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Fang Zhengzheng was rarely so enthusiastic about a battle that he had little chance of winning. Part of the reason for this was because it felt so good to squander it. [△网WwW.]
And the more reason is because his opponent is Nangong Hao.
Many people don't understand this feeling, but if you explain it in a layman's terms, it's actually easy to imagine. For example, if you bully an unknown gangster on the street and win, do you feel a sense of accomplishment
Of course there are, but not too many.
But what if this is a famous hero in people's minds? For example: Dongfang will definitely lose, Ximen will not blow snow, and you can make water with a pot, etc.
Nangong Hao, who became famous four years ago and was regarded by the people of the Great Xia Dynasty as the most talented person in the world, was an entire realm below him.
But they are at loggerheads with themselves here, in front of tens of thousands of soldiers
It was impossible for Fang Zhengzheng to say that he didn't want to strike a few more swords.
But
While he was chopping in full swing, he felt a cold air pressing down on his forehead from above.
"Sneak attack?!" Fang Zhengzheng raised his head subconsciously. After all, this is almost a subconscious idea for a person who specializes in sneak attacks.
However, he didn't find anything.
If he really wanted to say it, he saw a ray of sunshine, the sunshine falling from the sky, which was a little bright and slightly dazzling.
Next, he felt an extremely sharp tingling sensation in his chest.
Like a needle, like a sword.
In fact, what Fang Zhengyi didn't know was that when he looked up, a silver light had actually reached his chest.
Of course, it is impossible for people to feel the chill in advance with the sword of Worshiping the Star.
In other words, when you feel the chill, in fact, everything is already over, because the sword has been thrust out, and as for the chill
That is the oppression that comes after the sword is thrust out.
Fang Zhengzheng felt the sneak attack, but he could not avoid the sword because the sword was too fast, so fast that he had no time to react.
The killing coldness rose at this moment and spread out unscrupulously. The originally dusty field suddenly seemed to have condensed, and the bits of dust stood still for an instant, which seemed a bit strange.
But if you look carefully, you can find that every grain of dust is covered with hoarfrost. It is no longer dust, but frost.
On the cliff of Fenggu Mountain, Yun Qingwu looked quietly at the dust that suddenly turned completely white. Her pink lips opened and closed gently, and her slender fingers clasped slightly, as if she was saying something.
However, even the man in black who was closest to her could not hear a sound.
Of course, the reason for this has something to do with Yun Qingwu's voice being too quiet, but the more reason is that their eyes are currently fixed on the area that has turned white.
From condensation to frost falling to the ground.
This process did not take too long, but for Yun Qingwu, it was a kind of waiting, an extremely gentle waiting.
In fact, she had been waiting from the moment Baixing disappeared.
Waiting for this sword to truly fall.
Now
The sword fell, between Nangong Hao and Fang Zhengzheng. To be more precise, the sword fell on Fang Zhengzheng's chest. Everything was just as she had guessed.
So, does this mean everything is over
The frost fell on the ground like raindrops, making a soft crackling sound, so light that it was almost inaudible.
Compared with the sound of frost falling to the ground, the breathing sound of the talented people was obviously louder.
Of course they didn't see the light falling from the sky, but when the light fell between Nangong Hao and Fang Zhengzheng, it was impossible for them not to see it.
The chill enveloped that land, and also enveloped the minds of the talented people.
They didn't know where the light came from or why it came, but they vaguely knew that it was not a good thing for such a light to fall in this crisis-ridden Southern Territory.
"Fang Zhengzheng!"
A voice sounded from the crowd. This voice was a little cold, but its tone sounded extremely anxious.
Different from the shock of others, when Yan Xiu saw the light falling, the only thought in his heart was, how is Fang Zhengzheng doing
Fang Zhengzheng didn't know what Yan Xiu was thinking now. If he knew, he would definitely answer, "It's not very good, and it's very bad."
In fact, Fang Zhengzheng has always had a concept that is different from people in this world.
