Building B

After listening to Tieshan’s words, Si Xianfan did not waver at all. He had completely got rid of the initial cowardice, and the loss of control before, made him quite annoyed. As the leader of a killer organization, This is obviously a failure.

　　 So Si Lianfan has only one thing on his mind now, and that is to kill Tieshan and end the only existence that can shake his heart now. He wants to completely bury his fear of the ancient sword of the giant fault.

Si Zhifan's speed is very fast, like a flash of light, he held the fish bowel sword in his hand when he shot it, and the other hand was supposed to belong to the emperor, but it was in the hands of Tieshan. The sword was absorbed.

　　 Hanguang kept approaching Tieshan. Even with such a strong defense, he still couldn't stop Si Lianfan from advancing. However, even though Tieshan had only one hand at this moment, his fighting style became even more fierce.

His speed, strength, and reactions in all aspects have been greatly catalyzed by the Soul of the Sword Lord. Today, he can fight head-on with Si Jie Fan, but he seems to be more in speed. Winner.

　　 It was because he had lost the heart of fear and used the martial power of the Yuchang Sword to its maximum. At this moment, he was acting like a swift fish, disappearing in a flash, and then appearing in the blind spot of the opponent's field of vision.

　　 But what made him puzzled was that Tieshan's movements were obviously much slower than his own. He even said that if the opponent's weapon was not fast enough to deal with him, then he would be at an absolute disadvantage.

But the facts are completely opposite. Tieshan’s movements have an inexplicable rhythm in it. Every time he raises his hand and swings his sword, he obviously seems to be very slow, but he can always push him back at a critical moment. Zhufan became a little restless.

　　 He didn't understand what conspiracy the other party had used, but only Tieshan himself knew the best. It was from the 32-character experience recorded in Sibo, "A great skill is not working, if you are clumsy and foolish!"

　　 "The heavy sword has no edge, there is offense but no defense!"

　　 "Quick and subtle, intentionally but not knowing!"

　　 "If there is no trick to win, break everything!"

Tieshan has never dared to forget the thirty-two characters on the silk in the past few years. He incorporated these thirty-two characters into his swordsmanship and kendo, so that they can nurture and blossom, and condense the fruit of kendo. .

Si Zhufan may never understand this. Anyone who has fought with Tieshan can only use the tricks he has used. If he sees through, then no matter how fast he is, no matter how strong he is, it will be in his sword and Under the sword consciousness, they are all useless.

Tieshan’s seemingly chaotic movements can always push it back one step ahead of time. It has already anticipated his movement trajectory and the direction the opponent wants to attack. Knowing yourself and knowing the enemy can win every battle. This is Tieshan’s kendo. .

When Si Xianfan felt astonished and anxious, Tieshan suddenly took the initiative to attack. Thousands of lightsabers whizzed to Si Xianfan like a school of fish. The latter snorted coldly, and his body shuttled through the lightsaber group. Keep them in your eyes.

But suddenly he felt a slight pain from all over his body. At this moment, a lightsaber just blocked his way forward. Si Xuanfan turned back and found that his clothes had become torn. It was broken, and there were slight sword wounds all over his body at this moment.

　　 This makes him feel incredible, because he obviously avoided it all easily, why would he still be injured?

Even if these wounds were not serious, they made Si Xianfan feel unbearable humiliation and pain. His eyes flashed with scarlet light. At this moment, he was completely angry, and he moved again with a swish, and this time His speed was a bit faster than before.

　　 However, Tieshan seemed to have just adjusted his position for this, and rushed towards the opponent. At this moment, his body was surrounded by sword energy, and the giant sword buzzed endlessly, as if complaining about why he had not killed the opponent.

　　 Tieshan looked at Si Lianfan who was like an electric light. He slowly sank, then exhaled, the blade deflected slightly, and then there was a loud noise.

　　 There was a loud clang, Tieshan parryed Si Lianfan's left-handed attack, and the dark red short blade in his hand shattered at the sound, and its strength was far from comparable to the Juque ancient sword.

However, Si Zhenfan seemed to have done it intentionally, because he didn't care about the short blade at all. In his kingdom, that kind of thing is nothing more than an item in the warehouse. What he really depends on for survival is life-critical. It was the Yuchang Sword held in his right hand at this time.

The Yuchang Sword passed through the defense range of the Juque Sword at an almost impossible angle, and instantly pierced Tieshan’s temple. If it succeeds, Tieshan will be killed instantly, but for some reason, the originally still Juque Sword, but At this moment, it shook like a shadow.

