Sword of the Nine Heavens, the Fall of the Gods

Chengfeng quickly rushed forward with his spear and fought side by side with Zhao Yun who turned back.

After some trials and tribulations, the two of them joined forces, their power increased greatly, and they felt a little more confident.

For a while, the fight with the black-haired general was so intense that it was hard to tell who would win.

However, the black-haired general became more and more courageous as the battle went on. Every time he swung his axe, it was so powerful that it seemed as if it could split rocks.

And his extra tail was extremely flexible. It would occasionally sweep towards the ground, stirring up a cloud of dust.

From time to time, it swung towards the two of them, bringing with it a whistling sound, which eventually made the two of them feel exhausted.

As time went by, Chengfeng and Zhao Yun gradually felt overwhelmed.

His shooting skills also started to become disorganized and his breathing became rapid.

The black-haired general was not affected at all, and there was a bloodthirsty light flashing in his eyes.

"Hahaha! You two juniors still want to compete with me. You really overestimate your abilities."

The black-haired general laughed loudly, swung his axe violently, and once again knocked Zhao Yun's spear away.

Zhao Yun was horrified and wanted to retreat, but it was too late.

The black-haired general rushed forward, grabbed him by the collar and lifted him up high.

"Brother, be careful!" Cheng Feng thrust his spear at the back of the black-haired general, trying to save Zhao Yun.

The black-haired general seemed to have eyes on his back. He flicked his tail and wrapped around the spear.

"Oh!"

The black-haired general snorted coldly and threw Zhao Yun to the ground.

Zhao Yun felt as if all his internal organs were displaced. He spat out a mouthful of blood and instantly fainted.

"Brother! How are you?"

Chengfeng's eyes were filled with anxiety and worry, and he wanted to rush over to save him.

The black-haired general flashed and stood in front of Chengfeng, like an insurmountable mountain.

"Your opponent is me!"

The black-haired general grinned, swung the axe in his hand, and chopped towards Chengfeng again.

Chengfeng opened his eyes wide and raised his spear to meet the attack.

"boom!"

The two men's weapons collided again, splashing dazzling sparks.

This time, Chengfeng fought alone, but was unable to stop the power of the black-haired general.

"Oh!"

After a dull sound, Chengfeng's body was shaken and flew out, hitting a huge rock heavily.

"puff!"

Chengfeng spat out a mouthful of blood from 1982. He shook his body and struggled to stand up.

But I felt as if all the strength had been drained from my body and I couldn't stand up.

Seeing that the two men had been knocked down, the black-haired general sneered, turned and walked towards the prison car, facing Monk Mou Zi.

"Master, don't worry, I am here with you, the general. I will never let these two little bastards hurt you."

"No need!"

Mou Zi said calmly: "General, I advise you to give up your obsession. I will never give you the treasure!"

"You... you baldy thief, you really don't know how to appreciate my kindness."

The black-haired general's face turned red with anger, and his eyes glared with ferocity.

"You bald bastard, I came to save you, and you actually said such a thing. Today, you must hand over the treasure, whether you want to or not. Otherwise, I will turn this prison car into your coffin."

The voice of the black-haired general echoed in the canyon like thunder, shaking the surrounding rocks slightly.

"What is the joy of life? What is the difficulty of death? Amitabha!" Mou Zi chanted the Buddha's name softly and said no more.

"Ah, you bastard!"

The black-haired general roared, "You thief bald donkey, I will give you some time to think about it. I will deal with you after I have dealt with those two thieves and scoundrels."

After saying that, he walked quickly to Chengfeng, his eyes flashing with cruelty and ferocity, as if he was looking at a dying prey.

"Scoundrel! What else do you have to say?" The black-haired general's voice was full of disdain and contempt.

Chengfeng raised his head and looked at Heimao's ferocious face, his eyes revealing an unyielding tenacity.

"Master Mouzi is right. What's the joy of living? What's the difficulty of dying? I have nothing to say after today's defeat. Go ahead!"

The black-haired general laughed wildly twice towards the sky.

"You little rascal! It is your great honor to die in the hands of this great general. Next time you are reincarnated, you must be careful and don't provoke this general again."

As he spoke, the axe in his hand flashed with cold light, and with a strong sense of oppression, he attacked Chengfeng's head.

At the moment when the axe was about to chop down, Chengfeng suddenly moved.

With a flash of his body, he avoided the fatal blow of the black-haired general like a ghost.

At the same time, the spear that he had clenched in his hand at some point stabbed out like lightning, pointing directly at the throat of the black-haired general.

The black-haired general obviously did not expect that Chengfeng would react so quickly despite being injured.

He yelled and dodged quickly.

"laugh!"

After a slight sound, the tip of the spear pierced his shoulder.

Scarlet blood immediately gushed out from his shoulder.

"Squeak!"

The black-haired general let out a strange scream, quickly covered his shoulders and jumped to the side.

"You rascal, how dare you cheat?"

The general stared at Chengfeng angrily, his eyes filled with shock and unwillingness.

Chengfeng raised his lips slightly, revealing a mocking smile. He gently shook the spear to shake off the blood stains.

"Why not? I have never thought of becoming your enemy, but since you are pressing me, I can only go all out. Even though you are powerful, I am not afraid."

"You little rascal, do you think you can just let it go by injuring me with a trick?"

The black-haired general gnashed his teeth and said, "Today, I will let you taste my special move, fifty lightning whips!"

After saying that, the black-haired general roared angrily, and his long tail suddenly stood up. The long and thick tail kept shaking in the air.

In an instant, the tail split into more than fifty pieces.

Each tail was dancing wildly in the air, with lightning flashing on it, illuminating everything around it, like a silver snake shuttling through the air.

These electric snakes intertwined into an impenetrable net in the air, making crackling sounds and submerging the entire battlefield in endless electric light.

The black-haired general trembled, and the fifty or so tails shot towards Chengfeng like arrows, carrying a strong sound of electricity and dazzling electric light.

"not good!"

The power of these fifty lightning whips was indeed astonishing. Chengfeng's face changed, he tightly grasped his spear, and retreated quickly.

At the same time, he swung his spear with all his might, trying to fend off the attacks of these electric snakes.

However, the speed and power of these electric whips were far beyond imagination, and they could only barely block a part of them.

The electric whips that were not blocked hit him hard.

The powerful impact force instantly spread throughout his body, throwing Chengfeng high into the air.

"Bang~"

Chengfeng fell to the ground again, spitting out blood from his mouth again.

My body was shaking violently, and every breath I took was accompanied by severe pain all over my body.

Chengfeng gritted his teeth, trying to stay awake and get up again.

But I felt so weak that I couldn't even move an inch.

At this point, he was really at the end of his strength and had no ability to resist at all. He could only wait to die.

Looking at the little rascal lying on the ground, a hint of pleasure of revenge flashed in the eyes of the black-haired general.

"Go to hell, you little rascal!"

He grinned, and more than fifty tails shot out again like arrows.

"Beng Shi! Stop being so arrogant, I'm here to meet you!"

Before he finished speaking, a long sword fell from the sky like a shining meteor, instantly breaking all the whips attacking Chengfeng.