1015: C1015 Winning

C1015 Winning

"If we continue fighting like this, something will happen to one of them." Seeing the two of them take out their weapons, Gu Jingwei became even more anxious. He was regretting his decision of messing around with the two of them back then.

"It's only been a few years since we last met. I didn't think that monkey would become so powerful. No, I have to think of a way to separate the two." Bi Qiantong took out her colorful fan. Her eyes were unsteady and she was in a dilemma. She knew very well how powerful the fan was and how useless it was to fan the two of them. It was impossible to separate the two of them, but if she were to point it at one person, she would be injured for a long time.

On one side was her extremely angry Homo Clan friend, and on the other side was the Yuan Family's most outstanding disciple that Second Sister was going to marry into. She felt that her brain wasn't enough, and her eyes drifted about, unable to make a decision.

"Rumble!"

The two of them clashed once more, swords and sticks intersecting, the clanging sound endless, creating an extremely wonderful melody in this ancient wasteland. It didn't matter if people with no cultivation level heard this, they would still admire it as a piece of music, but the two spectators were ordinary, so they could clearly see the shadows of the swords sliding past.

On the battlefield, Yuan Thirteen was extremely shocked. After many rounds of fighting between the two, he could discover that their opponents were only at the seed dao realm, and had yet to experience a breakthrough to form a tree, but instead, their bodies could collide with his body, which was at the middle stage of the inverted spirit realm. He was not disadvantaged at all, moreover, they had not run out of energy for such a long period of time.

Boom!

Another collision occurred. Yuan Thirteen roared furiously. The golden stick transformed into a vast ocean and pressed down on him from all directions. But that Homo Clan youth, like a thunder god wielding a sword, brandished a sword screen in a flash and blocked it all.

At this moment, Lin Feng no longer had his usual pure smile on his face. He had killed a madman, it was as if a pot of boiling water was placed on his chest. This kind of evenly matched battle was extremely enjoyable for him. Bolts of lightning shot out from all over his body and his speed was extremely fast. Once again, he charged towards Yuan Thirteen.

"Kill!" There was no retreat in this battle. He had to win, and the arrogance in his heart prevented him from losing to Heaven's Pride, who had a lower cultivation level.

Yuan Thirteen didn't give up on this opportunity. Golden divine iron was constantly floating up and down, falling down from the sky and locking onto the back of Lin Feng's head, emitting a dazzling multicolored light. The mottled inscriptions on the rod could vaguely be seen, compressing and shattering the space.

"Not good, something really is going to happen! Quickly save them!" Her voice woke Bi Qiantong who was still conflicted. Looking forward, she found that it was a world shocking scene.

A weak figure coughed out blood, his two hands grabbing horizontally onto the Heavenly God Pillar, forcefully stopping the divine iron from falling. A ray of light that pierced through the horizon burst out from behind him, enveloping the entire area, and there, a gigantic bow that was transformed from a sea of lightning appeared.

A deadly threat surged into Yuan Thirteen's heart. He trusted his intuition and decisively gave up on the golden divine iron. Inscribing from his body, he threw out a silver necklace from his neck, forming a three-meter tall shield to protect his body.

"Shua!"

The Longsword unleashed its most terrifying attack. As it flew through the air, almost no traces of movement could be seen, and in just an instant, the golden light made contact with the silver white shield.

Boom!

In the end, Lin Feng and Yuan Thirteen both vomited blood and were sent flying backwards. Both of them were in an extremely miserable state. The clothes covering their upper bodies had disappeared, and their bodies were covered in bloodstains. It was hard to tell just how many wounds there were.

Lin Feng struggled to stand up, and his right arm weakly swayed in the air. He used his physical strength to withstand the opponent's attack, and used this time to create a fatal opportunity. Many people would think that such actions were courting death, but he had experienced too many life and death battles, so he was experienced in adversity. He was well aware that only in this way would he be able to quickly end this battle and achieve victory.

At this time, the opponent's appearance was even more miserable. Yuan Thirteen was nailed to the ground by a Longsword and seemed to have died. He crawled on the ground as if he had died, his eyes were blurry and his hands were behind his back in frustration. However, he had finally used up all his strength and was unable to lift his hands. Lin Feng's most powerful strike, which had been triggered by the phenomenon of the electric sea, was able to pierce through mountains and rocks.

"I've won this battle." Lin Feng slowly moved to his side and grabbed the Longsword. With a pfft sound, he pulled it out. Immediately, fresh blood flowed out, and a red stream appeared on the mountain.

"Leave your name." Looking at Lin Feng's departing figure, Yuan Thirteen roared unwillingly.

"Homo Clan, Lin Feng."

Just as Yuan Thirteen was about to faint, he saw a blurry figure in the distance, as well as two anxious faces. He finally smiled and muttered to himself, "It's a draw, I didn't lose."

When Lin Feng woke up, it was already night time. His wounds had been treated and a scar had formed. He was lying on top of a large bed. His clothes were torn and torn, and he was wearing a loose white robe.

The Gu Clan's courtyard was quiet and peaceful. All sorts of medicinal herbs were coming from outside, refreshing and intoxicating.

"You're awake." Bi Qiantong pushed the door open and walked in. She was dressed in a light blue dress and looked beautiful. Her eyes were bright and her face was pale and bright. She looked like a young fairy from the immortal realms.

For a moment, Lin Feng was stunned, he stared straight at Bi Qiantong's beautiful face, causing her to blush, and said awkwardly: "How long have I been unconscious for? How did you get back? "

"What are you still talking about? Yesterday, you insisted on trying to be brave. You fought against Yuan Thirteen alone and passed out due to severe injuries. You scared us so much that we brought you back quickly." Her snow-white face carried a trace of excitement as she said, "You're famous in Heavenly Demon City now, yet the haughty Yuan Thirteen actually did not seal the news. All the residents here know about your Homo Clan Heaven's Pride."

When Lin Feng heard this, he couldn't help but fall into deep thought. A proud and arrogant Archaic Descendant heir had gone against his usual character and spread the news of his defeat. If there wasn't some twist in the middle, he wouldn't believe it at all.

"Stop thinking about it. The one who should be feeling upset is not you, but me." Gu Shiyou brought a middle-aged man with a pale face and no beard into the room as he helplessly said.2

"This is..."

Lin Feng was puzzled. After he had lived in this small courtyard, he had never seen Gu Jingwei bring in any Gu family members other than the servants. Furthermore, from the looks of the place they entered, this middle-aged man in gorgeous Daoist robes definitely had a high status.

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