So Zhou Feng didn't plan to waste too much time on defense.
Instead, he chose to give up defense and began to launch a large number of attacks against the disciple holding the double spinning sword.
When the two spinning knives flew toward Zhou Feng again, Zhou Feng also stretched out his hands and grasped the disciple's two sharp knives.
Although Zhou Feng's hands were already covered with his own immortal power.
But his hand-to-hand combat power is naturally not as powerful as the power of immortal weapons.
Therefore, the immortal power in Zhou Feng's hands to protect his fists was slowly being destroyed by the spinning double knives.
Soon, the immortal power in Zhou Feng's hands was no longer enough to support the fists he used to protect himself.
However, Zhou Feng did not intend to stop his attack.
The disciple on the opposite side looked at Zhou Feng's suddenly fierce attack and said with a smile, "With your own thin body, it is simply a fool's errand to defeat my immortal weapon!"
After all, this disciple also strengthened the immortal power of his own immortal weapon, making Zhou Feng's attack more difficult.
This disciple controlled the double spinning swords and kept spinning rapidly in the air.
The double spinning swords also struck from Zhou Feng's shoulders and neck to Zhou Feng's lower body, so that Zhou Feng's disciple uniform began to wrinkle.
Zhou Feng's whole body became even more embarrassed under the continuous attacks of the double whirling swords.
The speed of Zhou Feng's attack was also affected by the spinning double swords.
"Aren't you still willing to give up? The immortal power covering your fists is almost completely dissipated."
The disciple also frowned and looked at Zhou Feng, who was still struggling to support himself.
Seeing Zhou Feng's firm eyes, the disciple also smiled and said, "Since you are so insistent, then I will let you feel the power of my double spinning swords!"
The disciple also waved his big hand again, and the two swords were lined up side by side, and then they cut off two strands of Zhou Feng's hanging hair.
Zhou Feng realized that the two spinning swords were aimed at his neck and behind him at the same time. He also punched the ground with both fists, and then quickly turned over.
He applied his immortal power to his feet, stretched out his legs, and kicked the blades of the two spinning knives respectively, causing the spinning knives to bounce back.
"You are really tenacious! The double spinning swords have left a lot of injuries on your body. Are you still unwilling to admit defeat? Your immortal power is already very weak now."
This disciple has been lobbying Zhou Feng to give up this competition with him, but Zhou Feng always responded to him with a pair of firm eyes that refused to give up.
This also made this disciple even more angry.
"After playing with you for so long, it's time for us to decide the winner!"
This disciple no longer planned to continue the stalemate with Zhou Feng, but planned to fight quickly to determine the final outcome.
At this moment, all the immortal power Zhou Feng had applied to his fists had been exhausted.
Seeing this, the disciple on the opposite side also took the opportunity to seize the opportunity and swung the retracted double swords towards Zhou Feng's hands again.
He wanted to see how Zhou Feng, who had lost the protection of his immortal power this time, could still block his double spinning swords.
Zhou Feng looked at the double spinning knives flying toward his hands, and his eyes instantly turned cold.
He looked at the spinning double swords and sneered.
Even if he doesn't have the Dust-breaking Sword in his hand at this moment, and he doesn't have the immortal power to protect his fists, so what.
He is willing to pay any price to win.
Moreover, the feeling that the fourth artifact, the Four Elephant Fan, was calling him was getting stronger and stronger.
Naturally, he couldn't give up easily here.
When the twin spinning swords were only one breath away from Zhou Feng, Zhou Feng directly stretched out his hands and tightly grasped the twin spinning swords thrown by the disciple from the opposite side.
"What!" The disciple on the opposite side was also extremely surprised and said to Zhou Feng in a cold voice, "Are you crazy? Aren't you worried that your hand will become useless because of this?"
When Zhou Feng tightened his grip on the sharp tip of the knife, a large amount of blood oozed from Zhou Feng's palm and continued to flow to the ground.
Without the protection of immortal power, his hands were easily scratched by the sharp tips of the spinning double knives.
Another large amount of immortal power poured into Zhou Feng's body along his wounds. These powerful attacks of immortal power also began to collide in Zhou Feng's body.
Although these immortal powers made Zhou Feng's original immortal power in his body extremely unstable.
But Zhou Feng still endured the pain and firmly grasped the double spinning swords of the disciple on the opposite side.
However, in the face of this disciple's question, Zhou Feng only answered coldly.
"I will pay any price to win."
The elders who were observing outside the Denghe Tower couldn't help but sigh to the fifth elder, Director Qiang, when they saw Zhou Feng acting like this.
"Lao Wu! Your disciple's stubbornness is exactly the same as Zhou Buyu's back then! Such courage is not something ordinary people can achieve."
This disciple also frowned coldly after hearing Zhou Feng's answer.
"Okay, since you are so persistent, let's see if my knife is stronger, or your hands are harder than my knife!"
This disciple also stretched out his palms to transmit immortal power to his double spinning swords.
The double spinning knives also continued to exert force, scraping deeper into the flesh and blood of Zhou Feng's hands.
Affected by the immortal power of the disciple on the opposite side and the damage caused by the spinning double knives, Zhou Feng's forehead was left with more and more sweat.
His face became paler and his lips began to turn blue.
But Zhou Feng still didn't let go of the hands holding the spinning swords. Instead, he held them tighter and tighter.
Zhou Feng's eyes became sharper and he also said, "Isn't it just a pair of small swords? What can you do to me!"
Zhou Feng also roared angrily, completely exploding all the immortal power he could control within his body.
Then Zhou Feng also continued to urge his Liuyun Stepping Immortal Steps, holding the two swords firmly in his hands.
And he threw the disciple's immortal weapon back to the opponent with all his strength.
After throwing out the first double knife with his left hand, Zhou Feng accelerated his speed and rushed forward, then hit the knife with his bloody left palm, making the knife throw even faster. .
At this moment, Zhou Feng, as if he didn't feel any pain, pulled out the sharp blade embedded in his right hand again, and threw the spinning knife in his right hand towards the disciple opposite.
The disciple on the opposite side wanted to raise his hands to resist, but found that his spinning swords were no longer under his control!
Instead, it charged towards him at extremely high speed and cut off half of the cloak on his lower body.
Zhou Feng also endured the severe pain in his hands, his eyes were red, and he kept speeding up his feet, and once again grasped the disciple's double spinning swords.
While the disciple on the other side was stunned, he crossed the disciple's double spinning swords on the disciple's neck and said to him, "You lose!"
This disciple, facing Zhou Feng who defeated him without using his own magical weapon, was stunned for a while and asked himself blankly.
"I lost? I actually lost? How is this possible?"
