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Chapter 849 "Quick, accurate and ruthless"

Fan Wujiu, stimulated by the soul stone, also performed at a super level, and the black long sword in his hand struck towards Xu Ming like thunder and lightning.

Under the burst of sword light, Xu Ming had no way out, but Xie Bian, who was on the side as the so-called arrogant soldier must be defeated, shook his head helplessly after seeing the subtle changes in the moves in his hands.

And what happened next was just as Xie Bian expected, Xu Ming still found that slender opportunity with a sharp light in his eyes, and his hands were also very clear.

Originally, Fan Wujiu's sword moves were flowing like a great river, and Xu Ming couldn't breathe even with the continuous sword intent.

But this situation did not last long, and a small and extremely condensed sword light suddenly struck towards the heavy sword light.

Logically speaking, it seems that a knife that hits a stone with a pebble is useless in front of Fan Wujiu.

But in this knife light is the powerful perception of Xu Ming's three fellow practitioners, the sharpness of the sword, and the domineering spirit of the knife.

With the superposition of the two, Fan Wujiu never expected that his defeat would be so sudden.

The heavy black light did not block the seemingly fragile blade light, and with a scream, I saw that the blade light broke through like a knife cutting tofu, and the black light skipped over Fan Wujiu with lightning speed. body of.

With a stabbing sound, the sound of flesh and blood being torn apart suddenly came.

Fan Wujiu's originally pale face was covered with cold sweat at this moment.

As a ghost king, he has lived and practiced in this gloomy Nine Nether Yellow Spring all year round. It stands to reason that he should be used to seeing life and death, but at that moment just now, he had a feeling of facing death directly.

"The power just now is definitely not the power of the Yang world."

"That power is closer to"

rule! ! !

Fan Wujiu shuddered at the thought of this, he was never unfamiliar with the power of rules.

In the end, the death power controlled by each of their ghost kings is also a kind of rule, but this rule cannot escape the shackles of the evolution of heaven. However, the power contained in Xu Ming's sword just now seems to transcend the line of heaven.

The power beyond the rules of heaven made Fan Wujiu, who was relying on the power of death in his body, a little scared.

Obviously, the deep bone wound on his shoulder was the result of Xu Ming's mercy.

If not, the knife just aimed at his own head.

Thinking of this, Fan Wujiu's original anger also disappeared in an instant.

No matter it is Ten Thousand Realms Kyushu or Nine Nether Yellow Springs, strength is the most important thing. Whoever has a hard fist will get more opportunities. This is also an eternal truth.

Fan Wujiu also held the black sword with one hand and said immediately.

"I'm taking it."

"Assignment."

Xu Ming also cupped his fists slightly, although Xu Ming looked young, but after going through such a thing, he naturally developed the ability to assess the situation.

The test Yan Luo set up was nothing more than to see his own reality, but in this Hall of Bones, he had to have a sense of propriety.

Otherwise, if Yan Luo's face is refuted, it will be difficult to get the soul stone in the future.

So Xu Ming originally had no intention of asking Fan Wu to save his life, and his previous showing of weakness was just to show that Yan Luo a little bit of disrespect.

At this moment, Yan Luo, who was sitting high on the throne of bones, also had a strange look in his eyes.

In addition to the power contained in the light of the knife before, I also somewhat admire Xu Ming's calm mind, fearfulness and fright in such a situation.

But now the good show is about to start. Originally, in Yan Luo's eyes, Fan Wujiu was not Xu Ming's opponent. The only one who could really be called Xu Ming's opponent was Xie Bi'an who was walking forward slowly at this moment.

Although Fan Wujiu and Xie Bi'an both used swords, their strengths were vastly different.

Even though Xie Bi'an had a sly look on his face, the pressure on Xu Ming was more than that of Fan Wujiu.

At this time, Xie Bi'an's mood also changed after seeing Xu Ming's knife just now.

In fact, he did have contempt for Xu Ming in his heart, but after that knife, the contempt disappeared suddenly.

"To be honest, you do have a reason for me to draw the sword."

The original expression in Xie Bi'an's eyes also changed suddenly, and the long sword, which was as pale as his clothes, was slowly pulled out from the scabbard hanging from his waist.

Zheng! !

The sudden burst of light from the sword also blocked Xu Ming's sight. Although it was only for a breath, the time was enough.

The moment Xu Ming regained his sight again, a sharp sword light pierced through his left chest in an instant.

puff!

A column of blood also shot out from Xu Ming's back, and a piercing pain also spread from Xu Ming's chest to his lungs.

"This sword can be regarded as repaying your kindness for saving my brother's life."

"Hmph, your method of repaying kindness is really unique."

Xu Ming wiped the bleeding from the corner of his mouth, and said with cold eyes.

But despite this, Xie Bian's sword was only two inches away from his heart.

Xie Bi'an's ability to penetrate his body without hurting his heart veins has already reached the pinnacle of strength.

However, Xie Bi'an's sword wounded Xu Ming who had burning blood in his body so badly, and the sword wound, which was about the length of a thumb, was closed together while talking and laughing.

"It seems that your kid is much more troublesome than that Baidi."

Xie Bi'an looked at the closed wound on Xu Ming's chest, and said in a deep voice.

And Xu Ming also saw a bit of knowledge from Xie Bi'an's sword just now.
"This Xie Bi'an's swordsmanship is probably comparable to that of Shangguan Changkong."

Even if it is not as good as that of Shangguan Changkong, the difference between the two is certainly not much.

There are only a handful of people who can pierce their own bodies in the blink of an eye.

Xie Bi'an's ability to do all these effortlessly is not only relying on the sharpness of the long sword in his hand, but also has an inseparable relationship with his tyrannical strength.

To meet such a tyrannical opponent, the fighting spirit in Xu Ming's body was also ignited.

Without further ado, the sword with the hypotenuse was already taken out.

Fan Wujiu and Fan Wujiu are completely two extremes. Fan Wujiu's sword overlaps and resists without breaking off, while Xie Bi'an's sword deeply embodies the three characters of fast, precise and ruthless.

There is not too much mystery in the way of swordsmanship, and even ordinary shots make people feel like they can't look directly.

It was also the first time that Xu Ming found an illusion that he was meeting his opponent. Xie Bi'an's sword light was ruthless, and Xu Ming's sword technique was wide open and closed, which seemed open and open, but powerful and heavy.

The lightness and agility shown in the previous fight with Fan Wujiu was a different sight. The powerful and heavy sword light hit Xie Bian as hard as a spear.

Xu Ming's seemingly stupid move seemed to make everyone who saw it forget that he was actually a master of swordsmanship.

(End of this chapter)