Chapter 180: I Want to Live
Fang Bei's awesome is heartfelt.
Wang Zhi's can be said to be sincere.
Fang Bei generally doesn't talk nonsense with people, if it is really nonsense, then it means that he is not good at helping the other party for a while.
Fang Cai's cannon and sword are all Fang Bei's true skills, after the battle with Ning Huan last time, Fang Bei has already determined that science still has limits in this era.
But what if there is a limit?
The game of adding more water and more water is an eternal truth in this world.
Because the pistol was already very effective for a master of Ning Huan's level, Fang Bei could only try to replace it with a cannon.
Or rather, a hand cannon.
According to the test results, this hand cannon can penetrate 2.5 cm iron plates, which is the highest technology that the current party can come up with.
But he still can't break Wang Zhi's hands, he can only say that Wang Zhi's true qi is majestic, even if he has seen it, but it is still beyond Fang Zhi's imagination.
Therefore, even if it is said that the Eight Desolations and Liuhe Solipsacy Gong obtained by Wang Zhi is not the original version, the power is still extremely powerful.
So Fang Bei followed closely and connected with a sword.
This sword could have been the end, but Wang Zhi still blocked it.
It seems to be unarmed, but who would have thought that Wang Zhi's weapon turned out to be a pair of gauntlets.
So at this moment, Fang Bei can only stand in place, while quietly pranayama, and say a great sound.
Different from Ning Huan.
Fang Bei and Wang Zhi did not have any irreconcilable contradictions, the two had never met before this, if it weren't for Wang Zhi's current point of death, Fang Bei would not have been brave enough to complete this assassination.
But now that the assassination has begun, there is no end to it.
"It's terrifying to be able to hide a firearm in your sleeve and fire it when you raise your hand." Wang Zhi stood in place, and did not approach Fang Bei, but said with a smile: "To be honest, I suddenly feel that it is a waste for you to practice martial arts. ”
"No matter how high your martial arts are, you can't be the enemy of 10,000 people, but if you study firearms, you can easily break through the battle formation of 10,000 people."
"You've lifted me, Boss Wang." Fang Bei also smiled and said, "I don't have that much ambition. ”
"I came to this world just to live well, and if I can, I can live well with the people I like."
The boy said it so sincerely.
Wang Zhi nodded: "Then you still have a choice." ”
Fang Bei smiled and shook his head: "I'm sorry, I didn't." ”
Saying this, Fang Bei clenched the black long sword in his hand, stepped forward, and slashed out with another sword.
Wang Zhi had never seen such a fast sword.
Fang's sword is different from anyone else's swordsmanship.
Shang Jiuge's swordsmanship is exquisite, attacking it must be saved, varied, magnificent, fluttering with the posture of a fairy, so people who see Shang Jiuge's swordsmanship are full of praise, and they think that the way of the sword is to the realm.
But it's different.
A sword is a sword.
In an instant, the sword had already arrived in front of him, and Wang Zhi had no choice but to raise his right arm again and use the gauntlet to block it again.
Fang Bei was bounced away from afar, and couldn't help sighing.
Wang Zhi's weapons are extremely similar to his personality, both of them are more defensive than offensive existences.
Such an arm armor is really weak in attack when used for offense, but if it is used for defense, it is an iron king eight who can't splash water and doesn't show water.
He has almost the strongest internal skills in the world, unless Fang Bei can cut off Wang Zhi's armband, otherwise it is really more difficult to kill Wang Zhi than to ascend to the sky.
And Wang Zhi is not calm.
He just thought that the first sword he was forced to defend was a helpless move that he was forced to do at that time, as long as he could adjust and regain his strength, then Fang Bei would not be his opponent.
But Fang Bei slashed this sword again in front of him, Wang Zhi was still forced to defend, why the way to deal with it was completely ineffective, so that even if the right arm of the block was said to have divine power to protect the body, the arm armor was extremely hard, and at this moment, it was also slightly numb by the shock.
But then, Wang Zhi laughed: "Little brother, your sword is indeed fierce and exquisite, unparalleled in the world, but let me ask, how many times can you cut out such a sword?" ”
Fang Bei shook his head with a wry smile, then stretched out a finger.
