Fang Jie spit out a mouthful of bloody spittle, his teeth were sore and numb.
He had already seen Zhongbo's strangeness, so he couldn't help but heaved a sigh of relief.
Fortunately... If Zhong Bo was still a normal person, he might have collapsed at this time. Although Zhong Bo's cultivation is still there, he is too dull and has no thinking. Fang Xie bit his teeth when the sword was stabbed just now. If Zhong Bo still had his own thinking, he only needed to burst out the sword energy to make a hole in the back of Fang Xie's head.
Fang Jie stared at Zhong Bo, watching him charge over again.
The long sword turned into a light and shadow in Zhongbo's hand, and the sword could no longer be seen. The sharp piercing sound came out again, and Fang Xie immediately felt suffocated in his heart. There was a sweetness in the throat, and blood surged upwards.
The wind has sound but is invisible.
Although Zhong Bo lost his mind, his moves did not require thinking at all.
It's an instinct.
How could one of the Four Golden Guards beside Luo Yao be weak
Return wind has two means of attack, the first is the invisible cyclone, and the second is sound. Disturb people's sanity with sound, and kill people with cyclone.
Fang Xie understood what was going on with Huifeng, but for a moment he couldn't think of how to break it. He already has a very keen sense of the changes in the vitality of the heaven and the earth, as long as those cyclones don't get trapped, there will be no serious problems. But the voice was too annoying to avoid, unable to avoid.
He raised his hand and hammered on his chest, and the suffocated blood surged up.
After spitting out a mouthful of blood, Fang Jie regained his sanity.
He knew that he had to seize this moment of sobriety, so he didn't dodge and charged towards Zhongbo again. Zhong Bo floated forward, but the long sword was not in his hand, it was floating around him and spinning continuously. Fang Jie's feet stomped fiercely, and the explosive force directly stepped out of two deep pits on the ground.
The Zhaolu knife in his hand was slashing at Zhongbo's head. It was meaningless to deal with such a living dead man piercing his heart.
Seeing that the blade was about to reach the top of Zhong Bo's head, Zhong Bo stretched his hand back and drew out the second long sword.
This sword is the same length as the first, but twice as wide. The first handle is narrow and thin, and this handle is wide. This is a two-handed epee, and its power is not inferior to that of a saber.
With a bang.
The epee and Fang Jie's Chaolu Knife collided fiercely. He thought he could cut off the epee directly, but the epee was exceptionally strong, and it was only broken by the Chaolu Knife. Fang Jie's arm was numb, but Zhong Bo's body was still rushing forward. He held the epee in one hand, pointed forward with the other hand, and the long, narrow sword stabbed towards Fang Xie's heart.
Fang Jiejiang turned towards Lu Dao, his wrist broke suddenly, and he thrust out the saber at an impossible angle to block the long and thin sword, and then punched it out.
His fists are like weapons!
With a bang.
Fang Jie's left fist slammed into Zhong Bo's epee fiercely, and the epee was swung backward by the huge force. Fang Jie took the opportunity to lean forward and pressed his knee hard against Zhong Bo's lower abdomen. Zhong Bo didn't dodge or dodge, and after stabilizing the epee, he slashed down on Fang Jie's head again.
Fang Jie's knee slammed into Zhong Bo's body hard, but it was as if he had hit an iron plate.
Fortunately, Fang Jie's body was harder than an iron plate.
Zhong Bo's body bent forward, his face contorted. But the epee in his hand was still slashing straight down, and it was too late for Fang Jie to retreat.
So Fang Xie didn't retreat, he continued to move forward, wrapped his arms around Zhong Bo's waist and exerted strength upwards, after picking Zhong Bo up, Fang Jie leaned back. Zhong Bo's epee fell through the air, his body was picked up by Fang Xie, and he fell backwards with Fang Xie and hit the ground. With a bang, his head slammed into the ground hard, hitting the grass directly into a deep hole. After Fang Jie fell to the ground, he turned around with his back as a fulcrum, and kicked Zhong Bo's jaw heavily with both feet.
Zhong Bo's body was thrown upside down, and before he could stand up, he was kicked by Fang Jie so that he flew backwards. Zhongbo's head was half embedded in the grass, and when he was kicked out, his head left a deep groove on the ground. The narrow long sword lost its command and fell to the ground. Fang Jie slashed down at the same time as he stood up, cutting off the long sword!
