"Steady!"

Fang Wuyan breathed a sigh of relief, and his tense emotions relaxed.

He actually wanted to make up for another arrow, but five consecutive rapid fires consumed too much of his aura and physical strength, and he needed to slow down.

Thinking of this, Fang Wuyan lowered his head and looked at the longbow in his hand.

This is the trophy he picked up after killing a Spirit Wind Lord, this longbow, no arrows, as long as the bowstring is pulled and the aura is released, they will condense into a feather arrow, and it is also translucent, in the light, very hidden.

Fang Wuyan's archery skills were quite good, so he gave Sun Mo quite a lot of trouble.

"In this game, the final winner is me!"

Fang Wuyan's heart was bubbling.

He also tracked the Eight Gates Golden Suoyun all the way to come here, and when he was searching nearby just now, he heard the sound of battle, but he didn't expect to sneak over, and he saw Sun Mo and Zhang Qianlin fighting to the death.

To be honest, Sun Mo's performance was very amazing, making Fang Wuyan want to be called a strong opponent, but so what? Damn it or die!

The praying mantis catches the cicada, the yellow finch is behind, today, I am the man who recommended the pillow by the goddess of luck!

Fang Wuyan rushed out from where he was hiding and pounced on the three girls, none of these people who knew the secrets of the Wind King Hall could stay.

Fang Wushu held his breath quietly, raised his hand and raised his bow, aiming at Ying Baiwu, this girl has the strongest combat effectiveness, you have to kill her first, otherwise she will escape, it will be too troublesome to find.

The aura roared out from the tips of the five fingers, forming an arrow, but just when Fang Wuyan was about to shoot an arrow, the next scene that happened in front of Sun Mo made him stunned and almost bit off his tongue.

Sun Mo, who was out of balance, could no longer dodge the attack of the arrows, and the only thing he could do was to raise his arms and protect his heart and head.

However, this method is just self-comfort, because the arrows shot by the Wind King's bow are enough to blast a hole in Sun Mo's body, giving him a taste of what it means to be cold.

Just as Sun Mo was struggling as hard as he could, a silver trajectory, like a meteor, roared past and appeared in front of Sun Mo.

Shout!

The arrow struck it and vanished.

Bang!

Sun Mo fell to the ground.

"Huh?"

The five people present were all stunned.

A silver cloud, suspended in the air, its shape is in the shape of a bagua, it is the eight-door golden lock cloud that ranks tenth on the list of dark and mysterious species, known as a treasure that has not been encountered in a thousand years!

"For ...... Why?"

Fang Wuyan was confused, why did the Eight Gates Golden Suoyun block the arrows for Sun Mo? Could it be that he had already surrendered?

No, it shouldn't be! Otherwise, that Sun Mo shouldn't have a surprised expression!

Papaya Niang's red lips have become 'O' shaped, is this okay?

"Teacher!"

Li Ziqi reacted, he guessed correctly, Bamen Jin Suoyun has been peeping at his side, obviously interested in the ancient dragon catcher, and wants to experience that comfortable taste.

"Why?"

Sun Mo also didn't know why, but after he was stunned for a while, he didn't think about the reason, and rushed directly towards Fang Wuyan's body, the longbow in this guy's hand was so powerful that he couldn't let him shoot arrows anymore.

Melee combat against long-range, but it is yourself who suffers.

Fang Wuyan's reaction was also extremely fast, and with a swing of the arrow, he left Ying Baiwu and aimed at Sun Mo again.

Shout!

The translucent arrow, in everyone's field of vision, really flashed and disappeared, and it was incredibly fast.

Sun Mo's eyes widened, and he was trying his best to capture the trajectory of the arrow, when the eight-door golden lock cloud flew in front of him first.

Shout!

After the arrow pierced the Eight Gates Golden Lock Cloud, it disappeared again, and it was unknown where it went.

"Damn it!"

Fang Wuyan cursed, even if it was a holy weapon-level longbow in his hand, he threw it away without any nostalgia, and instead pulled out his long sword.

"Die!"

Fang Wu roared darkly, and the long sword stabbed angrily.

This blow, without any fancy blows, is the ultimate in power and speed.

Burst!

Sun Mo's cheek was cut open by the sharp blade, but just as Fang Wuyan wanted to change his move and cut off his head, the wooden knife slammed into Fang Wuyan's shoulder with tremendous force.

Bang!

Fang Wuyan staggered back after being beaten.

"Damn it!"

Fang Wuyan cursed, if it weren't for the fact that he had been dealing with that Spirit Wind Lord for too long before, and had consumed too much physical energy, causing his movements to deform with this blow, otherwise, he would have been able to send Sun Mo to hell with a single face.

Sun Mo rushed.

"Arrogance!"

Fang Wu smiled darkly: "The most correct thing for you to do should be to run away!"

Knife breaking!

Whew!Whew!

The long sword in Fang Wuyan's hand suddenly burst out with dozens of sword shadows, as Fang Wuji's younger brother, and was valued by Principal Cao, this guy's combat power was really strong, and he had also fought all the way up from childhood to adulthood.

What is genius?

is in adversity, still fighting endlessly, thinking of a way to win.

Fang Wuyan could have retreated quietly, even if he didn't call his brother next time, he just came alone, relying on his heyday, against Sun Mo, the odds of winning were quite large, but he didn't.

