Daqin: Inheriting the Sword Saint and being read by Zulong

Chapter 148 I'm not worthy of such light work?
at this time.

Two miles away, a figure was walking quickly.

He was tall and tall, with a long sword hanging from his waist, and a sharp murderous look in his eyes.

It was Lu Feng.

After killing Chen Ada, he didn't stop at all, let alone try to assassinate Ying Zige.

He knew very well in his heart that since Ying Zige dared to appear here, either he was very powerful himself, or there was a powerful existence beside him.

If he did it rashly, he might be the one who died.

So after the murder, he didn't stop at all, turned around and ran, and directly raised his body skills to the extreme.

He was confident that even if Ying Zige had a top player by his side, he would never catch up with him.

What's more, even if these people are top experts, it is absolutely impossible for them to notice the meager traces left on the ground.

Just thinking about it made him feel excited, and the corners of his mouth turned up slightly, revealing a smug smile.

Even the footsteps became unusually crazy.

at this time.

There was only a whoosh sound, something stirred up an endless gust of wind, and in a blink of an eye, it rushed towards the land wind.

Lu Feng's heart trembled, and suddenly he felt a chill down his back, obviously blown to his back by the gust of wind blown up by that thing.

His heart trembled, and he couldn't help but turned his head and looked behind him.

Hiss!
He gasped, his pupils constricted for a while, as if he had seen a ghost.

"Who are you?"

He couldn't help trembling and asked.

Behind him, a young man was walking with him with a smile on his face.

He ran extremely fast and made no sound. If it hadn't been for the gust of wind caused by his movement that hit Lu Feng just now, Lu Feng would never have noticed that someone was always following him.

"You want to know my name? Well, then I will tell you that I am the thirteenth son of Yushu Linfeng who is wise and mighty. You should have heard of my name, right?"

Ying Zige smiled and reported himself.

"Yushu Linfeng, wise and powerful, the thirteenth son? Who is that?"

Lu Feng was taken aback for a moment, and was immediately confused.

He only heard that in Xianyang Palace, there was a useless thirteenth son who was ignorant, flirted with court ladies, and even seduced Ying Zheng.

Who is that thirteenth son who is brave and powerful in Yushu Linfeng?

Is there another thirteen sons in this world?
Ying Zige's face suddenly darkened: "What do you mean by this expression? You made me feel deeply insulted! I am the thirteenth son of Lord Xianyang."

"Win the song?"

Lu Feng's heart trembled, and his face was filled with panic.

It is said that Ying Zige is a top-notch trash, and it is absolutely impossible for him to be a master of light work.

If he is a master of qinggong, then his name will definitely appear on the list of masters of qinggong.

And looking at this strength, his strength seems to be higher than his own.

But why have I never heard that Ying Zige is a top qinggong master?
In an instant, his face was pale, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

Subconsciously, he directly grasped the hilt of the long sword.

"Want to start?"

Ying Zige suddenly smiled happily.

The other party's name is Divine Walking Swordsman, which means that he is very fast, but his swordsmanship is very average.

Now even the speed has been lost to him, want to win back a game in swordsmanship?
It was ridiculous to the extreme.

Seeing the smile on Ying Zige's face, Lu Feng was furious and pulled out the long sword as soon as he stretched out his hand.

A flash of sword light flashed, and the long sword stabbed fiercely at Ying Zige's throat.

A smile appeared on Ying Zige's face.

He didn't even draw out the Yuanhong sword, and when he stretched out his hand, he clamped the opponent's long sword with two fingers.

At this time, the figures of the two were still running forward frantically.

However, as he clamped the opponent's long sword with his two fingers, he was able to maintain the original distance from the opponent.

Whether it is Lufeng accelerating or decelerating, there is no change.

Hiss!
Lu Feng could only feel an unprecedented sense of fear rising from behind, and it was directly creepy.

The opponent's lightness kung fu is so powerful, is he really the thirteenth son?
The legendary thirteenth son is a waste at all. It is impossible for him to be so strong. Who is this kid?
In desperation, a layer of cold sweat broke out on his forehead, and he was about to draw out his long sword suddenly.

Although his name is Shenxingxin Swordsman, although his swordsmanship is not too strong, he is a swordsman after all. Once he makes a move with a long sword in his hand, he will be controlled.

Unexpectedly, he pulled out with all his strength, but he couldn't pull out the long sword no matter what.

As if the long sword was caught between two big mountains, even with all the strength of his body, he couldn't pull out the long sword.

"Who are you?" Lu Feng's eyes widened, his voice trembling crazily.

Ying Zige is a well-known trash, so it is absolutely impossible for him to be the person in front of him.

Who the hell is pretending to be that trash?

"I have already said that I am the thirteenth son. Why don't you believe it?"

Ying Zige's face darkened, and he couldn't hold back any longer.

What I said just now is very clear, I am the famous Ying Zige, the other party's reaction should be shocking, why is it full of doubts instead.

Could it be that I am not worthy of such superb lightness skills?
As soon as this idea appeared in Ying Zige's mind, his face darkened.

My mother, who do I look down on?
In a rage, he suddenly exerted force with his two fingers.

The internal force inherited by the Juggernaut instantly merged between the two fingers, making those two fingers invincible.

There was a crisp ding, and the long sword was snapped off abruptly.

"what!"

This shock was no small matter, Lu Feng subconsciously threw away the broken sword in his hand, gritted his teeth fiercely, and finally realized at this moment that if he continued to fight the opponent in this situation, he would definitely not be able to get rid of the opponent's entanglement.

The only way is to pour all the strength into your feet, and use your lightness skills to escape the opponent's pursuit. Perhaps this is the only hope.

As this thought flashed in his mind, he instantly speeded up, his figure flashed, and abruptly changed his path like a bolt of lightning, and fled towards the nearby woods.

He is confident that with his own speed, he only needs to go around the woods in front of him to successfully disappear from the opponent's sight. As long as he can escape the opponent's sight, the opponent will have nothing to track him down. Can escape smoothly.

Sure enough, as his figure moved towards the person next to him, Ying Zige was caught off guard and continued to run forward, instantly creating a long distance from him.

(End of this chapter)