Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang! The dense crash sounded like a violent storm. Fang Xingjian and Mumkoya sprinted, and the daggers in their hands clashed crazily. The silver sword light and yellow sparks were like shooting stars, chasing their bodies. Flickering in the woods.
Fang Xingjian didn't give the other party a chance to heal his injuries at all, Wushenxiang launched it with all his strength, and swung the long sword in his left hand with the Tailan Wind Sword. The sword energy shot in all directions like a dragon of the atmosphere, leaving a large area of ruins, which helped him to speed up. At the same time, the silver dragon flashed wildly and stabbed at Mumkoya.
"Too slow, too slow, too slow! Mumkoya, you are too slow!"
Mumkoya's palm was cut open, and he didn't dare to use his full strength, that would directly burst the wound and make him bleed profusely.
It was precisely by seizing this opportunity that Fang Xingjian used all his strength to suppress the opponent's speed.
Roar! Hearing the other party's sarcasm, Mumkoya roared angrily, stopped caring about his injuries, stopped, his hand flashed wildly, and swept towards Fang Xingjian with countless dagger shadows.
Then I saw the two standing in place, and hundreds of cold lights erupted crazily between them, like countless meteors colliding, exploding countless starlight.
Whether it was Mumkoya or Fang Xingjian, more than a dozen wounds opened almost every moment, and his body was covered in blood in a blink of an eye, especially Fang Xingjian's body, which was almost to the bone, and the blood gushed like a fountain.
"It's so fast!" Fang Xingjian exclaimed in his heart. After the opponent's speed was fully exerted, he was no longer able to match it. If the existence of the Supreme Sword Intent hadn't kept attacking its flaws and made the opponent keep defending, he might have died within a few seconds. Mumkoya would have his throat slit and his heart pierced.
In particular, Mumkoya's power completely suppressed him, making him go away at the touch of a button every time he fought. Constantly attack the opponent's flaws to save themselves.
From the eyes of others, it seemed that he suppressed Mumkoya, but only he himself knew how much pressure he was under now.
"Can't be wrong... can't be wrong..."
Every move of Fang Xingjian had to force Mumukoya to come back to save him, so that he could fight the opponent at a speed slower than the opponent and his strength completely suppressed.
And once his tricks go wrong, just one chance, Mumkoya's unparalleled speed can cut his head open.
The pressure between life and death continued to hit Fang Xingjian's body, the bodyless phase was running to the extreme, and the mental method in his mind was booming, as if it would explode in the next moment.
Dou Da's sweat kept appearing on Fang Xingjian's forehead, but was thrown out extremely quickly.
Under extreme tension and pressure, Fang Xingjian focused all his attention on the battle in front of him. Every muscle fiber, every bone, and every blood vessel seemed to be brought into full play by him.
Leia on the side drew her bow and arrows, shooting green lights out. The others also used a half-half force field to attack at a distance of ten meters, but they could only touch the afterimage of the opponent.
"No, my bow and arrow can't catch up with him at all." Leia looked at the scene in front of her in disbelief: "He is a rookie, he can keep up with Mumkoya's movements?"
"It's not just keeping up." Wei Longzi's face seemed to see something unbelievable.
"He seems...he seems to..." Tai Long, who was wrapped in armor, murmured, "He seems to have suppressed Mumkoya."
Gran gasped.
"Mumkoya... is not his match."
Suddenly, Wei Longzi's eyes flashed, and he said: "Wait, he said he is from the Royal Academy of Coster. Mkoya is level 20 at the second turn."
What a joke, although Garcia's chosen fighters are far inferior to the titled knights of the empire, ordinary first-ranked knights have never seen anyone who can compete with them head-on.
Mumkoya's face began to turn blue, blood gushed from his other hand, and the wound became more painful and bleeding more and more.
However, Fang Xingjian continued to improve under the extreme pressure. Every move and every style was mastered to the peak. Not only did he resist Mumkoya's attack, he even began to gain the upper hand.
It was as if he had been squeezed to a tiny point by infinite pressure, and then exploded violently in the end. He only felt calm in his heart, and there was nothing serious between life and death, as if nothing could compare to fighting Mumkoya in front of him. It is important to kill the opponent.
As soon as the pressure was lightened, the mental method in his brain became more and more violent. The last few words on the panel became more and more clear.
But at the next moment, Mumkoya exploded suddenly, allowing the silver dragon to draw a scar on his chest, and forced Fang Xingjian to cut a distance of tens of meters, and retreated with a sprint. After all, his strength is still stronger than Fang Xingjian.
His eyes narrowed slightly, and the muscles under his skin kept trembling, as if a big snake was crawling up and down, accompanied by bursts of black air emerging from the surface of his body, ready to rush out at any time.
He could see that the opponent's moves were exquisite, and he seemed to have entered a state of epiphany, and he didn't intend to compete with the opponent anymore.
"Very good, you are all good, I haven't been injured for a long time." He looked at Fang Xingjian with eyes like a poisonous snake: "I will brew you well and eat you piece by piece."
But in the next moment, he suddenly felt an extremely powerful, evil aura approaching his position.
This is his specialty "Beast Intuition", obtained through countless life and death trials, the specialty that can foresee huge threats in advance, and has also helped him escape countless mortal situations.
"Their support?"
He frowned, but Mumkoyaque didn't hesitate at all, and it could be said that he fled quickly without delay.
Missing a hit, fleeing thousands of miles away, and leaving at unparalleled speed when he sensed any danger, this is the key to his survival until now.
"Imperial people, you wait, the next time we meet, I will kill you one by one."
Without the delay of the halved force field, Mumkoya fled with all his strength, and it was impossible for others to catch up with him.
Seeing Mumukoya who was injured and running away, Fang Xingjian sneered, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and a smooth and agile feeling flowed through his whole body.
Walking alone, chasing after thousands of miles, even though he didn't kill Mumkoya, he finally repelled him.
There was a loud bang and bang in Fang Xingjian's mind, and the mental method was turning faster and faster. It seemed that he could make a breakthrough anytime and anywhere, and completely complete the mutation of the mental method.
He could feel that a powerful force was brewing in this mental method, and once it was completed, the mind-changing mental method would have some kind of terrifying power.
What happened in Koster City allowed him to complete his spiritual epiphany, and Mumkoya's pursuit of thousands of miles, as well as the battles along the way, allowed him to complete his spiritual training.
And the more epiphanies, the more difficult the tempering, the more gains will naturally be obtained, and the stronger the mutated mentality will naturally be.
And Fang Xingjian wants to clean up the world with his own power, break through all the darkness and filth, what kind of epiphany and wish is this
And now he is chasing and killing a second-rank professional with one sword and one person. What kind of difficulty is it to kill a second-rank fighter at a first-rank stage
How strong will the mutated mentality be? Fang Xingjian also looked forward to it more and more.
Although the dozens of knife wounds on his body were serious, even bloody and bloody, with bones visible, they were avoided by his supreme sword intent after all. "Chemical" all started, the wound has been squeezed, and the bleeding has been stopped.
With his current physical fitness, even though ordinary flesh wounds are painful and cost him a lot of blood, they can't make him lose his combat effectiveness.
Glancing at the movement of the mind, Fang Xingjian stepped out, and he wanted to chase Mumukoya. He still has thirty-two seconds to use his Bodyless Form. To be conservative, he has at least ten seconds to try to attack the opponent again, and retreat if he fails.
He felt that as long as he seized the opportunity, his mind could change at any time.
But when he took this step, his face turned red suddenly, and a big mouthful of blood spewed out from his mouth.