After waving his hand and sending out a sword, Yang Cheng watched quietly in the dense forest.
Seeing Zheng Long blocking the Qingming Sword with just one move, Yang Cheng's eyes flashed, and he had a clearer understanding of Zheng Long's strength.
In terms of strength alone, Zheng Long will definitely surpass Yang Cheng.
Fortunately, when monks fight in martial arts, as long as they are not a higher level, they don't judge their superiority based on their cultivation.
Although facing three people, Yang Cheng was not too sure.
What's more, there is also a middle-stage foundation-building monk whose cultivation level is a small level higher than his.
But if Yang Cheng doesn't dare to challenge today and shrinks back, then he won't be able to stay in Fanhua City any longer.
And judging from the opponent's posture, even if he doesn't want to fight, the opponent may not let him go.
In fact, Yang Cheng was in a hurry to refine the Tiangang Sword Jue sword embryo, and then started practicing the Tiangang Sword Jue non-stop. He vaguely knew in his heart that he was preparing for this day.
Since this battle is unavoidable as promised, Yang Cheng has no other choice but to use troops to block the water and earth, and then accept the attack.
In this way, in the dense forest that he was more familiar with, and at a one-on-three disadvantage, it was reasonable for Yang Cheng to take the lead.
Compared with the consumption of spiritual power, he does not have much spiritual power converted from the sword embryo now, and he will definitely not be able to compare with Zheng Long.
Once caught in a wheel battle, it would be difficult for Yang Cheng to make a comeback.
As for how to fight next, Yang Cheng will definitely choose the way of fighting.
It is the most unwise approach to fight Zheng Long right from the start.
Yang Cheng must quickly deal with the other two first, and then compete with Zheng Long alone.
After taking a look, the three of them were not gathered together, but slightly separated.
After restraining the fluctuations of spiritual power in his body, Yang Cheng tapped his toes and ran out, disappearing into the dense forest.
Yang Cheng dared to play one-on-three, and Zheng Long knew he was a veteran.
In fact, I felt a little regretful that I shouldn't have messed with a monk like Yang Cheng who was extremely experienced in martial arts.
Because you simply don’t know who of the two sides killed more people.
It is very possible that they were licking the blood from the knife edge and eventually got themselves trapped in it.
But in fact Zheng Long also felt aggrieved.
Since you are so powerful and powerful, you should rent a house in the cave across the Jingmeng River.
Why pretend to be a pig and eat the tiger? Come to the city and pretend to be poor, so that everyone thinks that Yang Cheng will be a good cannon fodder.
Of course, such thoughts only flashed through Zheng Long's mind.
What replaced him was an even firmer determination to kill Yang Cheng.
Zheng Long walked forward, paying attention to both sides from time to time.
To be honest, the moves that Yang Cheng can perform are extremely limited, and Zheng Long also vaguely guessed it.
Now let's see who has a higher level and who will have the last laugh.
He placed his two men on both sides, which may not be a trick to attract Yang Cheng to take action.
Otherwise, seeing that there is no chance at all, Yang Cheng would just choose to retreat, and he would have no choice at all.
As we go deeper and deeper, the light in the dense forest gradually dims.
Zheng Long was loose on the outside and tight on the inside, waiting for Yang Cheng to take action.
"puff!"
A faint voice came from the subordinate on Zheng Long's left.
In the early stages of foundation building, after the monks walked past a tree, a piece of soil suddenly exploded under the tree.
A black shadow bounced high from the middle, and with a wave of his hand, a ray of light flashed through.
When the monks reacted in the early stages of foundation building, the light passed through their chests.
Following the black shadow without any delay, he ran forward and disappeared into the shadow.
When Zheng Long rushed over, what was left to him was a lifeless corpse.
"Bang"
The magical weapon Zheng Long just sent out, after cutting down several trees, returned to Zheng Long's hands without success.
"hateful!"
Zheng Long felt a little cold in his heart and said bitterly.
