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Chapter 1283 Exchange of life for injury, the way of hegemony

Is Feng Seming only brainless and desperate? No, he is definitely not such a person.

In order to Fengjian Villa, Feng Seming could endure humiliation and go into seclusion for more than 100 years. How could he be such a brainless person?

Therefore, when Kun's voice sounded, Feng Seming's eyes also narrowed.

"Fighting skills: Nine sticks split the sky."

The loud shout suddenly sounded, and at that moment, Kun's speed at least doubled. At the same time, the space that was streaked by a long stick was like a piece of brocade, with nine cracks being cut from it.

After fighting for so long, this is the first time Kun has used such a domineering fighting skill.

A ray of light flashed in Feng Seming's eyes. What is his purpose? It is to consume Kun's internal energy as much as possible.

As long as he does this, he will not be in vain this time.

Feng Seming doesn’t know which level of fighting skills such as Jiushang Likong belongs to, but judging from the current movement, it is at least a kind of earth-level fighting skills, or even a heaven-level fighting skills.

The higher the level of fighting skills, the greater the demand for internal energy.

This is the best.

"Fighting skills: Heaven and earth mourn together."

The loud shout also roared from Feng Seming's mouth. Although it is impossible for those who can practice the Saint Fighting Warrior to have heaven-level fighting skills, there will definitely be one or two earth-level fighting skills.

In an instant, the sky turned upside down and the wind and clouds changed.

With the rumbling sound, within a hundred miles, they were almost shrouded in an extremely depressing aura. In the air, dark clouds were covered with wind, sand and stones were ripped off the ground.

Kun's pupils suddenly contracted. He really didn't expect that Feng Seming would be desperate? The earth-level fighting skills were in conflict with his heaven-level fighting skills?

This is a mortal act.

Although the level of fighting skills cannot determine a person's strength, it depends on who uses it from.

But the level of fighting skills is also suppressed.

At least when facing the Heaven-level fighting skills, the power of the Earth-level fighting skills is less than half.

This is also the reason why some people can challenge higher-level challenges based on their fighting skills.

With the rumbling sound, the energy was rising, and at that moment, a sense of crisis suddenly suddenly rose from the depths of Kun's heart.

As a killer, his intuition to danger is definitely more sensitive than others.

It was also at that moment that he turned slightly, turned his head, and at the same time, the long stick suddenly hit him.

Puchi!

Bang!

The sound of sharp weapons entering the body came out, and blood suddenly rose.

The long stick knocked the person out almost at the same time.

Kun never expected that Feng Seming would have fought for half his life and wanted to suffer both sides of his own losses?

With one stick, Kun had suddenly retreated, the killer...the killer, but they also cherished their lives very much.

At the same time, he saw a figure knocked out by him, and what surprised him again was that... the figure flew out like this and escaped without hesitation, without even a single one.

It was like... the other party spent so much effort and fought with him for most of the day, just asking for a chance to lose both sides?

In fact, this is Feng Seming's plan.

Kill Kun? Feng Seming can't do it for the time being. If Kun hadn't taken care of his feathers so much, he would have probably not been able to leave.

And the direction Feng Seming escaped... was Qingyan City.

Both of the third level of Saint Fighting Warriors, Kun's strength is obviously much stronger than Feng Seming. Although he cannot kill Feng Seming in a short time, he will also seriously damage him if he doesn't want half of his life. Then it will be very easy for him to kill Feng Seming.

Along the way, blood spilled wildly.

Kun's stick was ruthless. Even if Feng Seming wanted to suppress it, he could not suppress it. He vomited blood all the way and ran towards Qingyan City.

At this time, Feng Seming was in a mess and his face was extremely pale. If he hadn't wanted to use this method long ago and wore a golden silk silk jacket in his body, he probably wouldn't even have a chance to escape now.

But as for this, he has been severely injured by this stick.

The inner energy in the body did not exist, and even the meaning began to be blurred.

This is also the reason why he fled to Qingyan City.

The city lord of Qingyan City was watching the battle in the city, and Feng Seming naturally knew that Feng Seming had only one hope now, that is, the city lord of Qingyan City or the city lord in the past, would not have been saved by death, otherwise, he would really have to explain this time.

Didn't die in the Fu family's conspiracy, but I have to explain it here?

Feng Seming had no regrets or regrets.

At least, if he dies here, the inheritance of Fengjian Villa will never be cut off. Unless the inheritance of Bajue Sect is cut off before their Fengjian Villa, Bajue Sect will definitely remember this favor.

After running for five hundred miles in a vague manner, Feng Seming finally could no longer hold on and fell directly to the ground.

In a trance, he seemed to see two figures flying towards him, one in black and the other in white.

After that, he completely lost consciousness.

The visitor was Xiao Feng and the ancestor of the Ling family who were running down from the top of the city.

Two Saint Warriors are in the third level.

Xiao Feng originally did not intend to help, but when he thought that the person who was confronting Kun was probably a member of the Bajue Sect, Xiao Feng could not turn a blind eye.

If it weren't for the help of the elder of the Bajue Sect, Xiao Feng would not be able to become the lord of a city now, and it would be a big deal to say whether he could live.

Now that he encountered this situation, he had to take action.

The Yang family's tragedy back then was because he happened to be not in the city. If he were in the city, he would definitely mobilize the formation in the city to let everyone know that as a city lord, he could not provoke at will.

Xiao Feng bent down without any hesitation, hugged Feng Seming and turned around, ignoring the matter on the other side of the hillside.

Behind him, the old man in black robe was stunned for a moment. He did not expect Xiao Feng to be so anxious and did not think about the gains and losses at all. This was inconsistent with the scheming of the Lord of One City.

"He still has any help?"

"If there is, there is no help. Let's talk about it if you save it." Xiao Fengtou said without hesitation.

Regardless of whether there is any rescue or not, take the person back to the city lord's mansion and talk about other things.

Although Kun was strong, he did not dare to chase the city lord directly to the city lord's mansion. Before that, Xiao Feng vaguely sensed a vague aura, which seemed to be even thicker than Feng Seming, who had already severely damaged the coma.

"A breath escaped."

While running wildly, Zhao Yu's eyes suddenly condensed. Who escaped? Is it Kun or another Saint Warrior?

No one can answer this question.

For speed, both Yang Xiao and Zhao Yu had given up on the carriage, and the one who drove was the old monk Jiewu.

And the carriage... can no longer be seen.
Chapter completed!
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