Not far away, a violent wave of energy came, making Long Feitian's heart tremble. He quickly ran out, and within a moment, the roar of the fight was heard.
When Long Feitian flew forward for about a mile, the two men were covered in blood and their faces were pale. The protective halo on their bodies became rippling like water waves. Even the sharp sword in their hands was broken.
The desperate martial arts master appeared in Long Feitian's sight.
The place where they were located had long been devastated by Jian Mang, with all the trees and weeds disappearing. The sword marks struck by the sword energy were like poisonous snakes, all around them.
Not far away, several broken corpses lay there, some of them bleeding gurglingly.
"Go to hell..."
A Martial King in blue clothes with a slightly fat body roared, fighting spirit surged out wildly, the sword in his hand glowed with golden light, and the sharp aura caused ripples in the surrounding space.
"It's not certain who will die."
Another man in red clothes, who looked like a bloody man under the bright red blood, sneered, and the sharp sword in his hand suddenly burst out with a blood-red light. Then, the surrounding air suddenly burned, forming a
A huge fire cloud caused the surrounding temperature to rise suddenly.
As the two waved their hands, golden light and fire clouds suddenly flew out.
"boom……"
The two met instantly and erupted with a shocking roar, just like a magnitude 10 earthquake. The trembling earth caused Long Feitian in the distance to stagger.
Immediately afterwards, a terrifying energy storm swept out with countless fireballs, violently bombarding the two of them, and they were thrown away like pebbles.
But the energy storm still didn't give up and continued to devour everything around it.
A moment later, when the energy storm dissipated, everything around him disappeared, leaving only a large pit hundreds of meters wide, and the two Martial Kings fell on the edge of the pit, except for one head, their whole bodies
All were buried under soil and stone debris.
Long Feitian did not rush over, but stood in the distance, watching the two people struggling there. Although they quickly removed the stone chips and soil from their bodies, the two people could not make it in the end.
When he stood up again, the blood in his mouth gushed out like spring water.
Neither of them spoke, they just looked at each other coldly, then sat cross-legged on the ground and started practicing with their eyes slightly closed.
"The master is indeed not comparable to ordinary warriors." Long Feitian looked at the two of them, and he could tell from the auras they emitted during the fight that they were both nine-star martial arts kings.
Although it looked very strange for the two enemies to be recovering while sitting face to face, Long Feitian knew in his heart that only a master with extremely rich fighting experience would do this.
Because at this time, both of them are at the end of their game. Based on the current situation, neither one can kill the other. The only hope is to recover earlier than the other.
Therefore, even if they only have a little time to talk at this time, the two are not willing to waste it, because it is related to their victory or defeat.
Seeing that the time had come, Long Feitian smiled and walked forward.
Feeling Long Feitian approaching, the two recovering people suddenly opened their eyes and looked at Long Feitian. Even though they were seriously injured at this time, their eyes were still as sharp as a sword, making people feel like there was a sharp sword being held up.
In front of him, he could be stabbed into his body at any time.
"You two, there's no need to worry about it. You can't scare me with just your eyes." Long Feitian smiled and said, "I haven't just arrived. I know your situation as much as you do!"
Upon hearing this, the expressions of the two of them changed, the sharp look in their eyes suddenly darkened, and their faces became paler.
"Little brother, looking at what you are wearing, you should be a warrior from Nansheng, right?" The warrior in red looked at Long Feitian and asked, while the warrior in blue next to him had a dark expression, but he did not speak.
Instead, he closed his eyes again and recovered.
"Yes, I am a warrior from Nansheng." Long Feitian said respectfully to the warrior in red: "I wonder who the senior is, why he is fighting like this with others here, and who is he?"
"As expected, he is a warrior from Nansheng." The red-clothed warrior said with joy on his face: "I am a deacon from the Zhao family, one of the four major families. That man is a master from the Wang family of the Ancient Forest Empire. They came to participate in our Nansheng this time.
The empire auctioned off a lot of training resources, and we were ordered to rob and kill them to prevent them from getting these resources and becoming stronger and suppressing us."
As he spoke, he sighed and said: "It's just that we underestimated their strength. We didn't expect that they actually hid a Nine-Star Martial King. As a result, all our troops were wiped out. Little brother, he has no ability to resist at all now.
You kill him quickly, and you must not let him bring things back to the Gulin Empire, otherwise we don’t know how many people in Nansheng will die at their hands in the future.”
"Oh..." Long Feitian had an expression of sudden realization, and turned to look at the warrior in blue. Feeling Long Feitian's gaze, the warrior in blue frowned, opened his eyes, looked at Long Feitian, and said with a smile: "Although I am Gu Lin
People of the empire, but among us warriors, the concept of country is not very strong. Everything depends on strength. As long as you are strong enough, no matter which country you go to, the other country must treat you with respect. I don’t know what I said, little brother.
Right?"
"Yes." Long Feitian nodded and said, "But what does it have to do with us now? I can't reach this level with my strength, right?"
"Of course your current strength cannot reach this level, but with your talent, you will definitely reach this level eventually." A smile appeared on the face of the blue-clothed warrior: "I can tell from the clothes on your body, little brother.
You should not be a descendant of any big family, and even if you are, you are definitely not a direct descendant."
Long Feitian glanced at the clothes he was wearing. It was just a very ordinary warrior uniform. There were even two holes in it because of the previous fight. No wonder the warrior in blue would say that he was just an ordinary warrior.
After a pause, the warrior in blue continued: "Although you have outstanding talents, little brother, a warrior cannot rely solely on talent. He also needs resources, spiritual stones and elixirs. But with your strength and current abilities, these things are not enough."
They are all too far away from you, and it is impossible for you to imagine them."
Hearing this, the red-clothed warrior's face changed and he quickly interjected: "Little brother, don't listen to his nonsense. He is stalling for time. When he stabilizes the injured force in his body, you are definitely no match for him. Take action quickly.
Kill him."
After looking at the warrior in red, Long Feitian looked at the warrior in blue and said with a smile: "I know you are healing, but I really want to know what you are going to tell me in the end after talking so much?"