Xiao Feng immediately understood that the other party must have used some method to block his hearing.
"As expected of you, but if you think I can only do this, you are wrong."
As soon as he finished speaking, he stepped on the ground suddenly, and spider web-like cracks immediately extended in all directions.
Xiao Feng noticed keenly that there was a crack that suddenly stopped extending. That was where the opponent was, so he immediately pounced on it.
The God of Death, who had no time to distance himself, appeared in his field of vision again. Xiao Feng immediately used a move of Fascinating Palm. The opponent felt that thousands of palm shadows were covering him, and there was no way to escape.
The God of Death was calm and a dagger suddenly appeared in his hand, easily forcing Xiao Feng back.
"I don't know if you have heard that there is a high wall between bare hands and weapons."
Xiao Feng said calmly: "I thought you would suddenly take out a pistol and say that times have changed."
The God of Death laughed loudly: "How can a pistol be better than a dagger? If you insist on it, it should be a hand crossbow."
This is also a very strange point, because the true energy cannot be directly poured into the loaded bullets. For master-level warriors, pistols are not as useful as cold weapons, so martial arts such as gun fighting are not popular in this world. .
Of course, it would be another thing to suddenly pull out a Gatling gun with blue fire like in virtual reality.
Xiao Feng nodded and said: "Actually, I recently asked about how to deal with weapon masters, and this is my answer."
After saying that, he took out a pair of finger tigers from his pocket and put it on his hand.
It may be a bit difficult to deal with swords, but it is just right for dealing with daggers.
The God of Death snorted coldly: "Bare hands are bare hands, don't make any difference just because you wear a finger tiger."
After saying that, he attacked Xiao Feng like lightning.
"Cang! Cang! Cang! Cang!" In the blink of an eye, a series of sparks burst out between the two. Every blow of the God of Death was blocked by Xiao Feng with the finger tiger in his hand.
"It's my turn!" Xiao Feng suddenly put away the dagger of the God of Death, the finger tiger in his hand shone with blue light, and launched a series of cannons.
A wave of fast punches like a violent storm pushed the God of Death back steadily, almost losing his grip on the dagger.
"Good guy, I underestimated you."
The God of Death dodged again and disappeared from the spot.
How could Xiao Feng allow the other party to leave? He struck his feet again and found the opponent's position.
He was about to give chase, but suddenly his heart trembled, and he hurriedly transformed into a cannon to avoid the dagger that was suddenly shot at him from behind.
The dagger was shining with black light, and it was obviously filled with a lot of true energy. After being dodged by Xiao Feng, it still flew hundreds of meters and plunged into a house in the distance.
Xiao Feng was a little surprised: When did this guy come around behind me?
This killing move failed, and the God of Death was a little regretful, but he had once again distanced himself from Xiao Feng.
"Fighting in reality is really a different feeling. If you don't succeed this time, you will be dead next time."
After saying that, the God of Death completely disappeared from Xiao Feng's perception.
Xiao Feng sighed. No matter what, he had forced the opponent back.
The opponent lost a lot of energy and also lost a dagger, so he probably won't make another move in a short time.
Thinking of this, he ran to pick up the dagger thrown by the God of Death. The material was not ordinary. It should be customized like his own finger.
On the other side, Peng Yu also had a fight with another grandmaster of the Styx organization.
However, the opponent was just a first-order grandmaster and was no match for him at all.
Peng Yu held a long sword made of condensed golden energy in his hand, and directly cut the opponent into a human stick.
"Tell me, where are your accomplices?"
Although the other party was embarrassed, his mouth was very tough and he had no intention of answering.
"Huh, don't tell me, right? I have a hundred ways to make you talk."
Peng Yu lifted the opponent up with one hand, and then thrust the zhenqi sword into the opponent's body.
The zhenqi sword is like a thriving tree, constantly growing new branches. Countless tiny spikes soon cover the opponent's body, causing great pain to be felt in every part of the opponent's body. .
The other party's screams were endless, but he still had no intention of answering.
"What a tough guy. Since you refuse to recruit me no matter what, I have no choice but to kill you."
After saying that, Peng Yu suddenly pulled out the sword, and dense holes appeared on the opponent's body instantly. Blood spurted out from each hole, and the whole person shriveled up visibly to the naked eye.
Peng Yu threw the opponent to the ground and took back his sword.
"It's really troublesome. I have to start looking again."
Peng Yu shook his head. Just when he was about to leave, footsteps suddenly came from behind.
"Who?" He immediately turned his head and at the same time condensed the sword out again.
"As expected of a talented warrior from the Peng family, he is very skilled at condensing energy into weapons."
The person who came was a man wearing black clothes and a black mask.
But he is definitely not the God of Death, because his body exudes a sense of oppression that makes even Peng Yu feel nervous.
"You know me?" Peng Yu was a little surprised.
"Yes, so I decided to give you a quicker death."
After saying that, the mysterious man stretched out a hand, filled with vitality.
In a daze, Peng Yu felt that the other party was holding a bright starry sky in his hands.
When he came back to his senses, his Tianling Cap was already in the opponent's control, and he didn't even know when he was sucked over, or whether he walked over on his own initiative.
Peng Yu suddenly realized something and said with a shocked look on his face: "Take the sun and the moon, shrink thousands of mountains, and rub the universe, you... you are..."
Before he finished speaking, the other party crushed his Tianling Cap.
"Oh, I'm sorry. If I have a chance, I will apologize to Mr. Peng in person."
Peng Yu's body fell softly. As a second-level master, he died in the opponent's hands without any resistance.
But there is nothing that can be done about it, because his opponent may be the strongest person in the realm of Grandmaster. He is only one step away from being promoted to Grand Master, the current head of the Xiao family, Xiao Zhen.
Not long after, Peng Yu's body was discovered. This news shocked both Xiao Feng and Hu Yue.
Not only that, there was only one external injury on Peng Yu's body, which was the shattering of the Tianling Gai, indicating that he had no power to resist the enemy.
"Being able to kill a second-level grandmaster so easily means that the person facing him is definitely an outstanding second-level master... no, it might even be a third-level grandmaster."
Hu Yue said with a bitter face: "This is not something we can handle."
Xiao Feng remained silent.
At this time, Hu Yue received a call. He listened and suddenly became happy.
"Great, there is a third-level grandmaster who is willing to come to support, and do you know who he is?"
"Is it Liu Xiaofeng?" Xiao Feng said casually.
"Yes, it's him!"
