Chapter 590: I
sincerely want to live to be more powerful.
Wang Zhi's fear is also sincere.
Fang Bie usually doesn't talk nonsense with others. If he really talks nonsense, it means that he can't do anything to the other person for a while.
The cannons and swords used just now were all Fang Bie's true skills. After the last battle with Ning Huan, Fang Bie has determined that science still has its limits in this era.
But what if there are limits?
The game of adding more noodles, more water, more water and more noodles can be regarded as an eternal truth in this world.
Because the effect of pistols on Ning Huan's level was already very limited, Fang Bi could only try to use cannons.
Or hand cannon.
According to test results, this hand cannon can penetrate an iron plate of 2.5 centimeters. This is already the highest technology currently available.
However, Wang Zhi's hands still couldn't be beaten. It could only be said that the strength of Wang Zhi's energy was beyond Fang Bi's imagination even though he had seen it before.
Therefore, even though the Bahuang Liuhe Sovereign Art that Wang Zhi obtained is not the original version, it is still extremely powerful.
So Fang Bie followed up with another sword blow.
This sword could have been the end, but Wang Zhi still blocked it.
He seemed unarmed, but who would have thought that Wang Zhi's weapons turned out to be a pair of gauntlets.
So at this moment, Fang Bie could only stand where he was, quietly adjusting his breath and saying something powerful at the same time.
Different from Ning Huan.
There was no irreconcilable conflict between Fang Bie and Wang Zhi. The two had never met before. If Wang Zhi had not reached the point where he had to die, Fang Bie would not have had the courage to complete the assassination. .
But now that the assassination has begun, there is no end.
"You can actually hide a firearm in your sleeves, and raise your hand to fire it. The power is so terrifying." Wang Zhi stood there and did not approach Fang Bing, but said with a smile: "Honestly, I suddenly feel that your martial arts training is a waste."
"No matter how high your martial arts skills are, you can't defeat ten thousand enemies, but if you study firearms, you can easily break through a battle formation of ten thousand people." "
You praise me, Boss Wang." Fang Bie said with the same smile: "I don't have that big ambition." "I
came to this world just to live well. If possible, I can live well with the people I like." The
boy. Said so sincerely.
Wang Zhi nodded: "Then you still have a choice now."
Fang Bie smiled and shook his head: "I'm sorry, I don't have one."
With that said, Fang Bie clenched the black sword in his hand, stepped forward, and It was cut with one sword.
Wang Zhi had never seen such a fast sword.
Fang Bi's sword technique is different from anyone else's.
Shang Jiuge's swordsmanship was exquisite, he was sure to save his life if he attacked, it was changeable, magnificent, and looked like a fairy. Therefore, everyone who saw Shang Jiuge's swordsmanship was full of praise and thought that the swordsmanship was at its peak.
But the side is different.
Fang Bi's sword is just a sword.
In an instant, the sword light was in front of him. Wang Zhi had no choice but to raise his right arm and use his gauntlet to block another blow.
Fang Bie couldn't help but sigh as he was bounced away again.
Wang Zhi's weapons are extremely similar to his personality, both being more defensive than offensive.
This kind of gauntlet is really weak when used for offense, but when used for defense, it is like an iron bastard that cannot be splashed with water.
He also has almost the strongest internal strength foundation in the world. Unless Fang Bie can cut off Wang Zhi's arm armor, otherwise it will be really difficult to kill Wang Zhi.
But Wang Zhi was no longer calm.
He just thought that he was forced to defend in the first sword because he was helpless due to the situation at that time. As long as he could adjust and regain his strength, then Fang Bu would not be his opponent.
But Fang Bu slashed the sword in front of him again. Wang Zhi was still forced to defend. Why were all the countermeasures ineffective? Even though the right arm he was blocking was protected by magic power, the armor was also useless. It was extremely hard, and it was numbing slightly from the shock at this moment.
But then, Wang Zhi laughed loudly: "Little brother, your sword is indeed powerful and exquisite, unparalleled in the world, but I ask, how many times can you cut such a sword?" Fang Bie shook his head with a wry smile
. , and then stretched out a finger.
"Ten times?" Wang Zhi said in surprise.
