Chapter 452: Despicable means
When the words fell, the rope on the side of the bridge stabbed Fan Buwei.
'Poke' is the most difficult move for the spear to parry.
Fan Buwei took a step back, and the long knife missed.
However, just as Fan Buwei was about to fight back, the long knife, which was obviously missing, suddenly stabbed at him.
The bridge side rope actually threw the long knife as a flying knife!
Fan Buwei was shocked, and without thinking about it, he rushed to the right side.
In battle, if you take off your weapon, you either have to make a desperate bet or have another move.
And the bridge side rope is far from a desperate situation.
Then, there is a back-up move.
He must not be left to his devices!
Anyway, as soon as Fan Buwei's spear swung, he wanted to launch a round of fast attack, so that the bridge side rope had no chance to show his back hand at all.
Just about to take a step, suddenly there was an alarm in my heart.
The left hand raised the forward attack, and at the same time kicked with both feet, and the body quickly moved sideways for dozens of meters. The clouds covered the mist, but a thin sword flashed away.
As the air fluctuated, a shadow appeared beside the bridge Suo.
Fan Buwei's left hand drooped, and the blood flowed like a pour.
The sword that had been dormant for a long time was too fast.
If it weren't for the fast blocking of his left hand, most of the corpses would have been separated by now.
No wonder the bridge side Suo refused to retreat even though he knew that he was invincible, no wonder he would always retreat here, no wonder he would abandon his sword and attack.
It turned out that the clouds here had long been ambushed by helpers.
Moreover, this helper is also a half-step god who is good at hiding.
It's too insidious!
It's too unmastery!
Although Fan Buwei's left hand was almost cut off, at least his life was saved.
The injury was not severe, and it was possible to recover in less than three months. The question is, does he still have a chance to recover?
In the face of two half-step god lists, can he win with one hand?
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Suo Tian smiled shamelessly on the side of the bridge: "Fan Buwei, how about my move?" Not surprised? Surprised? β
"With such shoddy means, what's there to be proud of?"
Fan Buwei held a spear in his right hand, and his face did not have much emotional fluctuation.
It looks like it's in the chest.
It's as if it was someone else who almost broke his wrist just now.
A tough guy indeed!
Even if it is an enemy party, Qiaobian Suo must not admire this bearing.
After rapid muscle squirming, Fan Buwei's wound had closed.
Although it is not yet able to exert force, it is no longer bleeding.
Qiaobian Suo laughed and said, "Inferior means? Fan Buwei, you can't be so naΓ―ve. Fight to the death, who will fight with you? If you can take out the opponent's move, that's a good move. β
Although the means are despicable, the words are very reasonable.
Fan Buwei did not respond, but looked at the sneak attacker.
It was a masked man.
From his concealment skills, as well as the thin sword he used, it is not difficult to know that this man is good at assassination.
Looking at the whole world, there is only that side of the half-step god list that is good at assassination.
"Aren't you afraid of setting yourself on fire?"
The bridge side snorted: "Set yourself on fire? You are running out of energy, how can you burn others? Fan Buwei, how long do you have to hold on? β
"Running out of gas? Then we'll see. β
After Fan Buwei finished speaking, he swung the spear in his right hand.
A flickering cold light enveloped the two of them, and he wanted to fight the two powerhouses alone with a spear in one hand.
"One hand against the two of us, do you think there is still a chance of victory? Don't hold it up, admit it, Fan Buwei! β
The bridge side rope is really experienced.
He was not satisfied with the abolition of Fan Buwei's arm, and he had to destroy the other party's fighting spirit with words.
"Whether there is a chance of winning or not, you have to fight to know!"
It's not that Fan Buwei is arrogant, he is really sure.
In the previous battle, the bridge side suo was injured internally, and his combat power was greatly reduced. And what this masked man is good at is only assassination, and the frontal combat power is not strong.
Although he only has one hand left, he is not without a chance of winning.
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The masked man suddenly said, "I'm here to learn some of Councilor Fan's tricks!" β
After saying that, the body rushed out.
Fan Buwei stomped on his feet and quickly caught up.
The spear intersected with the thin sword, and the sound of the tremor was like a rain of rain hitting the plantain.
Dense and set!
In fact, Fan Buwei suffered a lot at this moment.
The spear is already heavy, and it is very inconvenient to hold it with one hand, and the other party uses a thin sword that is as agile as a snake...
His combat power has dropped by at least half.
This is also the reason why the Masked Man dares to fight him head-on.
However, even if Fan Buwei only had half of his combat power left, he still drew with the masked man.
The combat power is terrifying.
The bridge rope turned his eyes, looking for the best opportunity to shoot.
They want to seriously injure Fan Buwei and let his realm fall, so that Shenzhou will have a half-step god list master.
