A figure flashed in the distance, and Fat Maitreya noticed it alertly, and immediately directed Feijian to attack.
Click...dang...
The flying sword accurately pierced Qin Feng's chest and nailed him to a big rock.
"Hahaha, boy, do you think I don't know about you hiding behind my back?" Fat Maitreya smiled arrogantly. He shook the bracelet on his right wrist and said, "I might as well tell you the truth, this Something that allows me to see what’s behind me.”
Qin Feng began to struggle, but he was nailed to the stone and it was impossible to break free.
Fat Maitreya continued: "Don't do useless work. My flying sword is specially made. Without my instructions, no one can escape. You should appoint me. Of course, if you are willing to give up your body, Yuan Ling is You can escape, if you don’t believe me, try it.”
Just kidding, once the body of a cultivator is destroyed, the spirit will only be tortured. This is common sense.
Seeing that Qin Feng remained silent, he added: "Where's the girl with you? You should be with her. Maybe you can find a chance to attack me instead of coming here to die alone. Why, it hurts so much that I can't even say anything." Can’t you even say it?”
That was not Qin Feng himself at all, so how could he possibly speak? He was an illusion of Jin Tingyu.
The real Young Master Qin had successfully approached Fat Maitreya ten meters away.
"Hey, you really didn't say anything, okay, then I'll pull out your tongue first, hahaha." Fat Maitreya walked over with brisk steps.
Suddenly, Young Master Qin shot out from the diagonal stab, hitting the opponent's chest with his flying sword, followed by his flying right foot.
The right foot carries a layer of spiritual power, and this kick can break stones.
Bang...
Fat Maitreya's body was kicked away, and during this time, his chest was pierced by a green steel sword, leaving a horrific bloody hole.
Plop...
He fell heavily to the ground, and blood spurted out from the wound crazily. He really couldn't understand why there were two Qin Feng.
Looking up, Qin Feng, who was nailed to the stone, was still struggling desperately.
"Haha, it's strange to be here, isn't it?" Young Master Qin came from behind, holding the Jin Tingyu in his hand, and said with a smile: "I might as well tell you that this thing can turn out realistic scenes. You have been fooled."
Fat Maitreya was bleeding from the corner of his mouth, staring and said: "Jin Tingyu, isn't Jin Tingyu Han Yuxuan's magic weapon? Why is it in your hand?"
Young Master Qin shrugged: "As expected of an innkeeper, he is indeed well-informed. You might as well ask Han Yuxuan this question. He is waiting for you at the Lord of Hell. Why are you glaring at me? Are you not convinced?"
"You killed Han Yuxuan." Fat Maitreya asked.
"Now that you've guessed it, I can't let you live." He smiled more meaningfully and said, "Yes, he wanted to cause trouble for me, but he was killed by me, just like you now Same, your results are the same."
Fat Maitreya's body began to tremble: "Friend, I think there is a misunderstanding between us. How about canceling this matter? Don't forget, I have helpers, and without my help, you can't even think of leaving here."
Qin Feng reached out to catch the green steel sword that flew back, and said: "Your helper is dead, and I also know how to control the fog, isn't it the stone millstone, so I won't bother you. Don't worry. Go find Han Yuxuan, we are brothers in distress, you will definitely have a happy chat."
Fat Maitreya was even more surprised. He didn't expect Xiao Er to die so soon.
You must know that although the guy in the waiter is wretched, he is also a veteran in cultivation, and he has the strength to reach the mid-level. Seeing that Qin Feng is unscathed, it shows that his strength is definitely much better than the waiter.
How did he know that Young Master Qin was only at the peak of the Transformation Stage, and the reason why he was able to successfully succeed had a lot to do with the sneak attack.
Just like Fat Maitreya, his level is mid-term, one level higher than Qin Feng, but he was still seriously injured when he met him.
"Boy, do you really want to choose between you and me?" he asked in a deep voice.
"For people with evil intentions like you, I will never give them a chance to change their ways." Young Master Qin sneered and said: "What you call a write-off is just a temporary measure. Once you get over it, you Would you still be so polite?"
After being exposed what he was thinking, Fat Maitreya's face turned red and he roared: "Boy, let's die together, we don't know who will win."
Qin Feng waved his hand and said, "I firmly believe that it is you who will die."
"Yeah, let's see." Fat Maitreya's flying sword was obviously several levels higher than the blue steel sword, and flew towards Qin Feng with a sharp sound of breaking through the air.
Young Master Qin was calm and commanded the green steel sword to greet him.
when……
The two swords collided, sparks shot out, and the green steel sword was shaken and moved backwards rapidly. In a head-on collision, it was indeed no match.
Fat Maitreya's face regained a lot of confidence. He could see that his opponent was a master who could only use flying swords, so it would be easy to deal with him. Even grinding him could kill him.
Qin Feng fought and retreated, not caring about the immediate gains and losses. There was such a big blood hole in the opponent's chest. Even if it bleeds, he could die. I'm so excited.
Soon, both of them got used to this fighting method of flying swords against flying swords, but little did they know that this was Qin Feng's conspiracy.
Fat Maitreya's attention was all focused on the flying sword. He didn't notice at all that Mr. Qin's mouth was silently reciting something.
Ice pick.
An ice pick more than two feet long fell from the sky. This was Lin Caiwei's trick to deal with the genetic orcs last time. He thought it was very practical. Afterwards, he pestered Meili Lin to teach her for a few days. I have to say that Young Master Qin is a smart kid, and it was easy for him. Learned.
Fat Maitreya heard the sound of breaking through the air above his head, and subconsciously took a step to the side, but he couldn't get past his head, and the ice pick stabbed his chest heavily from top to bottom.
When the spiritual defense shield was pierced, the ice pick also turned into pieces of ice, but the freezing effect was still there.
Half of his chest turned white, with a layer of frost hanging on the surface.
"Hahaha." Fat Maitreya laughed, patted the wound that had stopped bleeding due to freezing, and said with a smile: "Boy, I have to thank you, otherwise, just the bleeding will kill me. Now Okay, my wound was treated in time, why didn’t I think of using freezing method?"
Nima.
Qin Feng cursed in his heart, this was really a mistake, but he didn't expect to end up helping that guy.
"Come on, taste the lightning and thunder, you will die without a body." Fat Maitreya directed the flying sword to continue attacking, while folding his hands together, his lips moved up and down quickly, and his originally sunny face The sky suddenly became overcast.