A snake might be able to survive a sudden attack by a falcon with its claws.
But if the snake's body was tied with an inch-long bamboo stick, could it still escape with its life from the eagle's claws?
It's not easy to think about.
Because once the eagle takes out its talons, it must have seen the opportunity and is determined to win.
Having been dodged once, the second claw attack will be faster, more accurate, and more ruthless!
It was not easy to prepare a sword before the eyes of three masters. Therefore, Jiang Yichen did not prepare a sword. He just drew everyone's attention away from him and then directly drew the sword out. While performing the shooting star style, , the Heavenly Will Art in the body is also operating to the extreme in an instant.
As the saying goes, practice makes perfect. The swordsmanship he has practiced has been able to be integrated and mastered, and he can use it as he wishes.
This sword strike was faster than any previous Meteor Style. It was so fast that Jiang Yichen felt as if he was hit by a huge wave ten feet high, and his limbs seemed to be falling apart.
But he had no choice, the opportunity was fleeting, he had already missed a good opportunity, and this sword could not be missed!
Jiang Yichen transformed into a falcon and flew towards the butterfly and phoenix.
Diefeng's advantage lies in her ghostly body skills and snake-like body. However, this time, the Nine Heavens Ring has become the bamboo stick tied to Diefeng's body, which has become the biggest obstacle to Diefeng's use of her body skills.
Just for a moment, when Diefeng realized that she was in a desperate situation, the edge of the piano sword was already touching the robe at the center of her heart, and her skin could already feel the chill brought by the cold blade.
At this point, it's too late to twist your waist and dodge.
In the flash of lightning, she put the Nine Heavens Ring on the ground and stepped back quickly.
Two figures, one horizontal and one vertical, with a long sword hanging horizontally between them, retreated five feet away toward the southeast, and then stopped abruptly.
Everything happened in just a moment, and the romantic man stood there without moving.
He watched helplessly as two figures, one white and one clear, walked away and stopped.
He stared blankly at the blood flower on Diefeng's left chest, which grew from nothing, from a little cherry red, to a gorgeous bloom.
He took a breath, as if he could feel what it would be like to feel the sword edge piercing his heart inch by inch.
The sword comes out!
Blood spilled!
Fragrance disappears and jade dies!
When she was dying, there was no trace of pain on Diefeng's face. She had always looked cold and frosty, but now she smiled.
Although her smile seemed a little unnatural because she didn't smile much, or because she didn't have enough strength, she was indeed smiling.
It turns out that her smile is as warm as the morning sun.
She smiled at the romantic man, as if she was telling him silently: I am done with this life, and I have no regrets at all. I forgive me for not being able to serve my master anymore, and the master must take good care of me.
At one moment he was devastated with grief, and at the other moment he was filled with rage. Under the combination of grief and anger, the romantic man's mouth was filled with blood, and he almost fainted.
Everything happened so fast that Shen Bian couldn't react in time and made no move.
But he knew very well in his heart that he had already prepared his attack. Compared with Jiang Yichen's hasty sword draw, he actually had a chance to save Die Feng's life.
He couldn't stop Jiang Yichen from thrusting out the sword, but the long whip could at least wrap it up or deflect the sword before it penetrated Diefeng's heart. In this way, Diefeng only suffered a superficial wound and would not die.
He also understood that his failure to take action was not out of anger. After living at such an age, he had learned to be open-minded and not as knowledgeable as women. He was only angry for a moment at Diefeng's disregard for the overall situation.
He knew the reason why he failed to use the whip to save people in time, that is, they were all focused on Die Feng and ignored Jiang Yichen's actions. In this moment, Jiang Yichen took the lead, and he missed it. A moment of opportunity for rescue.
And what caused all this was because of one sentence. They had suffered this loss from this young man once before, and they made the same mistake again.
This child cannot be kept!
Shen Bian's overwhelming murderous intent was wrapped in the mountains, and he was heading towards Jiang Yichen. This time, he would not pay attention to anyone's words.
