Chapter 22: One War Three (Part 1)

  The Blood Wolf's eyes glared, and he shouted angrily: "Hit him! How can you not hit him? You little brat thinks that just by creating this scene, you can escape?"

  He thought Liu Feng deliberately woke up so many people on purpose.

  Liu Feng Yu helplessly spread out his hands to show his innocence... although no one believed him.

  At a glance, he took in the things that twinkled and winked at him from inside the tent on this dark night.

  "A silent curse in his heart: 'Can't you even watch a fight properly? Dammit, is it necessary to be like this?'"

  In the tent, everyone's inner voice was saying, "Damn it, if ordinary people were fighting, we wouldn't have the leisure to watch them, but you guys aren't ordinary people... A showdown between such strong individuals is rarely seen."

  Xue Lang swung his giant sword fiercely and laughed, saying: "What's wrong? Afraid? If you're afraid, you can say it out loud, we won't force you."

  Liu Feng heard this and shook his head, sighing: "You're using this trick again, can't you come up with something new for once?"

  Looking up, seeing the fervor in the eyes of the three people, I understood that if I didn't accompany them to have a good time tonight, they probably wouldn't let me off easily.

  "Gritting his teeth, 'Since you want to fight so much, what's the harm in accompanying you one more time?'"

  Tightening his grip on the heavy sword, a cold voice rang out: "If you want to fight, then let's fight."

  The mighty words of Genghis Khan were spoken by Liu Feng, yet still did not lose the demeanor of a generation's strong ruler.

  The three people heard this sentence, the corners of their mouths cracked, and the fighting spirit in their eyes grew thicker, their momentum suddenly surged to the highest level, without any reserve.

  Three powerful auras intersected in the void, gradually taking shape.

  Feeling the pressure transmitted from the void, Liu Feng lightly smiled, his body slightly trembling, a pale silver-white light burst out of his body, quickly enveloping his figure.

  "A silent praise: 'Good, I didn't expect the auras of these three to complement each other, increasing their power exponentially... but for Starry Sky Realm... they still fall far short.'"

  With a light swing of the heavy sword in hand, the sword's tip sliced through the air, creating an eerie whistling sound.

  The momentum of the three had reached its peak, a tangible aura that seemed like three giant curtains hanging from the sky, quite magnificent.

  In the tent, there were cries of surprise one after another.

  "Wow, Captain is so awesome..."

  "Haha, that is..."

  "But... but it seems like the three captains are ganging up on one person?"

  "Ah...... That guy is even more awesome."

  Although the words were light, how could they deceive the four people present?

  Liu Feng smiled slightly: "Sorry about that, three team leaders, stole your thunder, hehe."

  "You little brat..."

  "Alright, stop wasting words and let's finish this already!" Boukoku shouted loudly, gripping his massive knight spear tightly.

  Raised a giant spear, left foot lightly kicked on the belly of Tie Bei Xuan.

  The iron-backed lizard with a connected mind immediately raised its head and let out a loud roar, like thunder that was continuous and unending.

  Taking huge strides, he rushed towards Liu Feng at high speed.

  The two Blood Wolves and Dead Prisoners behind him also refused to fall behind, jumping around and distributing themselves on both sides of the violent mountain ridge.

  A weapon in hand, a fierce aura surging forth, extremely eye-catching in the dark of night.

  Liu Feng's mouth corners slightly raised, gripping tightly the heavy sword in his hand, and clashed head-on without giving an inch.

  A distance of 100 meters was covered in a flash at their extremely fast speeds.

  A strong and pungent smell of iron wafted over, hitting me right in the face.

  The two sides crossed instantly, just as everyone thought Liu Feng was about to collide with Giant Lizard.

  Liu Feng's toes lightly tapped, and he was already flying like a swallow, jumping several meters high, the heavy sword in his hand making a tearing sound as it chopped towards the violent peak on the iron-backed lizard's head.

  Bao Gang saw the situation and let out a loud roar. The giant spear in his hand surged with energy once again, and he fiercely stabbed it at the heavy sword.

  "Clang..."

  The sound of steel clashing together was accompanied by a burst of sparks.

