Unable to catch the opponent at all, Nessarod was unwilling to bow his head and surrender, so he fell directly to the ground and stood firmly on the ground with a serious look on his face.

"I don't believe you can keep doing this..."

Before he finished speaking, a cold edge struck from his side. Nessarod quickly waved the bone club in his hand to parry.

There was a muffled thud, and Nessarod wanted to seize this opportunity. The moment he caught Feng Tianxing's blade, he stepped forward and slammed his fist in front of him.

The fist wind swept past, but unfortunately, the fist did not hit anything. Instead, it caused Nessarod to lose his defensive posture. Little did he know that Feng Tianxing had already circled to the other side of him at this moment, facing the empty door wide open.

Countless flaws were dealt with directly with one sword.

Suddenly, blood spurted out.

Feng Tianxing's knife struck directly on the demon's blood vessel. The effect of this knife was outstanding.

The pain and gushing blood instantly made Nessarod's spirit tense. Regardless of his situation, he directly attacked with the sound of breaking the sky wrapped in his tail.

This move failed again, and Nessarod suddenly felt helpless from the bottom of his heart.

His speed is completely inferior to Feng Tianxing, but now, let alone teleportation, he can't even see where Feng Tianxing is, so how can he launch a precise counterattack.

Knife after knife, Feng Tianxing seemed to be carving a beautiful work of art at this moment, and the spurting blood was his pen and ink.

As hot blood fell to the ground, Nessarod's unbearable roar finally broke out.

But this roar in an almost desperate situation is more like the final emotional catharsis of a losing battle.

Suddenly, Feng Tianxing's sword stopped, and he stepped back dozens of steps, keeping enough distance from Nessarod.

"Forget it, I'm not interested in killing anyone anymore today, go away."

Everyone was dumbfounded by Feng Tianxing's behavior, which almost violated the rules here.

Either life or death, or the other party will no longer be able to fight back.

But now Nessarod is still able to move, and there is still the possibility of counterattack. By making this choice, he is almost not giving face to any of the demons present.

Before they could express their inner dissatisfaction, Nessarod, who broke free from the pain, let out a low roar and locked onto Feng Tianxing's position, instantly appearing in front of Feng Tianxing.

The blood donation all over his body seemed to turn him into a bloody god of war, and the huge bone club in his hand also burst out with its own brilliance at this moment.

The bone stick is covered with a thin layer of aura, which is spiritual energy.

With this stick, the opponent can be attracted within ten steps.

Although Nessarod is in the body-breaking realm, he does not have the corresponding cultivation methods, and his use of spiritual energy is also so clumsy.

Seeing that Feng Tianxing was about to be attacked, countless people's hearts were in their throats.

They were worried that Nessarod would make a mistake with this move, and they would lose all face.

"This kid must be killed."

"Be more ruthless and use all your strength!"

Amid everyone's expectations, Feng Tianxing's body was indeed pulled.

This time it was inevitable.

Nessarod's expression instantly became extremely ferocious.

"Suffer death!"

The bone rod smashed down with all its strength.

With a muffled sound, all the demons present were stunned.

They saw that Feng Tianxing just raised his hand and blocked Nessarod's menacing attack.

Nessarod gritted his teeth tightly, blood dripping from between his teeth and from the corners of his ferocious mouth.

Feng Tianxing moved his hand away somewhat boredly.

There was a bit of helplessness on his face.

"Haven't you heard a saying that strength and speed complement each other? You wouldn't think that my speed is not a reflection of explosive power, right?"

Seeing the faint smile on Feng Tianxing's face, Nessarod felt only despair in his heart.

Suddenly, he coughed out a mouthful of blood and looked down at his chest. A sharp jade thorn stretched out from Feng Tianxing's palm and accurately pierced his chest, shattering the beating heart.

heart.

Feng Tianxing let go of his hand and stepped back, avoiding Nessarod's fallen body.

"Why do some idiots like to seek death so much?"

Since the last confrontation with Hurley, Feng Tianxing has discovered a lot of things, especially his perception of his speed and strength, which is completely wrong.

The power of blood is different from skills, it needs to rely on the body to burst out.

Feng Tianxing's speed can not only be achieved by relying on the so-called blood, but more importantly, Feng Tianxing constantly soaks his body with medicinal liquid and trains it.

In this month, the subordinates and Jiang were really going crazy with boredom, but for Feng Tianxing, it was not the case. After reflection and change, Feng Tianxing could deal with the demons again.

At that time, I had more moral character.

Even if he faced an opponent that was more difficult than Hurley, even if he had never seen his tricks before, Feng Tianxing's victory was still very simple.

Because he can see through not only the opponent's methods, but also the opponent's psychology.

As Feng Tianxing left the ring, he returned to Sheng Deli.

Sheng Deli couldn't look away just from looking at Feng Tianxing.

This is the person he wants, someone who is ruthless and not a one-minded fool.

If there were such people to help, those demons that he couldn't stand and secretly causing trouble would die without their bodies intact.

However, there is another bigger problem in Sundry's mind now.

Feng Tianxing is a perfect body, and he is also a perfect body. The bloodlines of the two sides are not far apart. Sheng Deli thinks that his strength is not weak, so it should not be difficult to deal with this Nessarod.

But now that Nessarod is dead, this has become an unsolved case.

He wanted to try to see who was more powerful compared with Feng Tianxing.

"Do you have the guts to try fighting me?"

Feng Tianxing raised his eyebrows slightly because he didn't see Jiang.

"Where's the guy who came with me?"

Sundry said calmly.

"He just left."

Feng Tianxing thought for a moment and said immediately.

"The confrontation between you and me will be left for next time. Now I have something to deal with, so I won't accompany you."

After saying that, Feng Tianxing rushed outside and left here.

Sundry was completely stunned.

Not only because Feng Tianxing rejected his invitation, but also because Feng Tianxing did not take any piece of silk from his hand. This was the bet they had agreed upon before.

When he wants to find Feng Tianxing again, where can he find Feng Tianxing?

For a time, countless guesses emerged in Sundry's mind, but no matter how he thought, he could not find the answer he wanted.
Chapter completed!