Chapter 320: The Only Throw

When Fang Qiangyu fell to the ground, his waist and eyes were strained, and as soon as his body touched the ground, the lightning spinners rolled to the side, dodging another round of fireball bombardment on Wang Mang's continuation.

But just now, even the five-shot red lotus fire pill was too injured, and the overlord armor removal skill of the true transmission of the Bing Courage Society was not removed, and the shoulders, waist, legs, elbows, and back were all in pain.

Fang Qiangyu didn't have time to savor the pain in his body. He jumped left and right in the field at a gallop, dodging Wang Mang's unrelenting follow-up fireball, and then jumped into the air, dancing the silver dragon with a knife, fighting and flicking again, aiming at Wang Mang and rushing straight at him.

"Po~~~~~" Wang Mang's Ruciyu spit out a colorful light again. The color light landed on the ground, exploding a misty illusion, beautiful as a dream.

Fang Qiangyu snorted angrily: I'll look at your grandson again!

Fang Rushyu's knife light was like electricity, and his wrist was as flexible as a snake, shaking out a stormy knife shadow. This is Fang Rushyu's self-created breakthrough move, footwork and knife skills are coordinated, the knife moves are virtual and real, and the virtual and real transformations are subject to the footwork.

The footwork is based on the enemy's moves, and there are different routines for the flying weapon master, the rune mage, the spearman, the whip hand, and the sword hand, and there are more than a dozen variations.

This move is used, the footwork and knife are coupled in one place, which multiplies the shadow of the knife he dances, which greatly strengthens the advantage of his fast knife, and although he does not emphasize the beauty of the knife, but this move, the knife is like the tide of the Pinghai River, magnificent, and beautiful like a famous painting.

"It's coming, it's coming! The golden wind and silver rain sweep away the remnants of autumn!" "Beautiful!" Song Gongzi and Bu Gongzi applauded together.

A smug smile appeared on the corner of Fang Qiangyu's mouth, this was indeed one of his proudest tricks. Immediately, he was slightly stunned, and he saw a long knife that was as bright as autumn water being stuck obliquely on the ground, and the red tassels on the handle of the knife fluttered in the wind.

This is the treasure knife used by Fang Kuiyu's master Du Zangling to roam the rivers and lakes in his early years - the autumn water is cold. It is rumored that this knife has been merged with the Heavenly Dao, and with spiritual sense, it can be integrated with the person it identifies as the knife bearer, and the human sword is one, reaching the highest level of martial arts without a knife in his hand and a knife in his heart.

He founded this Qiufeng Knife in order to one day win the recognition of Qiu Shui Han with this knife technique, so that Du Zangling opened the treasure house of the Bing Dan Society, so that he and Qiu Shui Han could recognize each other, and the human sword would be one, and the supreme martial arts would be achieved.

"It's all an illusion!" Fang Qiangyu suddenly broke free from the influence of the autumn water cold image. He knew that it was an illusion caused by the colored light spit out by the Ruci fish. Wang Mang, you're dead!

Fang Qiangyu's body was like the wind, and he instantly caught up with Wang Mang's wrist and flapped his wrist, shaking his hand was a crazy slash. To his surprise, Wang Mang didn't dodge his moves at all, but used his body to block the autumn wind knife, and the short gun was aimed at his forehead, wanting to die together.

The four-rank peak Fu mage and the sixth-grade swordsman died together, it's very beautiful to think!

Fang Qiangyu stimulated a hand speed that he had never had before, raised his knife, and wanted to cut off Wang Mang's short spear with lightning, and then continue to slash him to death, but he found a strange place.

Why is it autumn water cold in his hand?

"Boom!" a red lotus fire pill was imprinted on his forehead and exploded with a bang. The overlord armor removal skill condensed on Fang Qiangyu's face was torn apart, the head on his head was blown into the sky, his hair bun collapsed, and his long hair burst out in a radial shape along the direction of the explosion of the fireball, and then began to burn.

Fang Qiangyu was hit by this head-on shot and flew backwards seven or eight meters, he raised his hand to see that his hand was empty, and the illusion of autumn water and cold just now disappeared.

"Damn!" Fang Qiyu finally understood. Although he was thinking about not paying attention to the illusion in the colored light just now, his body honestly dropped the Autumn Wind Knife and reached out to catch the Autumn Cold.

The desire for autumn water cold in his heart is too strong, and he has reached the point of suppressing reason.

His body thought that he had gotten the autumn water cold, but in fact he got a lot of loneliness. His cloak knife, which was as fast as a rainstorm, was actually writhing around with a handful of air. Of course, Wang Mang won't go to the hard block, so why bother to burst the bubble of his fantasy?

Fang Qiangyu's heart was dripping blood.

"Knife coming!" he spiraled from the ground, soaring into the air like a dark cloud, flashing the chain of fire pills that followed Wang Mang, and reaching out to grab it in the air. The Autumn Wind Knife that he dropped flew into the air and fell into his hands.

He swept his knife against his scalp, and the cold wind blew out the fire burning on his head.

This time he made up his mind, closed his eyes, listened to the wind and discerned the shape, and no longer opened his eyes to look at Wang Mang and Ruciyu. Even if this salted fish spits out the flower girl all over the ground, he won't look at it!

Four or five red lotus fire pellets exploded densely on the ground, and the sound of the explosion and the air explosion obscured all the sound of breaking the wind.

Bang! Bang! Under the cover of the sound of explosions, the two fire pellets broke through the wind, and Fang Qiangyu did not notice until the fire pellets reached three feet in front of him, and raised his knife to block them, and finally blocked the two bombardments. His body reacted subconsciously, and rushed in the direction of the fireball launch, and the blade flashed, slashing head-on.