Just now he was only paying attention to his surroundings, and he didn't even think much about the ground.
If Yang Cheng ambushed him, he couldn't guarantee that he would be able to escape.
From this we can see what kind of opponent he is facing!
The dignified monks in the foundation building period actually did everything they could.
In fact, this was usually Zheng Long's method against the enemy, but now that Yang Cheng was using it on them, he couldn't bear it anymore.
Seeing that another subordinate was a little uneasy, Zheng Long motioned for the other person to close the distance between him and him.
Although he felt a little distressed after killing one of his men, Zheng Long remained calm.
As long as Yang Cheng dares to show any flaws, the only thing that will greet him is death!
As for people who have no flaws, at least Zheng Long has not met them yet.
Yang Cheng made a large circle and came to Zheng Long's right side, his chest heaving violently as he gasped for breath, and he observed carefully.
Seeing the distance between Zheng Long and his men getting closer, he frowned slightly. This made Yang Cheng's plan to defeat them separately more difficult and dangerous.
It is both a bait and a trap. This is the game between Yang Cheng and Zheng Long.
Let’s see who shows up first!
However, the sneak attack without using any spiritual power just now consumed Yang Cheng's physical strength too much. Now, he can no longer act like this.
With a cold snort, Yang Cheng revealed his figure.
Zheng Long immediately discovered that a magical weapon was swiftly slashing towards Yang Cheng.
Yang Cheng pointed with both hands, Qing Ming Sword, Luo Jin Pagoda, and the small blades were released one after another, hitting the opponent.
Among them, the Qingming Sword and the opponent's magical weapon clashed for a while, and then got out of the way.
Luojin Tower flew towards the opponent with a small blade.
Zheng Long sent out his second magic weapon, but was stopped by the Falling Gold Pagoda again, and the small blade was thrust diagonally towards Zheng Long.
Zheng Long took his time and controlled the magic weapon to return to defense and deflect the small blade.
The Golden Tower immediately followed and shrouded Zheng Long with a hazy light, seemingly to protect him.
Zheng Long was surprised, his expression changed, and he immediately looked to the other side.
His men were fighting against the Qingming Sword, but the exquisiteness of the Tiangang Sword Technique made the opponent feel a little uncomfortable.
At this time, Yang Cheng had already beckoned to take back the small blade, and with a strong force of his arm, he threw the small blade at Zheng Long's men as a hidden weapon without any spiritual power.
Then there was another slight "pop" sound, and the small blade flashed forward, diagonally piercing Zheng Long's body from the side, and penetrated out.
"Bang"
Zheng Long knocked down the golden pagoda, and the two magic weapons struck Yang Cheng one after another.
"ding ding"
Qingming Sword returned to defense in time and blocked two attacks, but the door opened wide again, causing Yang Cheng to break out in a cold sweat.
Zheng Long seized the opportunity and the two magical weapons took turns to attack. Although Yang Cheng was exquisite in the Tiangang Sword Technique, he lost the opportunity and could only passively resist.
Relying on the stronger magic power, Zheng Long's every blow is full of power and powerful.
Yangcheng fought and retreated continuously.
For a time, only trees fell in pieces in the dense forest, and bursts of rumbling sounds were heard.
Taking advantage of the wide view in the dense forest and the gradually brightening light, Zheng Long immediately flew into the air and chopped down Yang Cheng from a high position.
Seeing this situation, Yang Cheng did not lag behind. He also fought in the air and began to fight.
With a wave of Yang Cheng's hand, a small flag turned into a black flag two or three feet in size, and headed toward Zheng Long.
At the same time, Luo Jin Pagoda was guarding him, commanding the Qingming Sword to leap up, allowing Zheng Long to taste the combined attack.
"Huh, what a small trick!"
Zheng Long looked at the soul object in the black flag and said coldly.
Then he patted the storage bag and took out a white bead the size of an egg. After the spiritual power was input, his spiritual light suddenly glowed, and he raised his hand to hit the black flag.
