In front of him is the uneasy descendant of the royal family, but his strength is far superior to his own. Behind him is the undressed general manager who is driving towards him despite not having the strength to fight. There is a wolf in front of him and a tiger behind him. There is no better dilemma than this.
He Nan is not a demon with three heads and six arms, so he can only deal with one - or in other words, if he tries his best to do something in a certain death situation, at least he will not lose.
But he has never been so determined at this moment, and he doesn't even need to look back. This is a Shura path destined to have no retreat. On the road of life and death, all he has to do is to swing a sword at the man that will make him regret it for the rest of his life!
Chai Sichou... still avoided it.
Rather than stating an action or a fact, this sentence is more of a... regret for the choice Chai Sichou made.
From the perspective of life safety, Chai Sichou's concession is understandable, and it should even be said that this is the most rational decision. But from the perspective of the field of collision of ideas - how can such a concession be something that the new king should have?
The king should bear the filth of his country, the king should bear the misfortune of his country!
If you face a mere disaster today, you will have to retreat, but what if you encounter a catastrophe tomorrow? Do we have to be as afraid and hesitant as we are today?
He Nan couldn't use the sword very well. This move was very tricky, but it was a pity that the young man was really ignorant of actual combat. In the end, the sword cut through the air, and the galloping horse was already ready to trample!
In the midst of life and death, two flying shuttles, one green and one red, appeared in the sky with rattles, the letter was red and wrapped around the wheel, the bamboo leaves were green, drinking blood and killing, the Yin and Yang judge pen was controlled by Shi Xiaowen's arms, and his left hand strangled a thousand-mile horse. His right wrist pulled over the hood of the carriage!
Although he was a wolf in stature, Jin Man's reaction was not slow. He put his arms around his head and moved away from the man who fell to the ground.
After the dust settled, the horse struggled to run away, and then he said in shock: "Old Shi... what's wrong with you?"
"I'm sorry, Lao Jin." The ugly slave raised his arms, pulled out the weapon from the ruins and put it back in his palm: "I have to ask you to be an audience."
"It seems that you are going to side with He Nan, Shi Xiaowen." Chai Sichou kicked away the exhausted He Nan, and looked at each other across the collapsed carriage with Shi Xiaowen. At the same time, he did not relax his vigilance towards He Nan. .
"I don't take any side, I just want to see who will win in the end." Shi Xiaowen straightened his arms and let Chai Sichou's knife-like eyes slash at him, still showing his ugly face. Smile: "But considering that I just saved this kid's life, let's support him a little in a broad sense."
"You...what are you doing?" As a close friend of eight worshippers, Jin Man knew the personalities of these two people very well, and also knew that Chai Sichou would definitely push Shi Xiaowen to the point where he had to confront him, so he quickly stopped. The Lord showed signs of continuing the communication and instead changed himself to serve as the spokesperson.
"Because I really want to see which of the two of them is the one who can really change the world." Shi Xiaowen did not hide his interest and intention at all: "So before one party leads to death, it is best to be one-on-one."
"Even the winner of a one-on-one fight can only prove who is better at fighting... How can we talk about changing the world?" Jin Man did not easily fall into Shi Xiaowen's trap and questioned the logic.
Shi Xiaowen snorted coldly, as if he felt that Jin Manzhi's words were petty: "
The battle between geniuses is the most ruthless. Among those whose names have not even been recorded in the history books, there are also some proud ones who have high hopes among various ethnic groups in various places. But haven't they been cruelly eliminated? And how much further will Chai Sichou or He Nan go than them? "
"Only the living are qualified to enter the next round, while the dead lose everything. This is the truth of the wheel of history." Shi Xiaowen glanced at He Nan, who was squatting beside him and breathing heavily: "You still take it too lightly. This little bastard."
"Can he still hold on?" This time, even Chai Sichou felt uneasy because of Chou Nuer's words. The sword just now had burned away the last bit of He Nan's strength. This was definitely true. And although I am not physically strong due to the violent range of movements, why is there any need to face a dying person?
Shi Xiaowen spread his hands, his eyes full of Chai Sichou's wavering: "Then just watch it!"
Congratulations!
Bian'er gave the ugly guy a dissatisfied look, but he didn't say anything more. Instead, he squatted down and made a movement similar to a horse stance but closer to a shit, and finally made a sound that was almost like vomiting. .