He didn't expect Fang Bie to be able to strike out with such a sword ten times. After all, even he was shocked to the point of paralysis in his arms, and the effects of force were reciprocal. Fang Bie, who was holding a long sword, would definitely not feel better either.
But even so, can he cut out ten swords?
Fang Bie shook his head.
The body and the voice come together.
Cut out with one sword.
Wang Zhi took three steps back.
Fang Bie was bounced back again, but his voice still echoed in Wang Zhi's ears.
"A thousand times."
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above the Yangtze River.
The upper level of the Wide Silence was already in a mess.
The queen bee dressed in white stood in the corner of the upper floor, looking at the two fighting in front of her with a complicated expression. Her four maids had fallen to the side, unconscious.
In a battle of this level, ordinary first-level people have no room to intervene. Even if you don't believe it, the facts are right in front of you.
Qin was still dressed in black, but there were already several scratches on the black clothes. When the black clothes were cut open, through the gaps in the black clothes, the bloody sword marks inside could be seen.
Compared to Qin, He Ping, who was dressed in green clothes, was unscathed. She held a long sword in her hand, and her whole body was filled with purple energy. She attacked Qin with a sword, looking like a fairy. Qin stood there, but only used one right hand. , blocking all He Ping's attacks.
Yes, only one right hand.
No matter what angle or speed He Ping used to draw the sword, Qin always had only one choice, and that was to hit the sword with his fist.
Then He Ping's sword was smashed and missed.
"I said that you are weaker than you were three years ago." Qin looked at He Ping who was panting slightly in front of him and said calmly: "Everything Fang Bi did did was only slow down your weakening trend, but It didn't make you stronger."
"But on the contrary, I have become stronger than three years ago."
He Ping looked at the man in black in front of her quietly and sighed: "Even so, I still I can kill you."
The pure world has never been opened. Qin was testing He Ping's strength, but He Ping didn't test Qin's strength.
As Qin said, Qin is much stronger now than he was three years ago.
It turns out that Qin's Ba Qin Divine Art is already the product of the pinnacle of domineering Qigong. With extremely condensed and powerful Qi, a body-protecting Qi is formed on the body surface, which is both offensive and defensive, and extremely powerful.
With such martial arts, even Heiwu's Black Sky Demonic Kung Fu, it would be difficult to gain favor in front of the opponent.
As for Qin, he had already reached the pinnacle of Ba Qin's divine skill three years ago. It can be said that no matter how hard he practices, he cannot become stronger.
In terms of practicing the magical power of Tyrannical Qin, Qin can be said to be the strongest genius in history.
After all, the name Qin was not Qin's original name.
But he changed his name to Qin after he practiced the magical power of Tyranning Qin and became the Golden Bee.
If not, Qin would not have challenged He Ping three years ago.
But the result of the challenge was that Qin indeed lost.
And lost miserably.
No matter how powerful Ba Qin's magical power was, he could not successfully block He Ping's sword.
He Ping's sword through the chest sealed Qin's defeat. If He Ping hadn't deliberately spared Qin's life and the sword had not hit Qin's vitals, there wouldn't be so many things happening now.
Qin couldn't help laughing when he heard what He Ping said: "Are you regretting it now?"
"I never regret it." He Ping said lightly.
Then he stepped forward with a sword, and the sword light cut off an inch of the afterglow in the sunset.
But Qin still raised his fist out of boredom and hit the sword far away.
"Back then, you could kill me without paying almost any price." Qin looked at He Ping and said, "But now you must have the courage to die with me before you can kill me." "It's just He Ping
. Ping." Qin said He Ping's name with amusement in his expression.
"Now, do you still have the state of mind to stab that killing sword?"
He Ping was silent.
"I don't want to die." He Ping sighed.
He Ping used to be fearless in life and death. Every mission she carried out was successful, but not every mission was smooth sailing.
She has encountered many enemies, some strong and some weak, but He Ping was not always so strong.
But every time, it was He Ping who survived.
Because the person who is least afraid of death sometimes survives to the end.
She started becoming an assassin for the Hive at the age of sixteen, but she actually killed people much earlier than before becoming an assassin.
She started killing people when she was twelve.
Now he is twenty-nine years old.
