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The second update!
Brothers, do you still have tickets? !
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"Boy, do you dare to fight us upright?"
The five people surrounded Fang Cun at the core, but they were afraid that Fang Cun would run away, so they ran out of words.
"Ah!" Suffering from alcohol, Fang Cun said lazily, "Okay, then who of you will come up first to lead the death?"
"" In an instant, a few people had been preparing their arguments for a long time, but they couldn't help being stillborn, their faces flushed with swelling, what kind of joke, the five of them teamed up and felt a little nervous, so they went up and singled out? Isn't that courting death!
Before the fight, the aura of the five has been suppressed by Fang Cun, and their combat power has been reduced by at least 20%, but they still don't realize it.
Smiling, the sword in Fang Cun's hand shook lightly, and said with a sneer, "It doesn't need to be so troublesome, just come up together to lead the death."
The three-foot green blade spread out suddenly, like quicksilver pouring down the ground, covering all five people at the same time.
"kill!"
Although there is a little timidity in my heart, Fang Cun's style of play is really too arrogant. After all, they are both innately strong, and their realm is similar. Why do you dare to be so big?
With swords and swords coming out, the five innate powerhouses are not waiting for nothing after all. Once they are not dragged down by the acquired warriors, they will use all their strength and almost block the entire world around them. retreat.
"Happy!"
Feeling the overwhelming pressure around him, a gleam of light suddenly burst out in Fangcun's eyes, and he couldn't help laughing.
Since stepping into Xiantian, Fangcun's strength has been increasing day by day, but he has never fought so heartily! When he first stepped into Xiantian and killed the old servant of the Leng family, he was injured after all, and he was too unfamiliar with the use of heaven and earth spiritual power.
It's just that it's completely different now. Facing five innate powerhouses at the same time, I almost pushed myself to the limit, and if I was not careful, I would die.
The most important thing is that, even so, Fang Cun has not used Cun Jin yet, but relied on his own strength to contend with the five innate powerhouses.
It's not that Fang Cun can't use a sword. As an assassin, there are actually no weapons that Fang Cun can't use. It's just that in the words of the old man, Fang Cun's sword always lacks a charm and is not elegant.
In the previous life, Fang Cun didn't understand it all the time. However, seeing the sloppy Taoist condense wine into a sword today, he suddenly split the chaos like lightning, and Fang Cun immediately felt the indescribable unique charm!
Sword intent!
The reason why the sloppy Taoist can cut through the air and hurt people by condensing wine into a sword is not because he has used so much power of heaven and earth. In fact, when he strikes, you can't feel any fluctuations of spiritual power of heaven and earth at all! But even this three-inch wine sword can seriously injure a master of the Xuan rank, relying on the sword intent!
Condensed like the essence, the sword intent itself is like the rules of heaven and earth!
In the hands of such a strong person, it doesn't matter whether there is a sword or not, whether it is a wine sword or a wooden sword, even flying flowers and picking leaves can be used as a sword! Because he himself is the strongest peerless sword!
This truth, Fang Cun also came back and kept recalling that battle, combined with the old man's explanation of the way of swords, this gradually became clear.
Seemingly drinking, in fact, since returning to this small courtyard, Fang Cun has been comprehending the sword!
Until being besieged by five people at this moment, he barely touched the edge of the sword intent, and it was precisely because of the existence of the sword intent that he fully understood the horror of the sloppy Taoist's sword.
After thinking up to this point, Fang Cun couldn't help being fascinated. Only when his cultivation reaches that level can he really be worthy of the sword!
From the initial bewilderment and confusion to the gradual realization, the sword in Fang Cun's hand has unconsciously become a little more indescribable!
"Damn it, this kid is evil!"
However, the more they fought, the more frightened they became. If they were full of confidence at the beginning and wanted to slash square inches under the sword, then at this moment, that poor confidence has already been completely lost.
Under the shadow of the sword light, the five of them even began to feel that their movements were unconsciously frozen, completely unable to control the direction of the battle.
The scene of the scruffy Taoist slapping the jug to turn the wine into a sword came to mind again, a flash of enlightenment flashed in Fangcun's eyes, and he couldn't help but let out a long howl and laughed out loud.
"Here comes the wine!"
