it for me."

Feeling the white lotus flowers above his head, a look of shock flashed across the face of the man in black robe, and then he swung the black iron rod in his hand towards Jiang Ming again.

"Boom~"

The black iron rod carried a sharp sound of wind, and smashed fiercely on the white mist. There was a muffled sound, and the white mist released by Jiang Ming exploded instantly, turning into white air waves. Spread out towards the surroundings.

"No, this fog is very strange. Let's get away quickly, otherwise we will be in trouble."

Seeing this scene, Zhao Feng and Liu Ruyan quickly pulled Jiang Ming and hid to the side.

Although the white mist is very thin, the energy contained in it is very powerful. Once it is contaminated, the consequences will be very serious.

With the disappearance of the white mist, Jiang Ming's face was pale, and he vomited a big mouthful of blood when he opened his mouth, and there was a painful expression in his eyes.

Seeing this scene, Zhao Feng quickly helped Jiang Ming up.

"Little brother, are you okay?"

Seeing the mouthful of blood that Jiang Ming spat out, Zhao Feng felt extremely distressed and quickly asked with concern.

Seeing that Jiang Ming was injured, he was very angry.

"Hehe, you are really a group of ants. I don't know where you jumped out of the ants, but you also want to challenge my patience. You are courting death!"

The black-robed man sneered, staring at Zhao Feng and the others with cold eyes.

"Really, then let you taste my strength." Zhao Feng roared, and the Qingfeng Sword appeared in his hand again.

"Hmph, I'm really overestimated. I'd like to see how strong you, a brat like you are, have to fight against me."

Seeing the Qingfeng Sword in Zhao Feng's hand, a sneer flashed across the face of the man in black robe, and he swung the black iron rod again, hitting Zhao Feng hard.

Faced with another attack from the man in black robe, Zhao Feng did not dare to be careless and stabbed the man in black robe with his Qingfeng sword.

Seeing the Qingfeng sword stabbing towards him, a sneer appeared on the corner of the black-robed man's mouth, and the iron rod in his hand swept across, directly sending the Qingfeng sword flying.

Zhao Feng's body was thrown flying by the black-robed man's stick.

puff!
Zhao Feng felt a huge oppressive force, couldn't help spitting out a mouthful of blood again, his face became paler and paler.

"Boy, is this your strength? You are still far behind."

The black-robed man looked at Zhao Feng who was lying on the ground, his eyes were full of ridicule.

Zhao Feng's face was extremely gloomy, and his eyes were fixed on the black-robed man.

He was also secretly glad that Jiang Ming had reminded him just now, otherwise he would probably have become a corpse by now.

"Don't be too complacent, my cultivation speed is not slow, and one day I will surpass you." Zhao Feng stared at the black-robed man with a burning gaze, with determination shining in his eyes.

A strong aura suddenly erupted from his body, and the spiritual power in his body was continuously circulating, the muscles all over his body were tense, and there was an extremely fierce aura exuding from his whole body, like a sharp knife drawn from its sheath, extremely sharp.

"Hehe, I would like to compete with a talented young genius like you. I hope you won't let me down." The black-robed man glanced at Zhao Feng contemptuously, with a playful smile on his face.

"I'll let you know how stupid your words are."

Zhao Feng's eyes suddenly shot out a bright light, and he jumped up with the Qingfeng sword in his hand, and the Qingfeng sword in his hand slashed fiercely towards the black-robed man.

Seeing Zhao Feng's attack, a disdainful smile appeared on the corner of the black-robed man's mouth.

"Small tricks."

A look of disdain flashed in the eyes of the black-robed man, and he swung the iron rod fiercely towards Zhao Feng.

Bang bang bang.
Immediately, there was a burst of clear and crisp sounds, and the weapons in the hands of the two were intertwined continuously, colliding with dazzling sparks one after another.

"Hmph, your skills are nothing more than that." Seeing the attack in Zhao Feng's hand, the black-robed man sneered, and the speed of swinging the iron rod in his hand became faster and faster.

Although Zhao Feng's attack was sharp, it was still much inferior to that of the man in black robe.

"Hmph, even if your skills are very good, it's a pity that your realm is too low, it's not enough to watch at all."

The man in black sneered coldly, a chill flashed in his eyes, the iron rod in his hand spun again, and hit Zhao Feng fiercely again.

Seeing the black-robed man's attack coming again, Zhao Feng hastily waved his long sword to meet him.

clang!
The two weapons collided with each other, and a fierce collision sound resounded in the entire valley.

"Boy, even if your cultivation has reached the peak of the ninth level of bone tempering, you are still not my opponent. You should obediently admit defeat." The man in black sneered.

"You're dreaming!"

Zhao Feng gritted his teeth and looked at the black-robed man, a flash of determination flashed in his eyes, the anger in his eyes seemed to be gushing out, and the Qingfeng sword on the palm of his hand shot out a dazzling light again, and continued to slash towards the black-robed man.

Bang bang bang.
As the two continued to confront each other, although Zhao Feng's attack did not pose a fatal threat to the black-robed man, relying on his powerful defense and unpredictable speed, the black-robed man felt an invisible deterrent.

(End of this chapter)

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