C157 Double-combat Quenching Tendon

Ding Hao's repeated humiliations had also thoroughly angered the mouse-faced man. He was well aware of the identity of this long-haired youth, so he had some misgivings in the beginning. But now that his anger had been completely ignited, the mouse-faced man finally abandoned all concerns and attacked with all his might.

As the man ran, he slowly raised his long saber above his head, gathering all the spiritual energy around his wrist. The light reflected off of the long sabers reflected towards Zuo Feng and the other man. Both Zuo Feng and Ding Hao felt the light shining in front of them at the same time, followed by the sound of metal breaking wind.

Ding Hao and Zuo Feng's reactions were extremely fast, and they immediately used their bodies to dodge the attack. At this moment, the eyes of Zuo Hou, who was standing behind the two of them, lit up. He was a cultivator of saber arts. The move he used to affect the enemy through the reflection of light immediately reminded him of the golden longblade that Zuo Feng had gifted him.

If he had been able to use it against the rat-faced man, the effect would have been even more obvious. Just as Zuo Hou was pondering, both Zuo Feng and Ding Hao's eyes recovered. At this moment, both of them were engaged in a battle with the mouse-faced man.

After dodging the rat-faced man's slash, Ding Hao rubbed his waist, and a soft sword appeared in his hand. When Ding Hao and Zuo Feng competed against each other, the two didn't use any weapons, but used their fists and feet instead. Facing this long blade, Ding Hao naturally would not continue to fight barehanded.

When the soft sword appeared, Ding Hao's movement technique also changed. Compared to when Zuo Feng was fighting, Ding Hao's movement technique had become even more strange. His flexible sword was also able to freely turn around, and his moves were extremely sharp.

While Zuo Feng attacked the mouse-faced man, he also noticed the flexible sword in Ding Hao's hand. When the two of them fought, Zuo Feng had already felt that Ding Hao was quite strong. Now that he saw his opponent's strange sword skill, it seemed that his "Wine Fist" was even stronger than his "Wine Fist". While secretly admiring him, he also had a new evaluation of this young man called Ding Hao.

Even though Zuo Feng and Ding Hao were dual battling mouse-faced men, the mouse-faced man still had the upper hand. This wasn't just because the scoundrelly faced man had a lot more combat experience than the two of them, but because his cultivation was only at the first level of the Refinement Stage. Even though he was injured, the toughness of his body and the amount of spiritual energy in his body had a huge advantage.

Very soon, Zuo Feng and Ding Hao gradually showed signs of defeat. Zuo Feng's shoulder was cut by the long blade, and then a bloody wound appeared on Ding Hao's lower abdomen.

Although the two of them were not heavily injured, they were at a disadvantage and the other side had the upper hand. Soon, the two of them were stuck on their left and right sides. Seeing this scene, the mouse-faced man became even more excited, and the long blade in his hand became even faster.

Not only did the domineering attack of the mouse-faced man not cause Ding Hao any intention of retreating, it instead stimulated his fanaticism. Just as Ding Hao had said, there were two things he loved the most in his life. One was wine, the other was fighting experts. This kind of born combative person, their bones and blood were all flowing with the same level of fighting blood.

As the spirit energy revolved, there was a drastic change in his footsteps. The sword in his hand changed direction once again as he thrust it forward like a nimble snake. The mouse-faced man was initially overjoyed, but then his expression suddenly changed. His longsword had clearly stabbed at empty air, but it suddenly changed direction and stabbed towards him.

When the mouse-faced man brandished his blade to slash at the sword, the longsword cleverly turned to dodge the strike, but it did not collide with the longblade. However, just as the sword dodged the blade, it suddenly turned in an unbelievable angle and pierced over.

At the same time, Zuo Feng, who had been forced to the point of being out of breath, finally found an opportunity. He made a feint with his left fist towards the mouse-faced man, and with his right palm raised like a knife, he chopped at the mouse-faced man. The gauntlet that he had created had been deliberately made to be extremely sharp at the edge of his palm. At this moment, the edge of his palm was like a dagger.

Faced with such a situation, although the rat-faced man broke out in a cold sweat, he still had close to thirty years of actual combat experience. The long blade turned upside down as it spun and slashed back. The long blade slashed back, using the back of the blade to hit Zuo Feng's palm. While defending against Zuo Feng, the bottom of the long blade's handle cleverly hit the tip of Ding Hao's sword.

This one strike alone had completely resolved the crisis in him. Zuo Feng and Ding Hao would never have thought that their opponent could wield the long blade so nimbly. What they didn't know was that if the rat-faced man's weapon hadn't been damaged by an expert when he attacked the city lord's mansion, then that move just now meant that at least one of them would have been severely injured and fallen to the ground.

Although the mouse-faced man had resolved the crisis, his face did not reveal the slightest hint of happiness. Gritting his teeth, the move of the saber changed once again. It changed from the great opening to the soft and agile. Although both of them appeared to have become more dexterous on the surface, they felt that the strength of each other's sabers had become even stronger.

