Chapter 127: The Gift

Du Qing took a deep breath.

Seeing this, Fan Yu, who was on the defensive, immediately changed his posture of holding his sword.

He wants to change the defense to the offense, and he wants to take Du Qing's life.

Because he believes that the other party also wants his own life.

As a martial artist, it is a big taboo to stop in the middle of a fight.

What's more, it is Du Qing's posture at this time... Take a deep breath and hold your sword sideways.

It's not a trap.

Fan Yu told himself that although the top masters would inadvertently leave 'flaws' for each other in the duel.

But Fan Yu still didn't think it was a trap, because he knew Du Qing's sword and also knew his own sword.

Du Qing was an assassin, a dead man who had lost his name. The dead are brave and not afraid of death at the behest of their masters, but once they are out of the realm of the dead, they become terrified of death...

And he himself is a hero, but also a gambler, the gambler is afraid of death, but he laughs wildly and treats his life as a bargaining chip on the gambling table.

High stakes.

Although it is not clear why Du Qing stopped the attack, since the authority of the attack has fallen into his own hands, if he does not grasp it, this opportunity will be fleeting.

Fan Yu knows very well that the battle between top martial artists is this opportunity.

Fan Yu seemed to be gambling, but it seemed like he was winning.

This is the posture of the king, and often the king, how can he not be a lucky gambler?

So Fan Yu used his leg technique, seven stars stepped, and in just three breaths, the gap between the two of them was narrowed by dozens of feet.

While swinging his sword, he was also paying attention to Du Qing's movements.

His target is Du Qing's shoulder.

The purpose is similar to Du Qing's previous move, which is a feint.

He was using the first move as a bait to lure out Du Qing's defense.

Du Qing hit the shoulder because it was fast, and he hit the shoulder simply because Du Qing only had one hand.

Du Qing sneered.

Fan Yu frowned.

Du Qing stood out his shoulders and took the sword hard.

And his sword, I don't know when it cut straight through Fan Yu's thigh tendons.

Fan Yu's sword slashed into Du Qing's flesh for three points, and the sound of iron hitting bones could be clearly heard.

Fan Yu's body sank, and he unconsciously leaned to the side, and the whole person lost the balance of one thigh support, so he knelt down.

Fan Yu let out a loud shout, and as his body sank, his right hand was forced, and the sword in his hand drew half a circle along Du Qing's next door.

Du Qing was obviously in pain, but he couldn't bear it and didn't shout out like Fan Yu.

He calmly raised his right foot and kicked it hard against Fan Yu's head, for a while, Fan Yu only felt that his body was leaning back suddenly, and the leg kneeling on one knee could not change his posture with the force, so that with a 'click', his knee was dislocated.

The tendon of the thigh, which had been cut, was torn even more severely.

But the sword he was holding in his right hand still didn't fall off, but followed this force, pulled out of Du Qing's flesh, and pulled out a large amount of blood.

Fan Yu endured the pain and remembered, but something pierced the palm of his right hand, nailed to the brick-paved floor, and blood seeped through the brick cracks and flowed into the ground.

His left palm also wanted to exert force, but was trampled on by Du Qing.

"Why!" Fan Yu shouted, he wanted to ask why there were so many, and when he shouted, he turned into a sentence.

Du Qing is obviously no longer a dead soldier, but he still has to use the method of exchanging injuries for injuries.

Du Qing obviously only has one hand, but he is willing to bet on the only remaining hand.

Du Qing obviously regained his glory and wealth, but he came to find himself desperately.

He is more like a gambler than he is, or a gambler who is more ruthless to himself and more willing to give up his chips.

"You don't know me. “

"To be honest, you're not fit to practice 'King Sword'. Du Qing was condescending and commented on Fan Yu. “

"You are a gambler, but you are not a good gambler, and you are unlikely to be a lucky gambler... As a result, it is impossible to be the luckiest of thousands of gamblers. ”

"You want to know why you lost, but you don't know that you are destined to lose after learning 'Wang Jian'. Wang Jian is stable in your Dao heart, and it is still your Dao heart that is affected. By the time you see the opportunity, your Dao heart has already changed. ”

"Chance is something that all gamblers can't refuse. ”

"You... How do you know... Wang Jian. ”

...

Du Qing did not answer Fan Yu's words, and cut off his head directly.

He picked up the tossed bag and wrapped the head inside.

This is a gift he gave to Fan Yu.

It is also a gift for Childe Yu.