That is, if you can avoid getting hurt, try not to get hurt; if you can avoid fighting, try not to fight. So, when both of these efforts come to naught at the same time, you can ask him next to him, okay? How about it
In fact, the answer does not need to be answered at all.
Fang Zhengzheng had seen Baixing before, so when a figure appeared in front of him with a bright red magic eye on his forehead, the only thing he could do was
"Worship the stars, I'm so stupid!"
Fang Zhengzheng rarely curses with such vulgar words. Under normal circumstances, he will choose more elegant curses, such as turtle grandson, **, and so on.
But this time, he really felt that the only words left to express his emotions were the most vulgar and degrading sentences.
Next, a stream of blood arrows spurted out from his mouth.
The bright red blood sprayed into the air like mist, and then slowly fell on the snow-white ground, printing a few bright red "flowers" on it.
The person who has the same mood as Fang Zhengzheng is Baixing, because he also wants to curse people now. Of course, there is something wrong with this sentence. To be more precise, Baixing is a devil.
To humans, demons are evil and alien.
But for the devil, the devil is noble and the natural ruler of the world.
Therefore, for noble demons, they rarely curse people. At least, under normal circumstances, they will not curse people. At most, they just kill people.
But Baixing really wants to scold him now.
Not only because Fang Zhengyi insulted his mother very bluntly, but the bigger reason was that with this sword, he clearly stabbed Fang Zhengyi, but Fang Zhengyi didn't seem to be dead? !
Of course, Bai Xing's sword did not penetrate the sky.
Even though the sword thrust was a little more difficult than he expected, for example, when he stabbed Fang Zhengzheng in the chest, the sword in Fang Zhengzheng's hand suddenly and inexplicably appeared in front of his sword.
For another example, there was a crystal clear sword thrust from the side of his sword tip, giving him the illusion that the sword did not belong to him for a moment.
But these are not difficult to worship the star.
His sword hit him after all.
He pushed aside Fang Zhengzheng's sword that was blocking his front, and stabbed forward with Nangong Hao's sword thrust from the side, without any deflection.
But just as his sword pierced Zhongzheng's chest.
But he felt a kind of hardness, a kind of hardness that did not belong to the human body. It was a kind of metal, a metal that was hard enough to block his sword.
But Fang Zhengzheng was only wearing a leopard-print animal skin coat
Where did the metal come from
Unless Fang Zhengyi still has a piece of soft armor on his body, a piece of soft armor that is enough to save his life.
Of course
Regardless of the reason, it has become a fact that Baixing's sword did not stab Fang Zhengzheng to death, and it is a fact that he has to admit.
Nangong Hao looked at Bai Xing. He didn't look much at Bai Xing's face or the sword in Bai Xing's hand. He only looked at the bright red magic eye on Bai Xing's forehead.
So, his sword struck again.
Without hesitation.
What was different from what he had done with Fang Zhengzheng was that his sword was no longer silent, but had a low thunderous sword sound.
It was a dragon's roar, a dragon's roar that burst out after being suppressed for a long time.
The surrounding frost seemed to be inspired at this moment, condensing towards the Wuwei Sword in Nangong Hao's hand at an incredible speed.
Eventually, it turned into a chill again, a cold chill.
"Groan!"
Bai Xing had always known that Nangong Hao was very strong, but when he saw this sword, there was still a hint of surprise in his eyes.
Because he could feel that even he had to resist Nangong Hao's sword with all his strength.
"boom!"
Bai Xing quickly took ten steps back, and finally stood still, looking at Nangong Hao, and then at Fang Zhengzheng, who was standing next to Nangong Hao.
He always thought his sword was very fast.
However, he didn't know until today that under the wheel realm, there was another person whose sword was as fast as his. That person's name was Nangong Hao.
If it weren't for Nangong Hao's sword thrust from the side, Bai Xing was confident that no matter how hard and soft armor Fang Zhengyi was wearing, it would have been able to pierce it.
Of course, this matter is over.
