Chapter 321: Real battles depend on real strength
Zhao Ping'an instantly slashed out the long sword and slashed towards the flying fishhook.
But at this moment, the fishing line, which was already as thin as a hair, suddenly dispersed into dozens of almost invisible filaments, and instantly arrived in front of Zhao Ping'an.
"I'll rub..." Zhao Ping'an exclaimed, and in an instant, hundreds of qi swords were split, and these qi swords all surrounded Zhao Ping'an, protecting Zhao Ping'an.
"Poof... Click... Pooh..."A different sound came.
"It's not good..."Zhao Ping'an said secretly, and instantly teleported backwards.
Zhao Ping'an's reaction speed was very fast, and the moment he heard those different sounds, he knew that it was the sound of his qi sword being shattered, so he chose to teleport backwards to dodge; His reaction was already very fast, and he reacted immediately, but it was still not fast enough, at least not as fast as the line of the river fisherman.
Without any life, Zhao Ping'an's body was hit by a few filaments.
Zhao Ping'an's body was retreating rapidly, and he dodged the filament, but as soon as the filament shook, Zhao Ping'an's body fell out instantly, and a mouthful of blood spurted out after landing.
"Are those guys out there so weak now? Actually let your garbage stir up the wind and rain, when did the Demon Forest degenerate like this? The riverside fisherman looked at Zhao Ping'an and said disdainfully.
Zhao Ping'an turned over, sat up slowly, looked at the riverside fisherman, and said, "Your strength is indeed very strong, and it is also the opponent I want to find." ”
As he spoke, he stood up, and as soon as he stretched out his hand, Volley grabbed the long sword that had fallen to the side back in his hand.
"Good, that's a bit of a look." The river fisherman said with a smile, and then the fishing rod in his hand moved in an instant, and the fishing line was hooked again, and then he covered Zhao Ping'an.
Zhao Ping'an's long sword instantly slashed out thousands of qi swords, and at the same time, the twelve flying swords in the sword box flew out in an instant, and went straight to the river to fish.
"Insect carving skills." The river fisherman said disdainfully, and then the fishing rod in his hands danced instantly, the fishing line and the hook rotated, like an umbrella to protect the riverside fisherman, and all attacks, including the twelve flying swords, were blocked.
Then the fishing rod moved, and the fishing line and the hook shook the twelve flying swords away, and then covered Zhao Ping'an.
As soon as Zhao Ping'an gritted his teeth, he instantly slashed out thousands of qi swords, and at the same time, he urged twelve flying swords to stab at the old man, covering the old man in an instant.
The old man's fishing rod shook slightly, and the fishing line and fishing hook rotated around, instantly blocking Zhao Ping'an's attack like a cover, and at the same time, dozens of filaments actually entangled twelve flying swords, and the other filaments stabbed at Zhao Ping'an, and the twelve flying swords that were entangled were not under Zhao Ping'an's control at this time, and were entangled by the old man's fishing line.
"I'll rub..." Zhao Ping'an cursed, and the long sword in his hand instantly slashed out more than two thousand attacks, and at the same time urged the sword box to withdraw the flying sword.
The riverside fisherman showed a look of disdain, and instantly activated the fishing rod, and the fishing line and the twelve flying swords met Zhao Ping'an's attack.
Zhao Ping'an was an instant, and he arrived beside the old man in an instant, and the long sword in his hand stabbed the old man's neck.
The old man's fishing rod was instantly retracted, and he greeted Zhao Ping'an's long sword.
Zhao Ping'an teleported again, and then came to the other side of the old man, and the long sword stabbed the old man's neck again.
The fishing rod in the old man's hand once again met Zhao Ping'an's attack.
Zhao Ping'an continued to teleport, constantly attacking the old man, and even teleporting at the same time, he was also attacking the old man, but he was blocked by the old man.
Teleported more than a dozen times in a row, but Zhao Ping'an did not break through the defense of the riverside fisherman, and the riverside fisherman did not seize the opportunity to hit Zhao Ping'an.
Zhao Ping'an was once again instantaneous, and the riverside fishing responded again; But this time, Zhao Ping'an's goal was not to fish by the river, but to fish with twelve flying swords on the fishing line by the river.
This time, the riverside fishing was careless, and he didn't guard against the twelve flying swords, and when Zhao Ping'an rushed towards the twelve flying swords, he launched a counterattack, but the reaction speed was a little slow, and he only launched a counterattack when Zhao Ping'an teleported to the flying sword.
Zhao Ping'an put on an immortal weapon in his hand, and cut the fishing line in an instant, but because the twelve flying swords were not together, he also split three swords in a row to cut all the fishing lines that were entangled in the flying swords, and took the flying swords back into the sword box, and then teleported out to the side.
Zhao Ping'an's speed was indeed fast, but it also delayed some time when cutting the fishing line, the old man's attack arrived, and the other fishing lines hit Zhao Ping'an, leaving more than a dozen openings in Zhao Ping'an's back, each of which was deep and visible.
Although Zhao Ping'an was hit here, but he took back the flying sword, he also felt that it was worth it, otherwise these twelve flying swords might come back when.
After Zhao Ping'an stabilized his body, a mouthful of blood spurted out, his body staggered, and he almost fell.
"Yes, the continuous attacks dispelled my guard, and I took advantage of my carelessness to snatch the flying sword back, I have to say that you are clever at this hand, but what can this be? It's just a trail, and it's all on the table. The river fisherman said disdainfully.
"It doesn't matter if you can't get on the table, it's easy to use, didn't I use this trick to get my flying sword back?" Zhao Ping'an said proudly, and then took a pill.
"Does it work? Not just a little trash? The fishing line of mine and the fishing rod is made of special silk, which has a good tracking effect on flying weapons such as flying swords, and your flying sword is completely vulnerable in front of me. The river fisherman said disdainfully.
At this moment, the corners of the mouth of the riverside fisherman suddenly curled, and then he stomped his right foot on the ground, and a wave of aura erupted, and then dozens of qi swords rushed out from the ground.
At this moment, the fishing rod of the river fisherman moved, and the fishing line shattered those air swords in an instant, and did not pose any threat to the old man.
"You see, these are small skills, there is no use, the real battle still depends on real strength." The river fisherman said with a smile.
Zhao Ping'an was not surprised, he hid some qi swords underground during the battle before, and wanted to sneak attack the riverside fisherman, but he was discovered by the riverside fisherman, and it was normal for him to find his own small movements with his strength, but he had to find a way to change the current unfavorable situation.