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Chapter 756: Who are you

A dozen cavalry Qin soldiers rushed towards Qin Feng, holding up the iron spear in their hands, not frightened at all because of Qin Feng's ruthlessness in slaughtering Qin soldiers like cutting melons and vegetables. Qin Feng didn't look at them, and waved them with a casual knife. The Qin soldiers who rushed to the front were immediately hit by the sword energy and knocked off the horse.

And the change happened at this moment. When the cavalry in the front fell, Eunuch Le, who had been accompanying Qin Feng, suddenly stood up and roared with a sharp voice: "Your Majesty, be careful."

The four words were not fully expressed. A soldier who was just ordinary, had a spear in his hand like a carp leaping on the dragon gate. In an instant, the light grew rapidly. In Eunuch Le's eyes, behind the gun blade, the tail flames flashed violently, and before the gun tip, even a black hole was burst out of the air.

He screamed and flew up, swung the whip out of his hand and hit the man. With a dull sound, the whip whip blew on the war horse that the man was riding, cutting it hard, cutting the war horse in half from the middle, but the man had already flew in mid-air, holding a gun in one hand, and flew towards Qin Feng.

The person holding a gun is naturally Deng Pu who has been ready to go.

Even though he felt that he was fully sure, Deng Pu, who had been polishing on the battlefield for many years, still did not make a breakthrough, but was quietly looking for opportunities, seeking the opportunity to kill with one blow.

He felt he was looking for it.

He took action without hesitation.

Eunuch Le turned around and wanted to attack Deng Pu again, but another Qin soldier beside him rushed out, and the spear in his hand flashed, which actually blocked Eunuch Le. He was also a rare level nine master.

When Deng Pu wanted to kill Qin Feng, he naturally thought that Qin Feng would definitely not lack the protection of his masters as the emperor. He did not want anyone to disturb his actions during this period, because even the slightest factor could change the final outcome.

And today, he can't afford to lose.

The cavalry on the left and right wings confronted each other, and the Qin soldiers were completely defeated. In the middle, the heavy cavalry also fell into the mud, seemingly having the upper hand, but in fact they had lost the greatest advantage of the heavy cavalry. When the light cavalry on both wings were victorious and surrounded the middle, it was the time when the heavy cavalry was finally destroyed.

The only turning point is on this blow from me.

Deng Pu used his lifelong skills in this attack. The choice of timing, the angle of attack, and the strength of true energy. He felt that this shot was the most gorgeous attack he had used in his life, which was more perfect than the attack he had fought with Li Zhi.

Even if Qin Feng is a master at level 9, he cannot avoid this fatal blow.

The master and the ninth level use essential differences in the use of power. The gun blade quickly approached Qin Feng, and a smile appeared on the corner of Deng Pu's mouth.

Once Qin Feng dies, the overall situation can be reversed.

Together with Deng Pu, the iron knife in Qin Feng's hand, which was like a flame stick, disappeared in an instant, and returned to his own face. Qin Feng faced Deng Pu's violent attack with a serious face, but the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, as if he was a little sarcastic.

Hold the handle of the knife with one hand and the tip of the knife with the other, and the iron knife is pushed out smoothly.

The tip of the gun was stabbed on the wide knife surface.

Deng Pu's face changed.

The tip of the spear did not break the iron knife like he imagined and pierced Qin Feng's chest, but stayed on the iron knife's face. To outsiders, it was the iron gun stabbed on the surface of the sword, but Deng Pu knew that the tip of his spear was still a little distance from the surface of the sword, and it was like a gun stabbed between nothingness and could no longer move forward.

The cold breath quickly surged from the tip of the gun. Deng Pu was surprised to see that the tip of his gun turned white, and then the white quickly spread towards the blade of the gun and the barrel.

Qin Feng, who had just used his masculine sword technique to destroy the Qin cavalry, now his inner breathing and intention changed to the most yin and soft in an instant.

Qin Feng's four hooves of the war horse under his crotch were all broken, and he fell to the ground with a terrible cry. Qin Feng seemed to have expected it, and fell steadily to the ground, his feet were neither too small nor too small, and his hands were pushed out flat.

One of them was on the ground, the other was in the air, maintaining an extremely strange posture.

Qin Feng is definitely not a master, otherwise the war horse under his crotch would not be affected and died. Deng Pu was sure of this, but because of this, he didn't understand why Qin Feng could block his attack.

With a loud shout, his hair and beard were spreading, and all the armor on his body flew away. The white on the gun bar immediately faded away. Qin Feng's face turned slightly red. He took two steps back and let out a breath. Deng Pu's spear tip changed from the white just now to a red color, and burned upwards.

Halfway through, the tip of the gun turned white again.

That is Qin Feng's Hunyuan Spiritual Power that quickly transforms between the Yin and the Sun. Every time he converts, Qin Feng will take a step back.

Deng Pu has already fallen to the ground.

It seems that Deng Pu has the upper hand.

"Shoot him to death!" The horse monkey in the distance rushed towards this side like a madman, and took off his sword, killing the Qin army along the way one by one.

