C27 Beheading

"Die!"

Hong Zhanlei gathered all of his strength into the tip of the sword. The terrifying power was not much weaker than a full powered attack of a peak Qi Cultivating Stage cultivator.

Facing this sword strike that seemed like it would split bamboo apart, Cheng Fei stepped backwards.

The long spear trembled.

He held the spear in his left hand and shook his right!

The moment the spear was infused with a force, it instantly gave off a heavy feeling!

The tip of the spear danced in the air as it parried Hong Zhanlei's sword that he was determined to win.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

RUU!

The tip of the sword collided with the tip of the spear. It seemed as if the entire world would collapse at this moment, letting out a sound that could destroy the world.

Cheng Fei and Hong Zhanlei were both battle-hardened elite warriors, their reaction speed was unimaginable.

Within the time of a single breath, the two of them had exchanged over ten moves.

Without the support of his zhen qi, just the collision of his physical body's power alone was already so powerful!

Bang!

After another fierce collision, both of them flew back.

Hong Zhanlei stabilised his body and looked at Cheng Fei who was not far away with an expression of disbelief.

Cheng Fei stood tall, his long spear leaning on his right arm. The tip of his spear tapped on the ground and landed on a small blade of grass.

"How can you be so strong?" Hong Zhanlei moved his numb tiger mouth slightly and asked.

Cheng Fei smiled and mocked: "Didn't you say before that you wanted me to beg for death? Why are you saying these irrelevant things now? "

Originally, Hong Zhanlei thought that he could crush Cheng Fei in the Thunderclap Mountain, hence he said those arrogant words. But after this exchange, he realized that Cheng Fei's strength was actually not his.

However, even if Cheng Fei was not weak, after Hong Zhanlei heard Cheng Fei's ridicule, he could not help but become furious.

"Damn thing! So what if you have some brute force? How many times can the broken spear in your hand collide with my White Jade Sword? Without weapons, let's see how you are going to fight me! " Hong Zhanlei said sinisterly!

The spear in Cheng Fei's hand was of an ordinary quality, far superior to Hong Zhanlei's White Jade Sword.

However, Cheng Fei did not mind. Laughing loudly, he said loudly: "Sir Hong, you have already spoken too much like this, shouldn't I still be standing here?"

Hearing that, Hong Zhanlei's face became so gloomy that water almost came out.

"I'm not talking nonsense with you. Let's see the truth from the bottom of my hand!" Hong Zhanlei said angrily.

After he finished speaking, Hong Zhanlei once again took out his sword and attacked!

Cheng Fei looked at Hong Zhanlei who was rushing towards him, and shook his head, "It's obvious that you always like to boast, and get angry from embarrassment after getting slapped. You love to talk nonsense, and you can't outtalk others …"

Cheng Fei was still muttering, but Hong Zhanlei had already attacked in anger.

Facing Hong Zhanlei's Thunder Wind Sword, Cheng Fei's long spear swept out, easily dodging the attack.

Hong Zhanlei and Cheng Fei stuck close to each other like this.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

One held a sword, the other a spear.

After the clash of weapons, the hand that was left out collided with each other again.

The feeling of his fists hitting flesh made Cheng Fei's blood boil!

"Haha, great!"

The moment the two touched, they separated. Cheng Fei threw his head back and roared with an imposing manner that shot into the sky like a rainbow!

"Damn it!"

On the contrary, Hong Zhanlei's expression did not look any better. No, it should be called extremely ugly!

"How can your body be so strong!" Hong Zhanlei was a little deranged as he shouted loudly.

"Is it just the toughness of the body?" Cheng Fei waved the spear in his hand, the smile on his face was bright, he revealed his white teeth and said: "I'm really blind, don't you feel that there's something wrong with your body!"

"Body?"

Hong Zhanlei frowned, he then turned and looked at himself.

"No, that's impossible!" Hong Zhanlei's face instantly changed, and he said sinisterly: You actually used poison on me?!

"So what if you use poison to deal with such an arrogant fellow like you?" The corner of Cheng Fei's mouth rose slightly as he ridiculed.

That was his trump card.

The poison in his body had not been resolved, but when he attacked with his force, some of it was blown into Hong Zhanlei's body.

Cheng Fei's cultivation of poison could suppress the poison, but Hong Zhanlei did not have that ability.

Hong Zhanlei's face froze, then he glared at Cheng Fei: It's just some underhanded methods, you want to harm me with this little poison? Once I kill you, this Divine Eagles will belong to me! "

Cheng Fei looked at Hong Zhanlei, and was a little speechless, as he said with a wry smile, "Look, you're talking nonsense again. If I say something else to slap your face, you should say that you're disdaining to take advantage of my words, you …"

"Shut up!"

Hong Zhanlei could not take Cheng Fei's nagging any longer, he suddenly rushed forward and attacked!

"It's about time." Cheng Fei's eyes flashed as he thought in his heart.

The previous two exchanges between the two had already tested each other's strength. So this time, even though Hong Zhanlei attacked in anger, in his heart, he subconsciously thought that this was the only way to end things.

The sword had already reached Cheng Fei's body.

As the sword got closer, the patterns on the White Jade Sword were clearly seen. Hong Zhanlei became even more sinister, exploding all the power in his body, hoping to heavily injure Cheng Fei.

Just then, Cheng Fei moved!

Swish!

He turned his long spear, piercing through the grass.

"Soul Sword Technique!"

As the two sides got closer, Cheng Fei's eyes opened wide and his Qi suddenly rose! A poisonous sword image instantly pierced through Hong Zhanlei's body, causing his power to quickly disappear.

The Soul Sword Technique, with the effect of the Divine Soul Poison, was also suppressed by the Thunderclap Mountain but with such a distance, there shouldn't be a problem.

"Die!"

Putting the spear back in front of his chest, the veins on his right hand bulged, and he viciously thrust out his spear!

"No!"

The weakened Hong Zhanlei roared out in sorrow as he faced Cheng Fei's spear attack.

"Stop, stop!"

Hong Zhanlei tried to control his body to stop. It was a pity that in order to increase his attack power, he had used all his strength and couldn't stop.

"You're courting death!"

The reason why Cheng Fei did not use the Soul Sword Technique the last two times was to make Hong Zhanlei be careless. He still used words to enrage Hong Zhanlei, causing him to lose his mind.

In this third exchange, the time was ripe. Cheng Fei suddenly erupted, the spear in his hands fiercely thrusted towards Hong Zhanlei!

Clang!

The long spear flew out from the White Jade Sword in Hong Zhanlei's hands, producing a clear sound.

Puff!

The White Jade Sword's momentum shifted, the Void Shattering Spear did not slow down at all as it stabbed at Hong Zhanlei's chest.

Blood blossomed!

The brilliant blood was poured all over the sky, Hong Zhanlei's face turned pale white, and the light in his eyes gradually dimmed.

"How dare you?!"

"I am the number one genius of Hong Family, you dare to kill me!"

"Pfft!"

"If you kill me, then even if I die, you will die with me!"

Hong Zhanlei's eyes were wide open, he did not dare believe that Cheng Fei would actually kill him.

"Nonsense. You've already decided that you won't stop until you die. If I don't kill you, do you think I'll let you kill me?" Cheng Fei grinned.

"But …" How could you be so strong, how could you... So … "Strong …"

When the White Jade Sword landed on the ground, Hong Zhanlei reached out with much difficulty to grab the spear, and looked at Cheng Fei, as if he wanted to get the answer from Cheng Fei.

"Want to know why?" Cheng Fei asked while holding onto his spear and pointing it at Hong Zhanlei.