Chapter 173: Flaws

When he was careless, Longli suffered a great loss. The Sun-shooting arrow was very sharp and penetrated directly through his shoulders, causing one hand to be unable to use any strength.

For Longli, who uses a two-handed sword, this is equivalent to losing more than half of his combat power. Although he can use fighting energy to heal his wounds with fighting energy. However, if he uses too much force, the wound will collapse and increase his injury. For him, as a high-level sword saint, this is definitely a complete defeat.

"At this level, it's a dream to still enter the realm of God of War!" Lung Ri looked at the wound on his shoulder and his face looked very ugly.

The broken sword on the ground clearly shows his failure.

"Forget it, forgot..." Longli sighed, and left the battlefield without looking back, not looking at Stoya and Montel who were fighting here.

Facing the fierce battle between the two junior brothers, he actually chose to leave.

For him who is determined to pursue the ultimate swordsmanship, nothing is more important than continuing to practice. In His Longli's opinion, the grudges and grudges in the world are not important.

Now he just hopes to go back and practice well until he can defeat Zhao Feng. When he found the gap, he immediately left here.

Faced with Longli's choice, his two junior brothers were stunned on the spot, both a little depressed. However, when they thought of Longli's personality, the two of them felt relieved.

Montel looked at Longli's back and said helplessly: "Senior brother's personality is so cool, just like his master. Alas, if he came to help us, the three of them would deal with this guy!"

Stoya smiled bitterly and said, "If this is the case, he will not be our senior brother, nor the one who inherits the master's legacy!"

For Longli, who is very likely to enter the realm of the God of War, Stoya only has admiration and admiration. He understood that only those who focus all their attention on cultivation can enter the realm of the God of War. For example, he and Montel have too many distractions, and the more they go to the future, the smaller the progress.

When these two people faced Zhao Feng, they could fight and chat while fighting, looking leisurely, and did not take Zhao Feng seriously at all.

In their opinion, the two intermediate sword saints were more than enough to deal with Zhao Feng. Although Zhao Feng defeated Longli with his arrow skills just now, in their opinion, this was just a sneak attack. As long as they were cautious, no accidents would happen. As intermediate sword saints, they had such arrogance and confidence.

The golden warriors next to them were shocked as they watched the two intermediate sword saints joining forces to deal with a young man. In their opinion, Zhao Feng, who could stand tall in the face of the attacks of two masters, was unfathomable.

Originally, they thought it was a bit of a big deal this time and sent so many of them to deal with two people. But now it seems that he does have such strength.

Bernese was very upset and depressed now. She felt that she was nothing, her heart was full of frustration, and she thought she was useless and was useless.

Originally, she thought that with her skills, it would be no problem to hang out on the Principality of Karo. But now she can only lie on the ground and see Zhao Feng fight to the end.

Such a situation made Bernese feel very uncomfortable.

"I'm not willing to give up, I'm not willing!" Bernice didn't want to be a burden. At this time, she was desperately gathering her strength and wanted to restore her combat ability as soon as possible.

"I can definitely help him, I can." Bernese, holding the dagger, said silently in his heart, staring at every move in the field.

"Even if I can't help you, I don't want to drag you down." Bernice's heart developed aspirations.

However, Zhao Feng didn't think so much now, nor did he notice Bernice's thoughts. At this time, he just wanted to defeat the two difficult opponents in front of him as soon as possible.

For some reason, this time he entered a crazy state, he was not as crazy as before. Every move he made careful calculations.

Now he is very clear-headed.

There are two intermediate sword saints in front of them, and there are also a hundred well-trained golden warriors surrounding them. If you want to break through these people, you have to plan carefully.

Whether it was the two intermediate sword saints or the hundred golden warriors, it was a big headache for him. Unless he could control one of them and use it as a threat, otherwise, even if he defeated the two intermediate sword saints, those golden warriors were not vegetarians. It would be difficult for any group of people to let him leave.

"Fortunately, Longri left, otherwise it would be even more troublesome."

If it were surrounded by the three sword saints, Zhao Feng had no idea of ​​escaping. But when one of the strongest ones left, he began to have some new ideas and confidence.

After all, the encirclement has been broken by him.

Compared with Longli's fierce offensive, the offensive between Monteir and Stoya was not particularly fierce, but it was very effective, making him restrained.

