Although Chai Sichou's expected smooth offensive, victory and killing did not succeed due to He Nan's varied tricks, the chasm-like gap between the two in terms of physical strength did not change, and He Nan was still beaten to the point of running away.
This point was indeed He Nan's misjudgment, or overestimation, of his own strength - after successfully subduing Wei Kui, He Nan believed that he had the ability to deal with such masters for a while, so that he The two most critical factors that can suppress Wei Kui are ignored.
Firstly, Wei Kui was not in the best condition and only used brute force to attack Feng He; secondly, on the surface it seemed that He Nan was sharing the damage for Qidan, but in fact it was also the result of the fifth prince's constant restraint.
So under such a huge disadvantage, He Nan had to use the trump cards he had prepared for this in advance.
The turbid Qi was not used to slow down Chai Sichou, but was used to accelerate without reservation. The leaping He Nan jumped onto the horse's back and pulled out a killer move from the left side of the saddle that would definitely turn the tide of the battle.
The three swords that appeared on the battlefield at this moment, the real Curse of Gareth and the handleless sword, needless to say, all belong to the ranks of "peerless magic weapons" no matter what evaluation system is used, and the other evil sword Although the fakes are much inferior, they are still swords made of superior metal materials by excellent weapon forgers. When faced with ordinary weapons, their effectiveness against enemies is no less than that of magic weapons. They also have the ability to sharpen The iron-like nature is one of the reasons why it was difficult for Chai Sichou to distinguish between true and false for a while.
But when the young man on horseback drew his blade, the wind
Yun's expression suddenly changed, and his sword energy was snatched away by him!
Whether it was a fake evil sword, a handleless knife or Gareth's curse, all its glory came to a tragic end at this moment.
"Zaiyoun" is not a false king who wields power, a fierce hero, or an impetuous tyrant. It should be the zenith in the field of weapons. It should be calm when it is still, and strong when it moves!
"That...what is that?" It wasn't that Chai Sichou wanted to stop, it was more like the weapon in his hand was consciously stagnant. After several twists and turns, Chai Sichou's eyes finally landed on He Nan's left hand.
Such a mediocre shape looks no different from the mass-produced goods in the workshop. Even the slightly exaggerated carvings on it look like they were carved by unskilled craftsmen to show off their limited skills. - Chai Sichou His vision was correct. The sword embryo of "No matter how young he was" was indeed made by a very mediocre weapon maker in a small town.
But the spirit buried deep in the sword has been passed down from generation to generation by its holders.
"What do you think?" He Nan asked, he didn't need to give a clear answer.
Chai Sichou took a deep breath. This was the first time that he showed some weakness in front of He Nan. He lowered his head and inspected the two swords in his hands, and finally couldn't stop guessing: "It seems that what you are holding is what I really need. thing."
"I can give you some tips... One of these three swords is wearing the curse you have been thinking about. Oh no, it should be regarded as a halo for you, right?" He Nan returned to the ground: "As for your If your guess is accurate, won’t you know if you take my sword?"
He Nan is not left-handed and has not received professional training in holding weapons with both hands.
Therefore, it is obvious that the strength of his left wrist is insufficient, and the weight of this sword is far beyond ordinary, which results in this sword that is invincible in the world and can only plow the ground like a rake, stabbing on the ground. There was a terrible wound - but it was this intentional or unintentional performance that made Chai Sichou feel palpitated.
In the eyes of believers in this superstitious legend, it was as if the evil sword was knocking He Nan's bones and sucking out his marrow, making him look like a living corpse with twisted postures and heavy steps.
"You can't defeat me... The gap between you and me is like an abyss, and it's hard for you to even stand up straight now!" Rather than stating a fact, Chai Sichou's expression was more like intimidating He Nan, although he Everything he said was correct, but he was inexplicably lacking in confidence.
He Nan, who was dragging his sword slowly, had a ferocious expression due to the excessive exertion. His blood vessels were already obviously beating, and he might break free from the restraints of his flesh at any time. In the end, even his voice became hoarse: "But you dare to bet that I will never Will I hurt you with this sword?"
