Chapter 157: Double Battle to Temper Muscles

Ding Hao's repeated insults completely angered the rat-faced man. He knew the identity of the long-haired young man very well, so he had some reservations at the beginning. But now that his anger was completely ignited, the rat-faced man finally abandoned all his reservations and went all out.

The rat-faced man slowly raised his long sword above his head while running, and the spiritual energy around him gathered at his wrist. The light reflected from the long sword shone on Zuo Feng and the other man as he turned it over. Zuo Feng and Ding Hao both felt the dazzling light in front of them, and then there was the sound of metal breaking through the wind.

Ding Hao and Zuo Feng reacted very quickly, and immediately spread their bodies to avoid it after hearing the sound. At this time, Zuo Hou, who was standing behind the two of them, had his eyes lit up. He himself specialized in swordsmanship. The move that used the reflection of light to affect the enemy immediately reminded him of the golden long sword given to him by Zuo Feng.

If he could use it like the rat-faced man just now when facing the enemy, the effect would definitely be more obvious. While Zuo Hou was thinking secretly, Zuo Feng and Ding Hao's eyes recovered, and they were now fighting with the rat-faced man.

After Ding Hao dodged the rat-faced man's knife, he wiped his waist and a soft sword appeared in his hand. When Ding Hao and Zuo Feng competed, neither of them used any weapons, and they were completely fighting with fists and feet. At this time, facing the long sword, Ding Hao naturally would not continue to fight with bare hands.

As soon as the soft sword came out, Ding Hao's body movements also changed. Compared with the fight with Zuo Feng, Ding Hao's body movements at this time became more weird, and the soft sword could also turn freely, and his moves were extremely sharp.

While Zuo Feng attacked the rat-faced man, he also noticed the soft sword in Ding Hao's hand. When the two fought, Zuo Feng felt that Ding Hao was quite powerful. At this time, he saw that the opponent's strange sword skills were much more powerful than his "drunk fist". While he secretly admired him, he also had a new evaluation of this young man named Ding Hao.

Although Zuo Feng and Ding Hao were fighting against the rat-faced man, the rat-faced man still had the upper hand. This was not only because the rat-faced man had much more practical experience than the two of them, but also because his cultivation was still at the first level of the tendon-hardening period. Even though he was injured, his physical strength and the total amount of spiritual energy were greatly advantageous.

Soon Zuo Feng and Ding Hao gradually showed signs of defeat. First, Zuo Feng's shoulder was cut by a long knife, and then a blood mark appeared on Ding Hao's lower abdomen.

Although the injuries of both were not deep, the other party took the initiative under such a disadvantage. The two of them soon became helpless. Seeing this scene, the rat-faced man was even more excited, and the long knife in his hand was used more quickly.

The strong attack of the rat-faced man not only did not make Ding Hao retreat, but also aroused his enthusiasm. As Ding Hao said, there are two things he loves most in his life. One is wine, and the other is fighting with masters. This kind of naturally belligerent person has fighting blood flowing in his bones and blood.

As the spiritual energy circulated, the steps under his feet suddenly changed. The long sword in his hand suddenly changed again, and stabbed forward like a spirit snake. The rat-faced man, who was originally overjoyed, suddenly changed his face. The long sword was clearly stabbing in the air, but it suddenly changed direction and stabbed him.

When the rat-faced man swung his knife to chop at the sword, the long sword turned again and cleverly dodged it, and did not collide with the long sword. But just after the long sword dodged the blade, it suddenly turned again at an incredible angle.

At the same time, Zuo Feng, who was forced to be out of breath, finally seized the opportunity. He swung his left fist at the rat-faced man, and slashed at the rat-faced man with his right hand like a knife. The edge of the boxing gloves he refined was deliberately made extremely sharp, and at this time, the edge of his palm looked like a short knife.

Faced with such a situation, the rat-faced man was sweating, but he had nearly 30 years of actual combat experience after all. The long sword turned over and slashed back in reverse. The long sword chopped back like this, and the back of the sword hit Zuo Feng's palm fiercely. While resisting Zuo Feng, the bottom of the handle of the long sword also cleverly hit the tip of Ding Hao's sword.

Just this one move completely resolved his crisis. Zuo Feng and Ding Hao did not expect that the other party could use the long sword so skillfully. They did not know that if the weapon of the rat-faced man was not damaged by the master when attacking the City Lord's Mansion, or if it was the move just now, at least one of them would be seriously injured and fall to the ground.

Although the rat-faced man resolved the crisis, there was no joy on his face. He gritted his teeth and the long sword's moves changed again, from the big opening and closing just now to agile and gentle. Although it looked smart on the surface, the two people in the game felt that the opponent's long sword was even more powerful.

Obviously, the opponent did not want to win only in moves, but began to use martial arts. Once this sword martial arts was performed, the situation between the two sides immediately changed again. The little initiative that Zuo Feng and his partner had just taken back was taken back by the rat-faced man.

