"Zi-" The blade slashed through the scabbard, bursting with sparks as it was too fast. The black-clothed warrior Yamuzha galloped like a cheetah, and in an instant, he approached Fang Yan's body.

"Draw your sword and slash!"

The cold light suddenly appeared, reflecting Yamuza's cold eyes.

"Huh-" The white light flashed, Yamuza stopped suddenly, his right hand holding the sword was behind his back, and a trace of horror flashed in his eyes: "Impossible, how can you dodge this move?!" ”

"Ionian Sword Academy, Draw the Sword Stream?" Standing a few meters away from Yamuza's right side with a bow, Fang Yan's eyes flashed with disbelief.

When he heard the words "Ionian Sword Academy", a trace of shame flashed in Yamuza's eyes, but he was quickly drowned in his eyes, and his eyes stared at Fang Yan fiercely: "How did you dodge my move just now?" ”

Fang Yan said lightly: "I have displacement. ”

"What?" Yamuza was taken aback.

Displacement skills are not uncommon among the strong, but they are almost extinct in the circle of lower-level warriors. The reason is that it is naturally too profound, and most people don't have enough talent to learn, even if there are a few fighters with enough talent, most of them are not taught by teachers who know how to move skills, so naturally they can't learn it.

As for the self-created displacement skill? Just kidding, the creation of any skill is extremely difficult, let alone the displacement skill, which is almost one of the most difficult among skills. Even the most difficult and widely circulated Advance Skill of the Displacement Skill requires the mobilization of every muscle in the body in a unique way, and the power of the ground or other external objects can be used successfully, how can ordinary people do it?

As for Fang Yan, he had heard the detailed theory of displacement skills from the Infinite Sword Saint a long time ago, and his long-term forging career had made his control of his own strength far better than that of ordinary people, even so, it was not long ago that he had learned this simplest displacement skill. In the eyes of those truly powerhouses, Fang Yan's current displacement skills couldn't be put on the table at all.

However, even such the simplest displacement skill is enough to cause a big earthquake sensation in the circle of lower-level warriors. Now Yamuza's eyes were full of heat when he looked at Fang Yan, if he could learn a displacement skill, even the simplest kind, combined with his own special move "Draw the Sword and Slash", his combat effectiveness would be able to rise by more than one level.

The only pity is that Fang Yan doesn't like to fight by nature, and he hasn't learned any strong attack skills, even if he can move, he can't pose a direct threat to Yamuza. After all, his displacement only flashed to the side not far away in an instant, and the trajectory of the movement could be seen clearly with Yamuza's eyes, so it could not play the role of a sneak attack, but would consume a lot of his physical strength in vain.

Quickly calculating the advantages and disadvantages of both the enemy and the enemy, Fang Yan looked at Yamuzha with a calm face, and tightened the axe that he had borrowed from Uncle Jack among the villagers in his hand, which he had forged by himself yesterday.

Yamuzha was not in a hurry to make a move at this time, he was thinking in his heart about how he could learn this displacement skill from Fang Yan, he was conceited that his talent was definitely enough. Bullying? Inducements? Or is it to play the emotional card?

However, Fang Yan didn't know what Yamuzha was thinking at this time, and he didn't give Yamuza time to think carefully, so he jumped up with an axe and fought with Yamuza.

Now that he knew that the other party was learning from the sword drawing stream, Fang Yan would naturally adopt a targeted strategy. The most terrifying killing move of the sword flow is the moment of drawing the sword, through the friction between the blade and the scabbard, it instantly bursts out of its own strength and degree, and strikes the enemy by surprise, paying attention to "one hit will kill".

Now, since Yamuza's most terrifying first blow had been dodged by Fang Yan, even if he withdrew the knife again and continued to use the "Draw Knife Slash", it would not be able to play a surprise role, and the power would naturally decrease. And what Fang Yan had to do now was to force him to constantly fight with Yamuza, forcing him to use his relatively weak ordinary sword skills to fight against him.

Fang Yan quickly danced the axe in his hand, showing a momentum of opening and closing and constantly attacking Yamuza, looking aggressive, and he actually seemed to have the upper hand on the scene for a while.

Yamuza took flexible steps to dodge, and at the same time waved the knife in his hand to resist Fang Yan's attacks again and again, and said secretly with a somewhat ugly face: "Hmph, displacement skill, let's knock him down first and then slowly find a way to get it." ”

"Drink!" With a roar of rage, Yamuza temporarily threw aside the distracting thoughts in his heart and immersed himself in this battle, and soon gained the upper hand, forcing Fang Yan to the point where he could only resist hard. After all, there is a big gap in the strength of the two.

Fang Yan clenched his teeth, desperately resisting Yamuza's attack, while concentrating on finding opportunities to counterattack again and again. Fang Yan's entire spirit was immersed in this battle, and he didn't even notice it, his eyes began to flicker red, and the degree of the axe in his hand was slowly accelerating, and the trajectory of his pace was becoming more and more agile.

In the wide field, two figures flickered and staggered, and from time to time there was a crisp sound of gold and iron clashing. On both sides, the two groups of people who were clearly distinguished, their eyes were firmly focused on the two people who were fighting fiercely in the center of the field.

"What's going on? Why do I feel that his strength is getting bigger and faster? Is it a delusion? Occupying the obvious upper hand, Yamuza's face was a little ugly, the idea of quickly taking down Fang Yan came to naught, and this battle would turn into a protracted battle.

