The night wind was chilly, stirring the clothes of the corpses on the ground.
Zhang Rongfang and Qing Jiao stood facing each other, with a group of elite experts brought by Sea Dragon beside them.
These are not ordinary people!
The weakest among them were at least Third Grade, and the strongest were even Seventh Grade, but under Zhang Rongfang's command, they were like ordinary people, unable to withstand even a single blow.
Such strength! Such martial arts! "You! Such a vicious hand, such a cruel heart!" Qing Jiao's resentment had never been so intense.
This is the first time in so many years that he has felt such a strong urge to kill someone.
"We're already on opposing sides, why say such childish things?" Zhang Rongfang shook the blood off his hands and turned to face the other person.
"Actually, I've always been curious. Haven't you heard about my record in Tanyang? Why are you still so confident?"
Qing Jiao was speechless. Who the hell knew that someone who had fought so hard to kill a severely injured Snake King would be so monstrous? Moreover, the Golden Roc Secret Record were good at straight-line attacks with extremely high linear speed and explosive power, but he had never heard of anyone being so good at dodging and maneuvering in a small area.
Unless, this guy isn't using the Golden Roc Secret Record at all!
"At this point, negotiations are pointless. Of the two of us, only one will survive today."
Qing Jiao took a deep breath, quickly calming his turbulent blood and qi.
This person was perhaps the strongest opponent he had ever faced in his entire life.
He must put everything aside, concentrate all his energy, and deal with all the changes.
Otherwise, this day next year will be the anniversary of his death! "Well said, so you think you have a chance to defeat me?" Zhang Rongfang laughed.
"Your movement technique is indeed very fast, but the Golden Roc Secret Record is equally fast. You don't think there's no way to counter it, do you?" Qing Jiao said coldly.
He ripped off his cloak in a flash, revealing a muscular body clad in a white leather vest underneath.
He suddenly raised his hands and clasped them together in front of him.
Puff.
His ten fingers moved with lightning speed, tapping across his arms, wrists, and the backs of his hands. In an instant, he made more than ten taps.
"The Sandalwood Azure Rain Palm I practice is Western Sect martial art specifically designed to counter those with extremely fast movement speed!"
Before he could finish speaking, Zhang Rongfang had already disappeared from his sight.
While he was speaking, the other person suddenly disappeared into the shadows.
At this moment, the surrounding moonlight was hazy and dim, the wind was gentle, and the light was dim, making it impossible to catch a glimpse of the other person's figure.
Qing Jiao suddenly closed his eyes and listened with his ears alone.
Silence, stillness.
The surroundings were cold and silent.
He knew that he couldn't keep up with the opponent's speed and agility. The only thing he could do was to remain unchanged in the face of any change!
At the very least, the different radii of the circles meant that within his immediate vicinity, his reaction speed would never be slower than his opponent's! Pfft.
Suddenly, a very faint sound came from the right.
Qing Jiao suddenly opened his eyes, and in a split second, he completed the final acupressure.
His muscles contracted rapidly and pressed tightly together, like springs being forcibly squeezed and shrunk.
"Limit State!"
"Silent Guanyin!!"
Buzz!!
In an instant, he exhaled a heavy breath from his mouth and nose, and his muscles suddenly exploded and swelled.
Using the explosive force of that instant, he crossed his arms, like scissors slashing directly at Zhang Rongfang.
The speed was so fast that it exceeded the level of the Ninth Grade rank, which even Zhang Rongfang did not expect.
However, he was filled with joy.
He immediately Breaking Limit Skill and used the Shrinking Step Heavy Mountain technique, unleashing a burst of power.
With his Eagle Claw Skill, his White Jade- like claws struck Qing Jiao's arms squarely.
Bang!!! The two of them collided with all their strength in an instant.
The cold and angry Qing Jiao.
Zhang Rongfang was overjoyed.
Two pairs of eyes, each with a completely different expression, met face to face, and both saw the same emotion in the other's eyes.
That would be a sure kill.
Today's matter is a fight to the death! It may be half a second, or it may be a fleeting moment.