Although this preparation was a bit weird and lengthy, everyone could see his change - He Nan, who had been as sluggish as a dead dog just now, was now in high spirits, and Chai Sichou also saw some difficulties. Notice the details.
Observed from the Qi level, the Qi sea in He Nan's body was already quite weak at this moment. Even though the true Qi cycle was endless, it would not be able to return to the state when he first encountered it for a while.
"It turns out that I used my true energy to forcibly restore my body.
Power? This technique is rare, but it makes little sense. "Chai Sichou thought to himself, He Nan has been entangled with him for so long, and a lot of the credit is due to the weird nature of his true energy. Now that he has lost a layer of support, he is no different from an ordinary person holding an evil sword - nothing more than prolongation. It's just that he has to suffer for a long time.
After regrouping, He Nan picked up the handleless knife again, made a flowery posture, but was not in a hurry to step forward.
"Referee... I'm ready!" He Nan said sternly, but winked at Shi Xiaowen.
Such small moves cannot escape Chai Sichou's eyes, so he should be on guard. Could it be that Shi Xiaowen was trying to trick him into using his full strength? He Nan who wielded an evil sword was nothing, but he knew Shi Xiaowen's abilities. If The two of them cooperated with each other and waited for the opportunity, and they were indeed going to suffer.
He Nan, the waiting place is the gap between the trance of Young Master Wuyi. This kind of calculating tricks are almost invisible in Wei Kui, but this is his way of fighting!
The sword moves with the wind into the night, and the sword moves silently to moisten things! He Nan's martial arts foundation is not very deep, and what he gained is nothing more than casual advice from various seniors, but what makes him play dirty is his innate special skills. Under the unseasonable knife skills, there is a choking lime. The powder was shaken out from the clothes, and while Chai Sichou was using his Qi to remove the dust to prevent He Nan from being mixed with the smoke and dust, he stabbed out a fatal sword, and the flames filled the air!
He Nan once used this method to kill Pu Xingxing, who was regarded as a candidate for the Ten Palaces of Yama, in the underground palace of King Yama. However, Chai Sichou was superior to him in both wisdom and bravery, but this series of small tricks had no effect on him. Even the flying knives shot out from the rain of fire were struck by him
Block them one by one.
But the balance of the situation did not favor Chai Sichou - the endless strange moves were consuming his physical strength at the same time, and he had not been so embarrassed in a long time.
"You're irritating me." He Nan's speed finally slowed down, and he, who had only shown a flaw once, was injured by Chai Sichou. The long sword drew a bloody arc on his right arm holding the sword, and he was stabbed in the chest by Chai Sichou. Palms spread out.
"You seem to like to fight at a distance from your opponent." He Nan did not wipe off the blood on his shoulder, letting it flow and soak into his clothes - it was a miracle that he could persist in Chai Sichou's hands until now. On the one hand, he was indeed The most complete preparations have been made for this, but on the other hand, Chai Sichou's fighting style does tend to be weak. "If you had been tougher, I would have died long ago, right?"
Only willing to go all out when you have an absolute advantage, otherwise the cautious fighting style of trying to avoid injuries is conservative. Although it has more possibilities to win when fighting opponents of the same level or even stronger than other styles, for Opponents who are weaker than themselves also lack suppression power accordingly, and will always leave opportunities for the opponent to adjust.
"Come again!" He Nan's physical strength bottomed out again, but he converted all of his less than half-recovered true energy into physical strength for his own actions. In order to save the remaining strength, He Nan even used the handleless knife and his coat. Throw it down to reduce the load.
"You can really hold on..." Chai Sichou's throat also became parched and thirsty. This bastard was far more tenacious than he expected, and he completely failed to notice that his mentality had quietly changed at this moment.
It's another mixed trick of oil and fire, and
In order to expand the coverage area of the flames, He Nan did not hesitate to eat Chai Sichou's continuous blasts and moved the battlefield to the vicinity of the carriage. The bonfire rising from the firewood formed a barrier between the two, and He Nan's figure disappeared again in Chai Sichou's body. In the sight, I don't know what kind of conspiracy is brewing.
But he didn't seem to realize that this trick was very useful to Chai Sichou.
Ineffective - just now he accurately responded to the sneak attack launched by He Nanyu under the cover of lime and flames because his internal strength was as deep as a servant, and he could easily sense the changes in the true energy. Hiding He Nan's position.
