Chapter 157.2

Chapter 157.2

However, Feng Shao’s current behavior was too weird, and Weng Jiao couldn’t make up his mind for a while.

Seeing Feng Shao’s confident look, a flash of inspiration suddenly flashed in his heart, and he said with a smile, “Since young master Feng wants to fight with me, then I just have to compete with young master Feng. Please mark the arena and bring it on!”

Hearing this, Feng Shao frowned.

Seeing the change in Feng Shao’s expression, Weng Jiao felt like a bright mirror was shining in his heart.

He gradually determined that Feng Shao was here to bluff, so he sent a voice transmission to the other disciples, asking them to immediately lead enough people to guard the place where Qing Yangzi and others were held.

Then, he walked forward slowly, came to Feng Shao, and made a gesture, “The visitor is a guest, young master Feng, please make your move first!”

Feng Shao’s face suddenly became gloomy, “Elder Weng, what you said seems a bit inappropriate? Since when did you become the master of Taiwei Mountain?”

Weng Jiao laughed and said, “Is there any problem with whoever is in charge and whoever makes the decision for that?”

Feng Shao sneered, “Okay! Since Elder Weng thinks so, then it’s okay!”

Feng Shao drew out the Golden Crow Sword, made a gesture, and shouted, “Look at the sword!”

Before he finished speaking, Feng Shao turned into a stream of light and stabbed directly at Weng Jiao’s torso.

“Good move!” Weng Jiao shouted then drew out his famous weapon, the “Seven Demons Ghost Head Sword,” and slashed at Feng Shao.

The Ghost Head Sword is not Weng Jiao’s exclusive weapon. At least in the Blood Devil Sect, there are dozens of people whose weapon is the Ghost Head Sword.

The reason why Weng Jiao took the name “Ghost Head Sword” is because he is the most skilled in the entire Blood Devil sect.

Compared with Qu Li’s vigorous style of play, Weng Jiao’s sword is more technical.

Just this strike implies three changes.

Feng Shao saw that this move was powerful, but he was also fearless.

Hearing what Di Yu said, Lin Xiaoran felt relieved and watched the duel between the two with peace of mind.

The fight between the two lasted for half an hour, but no one could do anything to the other.

Feng Shao felt his breath getting stagnant. He realized his dantian was getting empty, and he knew that his strength was close to running out. Immediately, he retreated sharply with the Xiaoyao footwork.

At the same time, he shouted, “Weng Jiao, we have a tie today, do you dare to fight again tomorrow?”

Weng Jiao snorted coldly, “Do you really think I’m afraid of you? Come back tomorrow!”

Feng Shao nodded, turned around, and left.

Weng Jiao narrowed his eyes slightly as he watched Feng Shao’s leaving back. He asked the disciple of the Blood Devil Sect beside him, “Is there someone who sneaked into the mountain and waited for an opportunity to save people?”

The disciple shook his head and said, “Elder Ding has been leading people to guard there, and no one has sneaked in to save people from the beginning to the end.”

Weng Jiao frowned, “Did I guess wrong?”

After pondering for a while, Weng Jiao suddenly opened his eyes wide and said in a broken voice, “No, Snake Tooth Mountain is in trouble!”

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After Feng Shao left the mountain gate, he reconciled with the others.

Han Biyun couldn’t help asking, “Senior brother Feng, what should we do next? Do you plan to continue challenging Weng Jiao?”

Although she has confidence in Feng Shao, she doesn’t think Feng Shao can defeat Weng Jiao by fighting across a big realm. It is really a fluke to be able to fight to a draw with Weng Jiao today.

Feng Shao shook his head and said with a smile, “It’s not necessary. Tonight, we can directly surround and kill Weng Jiao!”

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