The Buddhists say that one snap of the fingers is equivalent to ten kshanas.
In the blink of an eye, the two exchanged more than ten blows, their four arms clashing as if in a phantom.
With a dull thud, the sleeves and robes shattered into fragments that flew like stones.
In its Limit State, Qing Jiao's speed and power are several times stronger than usual.
Zhang Rongfang was forced to frequently use his Breaking Limit Skill in order to fight back.
In other words, his movements were strange and unpredictable, a type of fusion that Qing Jiao had never seen before. He hadn't been able to adapt to it in time, which gave him an opening.
But these gaps are disappearing rapidly as you become more familiar with them.
Bang! In an instant, Qing Jiao struck Zhang Rongfang's forearm with a heavy palm, knocking him aside, and then went straight in, hitting his chest and abdomen.
But the sensation of the blow made him feel uneasy.
His palm felt as if it were striking an extremely smooth, impenetrable fish scale; most of the force slipped away from the side.
"Oh no!" This momentary misjudgment caused his palm, which he had struck with all his might, to tilt his body slightly forward due to inertia.
Even a slight tilt or sway for a tenth of a second is a fatal flaw in the eyes of a master.
Zhang Rongfang smiled slightly, his Eagle Claw slicing through the air, emitting a sharp whistle as they struck Qing Jiao's exposed waist.
A stab, a grab, a pull! A bloody hole was torn through the close-fitting high-quality leather armor.
Qing Jiao used his elbow to strike from the side, Wave Turning Body, to create distance.
Ta-da!
He stumbled back three steps before regaining his footing, clutching his left side. Blood was gushing out from there.
If it weren't for the leather armor, he would have had his internal organs pulled out and died instantly from that opening.
"Treasure Armor? You actually have such Treasure Armor on you!?" Qing Jiao's expression was extremely ugly.
The Treasure Armor is called a treasure because its blocking ability is extremely strong. Even in a battle between Ninth Grade warriors, this level of inner armor can play a significant role.
Just now, if the Treasure Armor hadn't dissipated his strength and caused him to lose his balance, he wouldn't have revealed any weakness.
He opened his mouth to speak, but before he could catch his breath, Zhang Rongfang charged forward again.
The two fought with all their might, their feet treading on puddles, splashing out large amounts of mud and water from time to time.
However, under Limit State, Qing Jiao, whose strength should have gradually gained the upper hand, was now gradually weakened and powerless due to the blood hole in his waist.
Although he stopped the bleeding by applying pressure to acupoints in time, applying pressure to acupoints is like Meridian Seal, which can only temporarily stop the bleeding when the wound is in a normal state.
Even under such intense confrontation, they still launched fierce attacks.
Acupressure for stopping bleeding is completely ineffective.
Blood surged out again, breaking through the blocked blood vessels and staining Qing Jiao's left leg trousers red.
His attacks became slower and slower, and his strength also diminished.
Finally, after another heavy blow that knocked Zhang Rongfang, he raised his hand and threw out a handful of sand-like stuff.
With a soft "poof".
A large amount of sand fell on Zhang Rongfang's head and face, but he ducked and shrank back, avoiding most of it.
However, the outside of my arm, which I couldn't dodge, was still hit, and it felt a little burning and itchy.
"Poisonous?" Zhang Rongfang quickly took out several antidote pills from his waist pouch, put them in his mouth, chewed and swallowed them.
Looking across the street now, Qing Jiao had already turned and run more than ten meters away, almost disappearing into the night.
Zhang Rongfang smiled slightly.
Injured, he was already slower than him, and he still wanted to escape? He pushed off with his foot and quickly chased after him.
The distance between the two people rapidly shortened.
Suddenly, Qing Jiao paused, stepped back, turned around, and spun his right arm like a top, striking backward with a palm.
This palm strike came extremely suddenly.
First, they paused, then they stepped back, which increased the relative speed at which the two people approached each other.
The sudden change in speed caught Zhang Rongfang off guard, causing him to make a prediction error.