"Ten times?" Wang Zhi said in surprise.
He didn't expect Fang Bei to be able to cut out such a sword ten times, after all, even he was paralyzed by the shock, and the effect of force was mutual, and Fang Bei who held the long sword in his hand would definitely not feel good.
But even then, can you cut out ten swords?
Fang Bei shook his head.
The body and voice are in unison.
A sword is slashed out.
Wang Zhilian took three steps back.
Fang Bei was bounced back again, but his voice still echoed in Wang Zhi's ears.
"A thousand times."
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Above the Yangtze River.
The upper echelons of the Wide Area Silence were already in shambles.
The queen bee dressed in white stood in the corner of the upper floor, looking at the two people who were fighting in front of her with a complicated expression, and her four maids had fallen to the side, unconscious.
In a battle at this level, there is no room for any interference in the ordinary Yipin realm, even if you don't believe it, the facts are in front of you.
Qin was still dressed in black, but there were already several scratches on the black clothes, and the black clothes were cut, and through the gaps in the black clothes, the blood-colored sword marks inside could be seen.
Compared with Qin, He Ping, who was dressed in emerald clothes, was unharmed, she held a long sword in her hand, her whole body was filled with purple gas, and a sword sword attacked Qin, floating like an immortal, Qin stood in place, but with only one right hand, she blocked all He Ping's attacks.
Yes, only one right hand.
No matter what angle He Ping used to shoot the sword and what kind of speed, Qin always had only one choice, and that was to smash his fist towards that sword.
Then He Ping's sword was smashed and missed.
"As I said, you're weaker than you were three years ago." Qin looked at He Ping, who was gasping slightly in front of him, and said lightly: "Everything Fang Bei has done has only slowed down your trend of weakening, but it has not made you stronger. ”
"But on the contrary, I'm stronger than I was three years ago."
He Ping quietly looked at the man in black in front of him and sighed: "Even so, I can still kill you." ”
The pure world has never been opened, Qin is testing He Ping's strength, but He Ping has not tested Qin's strength.
As Qin said, compared to three years ago, the current Qin is much stronger.
Originally, Qin's Ba Qin Divine Skill was already the product of the pinnacle of domineering qigong, relying on extremely condensed and strong true qi, forming a protective body qi on the surface of the body, both offensive and defensive, and extremely powerful.
This kind of martial arts, even if it is Hei Wu's Black Heaven Demon Skill, it is difficult to please the other party in front of him.
And Qin had already practiced the Tyrant Qin Divine Skill to the point of reaching the peak three years ago, and it could be said that no matter how much he cultivated, it was impossible to become stronger.
In terms of the cultivation of the Tyrant Qin's Divine Skill, Qin can be said to be the strongest genius in history.
After all, the name Qin was not Qin's original name.
It was only after he cultivated the Ba Qin Divine Skill and became a golden bee that he changed his name to Qin.
If it weren't for that, Qin wouldn't have challenged He Ping three years ago.
But as a result of the challenge, Qin did lose.
And lost badly.
No matter how strong Ba Qin's divine skills were, he didn't succeed in blocking He Ping's sword.
He Ping's chest-piercing sword sentenced Qin's defeat, if it weren't for He Ping's intention to save Qin's life, this sword didn't hit Qin's vital point, there would not be so many things now.
Qin couldn't help but laugh when he heard He Ping's words: "Do you regret it now?" ”
"I never regret it." He Ping said lightly.
Then he stepped forward with a sword, and the sword light cut through an inch of afterglow in the setting sun.
But Qin still raised his fist a little boredly and smashed the sword far away.
"You could have killed me almost without paying a price." Qin looked at He Ping and said, "But now you must have the courage to die with me before you can kill me." ”
"It's just He Ping." Qin said He Ping's name, and his expression was full of playfulness.
"Now you, do you still have the state of mind to stab that killer sword?"
He Ping was silent.
"I don't want to die." He Ping said with a sigh.
He Ping used to be fearless in life and death, and every task she did was successful, but not every mission was smooth sailing.
She has encountered many enemies, some strong and some weak, but He Ping has not always been so strong.
But every time, it was He Ping who survived.
Because the person who is least afraid of death can sometimes survive to the end.