The soldiers of the Fire Death Camp nearest here immediately took out their crossbows and raised their hands to shoot at Deng Pu. Now Deng Pu and Qin Feng are almost in a state of static. For the soldiers of the Death Camp, even if they have their eyes closed, they will not shoot in a crooked manner.

But what shocked the soldiers was that these powerful crossbow arrows that were shot out immediately fell to the ground when they approached Deng Pu's body several feet.

Some soldiers did not believe in evil, drove their horses forward and rushed towards Deng Pu, but they had not yet approached. The arrows that had just fallen to the ground flew up one by one, piercing through these brave soldiers and war horses like lightning.

These methods seemed useless, but they still distracted Deng Pu a little. Qin Feng never gave in a step during this period.

Mahou stopped the war horse and glanced at the form of the battlefield. He understood in his heart that he would not be able to use it for the time being. If he did not clear the Qin soldiers on the battlefield, he would not be able to help.

"Kill all these Qin dogs first!" He roared and waved his sword, and rushed towards the Qin army's ninth-level master who was excited by Eunuch Le.

On this battlefield, there were few people in the Fire Death Camp, but they had an absolute advantage. At this time, seeing that the emperor was attacked, the situation was in danger. These Death Camp soldiers even rose up and rushed around, killing the Qin cavalry into a defeat.

In the middle of the battlefield, Deng Pu's hair was flying, and he exerted his strength again. A gentle tingling sound came, and it sounded like a fairy music in his ears. The tip of his spear finally touched Qin Feng's sword face.

Sure enough, the sword that had accompanied Qin Feng for many years was immediately covered with fine spider patterns with the tip of the gun as the center. Then a crackling sound turned into thousands of fragments.

Deng Pu shouted loudly and stabbed forward again.

Qin Feng's hands remained in his previous posture and had not changed. Thousands of fragments gathered together and burned wildly. Deng Pu's spear tip pierced into the fire.

The spear was moving forward quickly, but no inch could pierce the flame.

It was melted into this bulging fire.

Deng Pu is still moving forward.

The iron spear is still shortening, and the fire is getting weaker and weaker.

Finally, the gun barrel burned to the last inch, and the fire turned into a wisp of blue smoke and disappeared between the two of them.

One punch!

Two palms!

The two met face to face for the first time.

Qin Feng retreated backwards, not because he wanted to retreat, but because he was repelled by Deng Pu's punch. His legs plowed out two deep grooves on the ground, and the armor on his body was broken. Now, like Deng Pu, his hair was flying in the air, but at this time, Qin Feng's hair flew backwards, looking a little weird.

Qin Feng stopped, and slowly stood up, his hair flying backward finally fell back on his shoulders. He rubbed his wrist gently, spit out a mouthful of black blood, looked at Deng Pu, and chuckled, "Godly general, you are really shameless to do this ghostly act."

Deng Pu did not pursue it, not that he didn't want it, but that he couldn't. Just now, although Qin Feng was repelled by him, at that moment, Qin Feng's inner breath invaded his body like a living thing, scattered into tens of millions of thin strands as thin as hairs, like steel needles, attacking from the various tendons and veins to the Dantian.

He must use his inner breath to refine these steel needles, otherwise he will let them attack the Dantian, and the consequences will be jealous.

These internal breaths that were like living were not fully cultivated by him. They still bypassed his interception from several points and went straight into the dantian. Although they seemed insignificant, Deng Pu knew that he was injured.

He looked at Qin Feng with a very strange face. Because at this moment, he remembered some secret files recorded in the top secret files of the Great Qin Palace.

These pieces of paper have long turned yellow, and the paper that will be weathered by accident records the deeds of Emperor Li Qing, the founding emperor of the Tang Dynasty.

"Huanyuan Spiritual Ability!" he murmured. "No wonder, no wonder you can block my attack. You have practiced Huanyuan Spiritual Ability. You have actually practiced Huanyuan Spiritual Ability."

When Emperor Li Qing was at level 9, he killed the Grandmaster at level 9. This is a myth in the eyes of later generations, because in the past thousand years, there was an insurmountable gap between the Ninth level and the Grandmaster. Later generations never understood why Emperor Li Qing could kill the Grandmaster when he was at level 9. In the end, he could only blame the magic of the Hunyuan Divine Art that no one has practiced for thousands of years.

"Who are you?" he asked suddenly with his voice raised.

Qin Feng looked at him and smiled: "Some people said that my surname is Li, but I think it's good to have a surname Qin. I didn't know the name of this kung fu when I was a teenager. Later, I died one after another. Finally, someone told me that I was practicing the Hunyuan Spiritual Ability. I was lucky and I practiced it in a mess. Deng Pu, I know you want to kill me, but I also want to kill you! What a pity, I promised Li Zhi that I wouldn't move Qin first, but this time, if you come to beat me first, I can't blame me for being wronged."

Deng Pu took a deep breath and suppressed his extreme shock: "It is unknown who will win to death."

He pounced on him again.
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