"Huh, huh" Although Fang Yan on the other side was being pressed and beaten, and his breathing became short, the light in his eyes became more and more vigorous, and a touch of scarlet flashed from time to time. At this moment, Fang Yan only felt that there was a steady stream of power surging up and down his body, this power was burning all over his body like a flame, his blood was boiling, and his soul was roaring.

"Ahh Yamuzha suddenly felt uneasy in his heart, and with a movement of his feet, he took a step back and retreated, holding the knife in front of him and looking at Fang Yan vigilantly.

"Strength, this power······· Is this what that power really is! A weird smile hung on the corner of Fang Yan's mouth, and he raised his head in intoxication to enjoy, the tip of his crimson tongue crossed between his lips, and the red glow in his eyes became even stronger.

On both sides of the venue, everyone's eyes were focused on Fang Yan, who was standing there with his head up and bathing in the sun, and a wave of uneasiness surged in his heart. It's as if you're facing a predator standing at the top of the food chain.

"Who is he······ What monsters? A drop of cold sweat ran down Yamuza's sideburns, and he subconsciously took a step back, the knife in front of him tightened his grip.

"Let's fight!" Fang Yan laughed, his eyes bloomed with red glow and looked at Yamuza, and subconsciously licked the corners of his mouth. The body arched slightly, and the right foot stepped the ground, and the figure changed in an instant in front of Yamuza, and the axe in his hand was raised high.

"Ha-" With an excited smile on the corner of his mouth, in Yamuza's slightly stunned gaze, Fang Yan roared angrily and swung his axe straight down, and the fierce wind stung Yamuza's cheek.

"Can't hide!" That was the only thought on Yamza's mind. Just before the axe was about to slash at him, Yamuza snorted coldly, and his face tightened as he raised the knife in his hand with both hands, blocking the path that must be passed under the axe.

"Boom!" "Click!" A tooth-aching metallic sound rang out.

The wind blows gently.

Yamuza looked at Fang Yan with a blank face, and in his hands, he held the remains of half a katana. On the ground, there were countless small fragments of the blade scattered around.

In front of him, Fang Yan slowly straightened up, raised the axe in his hand, and had a satisfied smile on his face.

"I ······ Lost. Yamuza moved his lips bitterly.

Fang Yan still had a smile on his face, and the red glow in his eyes suddenly disappeared and returned to his original black. Yamuza looked up suspiciously, only to see that Fang Yan's eyes were slowly losing focus, but his body was still standing there straight.

"Is it ······?" Yamuzha frowned, threw away the remains of the knife in his hand, and reached out to carefully touch Fang Yan's body. The moment Yamuza's fingertips touched Fang Yan, Fang Yan's body leaned back and fell to the ground with a "bang".

At this moment, Fang Yan was already in a coma. This is the after-effect of his use of that power, no-to-exactly, just one of the after-effects.

At the moment when Fang Yan's body fell, Lolita in the distance screamed, ignoring the residual pain in her arm, and ran desperately to this side. Seeing the boy who saved them fall, the villagers of Windmill Village also rushed to this side, their faces worried about Fang Yan, but more of the relief of the catastrophe.

Yamuza stood quietly in place, silently looking at Fang Yan lying on the ground, a complicated look flashed in his eyes.

"This battle ······ It was indeed me who lost. Clenching his fists tightly, Yamuza whispered, as if to himself.

"According to the warrior code, I should have the utmost respect for you now, and then get out of here······" Yamuza clenched his teeth, and a look of painful struggle appeared on his face, and then, it turned to determination.

"Now that we have fallen into the whirlpool of darkness and are struggling in the cruelest of worlds······ What qualifications do I have to keep myself high? ”

With a touch of self-deprecation hanging on the corner of his mouth, Yamuza raised his head slightly and shouted: "All the members of the ninth group of the Black Cross Charity Relief Society listen to the order!" ”

"Yes!" The voice is uniform and murderous.

"Take him away!" Yamuza's face was calm, and his voice was extraordinarily calm. Looking down at Fang Yan, who was lying on the ground and falling into a coma, Yamuzha's lips moved slightly, and he spat out a series of words that even he couldn't hear clearly: "When I learn the displacement skill, I will definitely let you go." ”

Hearing Yamuzha's order, everyone in the windmill village was shocked, and hurriedly quickened their pace and ran towards Fang Yan, scolding with panic and anger on their faces.

"Treacherous villain!"

"Despicable!"

"Down with them!"

Ignoring all the angry scolding, Yamuzha walked over to Fang Yan and lifted him on his shoulder, without glancing in the direction of everyone in Windmill Village. Beside him, the Black Cross people surrounded Yamuza, protected them in the center, raised the weapons in their hands and pointed at the people of the windmill village who were rushing over.

The villagers of Windmill Village kept scolding angrily, but in the face of the many weapons that flashed with cold light, they still stopped, and even Lolita was tightly held by his grandfather and several villagers.

"Let's go." Carrying Fang Yan's body on his shoulder, Yamuzha commanded lightly, and took the lead in turning around and leaving in the direction of the village entrance. Behind them, the weapons in the hands of the Black Cross people were aimed at the villagers, and they stood there steadily, forcing the villagers of Windmill Village not to act rashly.

Lolita cried out continuously, and her strength in struggle became stronger and stronger, but she couldn't break free from the shackles of a few adults. Yamuzha carried Fang Yan and walked slowly, his steps became more and more firm, and his figure became farther and farther away.

Suddenly, the wind rose.

"Perhaps, benevolence, righteousness and morality are also a luxury?" An unfamiliar voice came from Yamza's ear.

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