PFC Chapter 247 Titan!
Chapter 247 Titan!
Before he finished speaking, his figure moved, shuttling across the battlefield like a ghost.
The spear in Feng Lin's hand turned into silver lightning, intertwining with Huo Buyi's spear, making bursts of metallic clashing sounds.
The battle between the two became more and more intense, and every collision was accompanied by the spread of air waves.
"Since you are so persistent and want to go down to accompany your brother, then this general will grant your wish!"
Feng Lin's voice echoed across the battlefield, carrying with it an unquestionable dominance.
He kicked the stirrup hard, and with the help of the recoil force, his body suddenly rose up, and the spear in his hand turned into a sharp sword light, going straight for Huo Buyi's throat.
When Huo Buyi saw this, he was startled and hurriedly used the spear in his hand to resist.
He roared, and his spear collided violently with Feng Lin's again.
Then, Huo Buyi used this force to turn his body and thrust his spear forward, pointing directly at Feng Lin's heart.
However, at this moment, Feng Lin seemed to have foreseen Huo Buyi's attack. He suddenly turned his body and easily avoided the attack.
He sneered, his eyes flashing with a playful light:
"Boy, you are still a little immature. If you want to take my head, you need to practice for a few more years."
After saying that, he launched an attack again. His spear was like a dragon emerging from the sea, moving left and right, up and down, making Huo Buyi unable to predict what was happening.
Just when Huo Buyi was full of loopholes, Feng Lin seized the opportunity, suddenly jumped up, and spun towards Huo Buyi.
The spear in his hand drew a perfect arc in the air, and with a whistling sound, it went straight towards Huo Buyi's head.
This attack was as fast as lightning and as fierce as thunder, as if even time had frozen at this moment.
Huo Buyi was horrified. He never expected that Feng Lin's gun was so fast.
He hastily waved the spear in his hand to resist, but it was too late. Feng Lin's spear had already penetrated his hastily set up defense in an instant and went straight for his throat.
"Do not--!!!"
A trace of despair and unwillingness flashed in Huo Buyi's eyes. He tried his best to dodge, but his body seemed to be fixed and he couldn't move at all.
"Pfft!"
With a slight sound, Feng Lin's spear accurately cut off Huo Buyi's head.
Blood gushed out like a fountain, instantly dyeing Huo Buyi's battle robe red.
Feng Lin looked coldly at Huo Buyi's fallen body, without a trace of pity or sympathy in his eyes.
He slowly put away his spear and said coldly:
"Boy, you are still too young. Your brother can't beat this general, let alone you, a younger brother!"
"Go down and find your brother, and be reborn into a good family in your next life!"
The soldiers of both armies witnessed this scene and were all shocked.
The soldiers in the Zhou army camp were filled with fear when they saw Feng Lin's cold and ruthless figure.
When the soldiers in Qinglong Pass saw this, they were extremely excited. They cheered and celebrated Feng Lin for beheading the enemy's deputy general twice in a row.
Seeing this, Zi Yu frowned and his face visibly sank.
He had never expected that the vanguard officer sent by Qinglong Pass this time would be such a tricky person. The two consecutive victories were like two sharp daggers that pierced deeply into the hearts of the Zhou army soldiers.
"How could this be so..."
Zi Yu murmured to himself, his voice was soft but it revealed the shock and unwillingness that were hard to conceal.
He turned slowly and glanced at the demoralized Zhou army camp behind him.
The soldiers were seen either with their heads down in deep thought or looking at each other, with confusion and anxiety in their eyes.
"General, we..."
A deputy general stepped forward, seeming to want to say something but stopping himself, his expression filled with worry about the upcoming battle.
Zi Yu took a deep breath, suppressed the waves in his heart, looked around with a sharp gaze, and said in a deep voice:
"No problem, this time, I will go into battle myself!"
His voice was steady and powerful, and every word struck the hearts of Zhou army soldiers like a hammer, causing ripples.
After saying this, the spiritual power in Zi Yu's body surged like a rushing river, unstoppable.
His figure swayed slightly in the surprised gaze of everyone, and then he turned into a stream of light, cutting through the sky, and instantly came to the opposite side of Qinglong Pass vanguard Guan Fenglin.
Feng Lin looked at the opponent who suddenly appeared in front of him, and a trace of solemnity flashed involuntarily in his eyes.
He knew that the person in front of him was a cultivator, and that his strength was unfathomable.
Zi Yu looked at Feng Lin opposite him, a smile appeared on his lips, and he said slowly:
"I didn't expect you to win two games in a row. I underestimated you. But, you won't be so lucky this time."
After hearing this, Feng Lin looked at Zi Yu more cautiously.
He could feel the powerful spiritual energy fluctuations emanating from Zi Yu, a sense of oppression he had never felt before.
"Hmph, stop talking nonsense. How can this general be afraid of you? It is still unknown who will win or lose. Let me, Feng Lin, learn from your tricks!"
Feng Lin shouted loudly, and his body suddenly jumped up, like a tiger coming down the mountain, and pounced towards Zi Yu with overwhelming force.
When Zi Yu saw this, a hint of sarcasm flashed in his eyes.
Then, he slowly raised his hands, and two ancient and mysterious swords appeared out of thin air in his palms. The swords were glowing with a faint cold light, and looked even more fierce under the sunlight.
These two swords were the Wu Gou Swords, the intermediate-grade spiritual treasures given to Zi Yu by Samantabhadra when he came down the mountain.
Zi Yu waved the Wu Gou sword in his hand and attacked Feng Lin.
Feng Lin was secretly shocked when he saw this, but he did not back down.
"Well done!"
Feng Lin shouted loudly and turned flexibly in the air to avoid Zi Yu's first wave of sword attacks.
He swung the spear in his hand suddenly, turning it into a silver lightning that hit Zi Yu's chest directly.
This strike was the essence of everything he had learned throughout his life, and he tried his best to hit the target and break Zi Yu's defense.
However, Zi Yu seemed to have seen through his intentions long ago. He twisted his body slightly and avoided the fatal blow.
At the same time, the Wu Gou sword in his hand was not idle. With a flash of sword light, a long sword energy rushed towards Feng Lin's wrist like a spirit snake coming out of a cave.
Feng Lin reacted extremely quickly, and instantly drew his spear back to block the sword energy, but his arm was still slightly numb from the shock.
"interesting."
Zi Yu chuckled and moved across the battlefield like a ghost.
The two sharp swords seemed to have life in his hands. Sometimes they struck together, sometimes they struck separately. The flashing sword lights were dazzling.
Feng Lin, relying on his extraordinary martial arts and rich combat experience, resolved Zi Yu's attacks time and time again, while looking for opportunities to counterattack.
Seeing this, Zi Yu raised the corners of his mouth slightly and looked disdainful.
He knew that he had not really done anything, he just wanted to play a game of cat and mouse and tease the mouse first.
As time went on, the battle between the two became more intense.
At this moment, Zi Yu suddenly stopped and seemed to have discovered something.
A mysterious smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he tightly grasped the Wu Gou Sword with both hands, and spiritual power poured into the sword frantically.
The tips of the two swords began to emit dazzling light, as if two stars blooming in the night sky.
"Sword dancing with the stars!"
Zi Yu let out a low shout and suddenly jumped up. The two Wu Gou swords in his hands seemed to turn into two brilliant galaxies, interweaving together and sweeping towards Feng Lin.