Looking at Ning Huan who drew out the bone-eroding sword in front of him.

and the pink bubbles spit out of his mouth.

There is no way, if your lung lobe is injured, you will also vomit pink bubbles in your mouth.

The stars are shining on your head.

But there is no moon.

"To be honest." Fang Bie sighed and said to him: "If you didn't run away at the first time, I think you have a better chance of winning now."

"How many shots have you been shot now? Three or four shots?"

"If I had only 60% chance of winning at the beginning, I would have at least 80% now."

"Are you sure you want to fight me?"

Fang Bie's words are lazy and clear, with real logic.

I didn’t beat me before, but now I’m injured and can’t run away. Do you think I can still beat me?

The so-called way to fight is to attack the city as the lower one, and to attack the heart as the higher one.

The reason why Ning Huan is powerful is largely because of his mentality that he thinks he is almost invincible in the world.

If he can break his mentality, the chances of other winnings of this battle will increase greatly.

Ning Huan wiped the corner of his mouth with his right hand and wiped off all the blood from the corner of his mouth.

"Little Thief Linghu, have you never heard of the idea of ​​fighting the trapped beasts?" Ning Huan said this, while starting to use the Great Compassion Fu technique all over his body. For a moment, his bones trembled and his muscles moved.

Light red sweat beads slowly flowing out of his body, and at the same time, Ning Huan's expression began to appear ferocious and painful.

The three bullets hidden in Ning Huan's body were "squeezed out" by his musculoskeletons little by little, and fell to the ground with three clangs.

Ning Huan stood under the starry night and looked at Fang Bie: "I, Ning Huan, have been invincible all my life. Do you really think you can kill me here?"

Fang Bie looked at the man in red in front of him, while Ning Huan used his skills to force out the three bullets from his body, his appearance also changed.

Originally, Ning Huan had a handsome and handsome boy with a handsome face, but with the operation of the Great Compassion Fu, he has now become a middle-aged man with a strong face. He looks more steady than the previous boy in red, less weird and more majestic.

"I don't know." Fang Bie smiled: "But since you have such an idea, you have to give it a try, right?"

"Teacher Ning Huan."

Fang Bie called the teacher one by one, and at the same time stepped forward again. Fang Bie was extremely fast and could almost drag the afterimage out of the spotlight when he moved.

He was originally twenty steps away from Ning Huan, but as soon as he moved, he came to Ning Huan almost instantly. The black sword in his hand danced and slashed towards Ning Huan with one sword.

"Teacher Ning Huan, how do you think of this sword?"

If possible, Ning Huan would definitely not want to hear Fang Bie’s words from the teacher.

But now, Fang Bie's sword is already in front of him.

Then there is only one battle.

When Fang Bie's sword arrived, Ning Huan could only swing his sword to block it. At the same time, his left hand stretched out, and the Great Compassion Fu began to operate. A true qi black hole was formed in the palm of his left hand, and he continuously absorbed precious true qi into all directions.

But Fang Bie's sword was faster than Ning Huan imagined.

It fell down without any expense.

Ning Huan was slashed by a sword and took three steps back. Before Ning Huan could recover, she found that Fang Bie had slashed with another sword.

Yes, there is no expense, just one sword after another!

Whether it is the force, the force posture, the angle you choose or the timing of swinging the sword, it is an impeccable sword.

Fang Bie started swinging his sword ten years ago, and swung his sword a thousand times a day, and there were 365 days a year, so Fang Bie waved his sword 3650,000 times in ten years.

You are forty-eight thousand years old and will not be connected with Qin Pass!

Fang Bie only practiced this sword for ten years, did nothing, just to kill people.

Ning Huan was slashed away by a sword again.

Fang Bie won't give Ning Huan any work, unlike Shang Jiuge's swordsmanship, which can easily hurt the enemy with flaws.

To be honest, even if Shang Jiuge is opposite Fang Bi, Shang Jiuge will be honestly slashed away by Fang Bi's sword.

Because it is fast, because it is accurate, because it is cruel.

It's even more because there are no flaws.

Almost any sword in the world has flaws, and only the simplest sword does not exist.

Fang Bie practiced the simplest sword for ten years, and this is his unique sword technique.

"What kind of sword technique are you?" Ning Huan said incredibly.

Under Fang Bing's attack like a storm, Ning Huan didn't even have the chance to counterattack.

Of course, at least Ning Huan still has the ability to block.

Of course, it is just the ability to block.

"I call it the Sword Technique of the Young Palace." Fang Bi said seriously while chopping.

"Anyway, just chopping is enough, right?"

Fang Bing said this, and another sword slashed at Ning Huan's head without hesitation.

Basically, every sword is at its peak speed, its peak power, and its peak accuracy.

There is no real sword move.

Fang Bie's sword is really just a sword.

One sword, one sword, one sword.

A sword slashes you until you collapse.

Ning Huan had forgotten how many swords he had received, and he had never seen such a rogue sword technique.

It is unparalleled power and speed, and it is that every sword is cut in the right position. Once the sword is drawn, you will have no chance to breathe.

It's a sword, a sword, a sword, a sword.

Until you are killed.

Because martial arts is originally simple.

To be honest, Ning Huan is already extremely powerful to be able to take another sword below.

But Fang Bie's sword was one sword, one sword after another.

In the dark night sky, don’t wave the black sword in your hand and chop it down at Ning Huan with one sword. It was like cutting wood and greetings of New Year. However, the sword was connected together, and Ning Huan could only retreat step by step.

What is the great compassion between heaven and earth?

All martial arts in the world are outstanding and unparalleled in the world.

Fang Biezhen swung his sword, and with only one sword, he could smash you down.

And for a moment, apart from the monotonous and monotonous and connected collision sound in the air, a somewhat out of place suddenly came out of the air.

The crisp sound was originally extremely light, but as Fang Bie's next sword fell, the sound actually started to reunite.

Ning Huan instinctively felt something was wrong, but Fang Bie's sword was too fast.

He was able to completely suppress Ning Huan and let him breathe. No matter whether you are a great fu or a great fu, I have a sword.

The next sword fell, and the bone-eroding sword in Ning Huan's hand suddenly cracked at that moment, and countless pieces of bone-breaking exploded around, each of which was the sharpest hidden weapon.

Ning Huan had long known that the bone-eroding sword in his hand was about to collapse under Fang Bie's continuous blows, so he simply took the initiative to inject internal force into the bone-eroding sword, allowing it to explode and gain a glimmer of vitality for himself.

While the Bone Erosion Sword exploded, Ning Huan bullied himself, taking advantage of Fang Bei's stagnation at that moment and facing the risk of the Bone Erosion Sword's fragments, he slapped Fang Bei's chest with a palm.

"Go to die!"

Ning Huan's voice was heard.
Chapter completed!