If there is no blood, it proves that my sword missed.
This result was hard for him to accept, but it seemed to be the case.
What he split was not Fang Yan, but Fang Yan's shadow.
The afterimage is so fast that it almost solidifies into a solid entity!
Because the dragon's speed was too fast and his sword was too sharp, even its shadow could be split in half.
So, where is the real local inflammation
The invisible enemy is the most dangerous enemy.
The dragon felt the danger.
After he slashed the air with his sword, he turned 180 degrees without stopping and slashed horizontally.
But, after all, I was still a step too slow.
Snap-------
There was a sound of flesh being cut.
Fang Yan's body soared into the air like a flying white sheep.
He didn't know when he got on the back of Shenlong Kunming, and then he held a broken sword condensed from half of the Tai Chi light and stabbed it fiercely into the back of Shenlong Kunming.
After a successful attack, Fang Yan flew back.
Snap-------
The Demon-Slaying Sword passed in front of Fang Yan, leaving a huge gash on his body.
Snap-------
The two bodies retreated at the same time and then landed at the same time.
The dragon stood on the east side of the mountain with great difficulty, while Fang Yan stood on the west side of the mountain.
The position was the same as before the battle, as if the two of them had not moved at all.
To the onlookers, it looked like the two had fought for several rounds, but it all happened in a flash. I'm afraid that the current video equipment can't capture any of their movements.
The two stood facing each other again, looking into each other's eyes, as calm as before.
After a few breaths, blood began to seep out of Fang Yan's chest.
The blood stretched the flesh cut by the sword, and then the blood flowed faster and faster.
Soon, the few pieces of cloth left on Fang Yan's body were stained red with blood. His exposed chest was bloody and looked like he was seriously injured.
The dragon Shen Kunming looked relaxed, his clothes intact, standing tall, with the demeanor of a great master.
However, Gongsun Qi, who rushed behind him, clearly saw that his master was also bleeding from his back.
The blood soaked the robe, turning the grey robe into a darker faded color. The air was filled with a pungent smell of blood.
"Master is injured--------" Gongsun Qi cried out in a low voice. He simply couldn't believe what he was seeing.
His master Shenlong worked so hard, but he was actually injured
Since he started learning martial arts from his master, he has never seen his master get hurt. Even some minor injuries that can be ignored have never happened, such as cutting a finger when cutting nails, or cutting a finger when peeling an apple, or getting abrasions or dislocated bones when practicing martial arts.
Never had.
Now, Fang Yan actually stabbed his own master with a sword
So what happened
The light of Tai Chi was condensed from vital energy. After Fang Yan used the half of the sword that was cut off by the Demon-Slaying Sword to stab into the back of Shenlong Kunming, the light of Tai Chi naturally disappeared.
The sword body disappeared, and a cut that penetrated deep into the body naturally appeared on the body.
"Your eyes deceive you." Fang Yan looked at Shenlong Kunming and said. Just as Shenlong Kunming said to him at the beginning. The same lines, the same tone. Even the expression was the same.
He looks so superior and seems to deserve a beating.
"Yes, my eyes deceived me." Shenlong Kunmu nodded. "Illusion. You used three layers of illusion. I have to say, you are a genius. You just learned to use illusion to deceive your opponent and attack, but you have already made it to this point. I can only use three layers of illusion, just like you."
Fang Yan grinned, completely ignoring the blood gushing from his chest.
"Your brain is deceiving you." Fang Yan said again.
"That's right." Shenlong Kunmu Ming once again echoed Fang Yan's conclusion. "I shouldn't have swung the second sword. When your Tai Chi light appeared, the entity you showed was already an illusion - I shouldn't have insisted on slashing that sword."
After a pause, Shenlong Kunming looked at Fang Yan thoughtfully and said, "In some aspects, you handled it more skillfully than Qinglong Mo Qingdi. I used three swords to kill Mo Qingdi, so I thought two swords would be enough to kill you, and I was even ready for the third sword. However, when I swung the second sword, you used the illusion to escape and then hit me from behind. You are different from Mo Qingdi. Mo Qingdi would choose to persist in fighting hard, but you took another approach."
"A good teacher produces good students. You are a good teacher." Fang Yan said with a smile.
"The master leads you to the door, but it's up to you to practice." Shenlong Kunming also laughed. "How much you can comprehend depends on your luck. However, there is a saying that I agree with: if you teach your apprentice, you will starve the master to death. The ancients were right."
"Now, it's my turn to attack." Fang Yan said with a smile.
The dragon took great pains to hold up the sword and said, "Please."