The sword strike that Bai Xing thought could not fail was blocked by Fang Zhengzheng's sword, stabbed from the side by Nangong Hao's sword, and finally protected by Fang Zhengzheng's soft armor.
have to say
This blow is a bit big for Bai Xing.
Especially under the watchful eyes of Yun Qingwu, the third deputy general of the Demon Clan's Ten Realm Star Regions, and dozens of star region elites, this is actually something that can no longer be described with the word "face".
Well, to make up for this failure.
Baixing decided to kill Fang Zhengzheng and, by the way, Nangong Hao.
The sword in Nangong Hao's hand was always pointed at Baixing, but his eyes did not fall on Baixing, but on Fang Zhengzheng.
When Bai Xing appeared, Nangong Hao knew that the so-called martial arts test had actually been temporarily stopped, and if his guess was correct, the war in the entire southern region should have begun.
Then, of course, his sword can no longer point at Fang Zhengzheng.
"You go first!" Nangong Hao's voice was not loud, but his tone was extremely firm. However, when his eyes fell on Fang Zhengzheng's chest, the leather jacket that had been torn open by a sword, and the silver metallic luster exposed inside At this time, his expression was still slightly surprised.
Of course he knew the power of Baixing's sword, and he also knew that even if his sword touched Baide's sword, it would only offset some of the force.
As for accuracy.
But nothing changed from beginning to end.
From this point of view, what really blocked Bai Xing's sword was naturally the silver metallic luster revealed on Fang Zhengzheng's chest, that mirror-like luster.
"She really gave it to him."
Fang Zhengzheng actually wanted to leave, but he knew he couldn't because Bai Xing's sword was always pointed at him. It was a sword that almost killed him.
After scolding Baixing, he felt somewhat relieved.
The pressure he felt after being attacked by someone was reduced a bit, but it was almost impossible to say that the anger in his heart dissipated.
If Wuhenjian's consciousness hadn't forced his hand to turn a corner, if Nangong Hao's sword hadn't offset the power of the Star Worshiping Sword at the critical moment, if he didn't have the heart guard given by Chi Guyan on his body, and if it hadn't been for Nangong Hao's sword at the critical moment, In other words, Baixing's sword wasn't aimed at his heart.
He is dead.
At least, it's impossible to stand still like this.
In fact, Fang Zhengzheng rarely fights in battles where he is not very sure. For example, he clearly knows that the star in front of him is the strength of Lun Jing.
However, for some reason, when he spat out a mouthful of blood, there was a flame-like anger burning in his heart.
That anger seemed to come from his hands.
Or in other words, it came from the traceless sword held in his hand.
However, what he didn't notice was that the blood he spurted out was slowly condensed by the traceless sword, and slowly merged into the purple mark on the tip of the sword.
The strange purple began to slowly spread on the traceless sword.
This feeling made Fang Zhengzheng a little uncomfortable, but a faint purple light slowly appeared in his eyes, and the light flowed.
And just at this time
A bright red light appeared in front of his eyes. It was a blood-like light, which was different from the coldness in the silver light just now.
This kind of coldness comes from hell, and it seems to have a bloody smell of blood.
Fang Zhengzheng subconsciously went too far.
Then, he saw a shadow, a shadow that was almost entirely wrapped in bright red light. In addition, he also saw a pair of glowing red eyes.
"Yan Xiu?!" Fang Zhengzheng had seen Yan Xiu use Shura Dao, but he had never seen Yan Xiu use Shura Dao like this.
This is not because Yan Xiu looks so different now.
Rather, momentum.
It was an aura that came from within. The feeling was not that Yan Xiu was using Shura Dao, but that Shura Dao was dominating Yan Xiu. Yan Xiu was Shura Dao!
"Death!" A cold voice came from Yan Xiu's mouth, his eyes turned almost red at this moment, and the Shanhe Qiankun Fan in his hand was even wrapped in a layer of bright red like crystal.
It was a red that looked crystal clear, but was full of murderous intent. (To be continued.)
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