Chapter 20: Dead Fight

Zhang Feng gasped at this time, because the blow just now is almost the strongest blow he can do now. It is also a famous move that Bai Qi, the god of killing, is called slaughter. This move can solve nearly 10,000 people with one knife at the most powerful time, and Bai Qi, the god of killing, has only used it three times at a time. He will explode and die more than three times, because his strength is so great that ordinary people can't withstand such strong pressure at all.

And Zhang Feng just hoped to use this powerful move to put his opponent to death, so that he could take this opportunity to leave quickly. Otherwise, I'm afraid he would have more dreams at night. However, Zhang Feng ignored the holy weapon in King Arthur's hand. Although King Arthur's sword could not resist the deadly killing just now, his scabbard can restore King Arthur to its heyday in an instant, that is to say, as long as King Arthur has a breath, he can be infinitely resurrected.

When Zhang Feng saw King Arthur, who had recovered as before, his eyes almost fell down. He did not believe that there was such a powerful treasure in the world that could recover people on the verge of death in an instant, and he did not seem to have any trauma. Indeed, in addition to the awkward clothes on King Arthur's body, he really can't see any damage he had just suffered. Even if he didn't even have any broken skin, no wonder Zhang Feng looked unbelievable.

At this time, King Arthur looked at Zhang Feng angrily, and his eyes seemed to be about to spit out fire. He shouted something loudly to Zhang Feng in English, but Zhang Feng didn't understand a word. Suddenly, the holy sword inserted into the scabbard was pulled out by King Arthur. Suddenly, the power of heaven and earth was forcibly absorbed, and a huge pressure suddenly occurred.

Zhang Feng stood in the distance and looked at this scene coldly. He was thinking about a countermeasure. If it goes on like this, he will definitely not be King Arthur's opponent, because King Arthur can recover his strength in an instant and must find a way to break his magical scabbard. Otherwise, he must die.

Zhang Feng thought for a long time and finally made up his mind that he must find a way to grab or destroy the scabbard in his hand. At this time, King Arthur had let the sword in his hand completely absorb the power of heaven and earth. Then he raised the sword, looked at Zhang Feng and roared loudly in the distance, and then chopped the sword hard towards Zhang Feng.

Zhang Feng raised a smile from the corners of his mouth and raised the ink dragon blade in his hand again. The same move of slaughter was also the maximum he could use now. He suddenly cut it through the air. Just like just now, the ink dragon blade sent out a 100-meter-long black dragon, facing the silver sword light, and the sky seemed to be muffled thunder. Roll, a rumble flash of two colors, one black and one white.

When the two came into contact, they emitted a powerful force. This time, Zhang Feng did not retreat and advanced against the powerful force, relying on the armor of the God of War. These forces could not hurt himself at all. Driving the Phoenix boots. Like a lonely boat marching in the strong wind, he rushed to King Arthur with difficulty. Because Zhang Feng wanted to fight, only hand-to-hand combat would not give King Arthur a chance to recover, and Zhang Feng believed that he was wearing the armor of the god of war. In terms of hand-to-hand combat, even ten Arthur kings would not be his opponents.

When King Arthur could not withstand the explosion of this powerful force and blocked it with all his strength, he suddenly felt a flash in front of him. Zhang Feng appeared in front of him with a golden light. At this time, although King Arthur was not as embarrassed as he had just now, his chest had been hit by force. If the big pit is not healed in time, I'm afraid his life will be in danger, and he didn't expect that Zhang Feng was not afraid of this terrible power. Instead, he rushed to the force and came to him all the time.

A fist gradually became bigger in King Arthur's eyes and hit him in the cheek with a bang. Zhang Feng's fist was almost exhausted. The powerful physical force almost interrupted King Arthur's chin. Following this force, King Arthur fell in the air.

Zhang Feng urged the Phoenix battle boots and caught up with him in an instant. He crossed his fingers, put his hands together, and instantly hit King Arthur's waist. King Arthur screamed, and his body fell faster. With a bang, he smashed into the already dark land, and suddenly raised a piece of grass ash.

A golden light flashed, and Zhang Feng appeared on the human ground. He stretched out his hand and pulled out King Arthur embedded in the surface. Looking at the scabbard in his hand, he was about to reach out to grab it. King Arthur suddenly opened his eyes and smashed his right hand into Zhang Feng's left eye. Zhang Feng did not expect that King Arthur still had the ability. He counterattacked and was hit in the cheek by King Arthur. If Zhang Feng hadn't reacted faster, I'm afraid he would have blinded his eyes this time.