As for the complete killing, the two didn't think about it.
It's not that I don't want to do it, it's that I can't do it at all.
Although Fan Buwei said that his left hand was injured, his light skills were still there. If he was bent on leaving, the two of them couldn't stop him at all. Forced him to be in a hurry, in case he launched a ruthless attack, it was not impossible to drag a person into the water.
Who to drag into the water?
No one doesn't know.
Therefore, neither of them is willing to take this risk.
The key point is that the task they received was to severely damage a half-step god list in Shenzhou, so as to test Song Weimin's reaction and judge his remaining combat power.
No matter how old Song Weimin is, as long as he is alive, it is a deterrent.
For Dongsang Kingdom, which has three god-level guardians, Fan Buwei is only a half-step god list, and he can't decide anything.
But for Song Weimin, Fan Buwei is his right-hand man.
And there is also the hope of advancing to the god list.
Kill a Fan Buwei who is currently insignificant to the Dongsang Kingdom, in case he completely provokes Mao Song for the people, then the Dongsang Kingdom will lose more than it gains.
It will even make the fisherman profitable.
Based on this, the lord of Dongsang Kingdom will decide on a tentative strategy.
Joined forces with some forces that were close to each other to test Song Weimin's bottom line.
It's a temptation, not a decisive battle.
Therefore, Qiaobian Suo will not really kill Fan Buwei.
As for the masters below the half-step god list, they are cannon fodder at the level of the country, and if they die, they will die.
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Fan Buwei was very unhappy.
His fighting style is wide open and close, but at this time he is restrained.
With a spear in one hand, it is difficult to give full play to the advantages of the spear, not to mention, and you have to always be on guard against the sneak attack of the rope on the side of the bridge.
As a result, the situation quickly fell to the downside.
If he continues, he will be defeated today.
Fan Buwei's heart was horizontal, one sideways, and he blocked the knife with his left arm again, and the spear in his right hand quickly swept across.
Another sweep march.
This kind of move is his favorite.
While!
The masked man didn't care about hurting the enemy, and withdrew his thin sword in time to block it.
The huge impact force forced the masked man to retreat several meters in a row, and a few thin blood streaks overflowed from the corners of his mouth.
Obviously, Fan Buwei used all his strength for this move.
Qiaobian Suo's eyes lit up: Here's the opportunity!
As soon as the long knife swung, he wanted to take advantage of Fan Buwei's old power being exhausted and the new power was not born, but at this moment...
Bang!
Suddenly, a gunshot rang out.
The bridge rope immediately stopped.
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The masked man who was staggering back felt a chill in his heart, and hurriedly stopped his backward figure with a thousand pounds.
Sou!
A bullet about twenty centimeters long and as thick as a thumb whistled from behind the masked man. If he had been a little slower to be alert, this shot would have pierced him.
Even so, he felt an unusually burning pain in his back.
The bullets that flew past his back, with unimaginable heat, burned a red mark on his back. Even though the bullet had flown far away, a wisp of black smoke was emitting from his back.
The pain was intense, and he shivered.
This pain is several times higher than that of other traumas.
Obviously, both the gun and the bullet were specially made.
"Dog-in-the-crumb! What does it feel like to be attacked? β
The voice came ethereal from afar, and it was impossible to determine the direction.
"Joe's Battalion!"
When Hashibian Suo heard this, he immediately gritted his teeth and shouted.
Qiao Zhanying, the third member of the Shenzhou Parliament.
Although his strength has reached the realm of the half-step god list, he likes to be accompanied by guns.
The marksmanship is magical, and the concealment method is masterful.
The real combat power is already able to threaten the first order of the god list.
However, like all snipers, hand-to-hand combat is a weakness of Joe's battalion, and even worse than the masked man who was good at assassination when he was just wounded.
Hearing the name of Joe's battle camp, the masked man immediately knew who he was.
I couldn't help but be stunned.
The shot just now had already made him taste powerful.
If it weren't for the fact that the assassination master's intuition was stronger than that of the others, he would probably be a burning corpse at this moment.
The intense burning sensation of that special bullet, once it passes through the body...
Who can withstand it?
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"Qiao Zhan Camp, do you dare to show up in a battle?"
Suo Yang shouted on the side of the bridge, and used the agitation method.
Trying to lock down the location of Joe's camp through dialogue.
There is such a sharpshooter hiding in the shadows, how can this be fought?
Joe did not respond.
He knows where his strengths lie, and once he is locked by the other party, his advantages will instantly become disadvantages.
"What's wrong? Dumb? Are you so bad? β
The bridge side rope is still working on it.
The sound of the waves was still there, and Qiao Zhanying seemed to have quietly left.
This made the bridge side Suo very helpless, so he had to get close to the masked man.
Seeing the injuries on the back of the masked man, Hashibian Suo couldn't help but shudder.