So far, a total of 1,472 people have been killed.
Although it’s less than one per day, it’s almost the same.
He Ping had said when she first met Fang Bi that she was not a good person and there would be no good consequences for following her.
Don't say he doesn't care.
Then he followed He Ping.
This is ten years.
He Ping led Fang Bie and gradually became the strongest assassin in the world.
Fearless in life and death, killing with one strike, He Ping became stronger and stronger, so that fewer and fewer people could block her sword.
Even the opening of a pure world has become a luxury hope.
In other words, He Ping is also deliberately suppressing the use of the Pure World.
Because this is a state close to invincibility, and it is also a reminder for oneself.
Just like at this moment, Fang Bie was completing the most difficult task in history for himself.
And even though he knew it was a trap, he was still forced to jump into it.
Fang Don had warned himself to be careful about Qin.
But even so, if Fang Bie comes back, all he sees is his and Qin's bodies.
What would the boy think?
To this day, He Ping is still not afraid of death.
But He Ping no longer wanted to die.
She wants to live.
Qin Haha laughed, and the laughter shook the whole ship slightly, causing the queen bee to cover her ears.
"You don't want to die."
"You don't want to die."
"Did you know?" Qin looked at He Ping: "When I first saw you, it was already twenty years ago." "
Two Ten years ago, you had a strong look of death in your brows."
"Twenty years ago, you were the weakest kid in the training camp, the one who had to put in the most effort to survive. Her cultivation progress is the slowest among all, even without her."
Qin pointed his finger at the queen bee.
"You've been dead a long time ago, haven't you?"
"Yes." He Ping nodded.
She has known Qin for a long time.
Both of them came out of the Hive training camp. In fact, even now, most of the Hive assassins were trained by themselves.
"But you didn't die." Qin looked at He Ping and said with a smile: "Obviously the progress of cultivation is the slowest, but every time in the elimination selection, you can always grit your teeth and defeat your opponents, so that at first they regarded you as The person who was soft on you was defeated by you in the end and became your stepping stone." "
You eventually became a legend in the training camp, defeating the strongest enemy with the weakest strength." "
What kind of cultivation is there in front of you? For the realm, no matter what martial arts attainment, it is just a thin window paper in front of you, it will be broken with a poke."
He Ping did not speak.
In fact, she couldn't quite understand why Qin would say such things.
But she was happy to see Qin talk.
Because of this, we can spend a little more time for each other.
"Then we graduated." Qin looked at He Ping and continued.
"When I graduated, you were still very weak, so weak that I always thought I could knock you down with one hand, just like you are now." "
But every time I meet you, you beat me half to death. "
Why didn't you kill me then?"
He Ping shook her head and finally said, "I don't kill people I shouldn't kill."
"So you think I shouldn't kill all the time?" Qin asked .
He Ping nodded: "Except now."
Qin couldn't help but laugh again, which made his stomach hurt.
"Why would someone like you become an assassin? Why would you become the strongest assassin? You obviously don't want to kill anyone, right?" "Yes." He Ping nodded: "If possible, I would most like
to The person you have become is Shang Jiuge."
That's why He Ping has always taken care of Shang Jiuge.
Shang Jiuge is He Ping heading towards another life.
Of course, if Shang Jiuge was not placed at the foot of Huashan Mountain, but at the door of the Beehive.
So now Shang Jiuge is just another He Ping.
To put it bluntly, it's nothing more than fate playing tricks on people.
"You always look like you want to die." Qin looked at He Ping and said.
"You always have that look on your face that asks you to kill me." "
You hope that the next battle is the one where you should die." "
But it just so happens that you don't want to die properly."
"Every time you die Those who fall are the people opposite you who want to kill you."
"When I graduated and chose my partner, I thought you would choose me." "
Because I am the strongest graduating student besides you. "
But in the end you chose Xie Yuan."
"Can you tell me the reason?"
Qin asked.
"Because Xie Yuan is more likely to die than you." He Ping said.
I also want to update more, but my body doesn’t allow it. ==
Xin: Believe me, I can update 10,000 words a day.
Body: Trust me, you'd rather get some sleep.
But I actually still like the recent plot.
(End of chapter)