Zhang Feng was furious and went forward. King Arthur had just raised the holy sword in his hand to restore his strength. Zhang Feng had rushed up from behind and knocked him down. Then Zhang Feng grabbed the sword in King Arthur's hand with the scabbard. When King Arthur saw that his * was robbed by Zhang Feng, he was shocked and smashed Zhang Feng's chest. Zhang Feng quickly turned over and stood up from the ground and threw the sword in his hand far away.

"Hahahaha~~~!" Zhang Feng looked at the holy sword in the distance and immediately laughed loudly, "Without the holy sword, I see what you use to fight with me!" I'll kill you today!" After saying that, he immediately rushed up and fought with King Arthur. The two rolled around on the ground like a skin fight on the street, but King Arthur, who went to the holy sword and scabbard, was obviously not Zhang Feng's opponent, and he had been injured before. At this time, he fought with Zhang Feng, which was even more injured. The middle and big mouths of blood sprayed.

After being punched by Zhang Feng again, King Arthur finally couldn't stand it. He was punched on the forehead by Zhang Feng and suddenly fainted. Zhang Feng stood up and laughed. His laughter attracted the twelve Knights of the Round Table. When the twelve round table knights saw the very important position of their comrades-in-arms in their hearts, King Arthur, who could be said to be their soul, fell to the ground, with blood on the corners of his mouth, and seemed to be dying. Suddenly shocked, the twelve people immediately pulled out the sharp sword straddling their waists, stood in several directions of Zhang Feng, and surrounded Zhang Feng tightly.

Zhang Feng looked at the eight people surrounding him and snorted coldly, "Just because you want to block me? Even your King Arthur is under my hands, and you are not qualified. After saying that, the Molong blade had been summoned, and the other four people guarded by King Arthur's side and kept calling.

Zhang Feng ignored them and looked at the eight people: "Today, I will let you accompany King Arthur to continue to form the so-called Twelve Round Table Knights underground!" After saying that, Zhang Feng put the Molong blade across his chest and flew into the air. At this time, the eight people also flew into the air and surrounded Zhang Feng tightly in the middle. Zhang Feng snorted coldly, and a strong momentum spread out of him and surrounded the twelve round table knights tightly.

The twelve round table knights are pitiful enough to speak. Originally, they were supernatural in Britain. After being selected by King Arthur, Britain treated them as guest. It can be said that if they opened their mouths deliciously, the British government would try its best to be satisfied, but at this time, their King Arthur fell to the ground and was dying, but It is said that everything they have was given by King Arthur. Now that their parents are dying, how can they not work hard? Therefore, they all couldn't wait to swallow Zhang Feng alive and gritted their teeth and looked at Zhang Feng.

"Mr. Zhang, these people will be handed over to us. You'd better deal with King Arthur!" A voice sounded, and Zhang Feng was stunned. Looking from afar, James of the blood clan led more than a dozen people of the blood clan standing not far away in the air, looking at the twelve round table knights coldly.

"What a coincidence that you came here. I solved King Arthur before you came!" Zhang Feng said strangely. James blushed and then said, "Mr. Zhang Feng, I'm really sorry. I just got the news that you came here to fight with King Arthur, so I returned to our headquarters and rushed more than a dozen counts to help you, but I was still a step late. I didn't expect that King Arthur had been defeated by you."

Zhang Feng sneered and stopped caring about them. Anyway, the remaining small fish and shrimp were enough for these blood clans to clean up, and this time they came by themselves. Even if the blood clan intervened, it was a private relationship with him, and there was no connection between national honor, so Zhang Feng nodded and said, "That's good. In this case, I will also take a break. You can solve the remaining twelve round table knights.

After Zhang Feng finished speaking, he was about to leave. Suddenly, he saw King Arthur on the ground and said something bad and quickly flew to the ground. But it was too late. The sword that he ran far away was picked up by someone and had been put back in King Arthur's hand. At this time, King Arthur had stood up and raised it. The holy sword and scabbard in his hand are silently chanting something, and King Arthur, who had only one breath left, is gradually recovering.

"Damn it! Is there any mistake? You can still come back to life!" Zhang Feng had no intention of blaming the blood clan and James at this time. If King Arthur was brought back to life this time, I'm afraid Zhang Feng would regret that his intestines would be green. When Zhang Feng was still in mid-air, he secretly said a pity, because at this time, King Arthur's face was already rosy, the big pit in his chest had returned to its original state, and the marks on his face had completely disappeared. It seems that King Arthur has returned to his heyday.