The Ghost of Fog
Chapters 278. Determinations
The woman lay limp with eyes bulging and blood spurting from the mouth. His pale skin and unmoving chest up and down proved that this man was no longer breathing.
His left hand was severed to the extent of his wrist, his neck spurted a great deal of blood and when seen, his head tilted in an abnormal angle. His neck was almost broken.
A Yin, one of the five true warriors of the Unsurpassed Devil, was killed at the hands of the Ghost Girl.
Zhang Qiaofeng collapsed with an unflappable breath like a fish thrown ashore. On his left neck, there was an elongated scratch wound that shed blood.
His knife in his left hand was broken to the handle, but because of this his life is still willing to cling to his body.
"Huh..luckily, I almost died.." he muttered repeatedly as if he could not believe what had just happened.
Just when the Yin sprout was about to touch his neck, Zhang Qiaofeng moved his left hand and tilted his head. Using his dagger, he managed to restrain the speed of the whip from hitting his neck.
The dagger was broken, but the A Yin whip was able to be deflected by it and only grazed a little neck and shoulders. But the strong connection from his right dagger earlier was actually able to sever the veins on the neck of A Yin.
Zhang Qiaofeng heard the approaching footsteps, he glanced over to find Chong San and Wang Ling Xue walking up to him.
"Teacher.senior....Lin Tian.please help Lin Tian." he said softly in a worried tone.
Chong San and Wang Ling Xue looked at each other for a moment then smiled. "Sweet girl, why are you worried about her? I saw you almost quarreled with him." Wang Ling Xue said.
"Please.there's no more time.." said the girl later.
"Oho..lover quarrels?" with a annoying smile, Chong San said.
"Teacher.don't joke at a time like this.he.." neither did his words finish, Zhang Qiaofeng had fainted first. Wounds on the wrists, neck and shoulders completely drained his blood and made him weak. As a result, his power was drained for just a few words.
Chong San lifted up Zhang Qiaofeng's body, then Wang Ling Xue went over to Kang Lim and lifted him up anyway.
In his carriage, Chong San whispered, "Don't underestimate your lover's a moron boy! It's a self-respect fight, if I interfere, it could be that he'll kill me!"
"He must have won!" he continued while stroking Zhang Qiaofeng's head.
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I don't know how long the fierce fight between the two old enemies has been going on. They fought with the initial intention to win their respective factions. But the longer the fight went, the more it became clear that they were moving and attacking based on the flames of vengeance.
The screeches that accompany the clanking of their swords always adorn the course of the fight. The blinding lightning of the eyes made everyone have to close their sighting senses when the heat and cold clashed.
After hundreds of moves passed, and saw around him was already invisible to his friends, and there were only corpses scattered. So Zhang Heng and Lin Tian became even fiercer.
They exert knowledge to the maximum level, even forcing the army to retreat a few more steps.
"Swings!"
Lin Tian was quite surprised by Zhang Heng's unexpected attack. Scrolls of black rays were seen snatching as soon as the man threw his sword.
Lin Tian ducked down to dodge and quickly charged forward. But his sharp ears managed to feel the desing of the weapon behind him, forced him to throw himself to the side to avoid Zhang Heng's sword sliding back towards its owner.
"Wrong, what the fuck was that?"
Zhang Heng lunged forward. Seeing his opponent using such a strange stance, Lin Tian was unwilling to lose.
He used the techniques taught by Zhang Hongli. A technique he had not used for a long time. That is a technique that allows the user to play two silat sciences at once.
So as Zhang Heng moved close, his feet did a ditch based on the book of Inner Peace. Then his sword pierced according to the Heaven Painter's sword or Lotus Flower. Lin Tian made a strange move, but every second Zhang Heng was unable to guess where the next attack would be.
"Fuck up!" zhang Heng thrust his sword.
Lin Tian parried in a manner swinging the sword from the bottom up. So that Zhang Heng's sword was raised high above the head.
But he changed that movement into the last skill of Lotus Flower swordsmanship. It was a lightning thrust that simultaneously sent a violent wind wave.
"Ohhhhh!"
"Swuusssh!"
Zhang Heng bounced away. But luckily he had time to fend off using his sword, so that the internal injuries he suffered were not too severe.
"Uhuk.." The two both spewed out a mouthful of fresh blood.
Presumably there was an error in the combination of Lin Tian's moves earlier, thus making his muscles and body unprepared which resulted in himself suffering from injuries.
"Ugh...have not used this technique for a long time, I became a little stiff." he lamented inwardly.
There was no chance for him to complain any longer since Zhang Heng had already jumped forward again. He had to deal with this with a sword thrust to break Zhang Heng's slash.
I do not know how long the fight took place and everyone is still waiting faithfully. Even until the goddess of the night rose, the two were still fighting desperately.
"Until when will they continue to compete? Don't you have any fatigue?" Minghao.
The Zhang Qiaofeng who had woken up was only able to look on with worry. So limp, even to sit down he had to lean on the shoulder of Yin Mei who faithfully wrapped her hands around her waist so that the nonaanya did not fall.
Hour after hour passed and almost midnight, the fight had not yet reached its end. The longer everyone gets tense. No one feels sleepy here even though it's night.
The movements of the two people began to slow down so tired. But apparently none of them are willing to give up before dying.
Zhang Heng's mask had been destroyed, replaced by a battered face here and there, something not much different happened to Lin Tian.
"Yyaaaahh!" Lin Tian screeched and thrust out a sword.
Zhang Heng dodged and stabbed back, but the two of them bounced back because of their clashing swords.
There is no such thing as magic or deep energy. Both of them were currently purely using physical strength alone.
"Teacher..help...." Zhang Qiaofeng begged. But Chong San was only silent.
The two mortal enemies looked at each other with hunting breaths. Their eyes were sharp sending out flames of fury that never went out.
"Let's end this." said Zhang Heng.
"Okay, last attack!"
The two of them prepared, holding each other's swords tightly. The two prepared the horses and looked at each other fixedly.
"Yeahhhh!"
With a thumping cry, the two advanced together and thrust the sword at the same time.
"Jully!"
"Jen!"
It was then that Zhang Qiaofeng's eyes widened and it was as if his entire strength had returned to shout out loud.
"Lin Tiaaann!!!"
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