The sword skills of the two of them are extremely strong and open and close, while the other is fine and long, quick and meticulous. The cooperation between these two people is very powerful, making up for each other's flaws.

However, Zhao Feng was also very powerful at this time. The black iron stick in his hand was airtight and the attack was fierce, which made these two people dare not be too careless.

After all, the arrows and magic fireballs that Zhao Feng shot just now were very powerful.

For a moment, the battle seemed to be in a stalemate. Although the two sides fought very fiercely, they seemed to have no real skills.

For Montel and Stoya, they can afford to wait and drag it out, after all, this is in their country, and they can mobilize their men at any time.

But for Zhao Feng, every minute of time increases, his situation becomes increasingly unfavorable. These current battle situations are really bad for him.

"What should I do? What should I do?" At this time, he was thinking of a solution in his mind, hoping to quickly reverse the unfavorable situation in front of him and take the initiative.

However, the two intermediate swordsman's offensives were very cautious, making it difficult for him to find a flaw.

"Lord's Skill..."

At this time, the lord card hanging on his chest reminded him that he also had the magical "Lord's Art" technique to use to turn the situation around.

At the beginning, he used the "Lord's Art" technique to defeat Tuba and the Wind and Sand Thieves.

The devouring ability of "Lord's Skill" is like "Bei Ming Divine Art", which can absorb the enemy's fighting spirit and is definitely a good way to defeat the enemy.

However, using this technique is also very dangerous. If you don’t do it well, it may cause backlash.

However, it has come to this point, and Zhao Feng has no choice but to choose to take risks and try again. After all, if he doesn't fight, he will definitely lose. If he fights, he may still have hope of winning.

Thinking of this, Zhao Feng began to show his weakness slowly. The dancing speed of the black iron stick in his hand slowly slowed down, and his movements seemed a little slow.

In the eyes of others, this is a sign of exhaustion.

However, Zhao Feng is actually very physically strong now and is not tired at all. He has practiced many skills, which can greatly supplement his physical strength.

Especially in "Lord's Art", he will always replenish his physical strength when his physical strength is about to be exhausted. Generally speaking, it is difficult for him to be tired.

What's more, now he still has the power of madness and is not tired at all.

However, in Montel and Stoya's view, Zhao Feng is indeed at a loss of energy now. For them, this is definitely an opportunity.

"I said, why is this kid so physically strong? It turns out that he can't do it anymore!" Seeing Zhao Feng's appearance, Montel was secretly happy and prepared to launch a counterattack.

In Montel's memory, in addition to the God of War, the Sword Saint always feels a little tired and needs to replenish his energy when launching a fighting qi attack.

Zhao Feng, who just now, consumed a lot of fighting spirit in the battle with Longli. His cultivation level was not like a person with unfathomable fighting spirit and physical strength.

At this time, he and Zhao Feng were confirmed to be at the end of his strength.

However, he looked like this, but Stoya didn't. Although Stoya, as an intermediate swordsman, always seemed dull and loyal, and was a little stupid than Montel, it didn't mean he was really stupid. Otherwise, he wouldn't be the successor to the future marshal.

After observing carefully, he could see that although Zhao Feng showed his enemy's weakness, his pace was not messy at all, and he had no sweat on his forehead, and he didn't look like he was exhausted at all.

On the contrary, this is likely to be Zhao Feng's plan, a means to lure them.

Stoya, who was very cautious, has already made preparations and reserved a backup plan to see what Zhao Feng will do next. In his opinion, Zhao Feng has only two choices.

The first is to run away secretly, attack a few moves, and then try to escape from the encirclement. However, under the siege of these golden warriors, the possibility of his escape is very small. Not only that, his companion was also injured. It is hard to say that he would be willing to leave his companion and run away alone.

The second method is to lure them into attacks, then counterattack, and try to defeat one of them, and use archery or other means to attack them.

In his opinion, the possibility of this second method is relatively high, so now he is ready to take action and wants to see if Zhao Feng has made a trick.

Arrowing skills or fighting spirit, in his opinion, Zhao Feng only has these two options.

It was almost the same as he thought. At this time, Zhao Feng kept retreating, pretending not only to distance himself, and took out the sun-shooting bow, intending to bend the bow and shoot arrows.

At this moment, Montel rushed up before Stoya, ran directly to Zhao Feng's side, and snatched his bow.

In his opinion, if Zhao Feng's bow and arrow have no distance and space to shoot, it will have no effect at all.
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