It's a long story, but actually... Feng Yinglong's attack did not stop. After a slight rotation, Feng Yinglong's attack fully launched.
For a moment... Although I could clearly see and hear Feng Yinglong's attack, but... my movement speed and attack speed were never as fast as the opponent's. After barely blocking a few swords, my body was hit one after another. A merciless blow.
Woo!
Seeing Leng Mo's repeated blows, those who supported him and those who had high hopes for him all stood up and made shocking shouts.
No one thought that Leng Mo, who had the upper hand just now, would be completely passive and beaten at this moment, and... Feng Yinglong's attack was too abnormal! This is no attack that humans can withstand!
In the eyes of all the spectators, Feng Yinglong was no longer one, but ten or twenty. Feng Yinglong with different postures quickly shuttled around Leng Mo. Every sword hit Leng Mo accurately. Mo, not a single thrust missed!
At this time, Leng Mo was completely unable to resist. He could only try his best to protect his head and face. As for the physical attack, he was completely unable to take care of it...
Under Feng Yinglong's continuous attacks, Leng Mo had lost control of his body. Feng Yinglong slashed at him fiercely, then slashed at him fiercely, and was hit continuously like a sandbag.
Finally... After more than a dozen consecutive blows, Feng Yinglong roared wildly and swiped his sword at Leng Mo's abdomen. Suddenly... Leng Mo's body flew back uncontrollably!
Just when everyone thought Leng Mo was about to fall to the ground, Leng Mo's body suddenly retracted in mid-air, then straightened up, his feet exerted force, and with a crash, he stood firmly on the ground, standing straight. Straight like a javelin! Suddenly... not only did the audience exclaim, but even Feng Yinglong opened his mouth in surprise.
Feng Yinglong knew very well about his attacks. Although most of his strength was spent on movement, but... those swords actually hit the opponent. Even if the opponent's clothes were invulnerable, but... his own The fighting spirit clearly exploded into his body. It was absolutely impossible for a mid-level swordsman to hold on to his energy. How could he still have the strength to stand? Not to mention a mid-level swordsman, even a high-level swordsman, a low-level great swordsman, or even a mid-level or high-level great swordsman cannot be so exaggerated! Maybe... not even the Sword Master can do it!
On the other side, I barely suppressed the churning energy and blood. Just now, I was completely suppressed by Feng Yinglong with his speed. Although I could see his movements clearly, but... my body couldn't keep up with my consciousness, and I could barely protect myself. After the critical part was taken, I could only passively take the beating.
Fortunately, most of the energy of Feng Yinglong's move was used for acceleration and movement, so... The energy contained in the sword was not too great. Under the protection of the mutated true energy in my body, I actually didn't If you suffer any serious injury, it's just a mouthful of stagnant blood that involuntarily surges up your throat between the twists of your meridians. In fact, it doesn't matter. Even if you swallow it, it's just a mouthful of blood, which is nourishing to your body.
Subconsciously wiping my mouth and suppressing a smile, I looked up to the sky and laughed loudly. I used my crazy laughter to release the pain all over my body. If I didn't laugh, I was really afraid that I would moan in pain.
After a long time, I finally got used to the pain all over my body. I gritted my teeth and tried hard to keep my voice from shaking. I looked at Feng Yinglong closely and said coldly: "You're not that good at all." , I thought you were the only one who couldn't be beaten to death, but it turns out... your attack was nothing more than that, and it was in vain that I had worked so hard to dodge it for so long!"
After listening to my words, Feng Yinglong's face suddenly turned uglier than crying. A warrior whose level was clearly several levels higher than others was still being accused of being weak in attack, yet he had no room to refute. The feeling of being useless is simply unbearable.
At the same time... the audience outside the stadium couldn't help but wonder, are Feng Yinglong's lightning-fast attacks just for good looks? Could it be that... there was no energy in that fierce sword attack
Under the confused gazes of all the audience, Feng Yinglong finally could no longer remain silent. He gritted his teeth. He knew... he had to say something and do something, otherwise... he would be despised by all the audience!
Thinking of this, Feng Yinglong curled his lips in disdain and said disdainfully: "Forget it, I finally found out that you are just a bit more powerful with your mouth. No matter what you say, you were still staggered by me just now, you dog. Are you in the same embarrassment?"
My eyes narrowed sharply, and I said in a deep voice: "Do you think that you can hit me so many times in a row because you are so skilled?"
Feng Yinglong smiled proudly and said confidently: "Of course, no matter what, you must admit that you are not as good as me in terms of speed, and you are inferior to me in terms of energy. As long as I continue to attack, sooner or later you will fall to me." Come down!"
Taking a deep breath, I know... From a certain point of view, what Feng Yinglong said is nothing. If I continue to be like this, I will really step down. Although my body is not afraid of blows, But the pain kept stimulating my spirit all the time. If it continued like this, my spirit would collapse.
Looking at Feng Yinglong in admiration, I knew... With everything I have now, I am not qualified to challenge the other party. It is an absolute miracle to be able to do this!
If, if I continue to hide, then... Even if I hit the opponent, they won't take it seriously, and the opponent's speed is not something I can resist at all. If I suffer another round of such attacks, my spirit and His nerves will be unbearable and he will collapse on the spot.
The game has reached this point, and I have been forced to use my full strength. Thinking of this... I can't help but secretly make a big decision.
All this time, the identity of the Evil God, as well as the Evil God Slayer and the Silver Demon, have been deeply hidden by me, but... at this time today, there is no need to hide it anymore.
With the rise in commodity prices, the Silver Demon's worth is far from the one million it was a few years ago. Nowadays, one may not be able to buy it even with 100 million.
But, what is my identity now? How much am I worth? Will I still be afraid of other people’s challenges? Today, hiding is just a habit of mine.
Taking a deep breath, I slowly raised my head, looked at Feng Yinglong intently, and said contemptuously: "Oh? Do you really think you can beat me in speed?"
Feng Yinglong looked at me warily, then relaxed, blaming himself for making too much fuss. As a fire warrior, no matter how fast you are, you can't be faster than a wind warrior of the same level. Otherwise, what else would you be doing? ah.
Thinking of this, Feng Yinglong stretched out his hand fiercely, pointed at me unceremoniously and said: "That's right! I will defeat you in terms of speed today! Come on... I will make you as embarrassed as a dog again!" "
With a dark smile, I lowered my head and said solemnly: "Since you force me, I won't play with you anymore!"
At this point, I raised my head suddenly, looked at Feng Yinglong with bright eyes, and said with a sad smile: "Next... you will see a real me, a real Leng Mo! A heaven-defying one. The boss—Evil God Leng Mo!”
evil! Evil God!
There were bursts of exclamations in the audience. Although several years have passed, but... The evil god is still a legend in the adventure world, especially the seven silver demons on his body, which make him the most famous in the world. The presence!
Roar!
Amidst the exclamations of the audience, I slowly clenched my fists and roared to the sky. The claws of the Silver Demon and the feet of the 4-year-old demon were activated at the same time. Suddenly... my legs and the muscles in both arms... It began to expand violently!
Soon... I, who was obviously much taller, looked at Feng Yinglong with a sinister smile, and said cruelly: "Boy, you can start praying!"
The next moment... I suddenly raised my thick right arm and shouted at the same time: "Come out! Evil God Slash!"