Chapter 39: The Law of Riding the Wind
Only these two times made the people around him secretly talk about it, and an old man on the Taishi chair frowned fiercely, the burly young man with thick eyebrows was the junior he personally trained, and he couldn't walk in the hands of the black-haired girl!
The strength of the peak of Xingwu is the same as that of Mo Xiaoyu, in this trial, it definitely belongs to the peak of the pyramid, but it can't get close to the girl's body, which is a bit exaggerated, the people present are all elders, the realm is profound, and they can see it really, it is clearly pure to suppress people with the power of the stars, but they can achieve such an effect, even if they are secretly shocked.
"Where did that female doll come from?" asked the old man with a raised brow in a low voice.
Someone behind him immediately stepped forward and whispered in his ear: "I didn't find out the origin, but I just learned that she was ...... between the chain cliffs before."
When the words landed, the old man's mottled and thin face rose a different color, like a dried wisteria, and then he looked silently at the other side of the stone platform, where sat a young man, younger than all the juniors in the chair seats, but he looked at him and smiled even more.
Several old men with the same identity made eye contact with each other for a while, tacitly acquiesced in something, and then passed on one order after another through the people behind them.
The Sword Emperor was also communicating with the big butler behind him at the moment, presumably knowing the amazing behavior of the black-haired girl before, and then his eyes changed slightly, and he actually sat up in a precarious position, no longer sleepy-eyed.
At this time, the young man on the stone platform was close to madness, his eyes were blood-red, and the power of the stars was furious and disordered, rushing forward again and again, regardless of the fateful attack.
He can't tolerate such a weak and pitiful self, he can't tolerate being so embarrassed under the eyes of all people, and he can't tolerate the fact that he is being ravaged and insulted by others day and night, swinging his knife again and again, and persisting in whipping again and again.
This is different from the previous failure to ambush Yin Qixuan, at least the opponent did his best, and the opponent was a person who had already become famous, and he was a young sect master, so even if he was unwilling to lose, he would not be able to swallow this breath. But at this moment, he was facing a lonely and nameless girl of his generation, but he had no power to fight back, so that proud self-esteem began to make trouble and began to make him act regardless of the consequences.
Although he was unwilling, he was easily resisted again and again by his crazy attacks, and he couldn't even get his opponent up, maybe this is the gap between the so-called genius and the real genius.
Speaking of Shen Chai's side, just after the thick-eyebrow boy made a move, the situation on his side became more and more intense, as the second battle to be watched, it was also very interesting here, of course, the first had been taken away by the center of the stone platform, and the sharpness of the obsessive green sword was not gorgeous enough in the air.
Therefore, Shen intensified his offensive and began to squeeze the power at the limit of his body, and then transmitted it to the blade of the sword, and the milky white pouring rain was so violent that it broke the embankment, and thunder rang out in this piece of heaven and earth!
Listen carefully, the bursts of soli wind-breaking sounds, mixed with mistakes, violently abnormal, there is really a sense of thunder, which shows the fierceness of Shen Chai's sword.
The scholar boy, who was already in danger, finally began to panic under such a stormy offensive, sweating on his forehead, and the iron fan that was barely resisting, even if the creation was extraordinary, had been bent and deformed, until...
"Boom!"
Until a complete crack, Fan Jin's pupils shrank and he retreated suddenly, but the sword momentum that was oblique to Shangliao had already been extremely pasted!
"Whoa!" The cuffs of the white coat were slashed, and a slight line of blood flowed from the inside of his left arm, Fan Jin secretly said that it was dangerous, if he hadn't retreated in time, this blow would have been enough to make it incapacitated.
In fact, Fan Jin's body speed is quite not slow, compared to others, it is already a top inheritance, but under the eyes of Shen Chai's old knowledge of the combat experience of these two lives, the so-called body method has nothing to hide, so Fan Jin will fight so hard.
What's more, this is not on the iron rope of Fang Cai, nor is it a situation where two people are sandwiched, Shen Chai has a wealth of room to move and exert force, which is undoubtedly excellent for him with outstanding physical strength, and it is reasonable for Fan Jin to be beaten without the power to fight back for a while.
The injury has come out, Shen Chai is planning to take advantage of the victory to pursue, but the other party jumped out of a few steps in a row, almost out of the stone platform, although there is no saying that leaving the stone platform means losing, but blindly running away, will not win, if Fan Jin in front of him, there is no means to fight back, then it is directly regarded as his admission of defeat, it is not impossible.
"Brother Shen, the scene on the iron rope just now was not my idea. Fan Jin explained with a wry smile, but he didn't know what the meaning was.
Shen Chai hesitated for a moment and said, "Are you planning to admit defeat?"
Fan Jin shook his head, although he was now in rags, he still seemed to be confident, and his thin lips opened slightly: "Brother Shen, if you meet at another time, I can let you, but not today, so I can't help it next, and I will ask Haihan afterwards." ”
Shen Chai snorted, didn't care about the other party's hypocritical style, didn't respond, and waited for the next means of the white-clothed young man in front of him, if it wasn't too far away, he would have immediately raised his sword and slashed it, leaving the other party crooked.
There seemed to be clouds moving in the field, Fan Jin's left hand was lying on the Fengchi acupoint, and then an obscure trick was recited, and the majestic power of the stars in his body began to change, turning into a strange state of origin turning, along with his feet and above the divine court, and then his clothes began to flutter, and his wind was rising, and he wanted to come out.
"Riding the Wind True Method!" Fan Jin said to himself secretly in his heart.
Immediately after that, the white-clothed young man left the stone platform on the ground, not really flying, but his posture was as light as a feather, and he became like a fairy, if there were Fan Jin's classmates here on the top of this mountain, I am afraid that his eyes would be excited and yearning, after all, now his appearance, coupled with a white dress, really has a bit of fairy wind and bones.
Of course, the premise is to ignore the leaky arm cuff and the blood stain. The two of them tested each other, and after Fan Jin recited this true method of riding the wind, he finally made the people watching the battle around him pull their eyes over a little.
And Shen Chai also knew that Fan Jin's true strength was by no means what he had shown before, and it might not even lie in that iron fan, although the folding fan was quite extraordinary. But the so-called outstanding, there must be techniques that surpass others, otherwise how can they be called similar to "the first person"?
Sure enough, in the next second, Fan Jin was already close to him, and when Shen Chai's eyes were almost unable to catch it, he struck the palm carrying the wind blade and slashed towards his chest and abdomen!
There is only one word, and that is fast! fast to the limit, and then the palm is like a knife, tearing everything with sharpness.