Xu Hong didn't say anything but quietly looked at Feng Ming who was still lying on the ground like a dog. He watched quietly and waited quietly. He wanted to know what choice Feng Ming would make. The relationship between the two at this moment
The sound of air flowing could be heard, and the atmosphere of the entire elixir palace seemed very weird. I don't know how much time passed, but the wind started to stir. I saw him slowly stand up and his eyes flashed quickly.
A trace of brightness quickly turned into a pitiful look and asked Xu Hong weakly: "Can I keep such a distance from you?"
"What! Just now you said that you would carry out any of my orders without hesitation. Are you going to regret it now?" Xu Hong pretended to be unhappy. Xu Hong knew that Feng Ming was different from Wang Chui.
He begged to surrender to himself without any principles, and his disobedience was clearly revealed. After the move just now, he kept looking at himself from a distance, and even when he was crawling and barking on the ground, he did not dare to surrender at all.
As he got closer, Xu Hong knew where his real weakness was.
"No, no! This is my only request. Apart from this matter, I will carry out any request you have without hesitation, really, really!" Feng Ming waved his hand quickly, confirmed again, nodded and bowed.
"Really?" Xu Hong looked at Feng Ming with joking eyes and asked in a questioning tone.
"Really, really, it's definitely true this time!" Feng Ming nodded desperately ten meters away from Xu Hong, as if he wanted to nod his head until it broke to show his loyalty.
"Okay, then I will believe you for a while. You see, this is me you hurt just now. In order to show your apology and absolute loyalty to me, now you use the fatal soul-breaking knife in your hand to cut off your entire arm.
Take it all off! I don’t know if you can do this?" Xu Hong said with an expressionless face and a cold tone.
"You've been playing tricks on me for a long time. You made me bark like a dog just to anger me. And you made me come to your side and take off my left arm just to make it easier to kill me. Okay.
, I will compete with you today. Even if this life is really decided here, I will drag you to be buried with you, come on!" Feng Ming finally saw through Xu Hong's conspiracy, and saw that he finally spoke with great pride once again.
He had given in and begged for mercy again and again, only to receive insults and new conspiracies again and again. At this moment, he finally saw that the other party had no intention of surrendering at all, but just wanted to play a trick on him.
"Okay, this is what the master of Lingfeng Palace looks like! Let me tell you, Wang Chui has more backbone than you. Even if I want to surrender, I won't recruit a pustule who can only beg for mercy. I can tell you with certainty,
Death is your only destination after meeting me!" Xu Hong said with a smile. His words were so confident and full of contempt for Feng Ming. Xu Hong said this just to further stimulate Feng Ming's fighting spirit, because he still had
He wanted to see the magic of Feng Ming's sword technique. Although Feng Ming's speed still posed a great threat to him, Xu Hong knew very clearly that only between life and death could he maximize his potential and let himself
The understanding reaches the extreme.
"Death, I said that even if I die, I will make you my backer. Now, use all your skills to show me what kind of death I will do!" Feng Ming suddenly became averse to death again.
Dao. Feng Ming thought that since the other party had cut off his way of begging for surrender, the only way he could do it was to treat himself as a dead person. Now he would avenge himself who was about to die. This way of putting himself at risk made Feng Ming become a
Looks fearless.
"Okay, come on! What I want is an opponent like you." Facing the avenger-like Feng Ming, Xu Hong said excitedly. The Ruyi Sword lying quietly on his shoulder finally moved again, Xu Hong
Hong once again pointed the tip of his sword at Feng Ming ten meters away. The air passed by the sword tip made gentle sword sounds, as if the Ruyi Sword was shouting excitedly, and its powerful opponent was killed by the Soul-Destroying Knife.
Waiting for it in front of it.
Feng Ming, who was holding the soul-destroying sword tightly, had once again emitted murderous aura that was stronger than before when Xu Hong stabbed him with the sword. This was the real beginning of the life-and-death battle. Feng Ming and Xu Hong
He suffered a big loss in a head-on confrontation with his strength, and in terms of speed, he had easily cut off a large piece of meat on Xu Hong's left arm. With such a sharp contrast, Feng Ming quickly decided on his opponent Xu Hong's method.
It's speed. He will constantly pester Xu Hong in terms of speed, and will do everything possible to kill Xu Hong under his own soul-breaking knife.
Ruyi Sword now pays attention to the word "quick", but when Xu Hong thought that his sword had touched Feng Ming's forehead, Feng Ming disappeared. Although all this was sudden, it was also within Xu Hong's expectation. The previous
The lesson taught him well. When he stabbed Feng Ming with his sword, he had already used his powerful spiritual consciousness to firmly lock Feng Ming's position. At this moment, Feng Ming was as if Xu Hong had carried out satellite positioning.
