After saying this, Ying Long rushed towards Feng San with his black sword. The pitch black sword was surrounded by a dark light, as if it absorbed all the surrounding light.
The black sword carried astonishing power and slashed at Feng San's spear.
clang!
The two weapons collided violently, and a terrifying storm swept across instantly, spreading to 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 made him extremely surprised. He really didn't expect Ying Long to be so terrifying. strength.
The black sword was originally very short, but it slowly pressed down his spear. Under normal circumstances, this was impossible to happen.
The weapon itself is very long, so when swinging the spear, more force is required. Generally, in a competition of strength, the party using the spear will not lose.
But in this duel with Ying Long, Feng San, as the one using the spear, actually lost to Ying Long in terms of strength.
This was simply beyond Feng San's imagination.
If it had been before, Feng San might have considered the gap between him and his opponent, and then chosen to give up.
But now that his brother had died in their hands, he naturally couldn't give up so easily.
The three brothers have grown up together since childhood, and their mutual affection is beyond what ordinary people can imagine. They once swore together that they would practice together under the Demon King and gain a long life.
But who would have thought that after this battle, one of the three brothers would die. 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 also stared at Ying Long with anger on his face, as if he was ready to fight to the death.
Seeing this scene, Ying Long was helpless. Maybe before this, there was still a possibility of convincing Feng San, but now in this situation, it is simply impossible to convince Feng San. His brother was killed. He must be seeking revenge.
Thinking of this, Yinglong also decided not to talk nonsense with him anymore. Since it was impossible for him to give up, let's do it. Anyway, in Yinglong's view, it was easy to defeat Feng San in front of him.
Ying Long twisted the black sword in his hand and stepped hard on it. With this force, Ying Long's whole body turned into an arrow and flew towards Feng San.
The power of this blow was very strong, and the speed was extremely amazing. In Feng Sanyi's blink of an eye, the black sword was already in front of Feng San.
Looking at the black sword so close, Feng San raised the spear directly to his body without saying a word, blocking the sword.
Although he was blocked, he was pushed back by this huge force, and his feet left two traces on the ground.
Seeing this, Feng San also knew that something was not good. If he continued like this, he would be suppressed by Ying Long until he finally lost to Ying Long or died in Ying Long's hands.
So without saying a word, Feng San once again increased the spiritual energy in his body and poured it all into the spear in his hand.
Buzz!
With the infusion of a large amount of spiritual energy, the spear instantly erupted with a buzzing sound. Feng San also used this power to directly stop his retreat, and then used his backhand to force Ying Long back.
Facing Feng San's sudden increase in strength, Ying Long was also quite surprised, but he also knew that Feng San was a monster after all, and his strength was definitely not bad.
But, 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 again, and Feng San tried his best to resist Ying Long's attack.
Although Ying Long has the bloodline advantage to suppress Feng San, it is not that easy to defeat Feng San in a short time. In other words, if you want to defeat Feng San, you can't defeat Feng San without showing some real skills or the best ability. It's absolutely impossible.
Since he couldn't win head-on in a short period of time, Yinglong began to think of some tricks.
He was going to sell a flaw to Feng San. With Feng San's current state of anger, let alone see through his plan, he could only maintain the fight by relying on the belief in his heart to avenge his brother.
The black sword in Ying Long's hand suddenly disappeared from his hand and reappeared behind Feng San.
Feng San naturally noticed this attack. Without saying a word, he turned around and shot the black sword directly away.
After beating the black sword away, Feng San also had a sneer on his face:
"Yinglong, you made a faint move. It's impossible for such an attack to hit me. Moreover, you have lost your weapon now. Aren't you putting your life in my hands?"
The moment he said this, Feng San rushed towards Ying Long, and this time the speed was even faster than before. It was obvious that Feng San planned to kill Ying Long directly with this blow. Yinglong.
Seeing Feng San running toward him at an exaggerated speed, Ying Long's face not only showed no surprise, but instead looked confident, and even had a faint smile on his face.
"I really don't have any brains. I can follow such obvious tricks. It would be too boring to have you as my opponent. I'd better just kill you."
Just when Ying Long was talking to himself, Feng San was already in front of Ying Long, and the spear in his hand was already aimed at Ying Long's chest. If he hit Ying Long this time, Ying Long would die here on the spot.
Just when Feng San's spear was about to hit Ying Long, the black sword appeared again. Different from before, the black sword at this time had penetrated 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, just to wait for you to use the killing blow, which is when your defense is at its weakest, to kill you. ”
Feng San looked at Ying Long in disbelief. He really didn't expect that Ying Long would use such a method.
"Yinglong, my elder brother will never let you go. He will definitely ask us for revenge. Just wait. I will wait for you in the underworld, waiting for you..."
Before he finished speaking, Feng San had completely expired, and the vitality in his body completely disappeared at this moment.
"Hey, why bother? You can live, but you must choose death, hey..."
Ying Long sighed helplessly, leaned over and took out his black sword, and then walked towards Yang Jian.
Although the battle with Feng San just now was full of dangers, Ying Long did not consume much spiritual energy. It could even be said that it was almost not consumed. So what he wants to do now is to help Yang Jian.
From Feng San's words just now, Ying Long understood that the eldest among the three of them had the highest level of cultivation and had already touched the realm of Hunyuan Golden Immortal. Although he had not yet completely entered this realm, it was only a step forward. Difference.
Although Yang Jian is also a late-stage quasi-sage, it is not that easy to defeat Feng Da alone, or in other words, the possibility is not high. This is why after the fierce battle, Ying Long still wanted to help Yang Jian.
