Gu Long: Dominating the Martial Arts World Starting from Transmigrating as A Fei

Chapter 158 Flying Sword Subdues Dragon's Appearance (Please Subscribe)

Pang Wen's anger was practically boiling over.

However, he did not rashly attack Ah Fei who suddenly appeared.

Afei didn't even glance at him, but instead looked at the seriously injured Jiang Feng.

It seemed that they didn't take Pang Wen seriously at all.

Afei looked at Jiang Feng, smiled, and said, "How are you, brother?"

It wasn't until he asked the question that Jiang Feng seemed to suddenly realize something and nodded blankly.

Jiang Feng thought his older brother had arrived.

Jiang Feng couldn't recall ever seeing anyone else use that sword strike before, had it not been delivered by Yan Nan.

He was even more surprised when he saw what Ah Fei looked like.

This person is so young!

You should know that Yan Nantian is already thirty years old.

And this young man, who can unleash the same magnificent sword strike, will grow up for another ten years or so—

Jiang Feng simply couldn't imagine it.

He stared at the smiling youth for a long while before, as if waking from a dream, clasping his hands in thanks and saying, "Thank you for your help, sir. May I ask your name? I am deeply grateful for your life-saving grace—"

Ah Fei waved his hand to interrupt him, and said calmly with a smile, "Just call me Ah Fei. It's nothing, just a small favor."

"The tortures this man described are truly disgusting. If what he said is true, I wonder how many people have died tragically at his hands."

"It is our duty to slay such villains, Brother Jiang, so why thank me?"

The more you say this, the more grateful these sentimental people will be; it's only human nature.

Jiang Feng pursed his lips tightly as he looked at A Fei.

He felt not only gratitude towards Ah Fei, but also deep respect for him.

His intense hatred of evil and unrestrained nature are exactly the same as his older brother's personality.

Jiang Feng was relieved that such a person existed in the world, and that he had encountered him.

How kind God has been to him!

He quickly warned, "Your Excellency must be careful! This man is the strategist of the 'Twelve Constellations' organization, named Pang Wen, and is extremely treacherous."

"His martial arts are characterized by their profound and powerful internal energy and strength."

Afei nodded; he could guess it even without reading the description in "The Complete Record of Ancient Martial Arts".

Without immense internal strength, one could not tear open the sturdy carriage.

He stared at Pang Wen, a thoughtful look in his eyes.

Based on the information currently available, Pang Wen should be weaker than Yao Yue and Lian Xing.

But compared to himself, he is definitely much stronger.

Otherwise, the sword strike I delivered during my surprise attack wouldn't have only left a shallow wound on his face.

Now that we've lost our initial advantage, we might not be his match in a head-on confrontation.

However, with the "Mingyu Gong" and "Wuxiang Shen Gong", his true energy must be more powerful than his opponent's.

Then I can rely on "Little Li Flying Dagger" to deplete his true energy, and when it's almost gone, I'll look for an opportunity to kill him with one blow!

Pang Wen's eyes now gleamed with ferocity as he roared, "Boy, since you dare to come, you'll all stay here!"

"So you'll know how many eyes Lord Horse has."

As he spoke, he roared, and the shadow of a dragon seemed to appear faintly behind him as his fists came whistling like the wind.

This is the effect of using the "Dragon's Power".

The force of the punch cleaved through the air, like a violent tornado sweeping towards you, giving you an overwhelming feeling of powerlessness.

A person with a weak will would be intimidated before the fight even begins, losing the power to resist such a punch.

But instead of losing his fighting spirit, Afei didn't even slow down.

He suddenly lunged diagonally, aiming straight for Pang Wen's side.

But what was truly unexpected was that Pang Wen's fist, which he had already thrown, suddenly turned and came straight at A Fei.

Ah Fei stomped his foot on the ground, and with a "thump," a dent appeared in the ground.

Using this power, Afei stopped and quickly moved to the other side of Pang Wen's body.

This is simply not something a human could do.

At the same time, the sword in his hand shot out in the opposite direction of his movement.

It looked as if he hadn't gripped the sword, his body had suddenly turned, and the sword had slipped from his hand.

Jiang Feng couldn't help but clench his fists as he watched.

Due to severe blood loss, he no longer had the strength to fight.

Their lives were now in Ah Fei's hands.

Pang Wen was overjoyed, sensing that his opportunity had arrived.

No one doubted the power of his punch, a blow that had once shattered a boulder.

Although Afei's sword flew out, he was still alive.

Pang Wen's fist seemed to have eyes, relentlessly pursuing A Fei.

Until a "hiss" sound.

Ah Fei thought to himself, "What a pity."

Pang Wen's reaction speed is incredibly fast.

Every time the flying sword was within reach, just when he was about to achieve great merit, he was able to dodge it at the last second.

Just now, the iron sword that shot out from behind Pang Wen was still dodged by him.

However, Ah Fei still noticed something amiss.

A dragon-shaped shadow enveloped Pang Wen.

Whenever the flying sword entered the dragon's range, he would dodge the fatal attack as if he had a premonition.

Could this shadow also sense danger?

Before A-Fei could even show surprise, Pang Wen's eyes widened, and he blurted out, "Controlling a sword with internal energy? You're from the Wudang school?"

The kung fu of Wudang is famous throughout the world, and one of its techniques is "using qi to control the sword".

However, such martial arts skills are by no means easy to master.

At Afei's age, even if he started practicing from the womb, he would never be able to master it.

Pang Wen was utterly stunned.

In his mind, he had already raised the bar for Ah Fei's true identity to a whole new level.

Pang Wen thought to himself, "I've never heard of this kid before."

If this isn't a secret bloodline hidden deep within the ranks of those veteran masters of the martial arts world, then it's a soldier secretly trained by some sect.

When he harbors a dark heart and secretly ponders things, he will inevitably imagine the worst in people.

Afei remained silent, knowing that Pang Wen had clearly misunderstood.

But I don't need to correct him.

So he silently urged his flying sword forward, relentlessly attacking the spot where Pang Wen would have to save.

The sword was so fast that it was dazzling.

Jiang Feng's eyes gleamed with a strange light.

Although Afei's flying sword was not as decisive as Yan Nantian's, which settled the matter as soon as it was unleashed, it was indeed swift and clean.

But his sword strikes are unpredictable, always landing in unexpected places.

However, it contains countless variations, and even with Jiang Feng's extensive knowledge and experience, it is difficult for him to judge the sword path at first glance.

Ah Fei didn't approach Pang Wen again, which gradually made Pang Wen lose patience.

Anyone who is prevented from getting close to the enemy from afar will feel anxious.

After an unknown amount of time, just as Afei felt his internal energy was about to be exhausted, Pang Wen suddenly shouted.

He pushed off the ground with both feet, dodging the flying sword that Ah Fei swept out, and shot over like a cannonball.

In fact, Pang Wen's true energy was almost exhausted.

He never expected that the young man who suddenly appeared in front of him would have such powerful internal energy.

When he realized that if he continued like this, he would inevitably suffer defeat, he suddenly exerted his strength and prepared for one last desperate attempt.