As a descendant of an ancient martial arts family, Fang Yan admired the most about living a heroic life and dying a carefree death.
Of course, he couldn't do either of those things.
If someone wanted to write an epitaph for him after his death, it could only be written: A cheap and shameless man!
Or it could be said that people who lived longer were really cheap.
Fang Yan had always thought of himself as a smart person, but smart people also made mistakes.
For example, Fang Yan had made a mistake now.
When he threw the silver Fool in his hand at Chiba Shinobu, Chiba Shinobu had already disappeared from his original position.
Too fast!
Chiba Shinobu's speed was too fast. Before the Fool had time to explode, he had already dodged it. This kind of hot weapon was extremely lethal to ordinary people, and it was impossible to defend against it. But for Fang Yan and Chiba Shinobu, it really wasn't very useful.
Because the reaction speed of the weapon couldn't keep up with the reaction speed of their bodies.
This was an era where hot weapons were king, but it was also an era where hot weapons were in the hands of the people who controlled them.
The long sword was like a spitting spirit snake, fiercely attacking Fang Yan's chest.
Fang Yan's body retreated again and again, not daring to touch the sharp edge of the sword.
If it was Fang Yingying using the sword, Fang Yan was 90% sure that he could stop the sword.
If it was Fang Haohan using the sword, Fang Yan was 80% sure that he could snatch the sword.
If it was Chiba Shinobu using the sword, and Fang Yan still had to use his flesh and blood to fight, there was a 100% chance that this sword would cut off his limbs.
Chiba pushed off the ground with the tip of his foot and flew forward. Like a white ape hunting its prey, he stabbed at Fang Yan's chest, Lianquan, Zi Gong, Abdomen, Middle Wrist, Taiyi, and other major acupoints.
The tip of the sword wavered, like a spirit snake looking for a gap to bite.
The buzzing sound was endless, bringing great psychological pressure to people.
Fang Yan suddenly stood still. He stretched out his hand and tore the robe off his body.
He waved his robe to wrap around the soft sword. With a flick of his wrist, the white robe was cut into countless pieces.
Just as he was about to follow up with another attack, a strange sound came from behind him.
Without thinking, he slashed out with his sword.
Bang –
The silver Foolish Egg was split open, and the green liquid inside splashed everywhere.
I've been tricked!
Of course, Fang Yan knew that Sha Dan's speed couldn't keep up with the speed of the Thousand Leaves Army. If the Sword God was so easy to kill, the armory could use this kind of hot gun to rob all the masters in the world.
Therefore, when he threw the silver bullet, Fang Yan curled his finger a little, and there was a little spinning force in it.
It was like the roundhouse ball in table tennis. When you saw the opponent's ball was about to jump in front of you, you hit it with your racket, only to find that the ball's trajectory had changed again and actually jumped out from under your racket.
The silver bullet passed by Thousand Leaves Army. Thousand Leaves Army thought that the crisis was over. But he didn't know that the real crisis hadn't arrived yet.
When Fang Yan took off his clothes to wrap around his soft sword, it was to create pressure on him so that he didn't have too much time to pay attention to what was flying behind him.
When the two sides were fighting fiercely, something flew behind them. Thousand Leaves Army mistook it as a sneak attack and slashed at it. He was very confident in his swordsmanship.
It was also because of his overconfidence in his swordsmanship that he broke the silver ball and released the green liquid inside.
This was also what Fang Yan wanted to achieve.
Originally, he was too embarrassed to take it out, but the old guy Thousand Leaves Army was shameless enough to take out his sword to slash people, so Fang Yan naturally used his secret weapon.
But it was a little too shameless.
The body of Thousand Leaves Army's sword was like his body. When the sword touched the flying object, he already knew that the situation was not good. He flew to escape, but Fang Yan used the Stick Formula of Tai Chi to hold him back and make him unable to move.
Thousand Leaves Army suddenly used his Qi, and the wide-sleeved robe on his body was vigorously peeled off and took the initiative to stick to the green liquid.