Not long after, Yinglong arrived at the battlefield between Yang Jian and Feng Da. At this time, Feng Da's eyes were red, and his body was surrounded by blood-red aura. Astonishing murderous intent spread out, even those who had just rushed over. Ying Long also noticed the terrifying killing intent on Feng Da.
"Hey, after the death of two brothers, I have completely entered a state of rage. In such a state, it is almost impossible to talk to him."
Ying Long shook his head helplessly, drew out his black sword and jumped into the air to help Yang Jian.
Facing the furious Feng Da alone, Yang Jian couldn't bear it. Roaring Sky Dog was already on the verge of death after being slapped by Feng Da. He fell to the ground with blood flowing from his nose and mouth.
Although Yang Jian cares about his partner, Yang Jian doesn't have time to take care of Roaring Sky Dog now.
The moment he saw Ying Long coming, Yang Jian was a little surprised. He turned his head and glanced at Ying Long, and then said:
"Why are you here? Your opponent has been dealt with?"
Ying Long nodded, then turned to look at Feng Da,
"If it weren't for the fact that two of his brothers died, how could he be in this state?"
Feng Ziran also noticed Ying Long rushing over, and he could feel his brother's blood from the black sword in his hand. At this moment, Feng Da immediately stared at Ying Long with red eyes and roared angrily:
"Is it you who killed my brother?"
At this point, Yinglong naturally had no need to deny it. After nodding, he spoke to Feng Da:
"Your Demon King sent you here to die. What difference does it make if you die early or later?"
Although he already knew that his brother was dead, when Feng Da heard this sentence with his own ears, Feng Da still couldn't control his emotions. Driven by anger, he also pulled out a fistful of blood with his left hand. Blood red sword.
Originally, Feng Da already held a big ax in his right hand, but now a big knife appeared in his left hand. At this time, Feng Da held weapons in his left and right hands and rushed towards Yang Jian and Ying Long.
It has to be said that Feng Da's fighting ability is really strong, even if Yang Jian and Ying Long join forces, it will be very difficult to cope with it.
After Ying Long caught Feng Da's attack, there was a hint of surprise on his face. He really didn't expect that Feng Da, who was also a brother, was so much stronger than Feng San.
"Er Langshen, do you have any trump cards? If you do, take them out quickly. If you have any reservations, we two brothers may die here."
Hearing Ying Long's words, Yang Jian also frowned slightly, and then whispered to Ying Long:
"I need you to help me delay for a while before I can use my strongest move. Can you do it?"
When Yinglong heard this, he was also quite depressed. Facing such an opponent, he had to deal with it alone. This was too difficult for him.
But looking at Yang Jian's vow, Yinglong could only bite the bullet.
"Okay, you go and get ready, and I'll stop him."
The moment he said these words, terrifying spiritual energy burst out from Ying Long's body, and he Ying Ying took the initiative to rush towards Feng Da with his black sword.
You must know that Feng Da's cultivation level is higher than that of Ying Long. If he faced Feng Da alone, he would definitely not be his opponent, but in order to help Yang Jian delay time, he had to go.
Since he decided to deal with Feng Da alone, Yinglong naturally did not dare to have any reservations. All the spiritual energy in his body was mobilized by him. At this time, Yinglong had reached his strongest fighting state.
Uh-huh!
With a muffled sound, Ying Long disappeared on the spot, and the next moment, the black sword in his hand was already slashing at Feng Da.
Although Yinglong has used all his strength, in Feng Da's view, it is still nothing more than this.
I saw Feng Da using the big ax in his right hand to catch Ying Long's attack. At the same time, the big knife in his left hand also slashed towards Ying Long's body.
At this time, it was impossible for Ying Long to take back the black sword to resist, so he directly abandoned the black sword in his hand, jumped over Feng Da's head, and barely managed to avoid Feng Da's attack. hit.
The blow missed, Feng Da did not stop at all, his body turned quickly, and the weapons on his hands were also drawn behind him.
Ying Long had his back to Feng Da at this time, but although he didn't see Feng Da's movements, Ying Long had already rolled forward and avoided Feng Da's attack.
This was Ying Long's superb fighting instinct. The moment he landed, he knew that Feng Dahui would use such an attack, so he evaded it without saying a word.
It was precisely because of this roll that he avoided Feng Da's almost fatal blow.
Feng Da didn't expect that Ying Long could dodge this blow, but he immediately stepped towards Ying Long and rushed towards him.
Ying Long had not yet stabilized his body at this time. Although he had sensed Feng Da behind him, he could only keep rolling forward to avoid Feng Da's attack behind him.
Bang bang bang!
Feng Da's weapons kept hitting the ground, and big pits appeared one after another on the ground.
Yinglong was in a very embarrassed state now. He kept rolling forward and didn't even have time to stand up.
Feng Da's offensive became more and more fierce. Finally, at a certain moment, Ying Long couldn't dodge and was stabbed firmly by Feng Da.
The power of this sword was not light, it directly knocked Yinglong several hundred meters away.
puff!
Ying Long couldn't help but vomit blood, and blood flowed down the corner of his mouth, but he didn't even have the time to wipe the blood, and stood up directly, and the black sword in his hand appeared instantly.
The moment the black sword appeared, Feng Da's attack arrived again.
The two weapons slashed at Ying Long one after another. Although Ying Long already had weapons in his hands at this time, he was still unable to parry Feng Da's attack.
At this moment, he couldn't bear it anymore and shouted to Yang Jian loudly:
"Yang Jian, if you don't come over, I'm going to die here! Don't you want to collect my body for me?"
As soon as Ying Long finished speaking, Yang Jian came to his side in an instant,
"Leave the rest to me, go and treat your injuries." (End of Chapter)