Then, using the force of rotation, the right arm explodes with all its might.
This was a premeditated scheme! It's just a pity.
Bang! Zhang Rongfang raised his hand to block the palm strike. At this moment, Qing Jiao's strength was at least 30% weaker than before.
Even in his normal state, he can block it.
However, because of the haste, he couldn't muster enough strength in his hand, and he was slightly disadvantaged, being pushed back two steps.
And that was the only effect of Qing Jiao's final strike.
"Goodbye." Without hesitation, Zhang Rongfang used his Eagle Claw technique to grab Qing Jiao's abdomen below his arm.
"You dare!!" Suddenly, a dart shot straight toward Zhang Rongfang's back.
Accompanied by a loud roar.
Zhang Rongfang ignored everything and thrust his sword straight into Qing Jiao's abdomen.
The Eagle Claw pierced through the skin and muscle armor, tearing apart the contracting muscle layers that were trying to dodge, and scooping out a large chunk of flesh.
Flesh and blood, along with the skin and meridians, were torn off alive.
Tear!
Zhang Rongfang and Qing Jiao passed each other.
He straightened up, turned his head, and smiled.
"What wouldn't I dare to do?"
The dart then fell from his back vest.
The item only pierced through the outer robe before being blocked by the Scale Light Treasure Armor and slipping off.
At such a distance, Zhang Rongfang could completely ignore anything except for the head and limbs.
After experiencing the effects of the Scale Light Treasure Armor, he finally understood why the Heavenly Maiden Tong Zhang had left it to him.
With this item, he could even increase his strength by several times by taking advantage of the situation.
Puff.
Qing Jiao suddenly knelt down on one knee.
Large amounts of blood gushed from my waist and abdomen, and I couldn't stop it.
Two-thirds of his waist and abdomen were torn open, and his internal organs were basically visible.
The arteries were torn apart, compounded by the full force of the attack just now.
The rapid circulation and surging of Qi and blood cause blood to flow even faster.
At this point, he had begun to gradually exit the Limit State.
Large beads of sweat slid down his forehead and cheeks, down his chin, and dripped into the black soil.
"Does it feel a little numb and itchy?" Zhang Rongfang smiled and raised his hand, his fingernails faintly showing a subtle purple hue in the moonlight.
"If your leather armor hadn't blocked so much of the toxins, the effect might have been even better now."
The Golden Wing Tower has no shortage of poisons, hidden weapons, traps, and assassination tools.
It's just that Zhang Rongfang didn't like to get involved in it before.
But now, in this life-or-death battle, we must use every means possible.
His Double Eagle, after being strengthened to the Breaking Limits multiple times, were as hard as steel. His nails had also become slightly sharp, allowing him to apply poison inside without affecting his daily life.
So he found several special toxins that would dissolve upon contact with blood and hid them inside his fingernails.
Unexpectedly, it's finally working.
It is clear that without a sufficient dose, it would be very difficult to poison a Ninth Grade Master.
Qing Jiao knelt on the ground, covered in sweat, already at his last gasp.
But another person quickly ran up behind him.
Huang Yixi.
When he arrived in the city, he discovered that he had been tricked. It turned out that the people from the Golden Wing Tower had stolen the distress signal Signal Flare of one of the Huang Family and deliberately released him.
Realizing something was wrong, he hurriedly led his team back.
Since the others were moving too slowly, he decided to travel back at full speed by himself.
Like the Golden Wing Tower, the Huang Family is also known for its speed and agility.
As Ninth Grade, his movement skills naturally far surpassed those of others.
Rushing back at this moment, he saw from afar that Qing Jiao was being suppressed and was in imminent danger, so he threw darts with all his might, trying to relieve the siege by attacking the enemy's stronghold.
But it was too late.
Huang Yixi rushed to Qing Jiao's side and checked his injuries out of the corner of her eye.
Noticing that his complexion was somewhat abnormal, he hurriedly took out the essential antidote from his waist pouch.
Suddenly he dodged to the left.
Avoid a hawk's Eagle Claw that reach out to grab you.