Clearly, the other party did not want to win in terms of techniques and had instead started to use martial skills. Once the saber technique was used, the situation between the two immediately changed. Just as Zuo Feng and the other two were getting back a little initiative, they were taken back by the rat-faced man.

This change left the two of them helpless. However, the rat-faced man wasn't happy at all. He knew that when he used martial skills, the two of them wouldn't be able to hold out for long. However, the reason why he hadn't used any martial skills was because he was injured.

Previously, when he had injured his meridians, he had only used a small amount of spiritual energy to increase his attack power, which wouldn't have much of an impact on himself. However, once he used a martial skill now, his meridians would not be able to withstand the large amount of spiritual energy flowing through them. Thus, he could only deal with the two in front of him in a short period of time, just like how he had with Zuo Feng.

The battle immediately became one-sided. Zuo Feng's arms, legs, shoulders, and chest were all injured. The situation had also become precarious. By his side, Zuo Hou saw that he was clenching his fists tightly together. However, his cultivation had yet to reach the Bone Refining stage, so he had no other choice.

While he was panicking, a light flashed in his mind. Then, he slowly moved behind him. A long and firm bag appeared in his hand. He slowly opened the bag, revealing a shiny golden blade hilt. It was the knife that Zuo Feng had given him back then.

At this moment, the battle on the field had also reached its downtime. The three of them hadn't noticed Zuo Hou's actions. Zuo Hou stealthily arrived at a certain spot and stood there. At this moment, the rat-faced man's eyes were filled with a dark viciousness as he let out a low shout. Then, he saw the shadows of his blades rolling towards the two of them.

Without any hesitation, Zuo Hou took out his long blade and revealed his shiny golden blade. The reflection of the sunlight from the blade became a bit brighter and a large amount of yellow light shot out towards the three people standing in the circle.

The three of them were shocked by this sudden change, but Zuo Feng had his back facing the left side, while Ding Hao was only facing the left side. Only the mouse-faced man was facing Zuo Hou. The moment the yellow light shot out, he felt a sharp pain in his eyes. At the same time, he also felt slightly dizzy.

Just now, Zuo Feng and Ding Hao were unable to face the mouse-faced man's attack, so they used this time to simultaneously retreat backwards. The two of them were not in a hurry to attack because even though the mouse-faced man's eyes were tightly shut, the longsword in his hand danced even faster in front of him.

Zuo Feng glanced at Ding Hao and said, "How about this? If it doesn't work, you leave first."

Ding Hao spat out a mouthful of blood, then said coldly, "If you can't do it, then leave, I won't leave."

Zuo Feng couldn't help but sigh when he saw Ding Hao's state. Ding Hao, this battle maniac, had obviously entered a state of cultivation. He also couldn't help but recall the time he fought Ding Hao to the very end.

While the two of them were talking, the scoundrel faced man had gradually recovered. Although his eyes were still red, it was obvious that he was fine. After he opened his eyes, he glared at Zuo Hou, obviously wanting to kill him for destroying his killing move.

Zuo Feng's heart skipped a beat and said to Ding Hao, who was beside him, "Do you still have more wine?"

Ding Hao was stunned for a moment before immediately reacting. He smiled and said, "Without it, I wouldn't even have left the house, just like that."

After saying that, Ding Hao took off the wine jug on his waist and threw it to Zuo Feng. Zuo Feng took it and gulped it down without any hesitation, then handed it back to Ding Hao. After Ding Hao received it, he took a big gulp and then wiped his mouth, saying, "I've drunk enough, it's time to make a move."

"It's time to send this guy on his way."

Zuo Feng casually said and the two of them walked forward at the same time. It was hard to imagine that the two people who were surrounded by danger just a moment ago were actually taking the initiative to attack. It was because the two of them had just discovered that the mouse-faced man was also at the end of his strength. They didn't dare to give the person in front of them time to recover. One must know that the higher the cultivation, the stronger the body and the greater the amount of spiritual energy, and the stronger the recovery ability would be.

As Zuo Feng and Ding Hao walked forward, they seemed to step on the same strange steps as if they had agreed upon it beforehand. Suddenly, the scoundrel faced man saw the two people in front of him and instantly turned into six figures. Even the three Ding Hao who were walking forward looked at Zuo Feng in surprise, then the three figures revealed smiles at the same time.

This time, it was the rat-faced man's turn to be depressed. If it was just a single person using such an afterimage martial skill, he would have a way to deal with it. However, now that the two of them were using this technique at the same time, he truly felt that it was rather tricky.

Soon, Zuo Feng and the other two arrived in front of the rat-faced man. Three swords and six ash-gray palms struck out at the rat-faced man at the same time. The scoundrel-faced man let out an angry growl, a hint of blood appearing on his face. The long blade danced in front of him, creating a shadow.

After the crisp sound of the collision, the four figures slowly disappeared, leaving only Zuo Feng and Ding Hao. The scoundrel faced man took two steps back. His body trembled and blood flowed out from the corner of his mouth.

After the intense battle and the overuse of his martial arts, his meridians could no longer handle it. The injuries on his body finally exploded.