This is the absolute advantage! Chai Sichou fought with his sword and thundered in a silent place! The sword light shot out dazzlingly, splitting the figure into two!
It's a pity that He can't be sure of everything.
As we all know, the development and application of True Qi can make True Qi mimic objects, such as various swords, swords, lights, Qi blades and Qi bombs, and even Xiaoyu's water dragon and crane, the demon-subduing pestle in Nutrient Palm, and Ran Yuan's dye. Yuan Jian and even Master Baoxiang have a Dharma like a Vajra with angry eyes.
He Nan actually used Qi to construct a fragile stand-in that resembled his own obscene posture, but actually had no outline or even facial features, just to seduce Chai Sichou and feel complacent.
Just when Chai Sichou was shocked at how the other party would think of using his remaining internal energy as a powerless bait, he suddenly felt a chill on his back... It must have been the touch of a weapon cutting through the skin.
"How could it be..." The undressed young master was in a state of confusion. He quickly raised his hand to touch the wound as if scratching an itch, but when he looked around, he only saw the trajectory of the flying knife falling on the ground.
In one breath, Chai Sichou’s roots
I didn't have time to understand how my mood was going through ups and downs, but with the difficulty of breaking out of the fire despite the explosive flames, I stabbed out the sword of rage!
The reasons behind this sword are complicated and difficult to describe, but hitting the target is exceptionally simple and direct!
In fact, it is not as painful as imagined, it feels the same as being stabbed by an ordinary weapon, but the "death is not long" misfortune of Gareth's curse, no matter how young he is, it can also happen, right?
The wound was not deep, only less than an inch. At the same moment, Chai Sichou punched He Nan in the face, causing blood to surge from the gap between his teeth. A broken molar stepped on the red spring and was buried in the fire.
"I...how could I die so inexplicably?" Chai Sichou covered the wound in his abdomen and kept examining it. In fact, he would not die immediately at all, but the panic and anger about the legend still occupied the peak of his thinking. This It also caused him to lose his will to fight so easily.
"You should not be such a weak person." Shi Xiaowen, who had nothing to do with himself, commented, full of regret.
Chai Sichou could not emphasize his reluctance by retorting hoarsely or describing how most people injured by the evil sword only had a few months to live. Shi Xiaowen added: "You know... In fact, it's not just He Nan's hands. His sword was cursed, and so was the sword in your hand - and you struck him on the shoulder with it."
"That kid is also very aware of this matter, but he didn't show the same panic as you. Instead, starting from that sword, he tried desperately to come up with a solution. In terms of the ending, maybe you two died on the same date. It’s the front foot and the back foot, but if we say who wins
Yeah, that's obviously him. "
"Stop teasing me, there is only one curse for Gareth! And that kid has been hinting from the beginning to the end that he is using that sword..." Chai Sichou said loudly. Compared with the future death, he was more unbearable. It was an irresponsible sarcastic remark made by Shi Xiaowen right in front of him.
"The sword in that boy's hand is like a young man. He has laid a plan for this for a long time, and even impressed the best swordsman in the world, the buyer of the evil sword." Shi Xiaowen did not deny Chai Sichou anymore, Instead, he calmly narrated the whole incident from the perspective of a witness: "It's just a pity that he proved that he is indeed better than you, Lao Chai, but because of his poor martial arts and poor luck, he didn't There’s a chance to advance to the next round.”
"Hey, hey, hey, don't talk nonsense!" An unhappy He Nan forcibly stopped Shi Xiaowen's "memorial" for him. At this moment, he was holding a handleless knife in his left hand and roasting it on the fire, and finally made up his mind. ——He simply cut out the flesh and blood on his right shoulder that was cursed by the swordsmith Gareth: "His...if...his...the principle of this thing is that the sword is poisonous...haha... ...Then if I cut off the whole piece of meat while the poison attacks, I might still be able to be saved! Damn it, it hurts me to death!"
Just when He Nan was bandaging himself with the mentality of making up for it before it was too late, he was bandaging himself.
At that time, Shi Xiaowen still said: "It depends on whether you can survive today... After all, you may escape the curse, but it would be very unlucky if you were hacked to death."
It is not unreasonable. The reason why Shi Xiaowen said this is because he saw two
The two horses were galloping - reinforcements from the Wuyi Sect Master had arrived.
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