Tang Feng was as powerful as thunder, moving quickly in the chaotic battlefield. Every time he made a move, one of the warriors would be killed. The liberated people from the three forces did not sit idle, but turned around to help others.
Under the circumstances, the Zhan family's situation is in danger.
The most powerful force in the world will fall today!
After killing more than a dozen people in a row, Tang Feng was covered in blood. As he was running, his steps suddenly stopped. He looked up and saw a familiar figure in the sky.
Tang Feng's eyes narrowed.
Zhan Kun!
The top master of the Zhan family who had severely injured Ling Yongyan! At this moment, Zhan Kun was fighting with Tang Dingtian. Tang Dingtian was only in the middle level of the spiritual level, but relying on the power of the Weeping Blood Spear in his hand, it was also amazingly powerful. Zhan Kun could not defeat him for a while.
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However, Tang Dingtian is also scarred now. After all, Zhan Kun is not that easy to deal with. Even with the magic weapon in hand, he cannot fight Zhan Kun for a long time.
Enemies are extremely jealous when they meet! The enmity between Tang Feng and the Zhan family was only caused by two people, one was Zhan Kun and the other was Zhan Wushuang. The latter had been killed, and now it was Zhan Kun's turn.
The hatred of Ling Yongyan who was severely injured will be settled today!
With a body like lightning, Tang Feng flew directly into the air. Before anyone arrived, his sword energy was already unleashed, and the fire dragon-like sword light fiercely attacked Zhan Kun. Zhan Kun was in the middle of a battle with Tang Dingtian, and he never expected that someone would sneak up on him. Waiting
When he reacted and tried to avoid it, who would Tang Ding give him this chance?
The Weeping Blood Spear was like a streak of blood, heading towards Zhan Kunza.
Zhan Kun tried his best to resist, but as soon as he blocked the power of Weeping Blood, he was devoured by Tang Feng's sword move.
"Haha!" Tang Dingtian laughed. Before his laughter fell, a blade flashed out from the fire, and soon, Zhan Kun's figure appeared intact.
The three of them formed a triangle, standing high in the air.
Zhan Kun's face was solemn, Tang Feng was full of murderous intent, but Tang Dingtian's face was majestic.
"Do you want to use more to bully the less?" Zhan Kun was secretly vigilant. During the last demon-slaying conference, he personally experienced Tang Feng's terror. He knew that even if he was a level higher than Tang Feng in cultivation, he would still be in danger of life and death.
If it were a battle, maybe he wouldn't be Tang Feng's opponent.
He didn't have the confidence to win every fight. Now that the opponent had another helper holding a magic weapon, how could Zhan Kun dare to act rashly?
"Brothers fight, father and son go into battle." Tang Dingtian sneered, "So what if the more bully the less?"
Tang Feng pointed the long sword at Zhan Kun from afar and said coldly: "Dad, this person once seriously injured one of your daughter-in-laws. If it weren't for her special constitution, your daughter-in-law would have died long ago!"
"What?" Tang Dingtian was furious, with murderous intent surging all over his body, and he glared at Zhan Kun.
Zhan Kun sneered: "So what?"
"Blood debt must be paid with blood!" Tang Feng roared, carrying a long sword, curling up a sword light, and facing Zhan Kun head-first.
"If you dare to hurt my daughter-in-law, I want you to die!" Tang Dingtian was also angry. A long spear came and went, shooting out gun shadows. In conjunction with Tang Feng's movements, he attacked Zhan Kun from left to right.
Zhan Kun looked solemn, and there were violent fluctuations of Gangqi from the sword in his hand. It was obvious that he was going to fight for his life.
The three of them instantly fought together, and two middle-level spiritual-level people fought together against a high-level spiritual-level person. Although they had the advantage in numbers, Zhan Kun was known as the top master of the four major forces before Zhan Kuang and Duan Wuyou escaped.
With a title, how can he be considered a mediocre person?
Even though he was one against two, Zhan Kun remained calm in the face of danger. He used the broadsword in his hand like an arm and used all kinds of exquisite moves to force Tang Dingtian and his son to be unable to break through his defense for a while.
I saw three figures in the air as fast as meteors, and I couldn't tell who was who. The sword energy, the light of the sword, and the shadow of the gun were intertwined among them, and a fierce collision broke out in that space.
The spiritual energy of heaven and earth is in chaos. Driven by this fierce and fierce fighting spirit, the flowing spiritual energy seems to be transformed into a blade, cutting the endless space.
There was a crisp clang sound, and three figures flew out in three different directions, and everyone suddenly paused.
After a confrontation, there was no winner, and all three of them were knocked back to where they were.
Zhan Kun snorted coldly and slashed into the air with the sword in his hand. Countless swords made of pure spiritual energy appeared in the air.
"The Zhan family's hundred swordsmanship!" Tang Feng sneered. He had seen this move before. The last time the Hu family fought against the master of the Zhan family, that person had used this move.
But at this moment, Zhan Kun was using it, and the power of this move was much more powerful than that day. There were about two hundred spiritual swords. Not only were the numbers greater than that of the day, but the lethality of these swords would definitely be much higher.
"Go!" Zhan Kun shouted angrily, and nearly two hundred swords flew quickly, covering Tang Feng and Tang Dingtian.
