Martial arts world explorer

Chapter 295 Red Sleeves
Even though he was the opponent in the life-and-death battle, Fu Cailin could not feel any resentment towards Houhou, and even admired Houhou following the duel.

Appreciate Wan Wan's perfect face, appreciate her outstanding wisdom, and appreciate her perseverance.

If Fu Cailin was given a chance to start over, he would rush into the Yinkui Sect's camp without hesitation, snatch Houhou over and accept him as his personal disciple.

Hou Hou is really excellent, and the excellent Fu Cailin feels jealous again for Lin Xuan, whom he has never met before.

Not to mention a perfect Taoist companion like Lianxing, but also an outstanding disciple like Houhou, Lin Xuan alone has achieved all the good things in the world, how unfair!

Lin Xuan, who was far away in Bashu, sneezed a few times, pulled the quilt on his body, turned over, and continued to sleep.

The swords clashed, and the two each took a few steps back.

Fu Cailin stabilized his body and said calmly: "Since birth, with the growth and changes of life, I have gradually woken up from the mist, just like waking up from a dream and stepping into another dream that is regarded as 'awake'.

I am always looking for something unknown, because it can bring a deeper meaning to life.

When I look at the night sky, or a flower, or even a beautiful woman, I feel closer to what I want to pursue.

The meaning of life can only be pursued within. Life and death, honor and disgrace are nothing but illusions. I am deeply honored to be able to discuss martial arts with you two today. Even if I die, I will have no regrets. "

Hou Hou said: "Life is fleeting, but it is so long; it is so insufficient, but it can be very fulfilling. I don't like to bother thinking about the meaning of life. I just hope that this life will be without complaint or regret. Resentment has nothing to do with honor or disgrace."

Fu Cailin said: "In that case, then take the sword of my life!"

Yijian exploded with tens of thousands of light spots, and the air was filled with extremely pure and condensed sword energy.

Wan Wan holds two swords flat, the sword follows the mind, the mind follows the sword, the mind and mind blend together, there is no intention without the sword.

The Heavenly Demon Double Slash draws a perfect knife circle in mid-air, and the Heavenly Demon True Qi accumulated to the limit pours out, hitting directly at the place where Fu Cailin's sword energy is strongest, looking for a needle in a haystack to find Fu Cailin's sure-kill sword.

The light spots all over the sky disappeared, and the sword appeared in front of the eyes as if it was born out of nothing. Following the perfect route that made the best of heaven and earth, it came from the right side, and the sword energy completely enveloped Houhou.

This move cannot be dismantled, although the world is not perfect, and the move cannot be perfect, but Fu Cailin's sword has surpassed the limit of Houhou's wisdom, and Wanhou can't think of a dismantling strategy even after racking his brains.

It can't be disassembled, it's not that it can't be cracked. With a heartbeat, the knife in his left hand came out, stabbing Fu Cailin's heart with the technique of Xiao Li's flying knife, and blocked with the knife in his right hand, in case Fu Cailin would kill him with a sword.

If this move is pushed to the limit, Houhou has at least eight chances of surviving, but Fu Cailin will definitely die. It seems that it is worthless to trade injuries for lives.

With her skills, the young girl in the blooming season of Houhou has at least seven or eighty years to live, and the future is unlimited. Fu Cailin is an old man, half buried in the loess, and it makes little difference whether he dies a few days earlier or later.

Lian Xing felt a little angry in his heart, he thought that Fu Cailin really wanted to discuss the truth, but he didn't expect to use a style of fighting that would hurt both sides.

But this confrontation was too fast, and it was too late to intervene.

Lian Xing only hoped that Hou Hou's injury would be less severe, as Lin Xuan has a secret method to treat serious injuries.

Not only Lian Xing, but even Fu Junyu and Fu Junqiang felt that Fu Cailin was going to kill a genius in the Central Plains with his own life, his eyes were full of tears, and he blamed himself infinitely for his incompetence.

But Fu Cailin's sword stopped halfway, the sword edge retracted from an impossible position, hit the Heavenly Demon Double Slash, and pointed back the flying knife in his left hand.

Without hesitation, Hou Hou launched the Dafa of Disintegrating the Heavenly Demon, and his strength reached its limit. With two swords in his hands, he slashed at Fu Cailin fiercely.

"clang", "clang", "clang", "clang", "clant", "clank", "clank"

After fighting seven times in a row, Hou Hou, who had disintegrated the demon and stimulated his full potential, was not inferior to Fu Cailin by half a point, and his two-handed hand also had some advantages over one-handed.

After the seven swords, Fu Cailin's dodge space has been squeezed to the limit, and there is no way to retreat.

Fu Cailin didn't plan to retreat either. Whether it was the previous retreat or the just retreat, they were all laying out the plan, using his own life to set up a deadly situation. Houhou has already fallen into the net, and now is the time to close the net.

Jiuxuan Zhenqi filled every corner of his body, and his disabled left arm temporarily regained some mobility. Fu Cailin held the sword in both hands, and slashed at Houhou with one sword.

This sword is unremarkable, but it hides seven layers of strength, it is definitely not something that can be stopped.

Fu Cailin's seven consecutive attacks made Fu Cailin unable to retreat, so he blocked his way of retreat.

There is no way to advance, and there is no way to retreat, only, recklessly!

The seven-fold strength was like a sledgehammer, and smashed to Houhou's internal organs along with the demon's double cuts. Houhou couldn't bear it, and spit out a mouthful of blood.

The Yi sword in Fu Cailin's hand has been with him for more than sixty years. It has long been a human sword, and its quality is no less than Cihang Jingzhai's Sekong Sword, not to mention Houhou's Heavenly Demon Double Slash.

But this kind of magical weapon can't stand such a collision with the world's top masters.

Yi Jian shattered into more than a dozen pieces, leaving only one hilt in Fu Cailin's hand. Seeing his old buddy who had been with him for so many years shattered, Fu Cailin inevitably felt sad, but turned into firmness.

Although the sword had only one hilt, it was no different from a sword in Fu Cailin's hands.

With a flick of his hand, there was a smear of blood red on the handle of the knife, which was the blood that Hou Hou spit up, and the fragments of the demon's double slash.

Break and stand!
After being tempered by Houhou, the Heavenly Demon Double Slash has become a special weapon for Houhou, but the traces of the previous generation's masters are too heavy, and it is always a bit unsuitable.

Now, the two swords were chopped into pieces by Fu Cailin, and the fragments were reassembled into a knife under the bonding of Houhou's blood and true energy, a knife that only belongs to Houhou, the Red Sleeve Sword.

The blade is transparent, and the blade is crimson, like transparent glass with a crimson bone ridge, and the bend of the blade is like the slender waist of a peerless beauty.

A beautiful knife, a beautiful person, a beautiful sword technique, and a beautiful person.

Fu Cailin closed his eyes, and finally lost this battle.

Hou Hou gave a salute to Fu Cailin's corpse, put away the red sleeve knife, and left with Lian Xing.

Goguryeo martial arts fighters wanted to make a move, but Fu Junyu and Fu Junqiang rushed to stop them.

"My master lost to Houhou in a fair battle. Even if we want to take revenge, it will be later. If we act now, it will only insult our master's name. Whoever dares to make a move will be chased and killed by my sisters from all over the world."

(End of this chapter)