The super son-in-law of the female president

"boom……!"

The strength of the old man's saber technique is too amazing, I saw him shattering Qianshan with one saber (stick), and a bright saber light burst out like a rainbow. Qian Shan, with the sword intent to destroy the sea, slashed towards the ethereal Zuo Feng.

After being hit by this devastating blow, Zuo Feng immediately spat out blood, and his right shoulder was slashed by a crutch.

The skin was torn apart, and the flesh was bloody for a while.

After grimacing in pain, Zuo Feng took advantage of the momentum and jumped back, and the gap between the two instantly widened.

As for Qin Fan and his group, who were trapped in the French Open, all of them looked worried.

Immediately sweated for Zuo Feng.

Among them, Jiang Xinyue, in particular, admired and secretly fell in love with Zuo Feng.

Seeing that Zuo Feng was defeated at this time, it was even more distressing!
"Brother Zuo, you have to be careful, if you really can't do it, just leave us and run away!"

When Qin Fan heard this, he immediately rolled his eyes.

I thought: "Fuck me, if Zuo Feng doesn't fight to the end at this time, will the old man be free to kill us?"

But how could Qin Fan say such words?

He yelled spontaneously at the top of his voice, "Zuo Feng, hurry up!"

"This old man hasn't used his strongest Taoism yet. You are no match for chopping like this with a walking stick. Don't be stupid!"

"Leave the green hills there, don't be afraid of running out of firewood!"

A trace of blood spilled from the corner of Zuo Feng's mouth.

And the big sword behind him, the gauze that was originally wrapped around it, has completely lifted the veil at this moment.

The broken knife is broken and dilapidated.

At this time, Zuo Feng had no choice but to pick up the legendary great sword to fight.

Although a sword is not a knife, the sword technique and the sword technique, to a large extent, have certain commonalities.

And the old man didn't seem to want to give Zuo Feng a chance to breathe.

With a squinting smile, he held a crutch in his hand and charged again. Zuo Feng stood upright and proud of the world, turned his sword, looked at him with an extremely cold face, and said lightly: "The same move, it's best not to use it. Use it twice in front of me!"

"when!"

Zuo Feng directly blocked the old man's attack with the big sword.

"Huh?" A trace of astonishment flashed across the old man's eyes, and then, it was quickly covered up. Ashamed and furious, he swung his walking stick again and slashed at Zuo Feng's head.

But Zuo Feng didn't use dodge at all. In the past, he had gone through countless life and death experiences, and his strength was not to be underestimated.

He smiled coldly. Right now, suddenly a sleeping male lion let out an extremely domineering roar, holding the big sword tightly in both hands, and attacked extremely fiercely.

"Ding dong!"

"Bang! Bang bang bang!"

"Bang bang bang bang!"

For a while, the old man and Zuo Feng fought against each other, especially Zuo Feng's crazy and violent fighting style, which forced the old man not to fight recklessly for a while, dodging left and right, staring at him with sharp eyes The opponent seemed to be looking for the right timing, as long as Zuo Feng had the slightest opening, he would swing his crutch to fight back.

Zuo Feng's crazy style of play is like a mad dog, completely different from the handsome guy before.

At this time, even Chen Ajiao showed a serious expression on her face, and she couldn't help but sweat for Zuo Feng's behavior.

Suddenly, Zuo Feng's attack speed slowed down, and the old man's eyes lit up with joy, and he roared excitedly in his heart: "It's now!"

"Shh!"

The crutch in the old man's hand emitted a faint silver light, and the light turned into a sharp blade.

Cut the mess quickly with a sharp knife, and directly use the supreme knife technique of cutting the head and chopping the knife!

Fast as lightning, moving like a bamboo to the left.

"not good!"

Zuo Feng's heart trembled, his face couldn't help but frightened, just because the old man severed his head and hacked too fast, a phantom flashed in front of his eyes, and then danger struck.

The walking stick used by the old man may look the same as the walking stick used by ordinary old men, but its appearance at this moment is definitely an extremely sharp sword.

Facing such a powerful attack and momentum, Zuo Feng's expression was serious and serious, and he didn't dare to be careless. He raised the big sword in his hand, clenched his hands tightly, and bent his body slightly, like a beast about to hunt for food. .

"Profound Truth Wushuang One Sword!"

The shadow moved with him, and Zuo Feng slammed his legs onto the ground. Then, he turned into an afterimage and rushed towards the old man in an instant.

Profound Truth Wushuang One-knife vs. Decapitation and Slashing Dafa!

At this moment, Qin Fan, Chen Ajiao, and Jiang Xinyue, who were trapped in the French Open, held their breath and watched Zuo Feng and the old man very nervously.

At this moment, they seemed to have forgotten to breathe, and they were all frozen there.

In front of you, there is only focus!focus!Still focus!
So focused that you even forget to breathe!
"boom!"

In an instant, the two collided with each other, with a deafening sound, all the people present saw the old man knocking out the big sword in Zuo Feng's hand, and Zuo Feng backed up again and again, his expression was horrified, he couldn't believe it He looked at the old man who laughed at him.

"how is this possible?"

Zuo Feng lost his mind for a while, his move Profound Truth Wushuang Yidao is one of his strongest moves.

I dare not say anything else, even a master at the early stage of Qi Condensation would have to back away from such a powerful blow from Zuo Feng.

Known as the strongest person in the Condensing Mirror Realm, he has been loved by everyone since he was a child. He did not expect to meet such a powerful opponent in this collapsed continent.

You must know that even if a master of the Qi Condensation Realm enters the barrier of the Collapsed Continent, they can only display the strength of the Mirror Condensation Realm.

And those powerful monks who formed alchemy naturally couldn't even come in because of the restriction of energy suppression.

But under such circumstances, he, who was invincible in the Ningjing realm, lost again this time.

The old man's expression became more and more cold, as if he was very disappointed with Zuo Feng in front of him.

"I thought I could continue this hearty battle, but I didn't expect it to be over as soon as it started!"

"Boy, you let me down so much!"

Suddenly, a bolt of lightning struck down from the sky, resounding through the entire valley, and at the same time illuminated the old man's appearance.

"Damn it, I didn't expect them to harvest so quickly, I have to work harder here!"

This sentence, so to speak, is simply inexplicable, as if talking to himself.

But suddenly, he turned his head and looked at Zuo Feng.

"Now! You can die!"

The old man rushed forward with brisk strides, waving the crutch in his hand, turning it into a sharp long knife, looking like he was about to kill Zuo Feng.

"Not good! Zuo Feng has lost his mind! I have to find a way!"

Seeing this, Qin Fan violently shook the French Open twice with his hands.