Si Zhifan's eyes widened. He looked down at his right arm, only to find that the forearm at the lower end of his right arm had unexpectedly fallen, and the blood donated splashed out immediately. His figure swayed and fell with his left hand. Hold his broken arm and let out an angry roar.

　　 "Impossible! Impossible!!!"

The voice echoed in the air, but just as he was about to grab his broken arm and flee here as before, Tieshan did not know when he appeared below him. He looked at himself coldly, and then waved. The giant **** sword in his hand slashed towards his arm.

　　 After only hearing a pop, Si Lianfan’s right forearm burst open, while the fish bowel sword was picked up by Tieshan with the sword and disappeared into Si Lianfan’s vision...

"No! No! No!!!! That's mine, it belongs to me!!!" Si Zhifan roared loudly, his eyes filled with bloodshot eyes, and a dark red short blade appeared in his hand with a wave of his left hand. , He gritted his teeth and grabbed the blade handle, slammed into the arm where he lost his forearm, and fixed it firmly to his bones.

Then he took out a short blade again and swung it towards Tieshan. However, after losing the blessing of Yuchang Sword, Si Jiefan's speed and strength were obviously weakened. Tieshan stood motionless, just The blade in his hand deflected slightly to one side.

When Si Zhifan appeared like crazy, Tieshan took one step ahead of him, and a column of blood splashed a high blood arrow, and the left half of Si Zhifan was directly chopped by the giant sword. Come down.

He roared in pain, but found that another cold light swept at him, his eyes showed a sulky expression, and he waved the broken band with his right arm to block it, only hearing a loud bang, which was embedded in the broken arm The dark red short blade burst open again, and was cut off along with Si Zhifan's right arm.

However, Si Zhifan escaped the fatal blow from the opponent by this. His figure flickered in the air, and the blood donated often spilled from where he appeared. Tieshan's eyes always looked at him, and his wrist shook slightly. When he was about to give the opponent a fatal blow, Si Zhifan disappeared.

Tieshan's brow furrowed. The only explanation for this situation is that Si Zhifan fled, and Tieshan hurriedly chased him up, but his knowledge of formations is not high, so he can only wait for the understanding. Reaction, waiting for him to let himself out.

At this time, Si Yingfan appeared in the real world covered in blood. The black cloth covering his face had long gone missing, revealing a hideous and terrifying face, a face with almost no facial features. It felt like a clove of garlic was flattened.

　　 And his face is full of terrifying scars, it looks like the thick folds on the face of an old lady, he shouted with his mouthless mouth, "Butterfly fan, save me!!!"

As soon as his words fell, he saw a figure appear next to him. A pair of eyes swept up and down the other's face, and he covered his mouth and smiled, "So you are such a respectable face, Mr. Si, you are so unique... …"

　　 "Stop talking nonsense, get it!!!" Si Lianfan shouted, staring at him.

　　 The butterfly fan smiled slightly, took out a pill bottle from his chest, and then handed it to the other party’s eyes. Si Lianfan shouted impatiently, "Hurry up and feed me!!!"

"Oh, so impatient, okay, do whatever you say!" The butterfly fan opened the pill bottle with a smile, and a strange scent spread immediately, and Si Zhifan just sniffed and felt full of power. , As if to be born again in Nirvana.

He could not wait to arch his head forward~www.wuxiaspot.com~ With a mouth desperately long, the butterfly fan picked up a purple-black longan-sized pill with two fingers, and slowly stuffed it into his mouth. At this moment, a figure suddenly arrived, and both fists blasted at the two at the same time.

And this person who appeared was Lou Yi who had been staying in the city. The reason why he was a step slower was because the butterfly fan used the clone method to tease him again. When he noticed the abnormality, the butterfly fan had already used Dan. The medicine was fed to Si Zhufan.

Just when Lou Yi’s fist was close at hand, Si Zhifan’s body suddenly burst out with terrifying energy, and the energy fell on him and the butterfly fans all blew out. At this time, Si Zhifan’s body began to twist and deform. Dark purple blood vessels began to crawl all over his body.

These black and purple blood vessels were constantly intertwined, and in just an instant, Si Zhifan's lost left shoulder and arm, together with his right arm, were restored, but there seemed to be some accidents, and that was the situation at this time. Fan didn't have a palm, his forearm turned into two sharp purple-black short blades at the original position of his palm.

This short blade exudes an extremely dangerous aura. Si Zhifan’s entire body is in a state of complete violent destruction. His originally lost facial features are now replaced by a black mask. The position of the mask’s eye sockets now has a strange black light. Flashing.

　　 His body was trembling desperately, and the mouth under the mask kept repeating a sentence, "Kill him! Kill him! Kill him!!!"...

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