This change made the two of them feel helpless. But the rat-faced man was not happy at all. He knew that if he used martial arts, it would be difficult for the two of them to resist for long. But the reason why he had not used martial arts was because he was injured.

He had injured his meridians before. If he had used his moves normally, he would only mobilize a small amount of spiritual energy to increase his attack power, which would not have had any impact on him. But now, once he used martial arts, the rapid flow of spiritual energy would make his meridians unable to bear it, so he could only get rid of the two people in front of him in a short time, just like Zuo Feng when he unlocked the "prison lock".

The battle immediately became one-sided, with Zuo Feng's arms and calves, and Ding Hao's shoulders and chest all injured. The situation became precarious, and Zuo Hou, who was standing by, clenched his fists anxiously, but he had not yet reached the bone refining stage, and he had no way to deal with it.

When he was anxious, a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, and then he slowly reached behind him. A tightly wrapped long package appeared in his hand. He slowly opened the package, revealing a golden handle inside, which was the knife that Zuo Feng had given him.

At this time, the battle in the field had also reached the shutdown time, and the three had not noticed Zuo Hou's behavior. Zuo Hou quietly came to a position and stood still. At this time, the rat-faced man had a sinister look in his eyes and shouted fiercely, and saw the knife shadow rolling and attacking the two people at the same time.

Zuo Hou pulled out the long sword in his hand without hesitation, and the golden blade was exposed. The sunlight seemed to become brighter after reflection, and then a large piece of yellow light shone towards the three people standing in the circle.

The three were shocked by this sudden change, but Zuo Feng had his back to Zuo Hou, and Ding Hao was only facing Zuo Hou from the side. Only the rat-faced man was facing Zuo Hou at this time. The moment the dazzling yellow light was projected, the rat-faced man felt a sharp pain in his eyes and a little dizzy.

Zuo Feng and Ding Hao were just unable to face the attack of the rat-faced man, and took advantage of this opportunity to retreat backwards at the same time. Neither of them was in a hurry to launch an attack, because at this time, although the rat-faced man had his eyes closed, the long sword in his hand was flying in front of him faster.

Zuo Feng panted and glanced at Ding Hao, saying, "What do you think? If you can't do it, leave first."

Ding Hao spat out a mouthful of bloody phlegm fiercely, and then said coldly: "If you can't do it, leave first, I will never leave."

Zuo Feng couldn't help but sigh secretly when he saw Ding Hao like this. Ding Hao, the fighting maniac, had obviously entered the state, and he couldn't help but remind him of the way he fought with him to the end.

While the two were talking, the rat-faced man had gradually recovered. Although his eyes were still red, it was obviously no longer a big deal. After he opened his eyes, he stared at Zuo Hou fiercely, and obviously had a murderous intention for him who had ruined his must-kill move just now.

Zuo Feng's heart moved and said to Ding Hao beside him: "Do you have any more wine?"

Ding Hao was stunned for a moment but immediately reacted. Zuo Feng was referring to his "Forget Worry Drunk". He smiled and said: "Without it, I won't go out at all. Next."

As he said that, Ding Hao took off the wine pot on his waist and threw it to Zuo Feng casually. Zuo Feng took it and drank it without hesitation, then handed it back to Ding Hao. After Ding Hao took it, he drank a big mouthful, then wiped his mouth and said, "I've had enough, it's time to take action."

"It's time to send this guy on his way."

Zuo Feng said casually, and the two of them started to move forward at the same time. It was hard to imagine that the two people who were in danger just now actually took the initiative to attack at this time. Because they just found out that the rat-faced man was also at the end of his strength, they didn't dare to give the man in front of them time to recover. You know, the higher the cultivation level, not only the stronger the body and the larger the amount of spiritual energy, but also the higher the recovery ability.

As Zuo Feng and Ding Hao walked forward, they stepped on strange steps at the same time as if they had agreed. Suddenly, the rat-faced man saw the two people in front of him, and they suddenly turned into six figures. Even the three Ding Haos who were walking forward looked at Zuo Feng in surprise, and then the three figures smiled at the same time.

This time it was the rat-faced man's turn to be depressed. If only one person could use this afterimage martial arts, he could still deal with it. But now that two people were using this technique at the same time, he really felt a little tricky.

Soon, Zuo Feng and the other two came to the rat-faced man, and three soft swords and six gray-white palms attacked him at the same time. The rat-faced man roared angrily, a trace of blood appeared on his face, and the long sword danced quickly in front of him, creating a light and shadow.

After the crisp collision, the four figures slowly disappeared, leaving only Zuo Feng and Ding Hao. The rat-faced man took two steps back, his body shook, and blood flowed down the corners of his mouth.

The fierce battle just now and the excessive use of martial arts finally made his meridians unable to bear it, and the injuries on his body finally broke out at this time.