With the sword, Zhou Ming lost to the weapon, otherwise he would not have been defeated so quickly. The main reason is that Zhou Ming also felt sorry for his master's magic weapon. If he was really cut into two pieces by Wu Feng, the stinky brat, the master would definitely not be able to spare him. Zhou Ming quickly took off from Wu Feng's sword light, took a few steps back quickly, and immediately put away the ancient copper coins sword.

However, Wu Feng didn't know why he was, and he was still running towards Zhou Ming with the Seven-Star Dragon Abyss Sword. Zhou Ming suddenly raised his hand and shouted in a hoarse voice: Wait, don't hit me first, I have something to say

Wu Feng was confused again. What's going on? It's obviously a duel between life and death. The man on the other side suddenly asked him to wait. He was tired of fighting in the middle, and he took a break and then took a breath and continued to fight again.

What's going on?

But Wu Feng was really good. Zhou Ming asked him to stop, but he really stopped and asked foolishly: Why, you regret it. If you want to leave now, I can let you go, get out of here.

Zhou Mingyi, who was so excited that he almost forgot about changing his throat. He coughed dryly and said in a sound that was even more broken than a broken gong: Who would be afraid of you, a yellow-haired boy? I just think it is unfair. Your sword is too powerful. The weapons in my hand are not enough. Since we are going to fight for life and death, let's be fairer. We will put the weapons in our hands aside and fight with bare hands. Do you dare?

What's there to be afraid of? Wu Feng said, throwing the Seven-Star Dragon Abyss sword to the side, and was caught by the yellow-haired monkey. The yellow-haired monkey seemed to see something. It held Wu Feng's Seven-Star Dragon Abyss sword and squatted on a big stone. It screamed happily, and was still applauding Wu Feng and Zhou Ming, indicating that they should fight quickly. It was in love with the yellow-haired monkey watching the two brothers with the mentality of watching the show.

Wu Feng immediately set off his posture, shook his hands, and was full of energy. He used a move to go to the sect, standing proudly like green pine in the mountains.

Zhou Ming secretly laughed in his heart that Wu Feng was a silly boy. His serious appearance almost made him laugh out loud, but he said: Young man, it’s not bad. His foundation in this kung fu is very solid, so I will come and experience it.

After saying that, Zhou Ming also put on an air and rushed towards Wu Feng with a quick step. The one who hit the head was a fist like a storm, which made Wu Feng feel overwhelmed for a moment. The speed and force were too fast and too strong, and his cultivation was not inferior to him. Wu Feng was secretly shocked. He was worthy of being the disciple of the Xuanwu Elder. His methods were so clever. At the same time, Wu Feng was still a little confused. Why did the tricks this man used were similar to his own.

In addition to being frightened, Wu Feng calmed down and responded to the challenge. He adjusted his inner breath in his body for a moment, and fought with the man in front of him. The two fists and feet were furious, and it was difficult to decide the winner for a while. For dozens of rounds, no one got a chance. He was fighting directly with plants and trees flying everywhere and falling leaves. The surrounding trees were beaten by the two of them. It was so miserable.

Seeing that he could not catch him for a long time, Wu Feng flipped his palm and used his secret skills to use his feminine palm. After the careful teaching of his ancestors, Wu Feng was still somewhat sure. Few people could catch his palm, and immediately swung his palm and slapped Zhou Ming's chest.
Chapter completed!