She became an Assassin of the Hive at the age of sixteen, but actually killed people before she became an Assassin.
She started killing people at the age of twelve.
He is now twenty-nine years old.
So far, a total of 1,472 people have been killed.
It's less than one a day, but it's not much.
When He Ping first met Fang Bei, he said that she was not a good person, and there was no good end for following her.
Don't say he doesn't care.
Then he followed behind He Ping.
That's 10 years.
He Ping took Fang Bei and became the strongest assassin in the world step by step.
Fearless in life and death, one blow will kill, He Ping is getting stronger and stronger, so that there are fewer and fewer people who can block her sword.
Even the opening of the pure world has become a luxury.
In other words, He Ping is also deliberately suppressing the use of the pure world.
Because this is close to the realm of invincibility, and it is also a talisman for yourself.
It's like at this moment, Fang Bei is doing the hardest task he has ever accomplished.
And knowing that this is a trap, he is forced to jump into it.
Fang Don't warn yourself, be careful of Qin.
But even so, if Fang Bei came back, all he saw was his own and Qin's corpses.
What would the boy think?
To this day, He Ping is still not afraid of death.
But He Ping didn't want to die anymore.
She wanted to live.
Qin Haha laughed, and the laughter shook the entire ship slightly, making the queen bee cover her ears.
"You don't want to die."
"You don't want to die."
"You know what?" Qin looked at He Ping: "The first time I saw you, it was twenty years ago. ”
"Twenty years ago, you had a thick dead air between your eyebrows."
"Twenty years ago, you were the weakest child in the training camp, the one who needed to put in the most effort to survive, and the cultivation progress of martial arts was the slowest among all, even if it weren't for her."
Qin pointed his finger at the queen bee.
"You're already dead, aren't you?"
"Yes." He Ping nodded and said.
She had known Qin for a long time.
Both of them came out of the hive training camp, in fact, even now, most of the assassins of the hive were cultivated by themselves.
"But you're not dead." Qin looked at He Ping and said with a smile: "Obviously, the progress of cultivation is the slowest, but every time you are eliminated and selected, you can always grit your teeth and defeat your opponent, so that at first you were regarded as a person who pinched soft persimmons, but in the end, you were defeated and became your stepping stone." ”
"You ended up being a legend in the training camp, defeating the strongest enemies with the weakest strength."
"In front of you, what cultivation realm, what martial arts attainments, are all a thin window paper, in front of you, it will be broken as soon as you stab it."
He Ping did not speak.
In fact, she couldn't quite understand why Qin would say such a thing.
But she was happy to see Qin speak.
Because of this, you can drag a little more time for each other.
"And then we graduated." Qin looked at He Ping and continued.
"When you graduated, you were still very weak, so weak that I always thought I could knock you down with one hand, just like now."
"But every time I meet you, I'm beaten half to death by you."
"Why didn't you kill me at that time?"
He Ping shook his head, and finally spoke: "I don't kill people who shouldn't be killed." ”
"So you think I shouldn't have been killed?" Qin asked.
He Ping nodded: "Except now." ”
Qin couldn't help but laugh out loud again, laughing so hard that his stomach hurt a little.
"Why did a person like you become an assassin, why did you become the strongest assassin, obviously you don't want to kill anyone, do you?"
"Hmm." He Ping nodded: "If I can, the person I want to be the most is Shang Jiuge." ”
That's why He Ping has always taken care of Shang Jiuge.
Shang Jiuge is He Ping who is heading for another life.
Of course, if Shang Jiuge was not placed at the foot of Huashan Mountain, but at the door of the hive.
Then the current Shang Jiu Ge is just another He Ping.
To put it bluntly, it's nothing more than creation to make people.
"You always have a look like you want to die." Qin looked at He Ping and said.
"You'll always be the same look that pleases you to kill me."
"You want the next fight to be the one you should die in."
"But like this, you don't want to die properly."
"Every time someone dies is the person opposite you who wants to kill you."
"When I first graduated, when I was choosing a partner, I thought you would choose me."
"Because I'm the strongest graduate besides you."
"But in the end, you chose Xie Yuan."
"Can you tell me why?"
Qin asked.
"Because Xie Yuan is more likely to die than you." He Ping said.