He leaned down, kicked the grass hard with both feet and rushed out. Where he stepped, a cloud of dust and smoke was rolled up as if blasted by a shell.
Zhong Bo fell over, but he straightened up immediately. That way, it looks like a tumbler.
He was about to straighten up when Fang Jie slashed at his throat. If this knife is cut off, Zhong Bo's head will fly into the air.
Zhong Bo's epee was still in his hand, the narrow long sword was destroyed by Fang Xie.
He subconsciously raised the epee to block it in front of his neck, and slammed the epee fiercely at Ludao. The weapons intersected, sparking a burst of sparks.
The heavy sword is strong, but it is far inferior to the Zhaolu Dao that was solved above.
This knife once again left a gap on the heavy sword, if the sword was not too thick, it would have been broken long ago. Fang Jie's knife was stuck in the epee, and he swiped his left hand back, pulling out the broken knife Xuetu hanging by his waist. Although the Xuebutcher Knife is not comparable to Chaolu, it is also a first-class knife in the world.
The old cripple not only passed Fang Jie a knife, but also passed him a sharp weapon for killing people.
Although Xuetu is short, this distance is enough!
Chao Lu's knife and heavy sword were twisted together, Fang Jie couldn't withdraw the sword without drawing the knife, and Zhong Bo couldn't.
Xue Tu went straight to Zhong Bo's throat, his momentum was like electricity.
But just when Xuetu was about to cut Zhongbo's neck open, Zhongbo had another sword in his hand.
The third sword in the steel sword case.
very short.
If you want to strictly distinguish, this is not even a sword. It's too short, about a foot, and the sword body can barely pierce a person's heart except for the hilt. But precisely because it was short, Zhongbo drew his sword very quickly and blocked it very quickly.
The dagger and the blood butcher's knife collided, and the arms of the two were shaken backwards at the same time. But it was obvious that Zhong Bo's sword was faster, the short sword swung out and immediately stabbed back, straight to Fang Xie's heart!
Zhongbo has three swords.
Known as the Three Musketeers.
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If Zhong Bo hadn't lost his sanity, Fang Jie couldn't have fought for so long. Although his progress in the past two years can be described by the word "superior speed", he still cannot compete with a master like Zhong Bo who has been cultivating for decades. Fang Jie's practice time was too short, it was only over a year.
A series of active attacks did not knock down Zhong Bo, the biggest gain was the use of that narrow long sword.
In Fang Jie's view, the attack of sound is even more irresistible.
Zhongbo's short sword is also very special in shape, the front is like a spoon, and the edge of the spoon is extremely sharp, this is the first time Fang Jie has seen such a short sword.
But Fang Xie subconsciously felt that it would be very useful to use this dagger to cut out the heart.
Even if Fang Jie's physique is very strong and he doesn't have great achievements, he dare not take risks. So he retreated immediately, but Zhao Ludao was stuck in the epee, and he couldn't retreat too far. But if he retreated a point, he would have time to raise the blood butcher knife to block. Zhong Bo's short sword collided with Xue Tu, sparking a stream of sparks.
Fang Jie twisted his body to one side, and pulled Chao Lu Dao out of the epee.
At this time, Zhong Bo's short sword stabbed at him again.
When he has a dagger in his hand, he looks exactly like two people from when he doesn't have it. Whether it is with a narrow long sword or an epee, even if he is insane, he still has the demeanor of a master enough. Each of his swords is very grand, his movements are stiff but full of style. But when he held the dagger in his hand, his movements changed immediately.
A sword is as fast as a sword, and one-third of the sword moves are all going down three ways.
Fang Jie was forced to panic immediately. At this time, Zhong Bo seemed to have forgotten to use his internal energy and just kept hitting fast. Fang Jie retreated seven or eight steps away, and Zhong Bo followed him like a shadow. His actions are vicious and vicious, and there are no routines at all.
At this time, Zhong Bo didn't look like a zombie, but more like a crazy hooligan.
The sword move was too fast, Fang Jie blocked more than 20 strikes in a row before he managed to get away. If it weren't for Zhong Bo's body being too stiff and inflexible, Fang Xie might not be able to stop the serial assassination.