Chai Sichou did not answer. He told himself that he would not be hit by such a vulgar move, but he still took a step back.
He is the heir to a family that has kept a low profile for generations. He is the hope for the restoration of the Chai family. He is the new king who is regarded as the destiny of the prophecy. Decades of continuous indoctrination have convinced him of this. He was the man who was born into a turbulent world, established himself as a saint, carried a three-foot sharp edge, and ascended to the extreme of dragon light! In the past thirty years, his journey has coincided with all kinds of prophecies!
How could such a king be destroyed by the casual sword of an unknown soldier or a famous soldier?
Down?
In fact, even if He Nan could really gouge out his chest with a sword, he might not die, but he would definitely be able to smash He Nan's head into pieces at the same time, like a crude rattle.
But Chai Sichou still hesitated. He voluntarily gave up his superiority in martial arts and switched from offense to defense, and instead adopted a tactic that only the weak side would prefer to use - defensive counterattack.
Because in Chai Sichou's eyes, this was not a fair bet, and He Nan took advantage of it. Although his chance of winning was very small, the bet he invested was even less worthy of comparison, just like a billionaire. It is equally unbalanced to gamble with a beggar in which the winning party gets all of the other's property. Of course the beggar is willing to fight for his life. Even if there is only one thousandth or one ten thousandth chance, he still hopes to win this possibility that is like a new life. But the rich man will refuse - the beggar's broken bowl means nothing to him. It’s worthless, but what if it fails?
Everything Wuyi Young Master is doing now is to eliminate the possibility of failure. As long as he delays it until He Nan can't even swing his sword, then he will be truly invincible. !
However, He Nan, who seemed to be possessed by Wei Kui, was gradually separating everything from the two. No signs and legends could add strength and courage to Chai Sichou, and the only one he could rely on was not the old king. The descendant's illustrious identity, and the "true self" of He Nan who had overcome all the calamities, the messy sword moves did not harm Chai Sichou's body, but had already torn apart his seemingly strong shell. Lack of offensive means
He made up for it with a sharp sword, but the lack of exercise in his flesh could benefit from He Nan's development of defensive skills. It seemed that he was not as weak as before.
"Hey...why do you..." There were already several moves that were quite dangerous for Chai Sichou. He Nan seemed to be drained of all his strength after every swing of the sword, but as long as he moved forward even half a moment, he would be exuded. Swords with murderous intent will vigilantly regroup.
"It seems that you would rather believe that the curse is hanging over me now." At this time, He Nan still did not forget to use his words to put pressure on Chai Sichou.
"If this continues, you will be exhausted sooner or later. Why do I need to take such risks and exchange my fate with you?" Chai Sichou took another step back, blocking the edge of the sword.
"You are just lying to yourself... Because you are weak, you would rather place your confidence on such baseless rumors." Seeing Chai Sichou's expression was different, He Nan said again: "You are trying every possible means to get it. Isn’t this sword just for the legendary part of that sword besides the curse? But now shouldn’t the corresponding legend be fulfilled on me? Do you still think that I can’t kill you?”
It is a handleless knife that hurts others and yourself. If you use it to point at a powerful enemy, you should bear the consequences of hurting yourself one day in the future, and you must bear it - perhaps no one has a more say in this than He Nan.
Since Chai Sichou firmly believed in the legend of the evil sword, when the legend was being mastered by his opponent, he would naturally become a sacrifice under the legend!
He Nan's right hand finally began to share the weight of the sword with his left hand, and he used "Legend" to give its message
Come and strike with the sword!
No one would believe that a top-notch master would be overwhelmed by a rookie. This rare scene even shocked Jin Man, who was watching the battle between generals with disparity in strength from the carriage. He had never seen Chai Sichou in such a chaotic moment. His calm personality guided him to make the most correct judgment - he must not let the young master continue to be in close combat with the opponent, so he turned his horse's head and drove into the battlefield, crashing and killing him. Congratulations, that's all.
That’s it!
So behind He Nan, the sound of thunderous luan bells sounded, urging people to die.
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