Alien Powers: God of War Reborn

Chapter 413 War Spirit (4)
Zhang Feng wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and pounced on it again.Apart from him, there is no second enemy here.Since it is impossible to break out, the only hope is to defeat this enemy.

Countless scars were added to his body, and Zhang Feng's mana was constantly being consumed, but what was depressing was that there was nothing wrong with that fantasy, and it was always so easy to fight.

Zhang Feng panted heavily and struggled to get up. , The swords on both sides met, and the skin was ripped apart.Zhang Feng didn't know how many swords he swung, and he didn't know how many swords he received.Every sword energy falling on the body is such a heavy pain.If it weren't for the strong willpower to support it, it would have fallen down long ago.

"Why don't you understand that I will always be ahead of you." He was just like before, with a strange light in his eyes.

He was right, no matter how hard he tried, he was no match for him.With the same spell, the same rhythm, and the same attack trajectory, he is more proficient.

Suddenly, an unusually bold idea popped into Zhang Feng's mind.There is only one thing, I have no level with him.If he is really an illusion, then there is only one way to knock him down.

"Death and then live!"

Slowly raising the sword, feeling uneasy in his heart, if this method doesn't work, it will be a waste of money instead of stealing the chicken.

He also raised his sword, waiting for Zhang Feng's attack.Unexpectedly, Zhang Feng swung his sword and stabbed at his throat!

Only death, he will not be stronger than himself.If he is really his illusion, then knocking yourself down is like knocking him down.

Blood splashed from the throat, blasting a gorgeous blood flower.He looked at Zhang Feng in horror, trembling all over.In his throat, a puddle of blood also exploded.

Zhang Feng fell down slowly, in a trance, he heard a crisp cracking sound, and the opponent's body shattered into bright pieces.

Finally woke up, here is a steep and steep solitary cliff, like a sharp knife, pierced on the ground, very eye-catching in the wilderness on all sides.There is no white snow here, and no relaxing green willows. This is not a relic, nor is it Mount Everest.

On the top of the cliff, there was a strong wind, and a stone sword was stuck on the ground, standing straight and motionless. The sword body was like suet white jade, emitting a lustrous luster.

Zhang Feng rubbed his drowsy temples, stood up, and wanted to walk there.

With a sound of "呲", the air seemed to be torn apart, and a sharp and powerful sword aura lay across the edge of the cliff, circling, like an invisible giant stopping him.

As soon as Zhang Feng gritted his teeth, before he had time to think about it, he used the Cloud and Rain Sword Art with all his strength, and the Yujian flashed past. The strike of "Cheng" was like a clash of metal and stone, and the sword energy on the edge of the cliff leaked slightly, revealing a gap.Zhang Feng rushed over like lightning and flew down to the top of the cliff.

"what?"

This is a handsome man, with long gray hair hanging down his shoulders, a marble sculpture-like face with a straight and undulating face, and a pair of narrow and long phoenix eyes that are like lightning, shining brightly.The bridge of the nose is high and plump, and a pair of sword-shaped eyebrows slant to the temples, as if they are about to soar into the sky and cut through the clouds.

(End of this chapter)