The older they get and the more they know, the more suspicious they become. They can extract clues from words and make more accurate judgments. However, a few words at critical moments will only cause them to miss opportunities due to conditioned reflex thinking.
On the contrary, for a killer, the purpose is simple and clear. They only need to kill the target. They do not need to think too much, but every word they say is a means to pave the way for killing. In front of everyone because of When someone is puzzled by a sentence, becomes suspicious, or is distracted, that moment of confusion becomes the biggest flaw.
Shen Bian has a strong murderous intention and Feng Liuzi is devastated. At this time, it is obvious who to attack first.
Jiang Yichen completely ignored Shen Bian's long whip and flew his sword straight towards Feng Liuzi!
Seeing that the situation was critical, Shen Bian had no choice but to give up on Jiang Yichen and save Feng Liuzi first. Die Feng had already died first. He could never let Feng Liuzi follow suit. In his current state, he wanted to fight this boy alone. Fighting, even if you don't die, you still have to shed your skin.
The Hundred Steps Flying Sword was fierce, but Shen Bian's long whip was indeed the nemesis of flying objects. When the sword edge was still half a foot away from Feng Liuzi, the Flying Sword was already wrapped up.
The flying sword has become a death sword.
With a flick of the whip, the death sword was broken.
Without the sword, how can you deal with it? !
Shen Bian was thinking this in his heart, but his heart was filled with chills. This was due to his innate vigilance.
The skin and flesh on his body suddenly became tight, the wrinkles on his face were marked with deep creases, and his eyes widened in horror!
Because he suddenly discovered that the sword he broke seemed to be extremely soft, and the blade was about an inch wide. It was a sword that was like a poisonous snake. This sword was of course the sword of Diefeng!
What about the sword that is as thin as a willow leaf?
Naturally, it was still in Jiang Yichen's hand, and it was roaring towards him at the moment.
Still a shooting star!
Make a sound in the east and attack in the west!
At this time, Qin Jian was only ten feet away from Shen Bian. He had no doubt that as long as he blinked, the young man could stab him in the heart with the sword in his hand.
It was obviously too late to summon the whip and turn around to rescue him.
The whip was naturally less flexible the closer it was to the handle, and he didn't dare to rely on the whip at this end to block the young man's fatal sword attack.
Therefore, he abandoned the long whip in his hand without hesitation, rolled forward sideways, and then slapped the ground with both palms.
With his smooth and flowing movements, it is impossible to think that this is an old man who is approaching octogenarian years. As expected, he is still going strong with age.
There are palm prints sunk into the ground, which shows that Shen Bian's wrist strength is terrifying!
Shen Bian rolled out like a rubber ball, then bounced off the ground. In just two movements, he had already jumped nearly two feet away.
At this time, Jiang Yichen's sword landed where Shen Bian had previously stood, and naturally struck the air with one strike.
By escaping the distance of two feet, Shen Bian not only saved his life, but also won the opportunity to fight back.
Jiang Yichen's two consecutive Meteor Styles that he was determined to win obviously consumed a lot of money. This sword failed, but he couldn't hold back for a while and took a few more steps forward.
With this little delay, Shen Bian had already grasped the whip and started dancing again.
The mountains are three feet long, and every inch is of the same thickness. The handle and the whip body are integrated, which means that the whip body is everywhere, which is really convenient for dealing with enemies.
In the blink of an eye, Shen Bian was out of danger and turned from defense to offense.
The long whip was seen spiraling out, and Bian was holding the end of the whip, layer by layer, gradually expanding in circles, like a tornado formed by the long whip, wrapping Jiang Yichen in it.
Jiang Yichen felt that the sky and the earth suddenly turned pale, and the atmosphere around him was extremely oppressive.
In the next moment, the opening of the tornado shrinks rapidly, the remaining light is about to be taken away, and Jiang Yichen will be completely swallowed up by the mountains!