All movements of the body could not escape the observation of Xu Hong's spiritual consciousness, so when Feng Ming's figure disappeared, Xu Hong immediately reversed the Ruyi Sword and stabbed himself in the back, and at the same time, he flashed to the left because Feng Ming was standing there.
Behind him, the fatal soul-severing knife in his hand was slashing towards his head, intent on splitting him in half. Feng Ming's killing move was a fierce one, which clearly shows his hatred for Xu Hong.
Feng Ming was greatly surprised by Xu Hong's timely avoidance and counterattack. From the sensitivity of Xu Hong's reaction, it can be seen that all his actions seemed to be in Xu Hong's hands.
It was within Hong's expectation.
Xu Hong managed to avoid Feng Ming's fatal attack by using his powerful spiritual knowledge and foresight. This was a bold attempt, which could be said to be a gamble with his life, but the facts proved that Xu Hong won, and he finally found a way.
This is a method that can deal with Feng Ming's strange sword skills and speed. Although Feng Ming was surprised that Xu Hong could detect his intentions in time, he still tried his best to keep himself calm and retrieved the fatal Soul-Severing Knife in time.
Pushing aside Xu Hong's sword that was stabbing him again. Xu Hong didn't seem to want the Ruyi Sword to be picked up by Feng Ming. When Feng Ming's soul-destroying sword was about to hit Ruyi Sword, the Ruyi Sword quickly retracted.
The fatal soul-severing knife in Feng Ming's hand failed again. A series of failures made Feng Ming doubt his own sword skills and he became even less confident in the face of Xu Hong, but Xu Hong did not give him a chance to breathe.
The Ruyi Sword in his hand had truly reached the realm of Ruyi. The Ruyi Sword that had just retreated was like a wandering dragon, stabbing Feng Ming's Niwan Palace again.
Feng Ming has been in a passive situation after these moves. Seeing Xu Hong's sword pointing at his Niwan Palace again, he naturally did not care about attacking Xu Hong but once again quickly used the back of the knife to protect his Niwan Palace.
place, but Xu Hong seemed to want to keep teasing Feng Ming. Just when Feng Ming's knife was attached to the Niwan Palace, the Ruyi Sword's attack direction changed again. The Ruyi Sword in Xu Hong's hand climbed up to Feng Ming.
In Ming's heart, Feng Ming learned his lesson this time. He knew that if he only used the Soul-Destroying Sword to block Xu Hong's Ruyi Sword, he might not be able to do what he wanted, so he used his body skills and the Soul-Severing Sword in his hand.
They started to move together. Feng Ming took advantage of his own speed and adopted a method of retreating before advancing. His body retreated at a speed that seemed fast but not fast, slow but not slow, while the life-threatening fragment in his hand
The Soul Sword also did not forget to block the attack of Xu Hong's Ruyi Sword. After all, Xu Hong's powerful spiritual advantage could not completely fill the speed gap with Feng Ming. Feng Ming's retreat finally allowed him to get rid of Xu Hong's continuous attacks.
, to get himself out of the decadent situation, and Xu Hong could only stare at Feng Ming, who had already distanced himself from him at this time, and sighed in his heart that he had lost a perfect opportunity to kill Feng Ming.
The two were now looking at each other from a distance of about ten meters. In this round of fighting, Xu Hong used his powerful spiritual knowledge to decipher the route of Fengming Sword Technique, and launched a series of attacks in succession. There was no doubt that
Taking the initiative in the battle, Feng Ming's already depressed mood was dealt a heavy blow. Of course, Xu Hong also encountered new confusions. No matter how high his soul cultivation level was, he could only detect Feng Ming's body and death.
The trajectory of the Soul-Severing Sword's motion means that he can have the advantage in close combat. However, if Feng Ming keeps confronting him from a distance, then he will have no chance to get close at all, so how can he kill him?
Where's Feng Ming? Feng Ming's heart is also beating. His own speed clearly had the upper hand before, and he could easily cut off the muscles on the opponent's left arm. Now the opponent's speed may not have improved much, but how did he change?
It seems that his whole body is covered with eyes, and he knows his intentions at any time and at any time. Not only does his attack collapse before he succeeds, but his defense is always in an extremely passive situation. Feng Ming knows that if this continues, he will not be able to win this battle at all.
There is no possibility of winning. Maybe the way to deal with the enemy in front of you at this time is to escape! But you are trapped by the opponent's formation, so you can only play a chasing game with him to keep yourself and the opponent in the same position.
Ten meters away, Feng Ming didn't know what the meaning of doing this was. He only had one belief in his mind right now, which was to let his life live for a while. Even if he was barely alive, it was still alive in his mind.
To live is to hope, and of course he himself does not understand what basis this hope rests on.