"Stars in the sky!" Tang Feng murmured in a low voice, and hundreds of hidden weapons suddenly appeared, like stars falling from the sky, flying around him. To deal with such a large number of attack techniques, stars in the sky were undoubtedly the best choice.
Tang Dingtian also made a move. A dragon roar came from the Weeping Blood Gun in his hand, and the gun spirit joined him. A huge dragon head behind Tang Dingtian was roaring upwards, exuding endless majesty.
The gun flowers bloomed and scattered several spiritual swords in the air.
At this moment, the three of them all used their best strength.
Ding-ding-ding-ding... a dense sound came out, Zhan Kun's Hundred Swordsmanship was unable to break through the seal between Tang Feng and Tang Dingtian, and was intercepted halfway.
"Endless sword light!" Zhan Kun roared again, and the big sword in his hand flew down in the air, heading straight towards Tang Feng.
The distance between the two was thirty feet, but with this sword strike, Tang Feng clearly felt the power of heaven and earth coming towards him from above. The power was so overwhelming that Tang Feng dwarfed and almost fell down.
"Feng'er, be careful!" Tang Dingtian was horrified and quickly warned.
Tang Feng had a stern look on his face. He looked up and saw a huge, outrageous sword light above his head, slashing towards him. The source of that sword light was exactly where Zhan Kun was, as if it was in Zhan Kun's hand.
The knife suddenly seemed to have grown countless times in size.
This was a full blow from a top spiritual level master, a blow that could shatter mountains and crack the earth.
The Qi machine was locked, and Tang Feng couldn't even dodge.
The only option was to resist forcefully! The remaining hundred hidden weapons around him condensed on top of his head as Tang Feng's hands danced, converging into one point.
The huge sword light fell down and struck hundreds of hidden weapons. A whooshing sound was heard and several hidden weapons were knocked away.
Tang Feng fiercely mobilized the Gang Qi in his body, trying hard to keep the hidden weapon intact. Zhan Kun was also roaring, the veins on his neck were exposed, and he used virtual pressure with his hands to control the sword light to cut downwards, threatening to kill Tang Feng.
The wind cuts through this place.
This is a pure fight to the death! The qi of both sides collide in mid-air, and you come and go, you retreat and I advance. In such a battle, no one can help, although Zhan Kun has given up all his defense now,
But Tang Dingtian didn't dare to attack him at all.
Because once this deadlock is broken, things will never be easy for Tang Feng. Only by relying on Tang Feng's own strength to overwhelm Zhan Kun can he remain intact.
But Zhan Kun is at the pinnacle of the spiritual level after all. Although his strength is not as good as that of a century-old monster like Zhan Kun, it is not something that Tang Feng can resist under normal circumstances.
The huge sword light pressed down inch by inch, and the hundreds of hidden weapons condensed by Tang Feng clanked, as if they could no longer hold up.
"Feng'er, hide now!" Tang Dingtian cried out in fear.
Tang Feng sneered and looked at Zhan Kun from a distance of dozens of feet.
"Are you going to die, or am I going to die?" Zhan Kun asked coldly.
"It's you who will die!" Tang Feng suddenly stopped resisting, and the huge sword light directly split the hidden weapons in the way, and slashed towards Tang Feng's head with the power of destroying the world.
Zheng……
There was a sound of a bowstring being pulled, and countless hidden weapons scattered, as if they turned into sharp arrows that were leaving the string, pulling out afterimages in mid-air and disappearing in a flash.
The sword light fell, Tang Feng's head turned to the side, and he was slashing on the shoulder.
There was a muffled groan, and Tang Feng fell to the ground like a meteor.
"Feng'er!" Tang Dingtian shouted in fear and hurriedly chased after him.
After Tang Dingtian pulled Tang Feng out of a big hole on the ground, he burst into tears for a moment. A huge gap appeared on Tang Feng's shoulder, and blood gurgled out.
Zhan Kun's blow was not even completely resisted by the indestructible armor. If it hadn't been cushioned by the force of the fall, his entire arm would have been chopped off.
"I can't die!" Tang Feng coughed out a ball of blood and forced himself to stand up.
"I'll kill him!" Tang Dingtian held the Weeping Blood Gun and rushed to seek revenge on Zhan Kun.
"No need, he's already dead!" Tang Feng waved his hand and looked toward the sky through the dust and smoke.
Since Tang Feng fell, Zhan Kun has been standing in mid-air, his body as steady as a mountain, motionless. But at this moment, a lot of blood suddenly appeared on his body, he staggered slightly, and fell down.
How could Zhan Kun not die despite being injured and triggering the God-controlling attack? Tang Feng couldn't avoid his attack, and he couldn't avoid Tang Feng's attack either, but the final outcome was completely different.
As soon as Zhan Kun died, the remaining members of the Zhan family lost all will to fight. Their ancestors were gone, and the enemy was so powerful. If they continued to fight, wouldn't they be asking for death? They immediately jumped out of the battle circle one by one, trying to escape.
But how could the Gu family and the Soul-Slaying Sect give them a chance to survive? They took advantage of the fact that they had no intention of fighting and attacked from behind. Not a single member of the Zhan family escaped, and all the masters above the spiritual level were killed.
The smell of blood permeated the air, and the Zhan family's main residence, which had been inherited for a thousand years, was full of ruins and ruins.
The Zhan family has been destroyed!
To be continued...