Chapter 767: I was born
above In the main hall, he suddenly drew his sword, jumped up, and struck out with his sword towards the saint on the dragon throne in the main hall.
At that moment, he and his sword turned into a rainbow.
Then, Changhong stood still.
Because the yellow-robed saint sitting on the dragon chair gently stretched out a hand.
A thin hand grabbed Fang Bie's sword easily.
With only two fingers, he clamped the edge of the long sword, so that Fang Bie could stay in the air, completely unable to move.
Such a martial arts realm is indeed worthy of the pride of a saint.
I am invincible.
Even if you rebels object, I can still kill you all.
"Is this your Fang Bie's sword?" The saint held Fang Bie's sword in one hand and said slowly: "If this is your sword, how could Qin be defeated in your hands?" "Yes
. , this is the sword below." Fang Bie said calmly in the air, while speaking, his body suddenly rotated in the air.
Originally, it could not rotate because Fang Bi's sword was in the hands of the saint. Since it could not break free from the saint's control, how could the sword move and rotate.
But Fang Bie moved. At that moment, under his exertion, the sword in the saint's hand suddenly broke. As it broke, Fang Bie spun just a few feet away from the saint. While spinning, the black sword in his hand suddenly broke. The sword suddenly popped out another blade.
The shortest distance, the fastest rotation, brings the fastest sword.
Fang Bie's whole body almost turned into a rotating storm in the air. The periphery of the storm was Fang Bie's sword. This sword slashed towards the saint, and at this time the saint finally moved.
He left the Dragon Seat and swooped back several feet like a big bird, out of the attack range of Fang Bie's sword.
But in the next moment, Fang Bie's strong wind cut the hard dragon seat into seventy, eighty or ninety pieces, like a falling leaf.
Seeing the dragon throne instantly shattered and collapsed to the ground, Fang Bie stood still in the air, gently held his head, looked at the saint in the distance, and smiled: "Look, you can be cut down by me, right?"
The saint didn't speak. He finally looked at this young boy seriously.
The first sword just now was nothing, but the second sword that broke the blade and spun out made him feel dangerous at that moment.
"You will never have another chance to get close to me." The saint said softly. As he said this, he held his hand in the air, and in an instant, a colorless cyclone condensed in his hand. The next moment, the cyclone flew straight towards Fang Bie. , the moment the young man dodged, the cyclone penetrated directly through the vault of Jinluan Palace and flew directly into the sky.
"Your Majesty, are you not afraid of demolishing your own house?" Even at this time, Fang Bu still had time to joke with him.
"All of this belongs to me. I can keep it if I want, and destroy it if I want." The saint said calmly: "Since you want to overestimate your own abilities and become my enemy, I will let you see the true perfection of this martial arts. What is the realm like?"
"I'm sorry, I don't want to see it." Fang Bie looked at the other party and smiled softly.
The moment he smiled, Fang Bie drew his sword again and slashed at the saint in the distance.
The saint was already ready to go, but he never expected that the young man would appear in the air like a flash. He was still ten steps away, but he appeared in front of him in an instant. The black sword was wrapped with cold energy, and in a flash, The sword is already in front of him.
The saint staggered to avoid it, but his dragon robe was still cut open by the sword.
"What kind of sword is this?" the saint couldn't help but said in panic.
For the first time, he felt like everything was out of his control.
"It's just a sword." Fang Bie said this, turned his back, and slashed out another sword in the air without hesitation.
Each sword of the young man was rotated and slashed out, and each sword had extreme power and arc. Even if the saint Kong had astonishing power, he still could not avoid this sword that was so close to the ruler.
So the saint can only retreat.
Due to his overconfidence, he even said that the saint did not have any blocking weapons in his hands.
He never thought that there was such a sword in this world.
Originally, he was confident that he could easily catch Fang Bi's sword, and in fact he did it, but the young man's sword edge that could break out of thin air and then pop out again shattered all his plans.
He didn't even dare to hold Fang Bie's sword again, because the moment he held it, Fang Bie could break free and strike out with the next sword.
This young man seems to be so familiar with his own fighting style that he has developed such a set of swords that are completely aimed at him.
This sword is only fast, only strong, and only oppressive and suffocating to the extreme.
If the distance could be increased, the saint could rely on his supreme magical power to kill Fang Bie alive, but unfortunately, Fang Bie was engaged in this momentary dance of life and death with the saint in this small space.
"If I want to kill you, you are already dead!" The saint roared angrily while being forced back by Fang Bi's sword.
"But your Majesty will die in this way, right?" Fang Bie said with a soft smile: "I bet that your Majesty is not willing to die with me. How great is this." The
saint was silent: "I don't believe that anyone in this world will die willingly. ."
"What a coincidence, I don't believe it either." Fang Bie said with a smile: "I am a person who is very afraid of death, you know? Very, very afraid of death." "In this case, you still come here to ask for help
. Death?" the saint asked.
Fang Bie's sword almost pressed him to the point where he couldn't breathe.
"Because I was born in this world, and I don't want to die because there are so many beautiful things in this world." Fang Bie smiled softly: "In this world, there are fine wines and delicacies, beautiful girls, and beautiful scenery. , and there are so many interesting people. I want to experience and enjoy more in this world, so I don’t want to die in such a hurry before I have lived enough, so I try my best to escape from this kind of life. A sad death."
"But it's not that I really don't want to die."
"I was born in this world just to die in this world one day." "To
tell you the truth, I have died once before. , that death was very sudden, and I was very unwilling to do so." "
I died before I could do too many things, which made many people in the world sad for me." "
And fortunately , I died. , I have a chance to live again. I know how dark and terrifying the world of death is, so I will cherish this living world extremely." "But the old
friends I am familiar with in this world will eventually become one by one. Eventually, the interesting world will become boring for me." "
I hope to die without regrets, but unfortunately I may still die in this world." "
I may not be a A great person, but I have always thought that it is a great thing that I can be born in this world and have a second life." "The fact that I
can survive this life is a great thing in itself."
"So, in order for me, the great one, to continue living in this world, I ask you to die."
"Are you willing?"
Fang Bie said, and the sword edge slashed towards the saint's neck at that moment.
The saint looked into Fang Bing's eyes. His hand had already been raised. In the next moment, he could penetrate Fang Bing's chest.
This is a situation where both sides suffer losses and both perish.
But in the end, the saint lowered his right hand.
But Fang Biejian didn't hesitate at all.
The sword fell, and the saint's head flew high into the sky.
Red plasma splashed upward like a fountain.
Fang Bie sheathed his sword and looked at the opponent's body standing there.
Lower your head.
"Thank you."
"Thank you for letting me live."
(End of chapter)