  Bao Gang was forced to retreat with all his might, and the huge power array was barely dissipated on the iron-backed lizard's unique skin.

  The iron-backed lizard under the seat, however, was crushed by this surge of enormous power and let out a mournful cry.

  Liu Feng lightly tapped on the void, skillfully dissolving the impact force, and was infinitely better than Bao Gang.

  Just as they were about to take advantage of their victory and launch a pursuit, a strong gust of wind suddenly came from the side.

  It turned out to be a dead prisoner who had been eyeing him covetously for a long time.

  The dead prisoner suddenly dodged and rushed into Liu Feng's arms, his hands and feet moving rapidly.

  Don't let fighters enter within half a foot of your body, as it's very dangerous.

  This is common sense on the Night Continent, where everyone instinctively keeps a certain distance from fighters, because to some extent, at some distance, fighters are invincible.

  Liu Feng's face was as calm as water, his heavy sword filled with true energy continuously blocking in front of him, being struck by the dead prisoner's steel fist guards, sparks flying everywhere.

  The undead's attack speed was extremely fast, in the eyes of the mercenaries inside the tent, the undead in mid-air had already turned into a series of afterimages, constantly attacking that young man.

  The death row inmate will unleash the full force of his martial arts skills, with fists, fingers, elbows, head, knees and legs all becoming deadly weapons at this moment.

  Although Liu Feng appeared to be constantly dodging and seemed a bit disheveled, he was clear that as long as he took one more step back, he would exit the death prisoner's attack range, at which point... the death prisoner would be at his mercy.

  His right foot lightly stepped back into thin air, retreating a small step and causing the death row inmate's heavy blow to fall empty.

  Liu Feng smiled slightly, "It's my turn, Big Brother Death Row."

  A heavy sword in hand, mixed with a faint silver-white color, lightly floating towards the death row prisoner to behead.

  The dying prisoner's eyes contracted, and that seemingly powerless heavy sword directly locked himself in, leaving him no room to escape.

  The heavy sword seemed to break through the barrier of space and arrived instantly.

  The prisoner's face was extremely solemn, his whole body bursting with energy, and he was actually on par with Blood Wolf and Bao Gang. It seems that what Fat Uncle said about him being a 7th-tier strongman might not be entirely accurate.

  On top of his fist, a crimson aura burst out several feet away.

  With a loud cry of "Life and Death Fist!", the two fists clashed together.

  Along with his roar, the scarlet glow on his boxing gloves suddenly contracted and was sucked in completely.

  The boxing gloves changed from red to black...

  A black aura lingered above the boxing gloves, and there was even a faint scream that seemed to be transmitted, disturbing one's mind.

  Liu Feng remained unmoved, his heavy sword continuing to slash down without any hesitation.

  The prisoner's face was expressionless, a low shout, and his fists heavily met him head-on.

  Wherever the boxing glove passes, some cracks appear in space.

  Liu Feng's eyes slightly condensed, really didn't think that this punch's power was so strong, in the dantian, the silver river vortex quickly rotated, extracting a strand of powerful true energy, and infusing it into the heavy sword.

  "Hmm... Dong..."

  The sword and fist collided, producing a thunderous sound.

  At the point of impact, a strong light burst out, causing everyone to instinctively close their eyes.

  The intense light approached, and everyone hurriedly opened their eyes.

  In the midst of emptiness, there is only a frail and slender figure standing proudly upright.

  The dead prisoner was caught by the Blood Wolf who arrived at the last minute and fell onto Tie Bei Xuan's body.

  The dead prisoner stared blankly at the fragmented steel fist guard, and finally couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood, which fell onto the back of the iron-backed lizard in starry dots.

  "Some book friends say that the recent chapters are a bit dragging, which left me speechless. As you can see from the previous chapters, I skipped some unimportant things and didn't overcomplicate them. However, in this mission, fighting against the three team leaders is necessary and also serves as a foreshadowing for the upcoming unknown difficulties. Besides, the Sword Saint has always been a battle-loving character, so writing more fight scenes should be enjoyable for everyone, right? Hehe, no more nonsense, just finish reading and vote, that's all the support I need... By the way, Mirror will appear again... Absolutely shocking. Absolutely awesome."