Just flying from behind, it can be so lethal?
What if you get hit?
The half-step god list that can threaten the god list is really powerful!
It seems that today's situation can only be retreated.
With Qiao's help, it is impossible to hit Fan Buwei hard.
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The masked man endured the severe pain, and his heart also sprouted a sense of retreat.
The shot just now had already cast a shadow in his heart, and it was unwise to continue fighting.
The two looked at each other.
Qiaobian Suo looked at Fan Buwei: "I hope you will have such good luck next time!" The decline of Shenzhou is inevitable, so let's plan early. β
Fan Buwei asked coldly: "Don't fight?" β
"That's it for today, withdraw!"
After the bridge was finished, he quickly fell with the masked man. None of them wanted to be a live target, so they didn't want to stay in the air for a moment.
In a matter of moments, the invading enemy was gone.
Only countless corpses remained.
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Finally survived!
Fan Buwei breathed a long sigh of relief and quickly returned to the ground.
After the whole person relaxed, he felt extreme pain in his left hand, and he felt that he was very weak.
At the same time, I also felt a little scared.
If it hadn't been for Qiao Zhanying's timely arrival, he would have been more and less lucky today.
He had to hold on just now!
Once he falls or retreats, then all the Shenzhou elites here will have no chance of survival.
Injuries to the left hand must be treated as soon as possible.
The Shenzhou elites on the scene quickly rushed over: "Lord Fan! β
The attitude of the crowd was very respectful.
It was he who saved their lives and repelled a powerful enemy.
Under Fan Buwei's signal, everyone quickly retreated.
As for the Qiao Zhan Battalion, which only fired one shot, but turned the tide of the battle, he did not show up. I don't know if he has quietly left? Or do you continue to hide in the shadows and silently protect everyone?
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When Chen Nan arrived at the scene, there was no one left.
He's still a step slower.
No way, this forest is too vast. And this duel place, where he entered the forest, were two completely different directions.
The key is that he has to rescue the elites of Shenzhou along the way.
You can't just kill the other party's half-step god list, and you can't save your own people when they die, right? failed to kill the opponent's strongest combat power, although there are regrets, but there are no less than 100 guardian members he saved, and it is not worth the trip.
In fact, if he really wants to kill the other party, he can catch up.
But he couldn't.
Because Song Lao's layout has not yet been completed, he can't expose his strength yet.
As for the previous exposure, it is nothing to easily kill the heavenly list and the earth list, and the half-step god list can be done.
The enemies who had seen Chen Nan's face and shot were all dead.
Well, except for the three captive Heavenly List Late Stage Mask People.
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Out of the forest sea, Long A3 was still waiting for Chen Nan, and there were only two mid-stage Tianbang by his side to accompany him. The others had already escorted the three masked men away.
This arrangement is very appropriate.
Chen Nan didn't talk nonsense, and directly sorted out the internal injuries of Long A3 with internal force.
If he had a silver needle at hand, he would still want to sort out his muscles. However, the timely healing of internal injuries will no longer affect his cultivation foundation.
Long A3 exhaled a breath of turbidity: "Thank you, Mr. Chen!" β
"You know me?"
"My lord, I guessed."
"Clever! Cultivate well, and I am expected to take that step in 20 years. During this period, don't hurt the foundation again. β
"Yes, sir!"
"Let's go, go back to the capital."
After returning to the capital, Chen Nan didn't care about the three late-stage powerhouses he had captured.
He wasn't interested in interrogating such things.
After reporting the situation to Song Lao, Song Weimin told him that Gao Hua, the fourth councilor, had secretly gone to Hongyan Island to pretend to be red-faced.
Chen Nan suddenly relieved his mind and went straight to Gao Xue's house.
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After the Great War, it is necessary to relax appropriately.
As for taking over Guardian Group A, he did not call a meeting between the team leader and the squad leader. I just sent a text message to each of the two team leaders, asking them to do their own thing, and then report to him when they encounter problems that cannot be solved.
This is a hands-off shopkeeper, and it is called a righteous man.
Chen Nan was lazy, so he didn't want to take care of things. At the same time, he has a lot of things to do, so he can't focus on one thing.
There are just too many roles he plays.
Internet Shenhao, the core boss of the Gongzi Brother Club, the heir of the ancient family, the business giant, the powerful red face of the god list, the second guardian saint of China, the second councilor and prince of China...
Each identity is amazing.
As for the miracle doctor, the flash, the god of basketball, the little prince of the piano, the group leader of the rich and young group, and the ambiguous boyfriend of many beautiful women...
These identities are equally staggering.
With so many identities in one, if it weren't for his super mental power, I'm afraid he would have become a schizophrenic person long ago. Even if his spirit can remain normal, he can't switch identities as easily as he does.