If the sword takes root in its sheath, there are only two reasons, one is in front of the dearest and beloved. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info the second is that the tip of the sword is half an inch into the sheath, although the sword can be drawn, but it will inevitably affect the speed of the sword, even if it is half a beat slower, in the peak duel, it is already able to decide life and death.

When Fang Fan's hand grabbed the ankle of the river bridge on the leaping horse, the river bridge was pulled into the soil almost without any reaction, and when Fang Fan jumped out of the soil, a sand sword jumped from the heavenly spirit cover of the river bridge and stabbed into the handle.

Fang Fan's body, which was covered in mud, trembled, and the mud all shook off his body, and suddenly, the star map emitted a soft white light, sliding the short sword that he stabbed behind him to the shoulder of his left shoulder, and with a snort, he stabbed it deeply. The star map did not hinder the dagger in any way, and the dagger pierced the wound along with the clothes.

"Many people think that I can only separate one doppelganger a day, but they don't know that this ability can be improved." Behind him came the sound of the leaping horse and the river bridge staring at everything.

The bridge over the Prancing Horse, which was buried in the soil, melted into a puddle of muddy water again, and it was still a doppelganger.

Fang Fan sighed and said: "I made the mistake that every self-righteous person makes, I think I can see people through, but the other party can always play some hole cards that make me fall into hell."

Yuema said on the river bridge: "No one can really see through another person, thinking that he can read people's hearts, will only be killed by his own arrogance."

"Yes......" Fang Fan looked up at the sky in amazement, the rain had gradually stopped, and only the rain and fog were filled.

"I think I have the chance to win, we must prevent the other party from suddenly reversing, as long as people live, there are infinite possibilities." Fang Fan's eyes suddenly flashed with confidence.

Yuema Heqiao Gege smiled: "Are you warning me?"

"What do you think?"

Yuema Heqiao smiled and said, "I won't feel at ease for a moment if I leave you in the world for a moment, so ......"

On the leaping horse, Heqiao immediately held the sword with both hands and cut the Tugong sword to the upper right, but Fang Fan spoke again at this time.

"If I were you, I should look behind me first."

The bridge stopped his hand and sneered, "You want to buy yourself time?"

Fang Fan said: "I just want to remind you that you don't have long to live."

Hearing this, Yuema laughed loudly at the river bridge, and then said, "Do you think I will fall for you?"

If I am distracted by people like you......"

Saying that, Yuema Heqiao couldn't help but sweep the afterglow from the corner of his eyes behind him, and in an instant, his scalp exploded, and in an instant, he was in a cold sweat like rain, soaking through his heavy clothes. A black sword covered with blood-colored veins was pointing at the back of his head, and he didn't even notice it!

"How...... How...... How could it be ......" The river bridge on the leaping horse changed color in horror.

Fang Fan laughed in a low voice: "I know, your 'Rotten Swamp' is not only a defensive sword technique, but also an offensive sword technique, no matter what kind of divine weapon it is, falling into the 'Rotten Swamp', it will only dissolve into a puddle of mud, of course you are full of confidence in that style of swordsmanship."

On the leaping horse, Heqiao just stared at the back of Fang Fan's head with frowns.

Fang Fan continued: "You may not know, there were a hundred sharp swords before, and it was too simple to leave one to hide in the soil."

Yuema Heqiao clenched the hilt of his sword and said, "I have clearly counted it in my heart, and it is impossible to be less."

Fang Fan said with a smile: "The sword is indeed indispensable, but what if there is an extra sword?"

Yuema Heqiao was stunned, he finally knew what kind of means Fang Fan used, since he could conjure up a hundred sharp swords, why did he care about having one more?

Yuema River Bridge gritted his teeth angrily and said, "I really can't figure it out, the sword is buried in the soil, what method did you use to control it!"

"Nature is the easiest way to do it." Fang Fan raised his right hand, and a hair-thick black true qi thread was wrapped around his index finger.

"From the very beginning, I wrapped this line around my right foot, so you have to think about why I haven't been in the air, just because I'm afraid you'll notice my little move."

The leaping horse gritted his teeth on the river bridge, and a terrible thought suddenly flashed through his mind, and he couldn't help but ask, "Do you know that I have two doppelgangers?!"

"Nope." Fang Fan shook his head and said, "I'm not a roundworm in your stomach, naturally I don't know, what I'm doing is to leave more hole cards, even if you can't use them."

Yuema Heqiao's finger bones turned white, and said, "Since you left your hole cards, why did you still get hit by the sword?"

Fang Fan said: "You should already have a plan in your heart."

Yuema Heqiao said coldly: "You deliberately hit the sword, in order to let this sword go to the back of my head!"

"That's right, you know, compared to your strength, I'm really not worth mentioning, and the end won't be too easy."

Yuema Heqiao's face was suddenly full of hideousness, and he was about to use his internal force to rush to the Tugong Sword, when a strong wind suddenly set off behind his head, and with a pop, the sharp tip of the sword pierced out from his forehead.

"To ...... Outside...... You...... You'll regret it...... Regret what you did today...... What to do......" The pupils of the bridge on the leaping horse were sometimes dilated and sometimes focused, his voice was trembling, and he had done everything in his power to say this.

Fang Fan stretched out his hand and pulled out the Tugong sword that was inserted into his left shoulder, turned around and said, "You should be glad that this is a virtual world, if this world is real, you won't have a chance to say these scenes."

"You ......" Leaping Horse's eyes widened, but he couldn't say a word.

Fang Fan stood up, pulled out the flowing cloud from the head of the river bridge on the leaping horse and put it into the scabbard, and then exhaled a long breath and said, "Difficult battle......

After that, he used his internal strength to recover from his shoulder injury, but before the wound could heal, he said into the air: "Come out, don't let me go to you."

The surroundings were quiet and unchanged, except for the rain and fog drifting in the wind.

Fang Fan let out a long sigh, stared at a dirt field with a few dead grasses standing upright, and shook his head helplessly: "The one hiding in the soil, do you really think I have an eye disease?"

Maybe it was because of this sentence, or maybe it was because of Fang Fan's blade-like eyes, the mud ground moved, and a tall man whose body was covered in mud slowly stood up. There was a hint of excitement in his eyes, Fang Fan had seen this kind of look, which was the kind of look that fishermen often showed.

"You think I don't have the power to fight back?" Fang Fan looked at the tall man with a smile.

The tall man just laughed, and then said, "I can see through the amount of true qi in the human body."

Fang Fan spread his hands, and suddenly flashed behind the tall man, his right claw suddenly penetrated the thick skin of the tall man, and the vertebrae were broken with a pinch!

"To deal with people like you, do you still waste internal strength?"