Fang Jie didn't know how much cultivation this person had displayed at this time, but he was already the strongest opponent Fang Jie had ever faced. Back when Fang Heshui was alone, Fang Xie's red eyes suddenly appeared, and he killed Fang Henshui with a potential that Fang Xie didn't even understand. Fang Jie had hatred for Fang Henshui, and Fang Henshui killed many people, all of whom were Fang Jie's classmates. But Fang Jie had no contact with Zhong Bo, and had no hatred in his heart.
If that potential was forced out by hatred, then Fang Jie, who couldn't bring up hatred, could only rely on his own cultivation to resist Zhongbo.
Fang Jie's mind was spinning rapidly as he retreated, thinking about how to deal with the enemy. At this moment, he suddenly noticed that Zhong Bo's gray eyes were staring at his face, no matter where his sword was stabbing, his eyes never left Fang Xie's face.
Fang Jie's heart brightened, and he suddenly understood something.
He quickly raised his arms to cover his face, only his eyes were exposed.
Zhongbo's movements were immediately choked, and the stabbing sword paused in mid-air.
Fang Jie was overjoyed.
Zhong Bo has no mind, all he remembers is his own face!
Taking advantage of Zhong Bo's pause, Fang Xie knocked the dagger flying from Zhong Bo's hand with a single blow. Then the knife was sent forward and pierced Zhongbo's throat. The epee in Zhongbo's hand was subconsciously blocked in front of his neck, and the knife and the epee collided fiercely again. Fang Jie took advantage of the fact that Zhongbo's dagger was almost out of his hand, and the Xuetu dagger slashed on Zhongbo's neck.
puff!
There was no bloody flower, only a muffled sound.
The blood butcher knife failed to cut off Zhong Bo's neck!
It wasn't that the blood butcher's knife was not sharp enough, but that Fang Jie was careless. Subconsciously, it takes as much force as it takes to cut off the head, but it ignores that Zhongbo's body is as hard as iron at this time. The blood butcher's knife got stuck in Zhong Bo's neck, cutting off more than half of it. Zhong Bo's head turned to one side, but he still didn't die.
A flash of sharpness suddenly flashed in his gray eyes, and he grabbed Fang Xie's heart with his empty hand. The hand holding the epee also let go, and grabbed the back of Chao Lu Dao. Fang Jie was careless for a moment, Chao Lu Dao was taken away and thrown aside, and the Blood Butcher Dao got stuck in Zhong Bo's neck.
At this time, Zhong Bo's palm was already digging towards his heart like iron claws.
Fang Jie's eyes froze, and he stretched out his two hands to grab Zhongbo's left and right hands respectively.
Without any weapons, fight your body.
What is Fang Jie afraid of
He grabbed Zhongbo's two hands and broke them outward. With a click, Zhongbo's two arms were broken. No matter how strong the zombie's physique is, it is still far behind Fang Jie. Fang Jie's muscle strength can exert force in a certain direction according to his will, and he can force his muscles in any direction. This is the only one in the world without a semicolon!
Breaking Zhongbo's arm, Fang Jie rushed forward and pushed Zhongbo back with his shoulder.
Zhong Bo staggered a few times but didn't fall down. Just as he was about to stand upright, Fang Jie had jumped up. His legs were wrapped around Zhongbo's shoulders, and then he held Zhongbo's head with both hands, twisted it back and forth a few times, and then pulled it up forcefully!
puff!
The half-lost head was actually pulled off by Fang Jie.
With a plop, the two fell to the ground at the same time.
Fang Jie rolled to the side and looked at Zhongbo warily. The headless body fell to the ground, its hands and legs were still moving indiscriminately.
With the head in his hand, he slowly closed his eyes.
Fang Xie let out a long breath, then sat down on the ground. Looking at the head in his hand, a trace of disgust flashed in his eyes.
And the headless corpse struggled to get up again. Limbs trembled, took a step and fell down again.
A black centipede-like bug crawled out of the severed neck, trying to burrow into the grass.
A wisp of energy came from the sky and split the bug into two pieces. Fang Jie looked up and saw Shen Qingfan flying over from a distance like a nine-day fairy.
He smiled, very tired.