Flipping one palm, a whirling force burst out suddenly, and the wine jar on the stone table beside him flew into Fang Cun's arms, with a hint of disdain in his eyes, Fang Cun leaned back slightly, and poured a mouthful of spirits into his throat.?? Some wine was splashed on the clothes, but he didn't care.
The sword shadow splits light!
Although he barely realized a trace of sword intent, once it was deployed, it would definitely make a world of difference!
With a light tap of the sword tip, several sword lights flashed, and the sharp sword energy rushed towards the face, instantly suppressing the five people tightly.
"Looking at the sword with the lamp on while drunk, dreaming of returning to the company of blowing horns."
Holding a sword in one hand, Fang Cun's eyes became more drunk, hugging the wine jar, flicking the sword and chanting softly.
Hearing Fang Cun chanting poems again, the five people's eyes suddenly showed a trace of bitterness, but the fear in their hearts could no longer be concealed.
The killing just now started from the beginning of reciting poems. After reciting a poem, dozens of acquired powerhouses were all beheaded!
Now, this guy is starting to recite poetry again, doesn't he want to keep us all?
It is not to blame for their wild thinking, in fact, after the words of this poem came out, Fang Cun's aura became more than a little stronger, and the terrifying sword shadows surged like waves, and the people who were crushed were almost breathless .
"Eight hundred miles of moxibustion under the command, fifty strings turning over the fortress autumn soldiers on the battlefield."
With a long cry, seizing the opportunity of one of them taking a wrong step, Fang Cun raised one arm, and the wine jar in his arms flew out suddenly, hitting the man's head, and the wine splashed everywhere!
With this momentary effort, Fang Cun once again pulled out an afterimage on the spot, and the long sword pierced straight into the man's chest, bringing up a tinge of blood, and severely injured one person in a snap!
This sword was the one that really frightened a few people out of their wits. This master is really murderous. Even if the five of them joined forces, they couldn't stop him from piercing through the air with his sword!
Listening to this meaning, it seems that this poem has not been finished yet. If we wait any longer and this thing explodes again, wouldn't everyone have to explain it to this point?
Thinking of this, the few people no longer had the will to fight, and stretched out their hands to grab the seriously injured person, and then fled to the outside of the courtyard.
"I want to leave now, don't you think it's too late?" With a sneer, he held a sword flower in his hand, and Fang Cun suddenly exploded, bringing up an afterimage again, and slashed at the fastest escaped person.
"The horse made Lu Feikuai, and the bow was like a thunderbolt."
"Ding!"
Reluctantly waving his hand and turning around to block Fang Cun's sword, the person in the lead was so enraged by the sword that he could hardly hold the saber in his hand!
"Walk!"
Suppressing the shock in his heart, the leader immediately didn't dare to hesitate any more, turned around and walked over the courtyard wall, fleeing desperately to the shadows.
"It's a pity that it happened for nothing!"
Seeing that several people were about to cross the courtyard wall, a faint smile appeared on the corner of Fangcun's mouth, and with a shake of the long sword in his hand, it suddenly turned into a light and shadow and came out!
Following the last line of the poem, the long sword suddenly plunged into the back of the seriously injured person, piercing through the heart!
Lazily brought out another jar of wine from the corner, Fang Cun shook his head, sighed, but sat back at the table on his own, as if nothing had happened.
Tonight's intention is to establish prestige, not to kill people. Otherwise, if you really have the intention to kill with all your means, how can these guys who have been frightened out of their courage escape the pursuit?
With such a big commotion in the bamboo garden, the strength of the innate realm can't be hidden from others. If you don't reveal some means, it won't be able to deter the whole night.
Tonight, let these people escape back, presumably tomorrow my reputation of reciting poems, drinking drunk and killing people will spread throughout the entire capital! Showing strength, but leaving a hole card, this is what Fangcun wants.
With this identity, Fangcun intends to stay under the sun for a long time, and every detail must be carefully considered.
If you blindly hide your strength and pretend to be a dish, after a long time, you will leave a loophole instead.
On the contrary, as it is now, make a high-profile appearance, and through this battle, let interested people make a position for their own strength and form a fixed mindset.
Then when I appeared as an assassin and exploded with combat strength far beyond my own on the surface, under the influence of thinking inertia, no one would doubt me anymore.
Assassin, if you want to walk in the sun, you must convince everyone that you are definitely not an assassin! (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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