Sun Mo's expression was solemn, he could feel the powerful momentum that overflowed from Fang Wuyan's body, confident, strong, and proud!

"Kill, kill, kill!"

Fang Wuyan roared angrily, a knife was faster than a knife.

Sun Mo's present and ancient times are all over the world, and there is no trace of Hengsha, and he has been restrained for the first time, even if it is a saint level, it is useless to hit the opponent's body.

Fang Wuyan didn't have the luxury of stopping all the attacks, so he didn't resist some moves that did relatively little damage.

This is a ruthless man!

Sun Mo stared at Fang Wudu, activating the Divine Insight Technique.

Fang Wuyan, twenty-three years old, burned blood six times.

Strength 28, although it is not a natural divine power, but the body is strong.

Intelligence 26, combat intelligence is superb.

Agility 27, don't try to overpower him with speed.

The will is 29, the mind is mature, knows how to make trade-offs, and countless victories from childhood to adulthood have created a proud heart.

Endurance 27, it can't kill you, and it can kill you.

......

Potential, extremely high!

Remarks, extremely competitive and unwilling to admit defeat, if it weren't for Fang Wuji being too good, Fang Wuji would definitely take his place and become one of the Jinling doubles.

Use exercises, nine styles, and saint-level lower grades.

Multiply!

The long sword slashed, leaving a scar on Sun Mo's arm.

"Fight with me, you dare to get distracted, do you look down on me?"

Fang Wu snorted coldly, and suddenly threw it with one hand, throwing out the long sword in his hand.

Hidden Sword Pose!

Fang Wuyan began to fight back, hitting Sun Mo with his bare hands.

"What the hell?"

Ying Baiwu screamed, is this guy going to kill himself? Because she is a bystander, she can't understand the horror of the hidden sword style.

In front of Sun Mo, Fang Wuyan had no sword in his hand, but it was better than a sword, and the long sword was like being controlled by an invisible big hand, constantly stabbing out from all kinds of weird places, making people unguardable.

Bang!

Sun Mo and Fang Wuyan punched each other, but he was still preparing for the next blow, but the long sword burst out from under Fang Wuyan's ribs and shot towards his neck.

Purse your lips.

Sun Mo narrowly picked off the tip of the sword.

"Haha, then you're going to die!"

Fang Wuyan laughed, it seemed that he was sure of victory, but in fact, he was a little anxious, because this Sun Mo was so stable in defense that he couldn't attack for a long time.

The horror of the hidden sword style is that the attack is sudden and nowhere to be found, and it feels like walking in the grass full of poisonous snakes, which will come out at any time, and by the time you see it, it has already been bitten.

But this Sun Mo in front of him was stunned in an instant, made a move, and blocked it.

This physical fitness is too good, right?

Sun Mo was not defeated for the time being, in addition to the fact that his physical fitness was good enough was one aspect, and the other point was also thanks to the reproduction of the Great Qiankun Phaseless Divine Skill, if the time flow speed in his field of vision did not slow down, he would not have time to react.

The two of them fought, and the afterimages were heavy, and the three girls could no longer see clearly.

It can't go on like this!

Fang Wuyan's body was a little unable to support it, and the wound that was injured by the Spirit Wind Lord was even more cracked, and it had to be resolved quickly.

Syllable!

Fang Wuyan suddenly stretched out his hand and grabbed the long sword, and the aura in his body was running at full speed, using a stunt.

One sword to break ten thousand!

Rumble!

Fang Wuyan's whole person's momentum instantly climbed to the limit, he slashed out with a sword, even Li Ziqi and the three of them who stayed dozens of meters away, they all felt enveloped by the sword momentum, and there was a bone-chilling coldness, which made people feel cold all over their bodies.

Sun Mo didn't dodge, holding the wooden knife, and took the blow hard.

Give back to the other in his way!

Swish!

Fang Fang's dark long sword slashed down, from Sun Mo's right shoulder to his left rib, and Sun Mo's wooden knife, unceremoniously, slashed through his body after half a breath a little later.

Multiply!

Sun Mo's chest suddenly spurted out a large amount of blood, directly dyeing the teacher's robe red.

"Teacher!"

The three girls turned pale with fright, and ran towards them.

"Big ...... Big...... Great Qiankun ......"

Fang Wuyan looked at Sun Mo with a stunned face, he never thought that he would actually be able to use the Heavenly Academy's Divine Skill, if he knew in advance, he would never have used his stunt so easily.

"Stay away from my teacher!"

Win Baiwu shouted, swinging his sword and slashing.

Swish!

The aura was cathartic, forming a white bird, which swept low in the air and crashed into Fang Wuyan's body.

Bang!

Fang Wuyan fell to the ground.

"Huh?"

Ying Baiwu was stunned, isn't it, it's so easy to kill? She was originally ready to fight to the death.

"Teacher!"

Lu Zhiruo ran over and hugged Sun Mo, who was about to fall, and the thick blood stained her body.

"Zhiruo, remember next time, you should make up for the enemy first!"

Sun Mo wanted to touch Papaya Niang's forehead, but when he saw the blood on his hands, he gave up.

Li Ziqi, who was a few steps behind, also ran over, without thinking about it, pulled out the dagger, and stabbed Fang Wuyan in the chest, making sure that he couldn't die anymore.

"Dead?"

Win Baiwu frowned.

Call!

Sun Mo exhaled a breath of turbidity, this time, it was really a thrilling win.