But a fireball exploded right on his waist and lifted him into the sky. He couldn't help but open his eyes in pain, but saw that Wang Mang was close to him, raising his gun to aim.

Fang Qiangyu was furious. After firing two fire pellets, Wang Mang moved at a right angle, just in time to get out of his straight line, and raised his gun to hit him in the waist and eye the moment he rushed over his head.

He was restrained by the colorful light of the Ruciyu, and had to close his eyes to listen to the wind to distinguish the shape, and under the cover of the explosion of the fireball, he could not detect Wang Mang's insidious and clever little move in time. Although he is light and famous, the time to rush for more than a dozen steps is of course much longer than the time for Wang Mang to jump one step diagonally.

But Fang Qiangyu's body protection magic skill has not collapsed yet, he still has a chance, but there is not much time left for him. He seized the time to hang in the air, his waist and eyes were straining, and a jack fell to the ground suddenly, his heels stepped on the ground, and he rushed towards Wang Mang.

"Boom~~~!" The Ruciyu hiding behind Wang Mang opened his mouth again.

Fang Qiangyu wanted to close his eyes, but it was too late. In the colorful light, a melancholy girl waved helplessly at him.

That was the girl next door Lin Yin'er who had met him for three years before he entered the Bing Dan Society to learn art, and now he has been studying art in the Bing Dan Club for fifteen years. For the sake of martial arts, he gave up everything.

"Oops~~~" Fang Qiangyu felt a pain in his chest. He didn't expect that he would be so heartbroken when he suddenly remembered Yin'er now.

Immediately, he found out that it was not, but Wang Mang's fireball exploded on his heart, and his heart hurt!

With a bang, he turned his back to the sky and fell in front of Bu Gongzi and Song Gongzi again.

"What's the matter? What's the matter with you?" Song Gongzi was so anxious that he squatted down and said to the other party, "What about your three skills? Why don't you win?"

"......" Fang Qiangyu looked at the sky blankly. What are the three skills?

"Oh, Brother Song, why bother with this. At first glance, this product didn't understand the skills of the other party's torrential rain, and committed the taboo of the line, and did not recognize his own advantages. Bu Gongzi's voice came slowly.

Fang Qiangyu turned his head with difficulty and looked at Bu Gongzi.

"What are you looking at? Have you been blown up by Wang Mang's lotus lamp gun?

Fang Qiangyu was furious. That's right, his stunt to defeat the enemy is to fly off the handle of the chain knife and kill the enemy from a distance, why is he thinking about how to get close to Wang Mang and kill him all the way?

Blame that damn salted fish! Spit out colored light three times in a row, and the illusions he spit out were more heart-wrenching than the other, and the last illusion actually took out the most untouchable memories in his heart. He wanted to rush over and chop Wang Mang and the salted fish to death. He didn't want to slash him with a chain knife from a distance, he wanted to look at Wang Mang's face and stab him to death.

"Yay~~~~~!!

Fang Qiangyu was dazed and saw Wang Mang holding a wooden spear high, running back and forth in front of the queue of Bai Yinyi's followers, showing off loudly. Countless companions whistled and applauded him, as if he had won the whole world.

He heard the people around him clapping their hands and laughing, as if they had watched the most ridiculous antics.

Song Gongzi counted out three thousand yuan of flying money from his arms and handed it to Bu Gongzi: "I didn't expect that any of Boss Lei's subordinates would press the four masters to fight, and they were served." ”

Bu Gongzi took the money with a smile and counted: "Look at this thing being beaten." The hair on the head is gone. ”

Song Gongzi also smiled: "How old is this product this year, is there thirty?"

"I think so. ”

"Ouch, that's enough to grow back. ”

"Poof!" Fang Qiangyu spurted out a mouthful of blood, rolled his eyes, and fell unconscious.

Wang Mang ran to Lei Changye excitedly: "Altar master, the little fish's Qiankun is the final word, and the thunder drama of the public is really the most precious thing in the world." ”

"Little fish is doing a good job, and it lives up to the name I gave. Lei Changye smiled slightly.

Because the soul core of the Confucian Fish is combined with the soul core of the Colorful Head Bird, it has produced a new kind of mind control technique. The bird itself can inspire the aggressiveness of its opponents with its colorful feathers, and it is a natural hand that controls the mind.

Now the Confucian Fish has inherited the innate advantages of the Caishou Bird, and combined with its own treasure skills, it has produced a kind of treasure illusion that can create the most desired thing in the hearts of the opponent.

This illusion is equivalent to the evolved version of the Confucian Fish Treasure skill, which reminded Lei Changye of a famous skill in the Legend of Sword and Fairy that he had played in his previous life, and immediately gave it the name "Qiankun Throw".

Wang Mang's Lotus Lantern Spear transformed him from a close-quarters martial artist to a treasure bearer, capable of attacking enemies from a distance. Although his Red Lotus Fire Pill did not have the power to kill with one hit, it was also possible to rely on the spirit control of the Confucian Fish's Qiankun Throw to kill enemies who were a few small realms higher than him little by little.

Wang Mang can be said to be the first classic example of completely changing his martial arts system and becoming stronger because of Lei Gong's opera. This also gave Lei Changye a lot of new inspiration. If his experience in becoming stronger is promoted, he may be able to create more exorcists with strong martial arts through Lei Gong Opera.

When the time comes, the Wumeng will become even stronger under him.