Emperor Shiming of the Town of Martial Arts / Emperor of the Great Ming Dynasty

After saying that, Feng Han laughed and looked happy.

This is a martial idiot, a martial idiot who is the same as the ancient three ways, except for martial arts, other things can't make him have too much heart.

Thinking of this, Zhu Houzhao was thoughtful, and he said, "Senior Feng, it's easy for you to leave behind after you pressurize the injury at this time. I have a secret method here, which can quickly treat internal injuries. I wonder if you can trust me?"

Feng Han smiled slightly: "Oh? Feng Mou would like to try it."

Zhu Houzhao lightly hooked the corner of his mouth and walked slowly behind Feng Han. The true energy of the Bodhi Sutra slowly poured into Feng Han's meridians.

Wherever the true qi went, the meridians that Feng Han was injured by the covering rain sword qi recovered quickly, and within a short time, he was completely healed.

"This little brother's exercises are mysterious and mysterious, and they have such mysterious uses." Feng Han said with bright eyes.

The corner of Zhu Houzhao's mouth twitched lightly, and a sword intent rose slowly from his body: "Actually, my son's swordsmanship is more mysterious, Senior Feng has just learned about Senior Lang's rain-covering swordsmanship, and I would like to experience this son's sword again. Law?"

Feng Han's eyes burst out with strong fighting intent again: "I can't ask for it!"

Zhu Houzhao smiled slightly and pointed to the sword: "One move determines the outcome, the loser has to follow the winner for three years, how?"

Feng Han thought for a while, nodded slowly, and said firmly: "A word is settled!"

Chapter 0403 The best quick move in the world, a sword shocks the rainbow

Clang!

Treasure Sabre Heavenly Soldier, once again unsheathed.

Feng Han saw the young man in front of him, and felt that he was not weaker than Lang Fanyun, even stronger than Lang Fanyun. He knew that since the man in white dared to propose, the loser would follow the winner for three years. , there will be no certainty of victory.

However, the swordsman has pride, how can the swordsman not?

The real powerhouses all have enough eyesight, Feng Han could see that Zhu Houzhao was only around twenty years old at most, not a few decades old martial artist rejuvenating his youth.

He Feng Han has been practicing swordsmanship for decades. If he really loses to a teenager in his twenties, let alone follow him for three years, he will follow him for the rest of his life, so why not be convinced?

The blade of the Heavenly Soldier once again radiated a dazzling light.

Losing to the Rain-covering Sword did not damage the radiance of the Heavenly Soldier, but instead made it more radiant and sharper than it could be looked directly at.

The real strong are never afraid of failure, setbacks will only make them stronger! .

"Very good, you are a real swordsman..." Zhu Houzhao smiled lightly.

Feng Han's aura was infinitely rising and rising. At this moment, he and the knife in his hand seemed to be one body. A man is a knife, and a knife is a man.

"Man and knife are one?" Looking at Feng Han, Zhu Houzhao smiled slightly, as if he still underestimated the potential of this swordsman.

If Feng Han didn't die in the battle like he did in the original book, maybe in this life, he has the potential to attack the world's strongest.

"Why don't you draw your sword?" Looking at Zhu Houzhao, Feng Han asked.

Zhu Houzhao lightly hooked the corner of his mouth, his true qi lingered around his fingertips, and a bunch of silver-white swords were formed on the middle finger of the right index finger, which was the Six Meridian Sword Gang.

"Make a move!" Zhu Houzhao smiled slightly, "Otherwise, when I make a move, you won't have a chance..."

Zhu Houzhao's words were very arrogant, but Feng Han did not get angry, because Zhu Houzhao's method of condensing energy into a sword, gathering but not dispersing three feet long, was beyond the reach of others.

At this moment, Zhu Houzhao is both a sword, and the sword is Zhu Houzhao, which is also the unity of man and sword on another level.

Feng Han took out the knife. With this knife out, the temperature of the entire room dropped. It was Sen Han with a knife and a knife, and it was affecting the temperature in reality.

Ninety-nine is the number of extremes, and perfection is perfection.

This time Feng Han's knife was faster than the previous one, and in one breath, he released a full ninety-nine knife qi.

The hundredth, stabbed Zhu Houzhao's throat.

The sky is full of sword energy, as if there is no gap left, and there is no room for dodging.

However, Zhu Houzhao did not dodge either.

He just stabbed his sword slowly.

No, not slowly... Slowly, it's just an illusion, it's just the afterimage of him left on the spot, in fact, Zhu Houzhao's sword is approaching the extreme.

It's so close that even Zhu Houzhao's sword is gone, so close that even Zhu Houzhao's hand is gone, so close that even Zhu Houzhao's body is gone.

The next moment, the sword energy that filled the sky slowly dissipated, and Zhu Houzhao's figure solidified again. At this time, he was only three feet away from Feng Han. The sword glow has dissipated.

The Tianbing Baodao stayed at Zhu Houzhao's throat, and the blade even cut off half of Zhu Houzhao's hair.

However, Feng Han still lost.

Because Zhu Houzhao had already removed Jianmang, it was his finger that pointed at Feng Han.

If Zhu Houzhao used a three-footed sword, then the sword had already penetrated Feng Han's throat at this time, and he would never have the chance to cut off this sword.

In Feng Han's eyes, the look of surprise could not be restrained for a long time. He was confident that after the battle with Lang Fanyun just now, he had already made great progress. Even if he was facing Lang Fanyun, he was not without the power to fight.

However, facing Zhu Houzhao, he was defeated so simply.

One move, just one move, the sword points to the throat!

The smile on Zhu Houzhao's face was still so gentle, but with unparalleled confidence: "What, Feng Han? Are you not convinced?"

Feng Han finally came back to his senses. Looking at Zhu Houzhao, he slowly put away the Heavenly Armament Sword in his hand and asked, "What's the name of this move?"

Zhu Hou looked at the bright moon in the sky, smiled slightly, and the sword light flashed in his eyes: "The best quick move in the world, a sword shocks the rainbow!"