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Linghu Qingfeng was obviously very insidious. He knew that Yan Yun was in anger at this moment, and his marksmanship was not as stable as before. The distance between the position was always maintained just right, which made Yan Yun a little unable to advance or retreat.

One inch long and one inch stronger. If Yan Yun cannot wield the advantage of the spear, then he will definitely suffer a great loss when he gets close.

Linghu Qingfeng on the other side was pressing step by step. With the sword energy scattered, Yan Yun was so miserable that he could only use the handle of the gun to block it, because the distance between the tip of the gun was not enough.

He stepped back step by step, trying to keep the distance wide and wield the advantage of the spear, but Linghu Qingfeng didn't give him a chance at all. After he took a step back, Linghu Qingfeng went further and slowly went directly to the barbed wire mesh beside the ring.

Shiny!

The fire shone against the wire mesh and rubbed against Yan Yun's face. The intense burning sensation made Yan Yun feel a little scared. If he cut him, huǐ                                                                                                         

"Silly boy, what is your left hand doing? Do you only know how to use weapons?" Jiang Fei cursed.

At the distance just now, Yan Yun had to punch out with one punch, Linghu Qingfeng would definitely have to retreat.

When Yan Yun heard Jiang Fei's reminder, he quickly turned sideways and then threw a punch toward Linghu Qingfeng's chest.

Linghu Qingfeng avoided it and finally gave Yan Yun a chance to get a distance. He quickly took two steps back, speared a little, and bounced away.

"Today, either you die, or I," Yan Yun said gritting his teeth while rubbing his face.

There were two blood marks on his face, and his handsome face was injured by the sword energy just now, and blood was emitting out.

"Then you'll die."

Linghu Qingfeng assisted two steps, then the sword edge passed by, kicked his right foot on the barbed wire next to him, and leaped into the air with force.

"Qingfeng, fall sword!"

He held the sword in both hands in the air, head down and feet upward. The long sword drew through half a month, and white sword energy swept out and fell to Yan Yun's head below.

At this moment, the audience around could not see clearly what was born in the field, and only saw the dazzling light like a bright moon, illuminating the surrounding light.

Linghu Qingfeng used up one move, and he fell to the ground and gasped heavily, blushing and had a bad face. It seemed that that move had also consumed a lot of his physical strength.

Yan Yun on the other side was a little terrible. All the clothes on his body were cut by the sword energy, and they became ragged and covered in blood. At least ten cuts were cut, and they were slowly bleeding.

He held a gun in one hand, pressed it to the ground, and supported his body with a long spear. A large bloodstain on the ground indicates that his condition is not very good now.

"You are so good that you can still hold on." Linghu Qingfeng recovered his strength after resting for a while, and said with a smile.

"You, why have you become so strong?" Yan Yun stammered.

The strength shown by Linghu Qingfeng just now was obviously not what they should have, so there must be something tricky about it.

"This is not what you should know." Linghu Qingfeng walked forward with his sword and said, "It's either you die or I die, right? Then you are ready to die now."

As he said that, Linghu Qingfeng did not hesitate, and a sword light shot towards Yan Yun's neck, which was the rhythm of the plan to directly owl.

Yan Yun felt dizzy because of excessive blood loss at this moment, and he had no energy to stop the fatal blow. Just as the sword was about to slash his neck, a golden light flashed on Yan Yun's body, and a huge force of shock came, shocking Linghu Qingfeng back and hitting the wire mesh.

"What the hell?" Linghu Qingfeng wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and looked at everything in front of him in disbelief.

However, Yan Yun's eyes were fainted after the golden light flashed by.

After the referee counted down dozens of numbers, Jiang Fei quickly asked Zhao Xianglong to carry Yan Yun out and headed straight to Rowe's room for treatment.

Yan Yun suffered a serious injury this time than last time. Is this guy really blamed him for his luck or his back?

Fortunately, Jiang Fei gave Yan Yun a life-saving talisman, otherwise his life would be difficult to save today.

Jiang Fei took out the silver needle directly and began to toss on Yan Yun. With the injection of spiritual power, he applied ointment and wrapped Yan Yun into a rice dumpling, the kid finally woke up.

"Brother Fei, I'm embarrassing you." Yan Yun said bitterly.

"It's okay, it's just a trivial matter." Jiang Fei patted Yan Yun's shoulder indifferently and said, "Get a good rest."

Then, he pulled Zhao Xianglong to the side and started chatting.

"Xianglong, do you think that Linghu Qingfeng is a little strange?"

Zhao Xianglong nodded and replied, "Well, I still know the strength of the Linghu family, and it is not that strong at all."

"Then they must have used some method to forcefully improve their strength." Jiang Fei explained: "When Linghu Qingfeng made a move, I had noticed that forcibly consuming the essence and blood in his body, it seemed to be a magical technique."

Only demon cultivators can do this by using their own essence and blood to stimulate potential. This can also show how Linghu Qingfeng can use other magic weapons. So all the essence and blood are absorbed directly, so of course it can be used.

"You mean, the Linghu family has defected to the devil's way?" Zhao Xianglong asked back.

Jiang Fei waved his hand and signaled him to calm down first, continuing, "This is not necessarily the case, it's just my guess, but one thing is that the Linghu family's current strength is no longer the same. You should be careful in the next game."

"Don't worry, brother-in-law, I haven't been practicing for such a long time." Zhao Xianglong refined his body first than Yan Yun, and had reached the point of coagulating muscles. His strength should be enough.

Jiang Fei reached out and took out a few pills and said, "When you are exhausted, take one."

This pill is for him to restore his physical strength, and the medicinal materials are relatively precious. I originally thought that they would not be able to use it with their strength, but I didn’t expect that I would have to use it now. Since the Linghu family is using evil tricks, he naturally would not be polite. What is the point of taking some medicine? There is also blood transfusion there.

"Thank you brother-in-law." Zhao Xianglong took the pill and said.

Jiang Fei patted him and said, "Go, it's your turn."

After Zhao Xianglong left, Jiang Fei sent another spiritual power to Yan Yun to help him recover.

He was not worried about his brother-in-law. With the life-saving talisman he gave him, Linghu Chenfeng's strength should not have reached the point where he could break the protection power of the talisman.

Jiang Fei looked at the live broadcast on the screen and fell into thinking. How could the Linghu family use other magic weapons and exert such great power? Could it be that he really defected to the demon cultivator? But this is impossible, because when he was by Linghu Qingfeng, he did not show any demonic energy.
Chapter completed!