Chapter two hundred and forty-eight terrible results
Qi Feiyang forced himself to gather his energy and held his breath to fight with the opponent.
Elder Tian, who came from a poor family, was frightened. If this continues, it is impossible for Wu Tianzhu to win.
It seemed impossible for him to defeat the young man in front of him.
Because the opponent kept dodging and his kicking skills were also very strange, he was unable to win for a while.
"Forget it, if Wu Tianzhu loses, I can just run away." Elder Tian of Han Men already had a plan, so he stopped thinking about it and focused on dealing with the young man in front of him.
Qi Feiyang and Wu Tianzhu were beaten and the ground was covered in devastation and there were potholes everywhere.
Everywhere the strong wind sweeps, it's like a corner of the table has been cut off, and a pit appears.
They fought in the air and gradually moved away from here.
In fact, the fighting power between the two of them is no longer strong, but because they are both weak, they cannot withstand much of a battle. Just a simple touch to each other may be too much for the body.
Elder Tian, who was from a humble family, looked worried. Where was Wu Tianzhu, who said he would kill Qi Feiyang? Now there is no trace of him.
He wanted to catch up and see what happened, but Qin Guan stopped him with a long sword.
"Your opponent is me. You can't go anywhere today." Qin Guan said slowly.
"Okay, okay." Elder Tian from Hanmen pointed at the other party angrily: "The younger generation is to be feared, the younger generation is to be feared."
As he spoke, he suddenly made a move and swung his right palm forward.
The five fingers are like five sharp swords, shooting out five needle-like white lights, which are extremely sharp.
"Dangdangdangdang..."
Qin Guan swung his long sword and blocked five blows in succession. Then the long sword turned into a heavenly sword and struck down with force.
There was a huge burst of white sword light, like a collapsed Optimus Prime, and it hit the opponent hard.
Elder Han Mentian turned around and ran away. I didn't expect that a young man could be so powerful. It was really surprising.
Qin Guan quickly chased after him, preventing him from helping Wu Tianzhu.
There was nothing he could do to help Qi Feiyang. Holding back Elder Tian was the best he could do.
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Qi Feiyang and Wu Tianzhu reached a cliff, and explosions sounded in the sky one after another.
Wu Tianzhu was in so much pain that he really wanted to stop fighting, but the other party wouldn't let go, and he didn't want to let it go, so he could only support it hard.
"Go to hell." Qi Feiyang's hand turned into a sharp sword and pierced into the opponent's shoulder. Then he slashed hard and split off the opponent's shoulder.
"Ah..." Wu Tianzhu screamed, turned around suddenly, opened Qi Feiyang's hand, and then hit him hard on the chest with the remaining one-arm.
Qi Feiyang flew out, but he reacted quickly and quickly stretched out a hand to grab the other person's clothes.
"Let me go." Wu Tianzhu was surprised to find that the two of them were about to fall into the cliff.
Qi Feiyang smiled brightly, showing his white teeth, as if he had won a game.
"I said I would drag you to hell, and I did it."
Wu Tianzhu thought this smile was disgusting. He yelled as hard as he could to free Qi Feiyang's hand, and then flew up the cliff.
His physical strength is now exhausted, and he is almost as strong as an ordinary person. If he falls from the cliff, he will be shattered to pieces.
He really regretted it. This was the second time today that he regretted it. He did another stupid thing and slapped the other person unintentionally. He didn't expect to knock him off the cliff. Don't get yourself involved.
"You madman, let me go." He was really desperate.
Qi Feiyang is always smiling, smiling brightly and happily.
He suddenly stretched out a hand, grabbed his opponent's neck, and said slowly: "I changed my mind. I don't want to die with you. I want you to die first."
As he spoke, he exerted force on his palms.
"Well……"
Wu Tianzhu had only one arm left and tried to pry the opponent's hands apart, but found that he couldn't handle it at all.
This is an abyss with no bottom.
The two of them fell rapidly, like two stones, but they did not fall from the side, but from the middle. There was no obstacle and no way to slow down the speed. They could only fall quickly.
Qi Feiyang squeezed the opponent's neck tightly, like two big pliers, getting closer and closer.
Wu Tianzhu's face turned blue, but he held his breath and resisted desperately.
A single arm kept hitting Qi Feiyang, using the last bit of strength to hit him hard.
Although this power is not very strong, if it were an ordinary person, it would have been shot to pieces.
Qi Feiyang kept vomiting blood, his eyes were getting blurry, his vision was blurry, and he was about to lose consciousness.
However, his hand never let go, and he kept squeezing the other person's neck with all his strength.
Wu Tianzhu's eyes also began to turn black, he began to roll his eyes, stretched out his head and mouth.
Finally, with the last bit of strength Qi Feiyang used, he broke the opponent's neck.
"thump……"
After a while, two loud noises were heard, causing countless splashes of water.
Qi Feiyang and Wu Tianzhu finally fell to the bottom of the cliff.
This was an underground river, drifting directly downstream towards the two of them, hitting reefs from time to time.
Finally, I passed an obstacle like a waterfall and fell into the shallows.
Qi Feiyang lost consciousness completely. He didn't know how much time passed before he slowly opened his eyes.
"Where is this?" He rolled his eyes hard and found that everything was strange.
He turned his head and found that he was lying on a shore. The sandy ground was still very wet.
On the other side was the river, and he could hear the sound of water.
"Grandpa, look, there is a person lying there."
In the distance, a pleasant female voice came over.
Qi Feiyang had no strength at all, he was seriously injured, his clothes were in tatters and bloody, his mouth was thirsty, and he had no strength to speak.
Moreover, he couldn't sit up at all and didn't know what happened.
Listening to the footsteps getting closer, he really wanted to think about it, a little scared, a little afraid.
"Grandpa, look, this man seems to be injured."
Finally, the owner of the footsteps arrived in front of him.
This is a woman carrying a basket on her back. She is seventeen or eighteen years old. She is beautiful and has two small dimples on her face.
The other is an old man in his sixties with a stooped back. His face is wrinkled and full of vicissitudes of life.
Seeing that Qi Feiyang's eyes were open, he was a little startled, and then said cautiously: "Young hero, are you okay?"
Qi Feiyang was really speechless and looked at the two of them blankly.
"Grandpa, I think this man is seriously injured. Let's carry him back."
"Okay." The old man nodded.
Chapter completed!