Fang Yan walked towards the Shenlong Kunming step by step, and walked towards him with a swagger, just like a farmer who was inspecting his own vegetable garden.
The dragon looked into Fang Yan's eyes with great effort. When a person made any movement, his eyes would be the first to show a reaction.
Fang Yan looked like a reckless man, as if he was going to walk up to the front of the dragon and give him a ruthless blow.
If his opponent was not a dragon, he could indeed do so.
But, isn't he joking now
Hardworking but didn't think he was joking.
He did not walk in a straight line, but in a curve. He seemed to be rushing forward, but in fact he was circling back and forth, with three changes left for each step, and the three changes could give rise to infinite evolution.
This is the true meaning of Tai Chi: one gives birth to two, and two gives birth to the infinite.
Fang Yan practices Tai Chi when he speaks and walks. His every word, action and gesture are all in line with the principles of Tai Chi.
Now Fang Yan and Tai Chi have merged into one. I am Tai Chi, my mind is Tai Chi, and because of the endless flow of true Qi, I look radiant and energetic, which is the manifestation of the legendary Tai Chi water overflow.
In the eyes of Shenlong Kunming, Fang Yan, who was striding towards him, looked full of loopholes.
However, if he dared to act rashly, every loophole could be a real trap.
Of course there will be loopholes. Everyone has loopholes or blind spots. However, when there are too many loopholes, you don’t know which one is the real loophole.
When Fang Yan walked two or three meters in front of the Shenlong Kunming, he raised his right arm and slapped it lightly.
After that palm strike was thrown out, Fang Yan's entire arm disappeared in mid-air, turning into nothingness under the gaze of Fang Yan himself and the dragon.
Shenlong Kunming also swung out a sword at the same time, but that sword, like every previous one, left no shadow.
This created a strange scene: they were still standing in this world, but their fighting hands and iron swords seemed to have entered another world.
There was nothing unusual to be seen, and no sound of metal clashing could be heard.
However, Fang Yan's right palm was clapping frantically.
Palm after palm, violent storm.
The dragon worked hard but still stabbed out with sword after sword, like will-o'-the-wisp stars.
Suddenly, the space in front of them made a violent tearing sound.
Their hair was messed up by the strong wind, their clothes were blown back by the strong air, and their facial features were deformed.
Then, the two bodies suddenly flew backwards into the air.
boom--------
There was a loud explosion.
After the explosion, a huge tornado vortex appeared. The tender grass, branches, fine sand and large rocks on the ground that were not hard enough were all rolled towards the eye of the tornado and disappeared in an instant.
It's like a black hole that can swallow everything. As its rotation speed increases, farther and larger objects are also sucked in.
Including Fang Yan who was fighting fiercely in the air and Ye Wenrou and Gongsun Qi who were watching the battle nearby.
Ye Wenrou remained calm, but her feet had sunk deep into the cracks in the stone. She had stepped on the hard stone ground and created two deep pits the size of her footprints.
Gongsun Qi's clothes crackled and his body leaned forward slightly to resist the suction of the tornado, looking quite strenuous.
Fang Yan and the dragon fought desperately in the air, and turned into two shadows, one black and one white, and then into two equally dark spots.
Finally they merged into one, becoming a gust of wind that was difficult to distinguish with the naked eye.
Fengshan was full of wind and sand, and another sandstorm came from the north, covering the whole world.
Shalala--------
The teeth-numbing sound of sand colliding rang out in the air, instantly wrapping them up and enveloping them, making Fang Yan, Ye Wenrou, Gongsun Qi, the entire Fengshan Mountain, and the people on Fengshan become one with them.
The whole world was gray, as if the end of the world was coming.
At this moment, a huge lone eagle suddenly appeared in the middle of the sandstorm.
No, how could a lone eagle appear in the middle of this sandstorm
It was more like a ghost hidden in a sandstorm, a demon that struck fear into people's hearts.
Ye Wenrou, who had been paying attention to the battle group, suddenly became alert. Her sharp eyes pierced through the wind and dust that were like a maze, and she shouted urgently: "Fang Yan, be careful--------"
After all, it was still a step too late. The black figure was hidden in the sandstorm and, with the help of the cold wind blowing from the north, rushed towards Fang Yan and Kunming who were fighting.
Swish-------
The blazing white light lit up, and even the dense dust that made it difficult to open the eyes could not cover it up.
boom---------
Where the white light shone, the dust in that area disappeared completely. Even the air seemed to be purified.
Soon, everything returned to normal. More dust rushed over to fill the vacuum. (To be continued)