square inch kill

Chapter 54 Horror sword skills!

"Zheng!"

The sword is like a dragon chant, and the energy is like a rainbow!
From pressing the sword to drawing the sword, it was so fast that he didn't even have time to blink. The moment the voice fell, the sword in his hand had already pointed towards Fang Cun's throat.

The tricky angle, the gloomy sword aura, but it also has a bit of awe-inspiring meaning, making this sword look evil and awe-inspiring.

Most importantly, Liu Feiyu's sword is the left-handed sword!
"Snapped!"

Almost at the moment when the sword was drawn, Fang Cun had already reacted, and slapped the stone table beside him with one palm. With the force of this slap, the whole person flew upside down. Gravity sucked the saber on the stone table into his palm like lightning.

Jianfeng, less than three inches away!
Liu Feiyu's sword was like a violent snake, biting Fang Cun's throat tightly, no matter how Fang Cun used his strength to retreat, or even what evasive movements he made in the air, he couldn't get rid of the lock of this sword!

There was a flash of brilliance in his eyes, the square-inch man was in the air, and he didn't even have time to draw his sword, so he raised his hand and pointed at the tip of the opponent's sword!

"Ding!"

The precise piercing of the scabbard, the perfect collision of the two sword tips, the instant exchange, and at the same time fly backwards a few steps away, regardless of victory or defeat.

"it is good!"

Gently uttering a good word from his mouth, Liu Feiyu advanced instead of retreating, and while the ground was not stable, he stabbed out with a sword again, and a sudden coldness invaded silently, enough to delay a few minutes without anyone noticing it. reaction speed.

"My lord's sword is not bad either."

There was a smile on the corner of his mouth, and the sword in his hand greeted him again, and Fang Cun responded calmly.

With the same innate realm, Fang Cun is not afraid of the opponent, even if the opponent makes a sudden attack, in fact, it does not bring any danger to Fang Cun.

No matter when, the assassin's vigilance will never relax, and he will never give the opponent a chance to catch him by surprise.

In fact, following the fight between the two, the guards following Liu Feiyu also stopped rummaging through boxes and boxes, retreated to the door and watched Fang Cun and Liu Feiyu fight with a smile.

No one had the intention of going up to help. They knew Liu Feiyu's temperament better than anyone else. In such a one-on-one confrontation, they would never want anyone to go up and join.Moreover, they believed more in the strength of their leader than Fangcun.

Both of them were also fast swords, they didn't have any chance to think or take a breath, they shattered the scabbard, Fang Cun and Liu Feiyu fought each other with fast speed.Don't dare to relax in the slightest, in this kind of fast sword competition, whoever is slow will lose!

"Mr. Fang, you should admit defeat. Fei Yu promises that he will give you a chance to appeal."

Although on the surface, the two seem to be on par, in fact, Liu Feiyu has always had the upper hand.

The left-handed sword itself is tricky, not to mention that Liu Feiyu's strength itself is stronger than Fang Cun. In every confrontation, Fang Cun actually suffers some small losses. After accumulating in this way, the balance of victory has actually begun to tilt.

"I'm afraid it may not be the case, swords have no eyes, my lord must be careful!"

He responded casually, but the sword's posture suddenly changed. The sword move that was originally like a torrential rain suddenly seemed to be light and powerless in a blink of an eye!

A square-inch sword is not a fast sword in itself. The reason why you fight the opponent's sword speed is just to test the gap between yourself and the opponent's strength.

The sword walks lightly!

Fangcunshan's disciples still value skills, and their sword moves are known for their exquisiteness. Although Fangcun's previous life did not comprehend the meaning of the sword and learned its essence, it is enough to deal with ordinary opponents.

After all, Jianyi is not a Chinese cabbage on the street, and it can be broken as soon as it is said.

Although Liu Feiyu's left-handed sword is strong, it is far from sword intent, otherwise, Fang Cun would not have the guts to fight the opponent with a fast sword.

As soon as the wind of the sword turned, Fang Cun's whole person seemed to become illusory, and each sword was aimed at the moment when the opponent's sword was about to run out, constantly interfering with the opponent's attack rhythm from second to peak!
The so-called quick sword, in fact, is a kind of rhythm, once you can't keep up with the opponent's rhythm, or fall into the opponent's rhythm, you will not be far from defeat.

However, at this moment, Fang Cun has been disrupting the other party's rhythm. Although it will not be interrupted completely, it can't help giving people the illusion that they are powerful and useless.

This way of fighting immediately made Liu Feiyu feel like vomiting blood. Since he practiced with the left-handed sword, few people can push him to this level!

With the unfolding of the sword, the slight contempt for Fang Cun was finally dissipated.

"Yinfeng!"

A murderous intent flashed in his eyes, Liu Feiyu finally couldn't help using his sword skills!

Different from the previous life, in this other world, with the help of the spiritual power of heaven and earth, it is possible to use sword skills. Compared with ordinary sword moves, this is a truly terrifying killing move.

It is not an exaggeration to say that the lethality of sword skills is enough to double in an instant, and some terrifying sword skills can even increase the attack power by several times.

Slowly uttering these two words from his mouth, Liu Feiyu's aura suddenly changed, and the surrounding temperature dropped sharply. In the blink of an eye, it was so cold that it was almost impossible to hold the sword.

However, this is only the beginning!

As if attracted by some force, a small cyclone suddenly formed around the long sword in Liu Feiyu's hand. Although it was invisible, it actually existed and was growing rapidly!
At this moment, Fang Cun suddenly felt a deadly sense of crisis. It was an assassin's sense of touch, an intuition honed in countless lives and deaths.

With a slight tremor of the sword in his hand, Fang Cun was almost about to use Cun Jin uncontrollably!

Under such an attack, only by relying on the terrifying explosive power of Cun Jin can he catch up with the opponent's sword skills and destroy the opponent's attack in one fell swoop.

However, such a thought only flashed in his mind, and was quickly pushed down by Fang Cun.

The existence of Cun Jin must not be exposed at this time, otherwise, the attack and murder of Chen Yun may be exposed!

There is absolutely a world of difference between maintaining a touch of contact and making the other party believe that you did it!

If he just had some doubts, even if he didn't believe it himself, then the Chen family would definitely not go all out with Fang Cun because of it!
But if it can be confirmed that it is Fangcun, what he did, then this is an endless hatred!

Between flashes and flints, Fang Cun finally suddenly dissipated the power in his hands, with a look of horror on his face, and turned back!
"boom!"

Almost instantly, Liu Feiyu's sword skills were finally completely completed, centering on the long sword in his hand, a terrifying wind suddenly blew up, enveloping square inches in it in an instant!
Destroying power!
Without the corresponding sword skills, Fang Cun could not compete with such a force at all. With just one blow, the defense was directly breached, the sword in his hand was broken, and the whole person spurted a mouthful of blood, and flew out backwards.

"kindness?"

After a successful blow, Liu Feiyu was shocked to find that the sword that he thought could at least seriously injure Fangcun, or even make the opponent lose all resistance, failed to shatter Fangcun's fighting spirit at all.

He spat out a mouthful of blood and flew a distance of nearly ten meters, but Fang Cun still stood stubbornly, holding a broken sword in his hand, even though he was injured, he had no intention of admitting defeat.

"You are courting death!"

There was a murderous intent in his eyes, Liu Feiyu stared at Fang Cun, his gaze was cold.

"Brother, even if you die in battle, you must remain innocent in the world!" With his back straight, Fang Cun's eyes were full of determination, and he said calmly, "If I lose to the enemy, I will die here. It is better than carrying an unwarranted charges!"

(End of this chapter)