After a moment of stalemate, the black flag's light was faintly restrained by the white light, and it began to retreat bit by bit.
Immediately afterwards, the opponent split the Qingming Sword's blockage again and slashed hard at the Luojin Pagoda, causing the Luojin Pagoda to tremble above Yang Cheng's head.
"Ding ding ding..."
Just like this, after every three or four strikes, the Qingming Sword would be split open by the opponent, and then directly attack Yang Cheng.
Yang Cheng's heart sank.
He didn't know how many times the Falling Gold Tower could withstand such attacks, but under full defense, his spiritual power was consumed very much.
Looking up at Black Flag, Yang Cheng gave the order with an expressionless face.
After the black flag flashed for a moment, it immediately gradually shrank lightly and flew towards Yangcheng.
Seeing Yang Cheng take back the small flag, Zheng Long showed a sneer and also took back the white beads.
Yang Cheng frowned slightly, then flashed and began to swim in the air.
Zheng Long saw Yang Cheng rotating around him, so he was not in a hurry, so he stood quietly, commanding the two magic weapons, and continued to attack Yang Cheng.
Under this, the opponent's magic weapon began to exert force, and Yang Cheng slowly fell into passivity again.
However, Yang Cheng's eyes were cold and flickered occasionally, as if he was thinking of something.
"Huh!" Zheng Long sneered in his heart when he saw this.
If Yang Cheng still wants to stand up under such pressure, then he must be a late-stage foundation-building monk.
Of course, Zheng Long had never seen or heard about the long nights and many dreams. At the critical moment, he would not relax and give Yang Cheng a chance.
Immediately afterwards, Zheng Long activated his spiritual power again and increased his strength to attack Yang Cheng.
Yang Cheng's two magic weapons, one offensive and one defensive, were of good quality, and Zheng Long had already seen that.
But with such a powerful chop, as long as it is not a magic weapon, Zheng Long believes that it will be broken open in a short time, and then Yang Cheng will die.
Although he felt a little distressed, compared to killing a powerful enemy, Zheng Long would definitely choose the latter.
Yang Cheng carried Zheng Long's offensive and also fought back with all his strength regardless of the consumption of spiritual power.
Every time Zheng Long deployed a magical weapon, Yang Cheng took advantage of the situation and launched the Qingming Sword, slashing at the opponent fiercely.
In this way, it somewhat relieved Yang Cheng's pressure.
Following Zheng Long's repeated pressure, Yang Cheng manipulated the Falling Gold Tower to create a gap, and the Qingming Sword also stuck to the opponent's magic weapon.
Seeing that the opportunity had arisen, under the infusion of Yang Cheng's spiritual power, he opened his mouth slightly, and a silvery white light flew out and hit Zheng Long at an extremely fast speed.
Silvery white light flashed over, and after Zheng Long waved his magical weapon to defend himself, it broke through the magical weapon in front of Zheng Long with an extremely sharp "click", and then directly penetrated Zheng Long's chest with the remaining force, and penetrated from behind.
Then it flew into the air.
After circling in the air, it let out a weak whine, then accelerated towards Yang Cheng, and was swallowed into Yang Cheng's mouth again.
"Pfft"
However, just as the silver light screamed, Yang Cheng couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood, and the aura on his body immediately became unclear.
"what is that......"
Zheng Long opened his eyes wide, looked down at the hole in his body in disbelief, then raised his head and stared at Yang Cheng, struggling to speak, but before he finished speaking, his eyes went dark.
Yang Cheng's face was pale and gloomy. He threw several pills into his mouth in succession, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with his sleeves, stepped forward to collect several magic weapons floating in the air, and dropped them to the ground.
After a while, Yang Cheng hurriedly disposed of the body and picked up all the belongings. His sword rushed into the sky, turned into a blue rainbow, and flew away into the distance. This chapter has been completed!