Ying Zheng dodged one after another. He didn't fight Han Fei head-on, but carefully studied his opponent's attacks.
Han Fei's every move was very precise and as standard as a textbook.
His sword technique was profound, and when combined with his lightness skill, he was like a celestial being floating in the air, full of elegance.
The Yin Qi on the scale was extremely heavy. If one was not careful, they might be invaded by the Yin Qi and their True Qi would be messed up.
"In the end, he's too young and can't keep his cool.”
Ying Zheng tried for a moment and found that Han Fei was a little impatient. His father's death and the destruction of the Han Kingdom had brought him great psychological pressure. This time, it was either you die or I die. Therefore, the pressure on him was extremely huge.
It was this pressure that made him impatient. Although his moves were very rigorous and pure, they lacked flexibility. It was just a performance.
"Wei Zhuang and the others are not here. We can take this opportunity to kill Han Fei and eliminate the hidden danger.”
With that thought, he instantly unsheathed his sword.
A silver light flashed, and a wave of sword light arrived.
Han Fei was in the middle of a fierce attack, but he didn't expect Ying Zheng to suddenly use a sword move. Caught off guard, a sword light hit his left arm, leaving a shallow wound.
He quickly retreated and casually took a look. The wound was not in any way serious, but there was blood flowing out. He looked a little disheveled.
"That is Tianwen? It seemed that he could not underestimate this sword.”
Han Fei thought to himself that the King of Qin's treasured sword, Tianwen, had always been a mystery. He always carried it with him, and few people had seen it before. None of the enemies who had seen Tianwen had ever survived.
At this moment, the Heavenly Ask was unsheathed. The other party must have the intention to kill. He could not be careless.
Han Fei finally became completely cautious. Faced with such a powerful enemy, he gradually calmed down and analyzed his opponent's weaknesses.
However, Ying Zheng did not have much time left for him.
Ying Zheng unsheathed his sword and activated his movement technique. Instantly, ten afterimages were left behind.
"Eh? It's similar to Bai Feng's Dancing Phoenix Six Illusions. This person…"
Han Fei was shocked. This move of Ying Zheng's looked familiar to him. Every afterimage was very real, and the movements of each afterimage were different. However, these ten afterimages attacked him at the same time, which made him think of the White Phoenix in the organization.
The Six Illusions of the Phoenix Dance was too similar!
Han Fei didn't dare to be careless. The Six Illusions of the Dancing Phoenix were so confusing that he couldn't tell which one was the real one.
Facing attacks from six directions, how could he resist alone?
He quickly ran forward. No matter which one was the main body, he had to avoid the attack of the afterimage first, or else there would be endless trouble. Once he was surrounded by the afterimages, he would have nowhere to escape.
Ying Zheng's attack missed. Seeing his opponent running away with his back facing the sun, he seized the opportunity to pursue him. Instead of using his afterimage, he poured his Genuine Qi into the Heaven's Asking Sword, causing the sword to flash with a dazzling light. Under the strong light of the sun, it expanded countless times.
Han Fei narrowed his eyes and was blinded by the light for a moment.
"Oh no…"
He knew that once he closed his eyes, he would immediately fall into a passive position. He quickly retreated, not caring about the surrounding environment.
The corners of Ying Zheng's mouth curled up slightly, revealing a cold smile. His sword went straight for the enemy's head.
As the cold sword edge approached, the light dissipated, and spiritual energy shot out of the sword. Han Fei could already feel that the cold sword energy was about to fall on him. He raised his sword to block in front of him, and his vision gradually returned to normal.
He saw a sword coming straight at him from the front. It was very fast and very close. The tip of the sword was pointing at his glabella.
He instinctively raised the sword higher, but he did not hear a clear sound, nor did he feel the power from the sword.
He was slightly surprised, and at this moment, he heard Ying Zheng's voice.
"Sky-Devouring Demonic Technique!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Han Fei suddenly felt that the true energy in his body was flowing out of his body. In the time it took for a thought, he had lost most of his true energy.
This Qin Wang could absorb the zhenqi of others. Why hadn't the organization investigated this before? Oh right, the organization didn't even know his strength, so how could they find out what kind of martial arts the other party knew?
Han Fei felt bitter, shocked, regretful, and unwilling.
With a single mistake, all of his zhenqi had fallen into the other party's hands.
After devouring Han Fei's spiritual energy, Han Fei was no longer a threat. Ying Zheng reached out his hand and pressed on his acupoint, but he was not happy at all.
"They have all been captured by me, but the person who gathered and scattered the quicksand has not appeared…Oh no, White Phoenix!”
Ying Zheng's mind raced, and he immediately understood.
At this time, one of the Six Sword Slaves hurried over from afar and said,""Your Majesty, Gathering Quicksand broke into the prison and rescued Bai Feng. He has already organized assassins to pursue her.”
Ying Zheng's face turned a little ugly. He flung his sleeve and said," Humph! You want to kill me by declaring war, but you want to kill two birds with one stone and save the white phoenix? Dream on! With me here, I will let you all work for nothing today!”
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