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Volume Two, Temples, Rivers and Lakes Chapter 90, Just Don't Remember!(2/2)

"Hahaha!"

He was laughing wildly, because he was excited about capturing the son of a rebellious minister who had not completed his work in the world or in the temple. He, Wang Feng, was destined to become famous after this battle, so he was naturally reused by the prince.

How can you not be crazy?

"call!"

Zhao Zhengli looked cold and made a subversive move. He even took the initiative to attack with a knife.

"Hmph! You don't overestimate your capabilities!"

As a strong master, Wang Feng looked down at an ant, with the two-eared halberd in his hand filled with true energy. He raised one arm and smashed it hard at the oncoming young man in plain clothes.

"Bang!"

The halberd fell without hesitation, but at the critical moment, the young man in plain clothes moved sideways like a ghost, and the scimitar in his hand curled around his wrist and cut towards Wang Feng's thick arm.

"bass!"

The handsome Wang Feng raised the corners of his mouth in disdain, and with a slight flick of his fingers, he shot out a burst of Grandmaster level energy to repel the scimitar that was one foot away.

Zhao Zhengli staggered back, and the scimitar in his hand almost escaped. For him who is now in the Little Grandmaster realm, the power of this finger is majestic and vast, almost the limit of what he can bear. Such a good opportunity is resolved by the opponent with a flick of his finger. This is the advantage of the realm.

Wang Feng did not give him a second chance. He flicked out his finger and swept the halberd. The strong energy that came with it was like a burning flame, pointing directly at the back of the staggering plain shirt.

"when!"

Zhao Zhengli focused all his strength on the scimitar in his hand, but Wang Feng was not at the ordinary Grandmaster level. His tactics and foundation were as solid as a rock. The halberd he swung with one arm was almost invincible in the same realm, let alone Zhao Zhengli who was at the Little Grandmaster level.

"Bang!"

After resisting the blow, Zhao Zhengli's arms suddenly hurt and he lost consciousness.

"Bang bang"

Before he could turn around, Wang Feng connected two big halberds.

"Puff"

Zhao Zhengli finally suffered a loss in his realm. No matter how quick his reaction was, he could not escape the lock of the master's strong Qi. The continuous three halberds made blood surge from his mouth. It was suspected that he had been hit by a wild bear. The Qi was turbulent and his Dantian trembled. He stepped back and stuck to the ground.

The ground slipped several feet before he could stabilize his body, leaving two long scratches on the post road with his feet.

"Buzz!"

Zhao Zhengli's state fluctuated, his internal organs surged, a nameless energy swelled, and pain spread throughout his body's meridians, blood and bones, as if his body had been forcibly dismantled and reorganized.

The pain is like a whip, the crack is like Nirvana, and suddenly I feel something in my heart.

The restless heart was surprisingly peaceful at this moment, which was caused by the mysterious feeling in his body in recent days.

"Bo"

Zhao Zhengli, in a plain shirt covered in bloodstains, had clear eyes, his face was like a flat lake, and his thoughts entered an ethereal and mysterious realm.

In the distance, Wang Feng was furious. The three consecutive critical strikes of his halberd should have smashed it into pieces, but the opponent was actually intact, and it actually provided an opportunity for a breakthrough.

"Hoo ho!"

The double-eared halberd in Wang Feng's hand was dancing wildly in a hurry, and waves of manic energy were stirred up. He concentrated all his strength to stop him, his eyes were as fierce as a wolf, and he vowed to finish off the young man in plain clothes.

"Whoosh"

No matter how violent his moves were, Zhao Zhengli looked calm, his plain clothes were frivolous, and his body was as clever as a leopard, he could avoid the fierce attacks by a hair.

"Buzz"

The eight-foot plain clothes are intertwined with Taoist charms, and they dodge the master with their hands behind their backs, forming a dazzling scene in the night sky.

Zhao Zhengli is enlightening his mind, gathering momentum, and looking for the right path.

At this moment, Wang Feng has undoubtedly become a stubborn stone for Zhao Zhengli to polish his realm.

The five great masters in the night sky were aware of the mysterious aura.
Chapter completed!
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