Chapter 408: One Sword, One Sword, One Sword (Second Update)
Looking at Ning Huan who drew the bone-eroding sword in front of him.
And the pink bubbles coming out of his mouth.
There is nothing you can do. If your lungs are injured, you will spit out pink bubbles in your mouth.
The stars were shining brightly above my head.
But there is no moon.
"Honestly." Fang Bie sighed and said to him: "If you hadn't run away the first time, I think you have a better chance of winning now." "How many shots have you been hit now? Three shots? Four shots
? ?"
"If I only had a 60% chance of winning initially, I have at least an 80% chance of
winning now." "Are you sure you still want to fight me?"
Fang Bi's words were lazy and clear, with real logic.
You didn't fight when you were in your best form before, but now you are injured and can't run away so you fight. Do you think you can still fight?
The so-called way of war is to attack the city first and attack the heart first.
The reason why Ning Huan is strong is largely due to his mentality that he is almost invincible in the world.
If this mentality of his can be broken, then the chances of winning this battle will be greatly increased.
Ning Huan wiped the corner of his mouth with his right hand, wiping away all the blood from the corner of his mouth.
"Little thief Linghu, haven't you ever heard of the idea of fighting trapped beasts?" Ning Huan said this as he began to use the Great Compassion Technique all over his body. For a moment, his bones trembled and his muscles shifted.
Red beads of sweat slowly flowed all over his body, and at the same time, Ning Huan's expression began to look ferocious and painful.
The three bullets hidden in Ning Huan's body were "squeezed out" of his body bit by bit by his muscles and bones as Dabei Fu moved, and fell to the ground with three clangs again.
Ning Huan stood under the starry night and looked at Fang Bie: "I, Ning Huan, have been undefeated throughout my life. Do you really think you can kill me here?" Fang Bie looked at the
man in red in front of him - While Ning Huan used his skills to expel the three bullets from his body, his appearance also changed.
Originally, Ning Huan was a handsome young man with a jade-like face, but with the operation of the Great Bei Fu, he has now become a middle-aged man with a resolute face. He looks more stable and less charming than the previous young man in red. Different, but with more majesty.
"I don't know." Fang Bie smiled: "But since you have such an idea, you have to give it a try, right?" "
Teacher Ning Huan."
Fang Bie called the teachers one after another, and stepped forward again. , Fang Bi's speed is extremely fast, and he can almost drag out the afterimage in place with one move.
He was originally twenty steps away from Ning Huan, but as soon as he moved, he was in front of Ning Huan almost instantly. The long black sword in his hand danced and slashed towards Ning Huan.
"Teacher Ning Huan, what do you think of this sword?"
If possible, Ning Huan would never want to hear this from Fang Farewell.
But now, Fang Bie's sword is already in front of him.
Then there is only one battle.
When the Fang Farewell Sword arrived, Ning Huan could only block with his sword. At the same time, he stretched out his left hand and began to operate the Great Compassion. A black hole of true energy was instantly formed in the palm of his left hand, continuously absorbing precious true energy from all directions.
But Fang Bi's sword was faster than Ning Huan imagined.
It fell down like this without any cost.
Ning Huan was struck by a sword and took three steps back. Before Ning Huan could catch his breath, he found that Fang Bie was struck by another sword.
Yes, no expense, just sword after sword after sword after sword!
Regardless of the strength, the posture of exerting force, the angle chosen, or the timing of swinging the sword, it was a flawless sword.
Fang Bie started swinging his sword ten years ago, and he swung his sword a thousand times a day. There are 365 days in a year, so Fang Bie swung his sword 3.65 million times in ten years.
You are forty-eight thousand years old, and you are not in the vicinity of Qin Sai!
Fang Bi has only practiced this sword for ten years, doing nothing but killing people.
Ning Huan was struck away by another sword.
Fang Bao didn't give Ning Huan anything to do. Unlike Shang Jiuge, his swordsmanship was so exquisite that he could easily injure the enemy by looking for flaws.
To be honest, even if Fang Bie's opponent was Shang Jiuge, Shang Jiuge would still be hacked away by Fang Bie's sword after sword.
Because it is fast, because it is accurate, and because it is ruthless.
It's because there are no flaws.
Almost any sword in the world has flaws, except for the simplest swords.
Fang Bie has been practicing the simplest sword for ten years. This is his unique swordsmanship.
"What kind of swordsmanship are you doing?" Ning Huan said in disbelief.
Under Fang Bie's violent attack, Ning Huan didn't even have a chance to counterattack.
Of course, at least Ning Huan still has the ability to block.
Of course, it's just the ability to block.
"I call it the Children's Palace Sword Technique." Fang Bie said seriously while chopping.
"Anyway, just slashing and slashing is enough, isn't it?"
Fang Bie said this, and slashed Ning Huan's head without mercy with another sword.
Basically every sword has peak speed, peak power, and peak accuracy.
There are no real sword moves.
Fang Bi's sword is really just a sword.
One sword, one sword, one sword.
A sword strike will knock you to pieces.
Ning Huan had forgotten how many swords he had received from Fang Bi. He had never seen such rogue swordsmanship.
It's the unparalleled power and speed, and every sword is struck at just the right place. Once the sword is drawn, you won't have the slightest chance to breathe.
Just one sword, one sword, one sword, one sword.
Until I kill you.
Because martial arts are inherently simple.
To be honest, Ning Huan was already extremely strong if he could take another sword.
But Fang Bi's sword was one sword after another.
In the dark night sky, Fang Bu waved the long black sword in his hand and slashed at Ning Huan one after another. It was like cutting down wood and also like New Year's greetings. However, these swords were linked together, and Ning Huan could only retreat step by step.
What kind of heaven and earth combines yin and yang to create great compassion?
There is no martial arts in the world that is unparalleled in the world.
Don't really swing the sword, just one strike can knock you down.
And for a moment, in addition to the monotonous and continuous collision sound of the black sword and the bone sword in the air, there was suddenly an untimely crisp sound.
This crisp sound was originally very light, but as Fang Bie's next sword fell, the sound actually started to become continuous.
Ning Huan instinctively felt something was wrong, but Fang Bi's sword was too fast.
He was able to completely suppress Ning Huan and make him breathless. It doesn't matter if you have great sorrow or great joy, I have a sword that is enough.
The next sword fell, and the bone-eroding sword in Ning Huan's hand suddenly shattered at that moment, and countless bone fragments exploded in all directions, each one being the sharpest hidden weapon.
Ning Huan had known for a long time that the bone-corroding sword in his hand was about to collapse under the continuous blows from other parties, so he decided to take the first step and forcibly injected internal force into the bone-corroding sword, causing it to explode on its own initiative, thus giving himself a chance of survival.
At the same time as the bone-eroding sword exploded, Ning Huan stepped forward, taking advantage of Fang Bie's momentary stagnation and the risk of being hit by the fragments of the bone-eroding sword, and slapped Fang Bie's chest with a palm.
"Death, you little thief!"
Ning Huan said angrily.
(End of chapter)