The powerful pressure and airflow from the two of them have been released, forming a protective shield to protect their bodies from being hurt by the opponent's sword and knife energy.
The two were fighting with swords and halberds, and the distance between them was only about three steps. And because of this, he could clearly feel the powerful pressure released from Fengjiu.
If he had not been injured, perhaps he could still fight with him, but now, after a long battle, he would definitely lose!
Thinking of this, although he didn't show it on his face, he was secretly anxious in his heart and quickly thought of ways to deal with it.
But Fengjiu would not give him the chance or time. Her sword was blocked by his halberd and could not penetrate further. Both weapons were extraordinary and the airflow bursting out from the blades was extremely sharp.
Looking at the sweat oozing from the forehead of the Great Emperor Bei Yan, her eyes flickered slightly, and the corners of her lips curled up slightly, revealing a smile that seemed to be a smile: "I didn't expect that the great Emperor Bei Yan is just like this!"
As soon as the mocking voice fell, her hand holding the Qingfeng sword turned instantly, and the long sword slid across the opponent's halberd and turned suddenly. The tip of the sword avoided the opponent's halberd and stabbed towards his throat at an incredible speed.
The cold murderous aura came straight at him. Emperor Beiyan was startled and quickly blocked it with the halberd in his hand, but the next moment, the long sword that was stabbing at his throat and was blocked by him took advantage of the situation and pierced into his shoulder with a whoosh.
“Hiss! Ah!”
The sharp sword blade pierced into his shoulder, bringing with it a burning pain that went straight through his mouth and into his bones and blood. He couldn't help but tremble in his hand holding the halberd for a moment, and when he was slow to react, it gave Fengjiu the opportunity to chop him with the sword again.
"call out!"
The long sword was pulled out from her shoulder and slashed towards his arm. The speed was as fast as a ghost, so fast that people could not keep up. When she pulled the long sword out of Emperor Beiyan's shoulder, a column of blood came out. When the sword blade cut down, a piece of flesh and blood flew out along with the sword. In an instant, a scream rang out.
"ah!"
The scream echoed in the air, and what came into view was the pale, frightened face of Emperor Beiyan, his body covered in blood, and his slightly trembling arm hanging by his side.
At that moment, he only felt darkness in front of his eyes, and his mind went blank for a moment. The fierce murderous aura that was coming towards him made him retreat quickly without thinking. After his figure leaped out of the sky more than ten meters away, he gasped for breath.
Beads of sweat the size of beans dripped from his forehead. He was like a dying fish washed ashore by the waves. He opened his mouth and gasped for breath, his heart pounding. Fear, terror, and shock occupied his entire heart.
Feng Jiu looked at him, curled her lips, and spoke in a clear and unhurried voice: "If it were an ordinary person, that move just now would have been a fatal blow that would have splattered blood and killed him on the spot. However, as you said, you are a great emperor. If you can't even avoid that move, wouldn't it be a vain title? But next time, you won't be so lucky."
At this moment, her voice sounded like the death call of the King of Hell in his ears. The injuries in his body had not yet recovered, and 30% of his strength could not sustain him to fight for long.