Most of the liquid was blocked by the clothes filled with Qi. After a large area of the clothes was corroded, the liquid fell to the ground. There were also a few green dots that were not blocked by the clothes and landed on Chiba Shinobu's naked upper body.
Sizzle —
It was the sound of flesh and skin being corroded and burned. As the green liquid entered, the flesh and bones would be burned out. Until the effect of the drug completely disappeared.
Even Thousand Leaves Army, who was made of iron and steel, looked ferocious when suffering this kind of pain, and his body was trembling in pain.
But he didn't say a word. He held the sword and went straight to Fang Yan's eyes.
The severe pain in his body completely enraged Thousand Leaves Army.
He also had to use more crazy attacks to relieve the pain of his flesh and bones being melted, which was simply unbearable for human beings.
Compared with this kind of pain, the so-called Ten Most Cruel Men of the Qing Dynasty were nothing.
When Thousand Leaves Army attacked wildly with his sword, the smile on Fang Yan's face disappeared.
He closed his eyes again and let the long sword stab into his eye hole.
The heart of Tai Chi was used again, and the Tai Chi Domain appeared again.
The world became still, like an ink painting hanging on the wall.
The color of the mountain soil, the trembling grass, the chirping of insects and birds, everything was clearly visible.
The tip of the sword no longer trembled. It turned out that it had always been in this state, and all the phantoms were deceiving.
The blade arrived in an instant, trying to pierce Fang Yan's pupils.
Fang Yan's expression was solemn, and he slowly reached out his hand.
Clang —
There was a sound of gold and iron colliding.
One of Fang Yan's fingers touched the blade of the sword. His head and the blade of the sword crossed.
It was the sword that should have pierced Fang Yan's eyes, but the sword didn't twist, and Fang Yan's head didn't twist either. They met each other in a straight line, but they just strangely missed each other.
Pa!
Fang Yan slapped Thousand Leaves Army's abdomen with his palm.
It was a light, soft palm that did not contain any strength.
It was more like a touch than a slap.
Before Chiba Shinobu could react, his stomach suddenly became extremely hot. His abdomen was protruding as if someone had stuffed a child inside.
Puff —
His stomach was like a balloon that was full of air, and it suddenly rose high.
Pa!
The balloon exploded, and his stomach sank again.
Take advantage of his weakness and kill him.
Fang Yan took advantage of the fact that Chiba Shinobi was unable to move and kicked him in the face.
Thousand Leaves Army's body flew backward, and after landing, he still staggered back. After taking more than a dozen steps back, he stopped in a sorry state.
The soft sword in his hand was stabbed into the ground, and the body of the sword was hard and straight to support his body.
Dark red blood flowed from the corner of his mouth, and then it became a darker purplish black.
This was the first time that Thousand Leaves Army was sent flying by Fang Yan.
This was also the first time that Thousand Leaves Army bled in front of Fang Yan.
"Beautiful." An old man in the darkness laughed. "This kid is interesting. He fights with strength and uses skill. He only uses skill and doesn't use strength. He looks like a sissy. If he only uses strength and doesn't use skill, he's just a brute. He'll never be able to achieve anything great. "
"Old thing, don't you know shame? This kid used a bomb to blow people up. This is a sneak attack. It's a shame to be associated with him."
"What do you know? That old guy doesn't use a sword? "
"That's a cold weapon —"
"Cold weapon my ass. Go and touch the sword in his hand. I'm afraid it's hotter than burning coals —"
"— —"
Fang Yan smiled happily and said: "Look, no matter how many times you beat me, I only want to beat you one last time — —"
"You used a bomb" Thousand Leaves Army said calmly. He felt that he had been insulted, that their contest had been tainted. A duel between peerless experts. They've already climbed to such a high place, how could they use a bomb to attack?
If Ximen Chui Xue and Ye Gu Cheng finally climbed to the top of the Forbidden City, they would each take out a gun from their pockets and shoot at each other — — just thinking about it made him feel cute.
"That's my weapon" Fang Yan said. "It's the same as the sword in your hand. They're both weapons. "
Thousand Leaves Army chuckled and said: "Is that also considered a weapon used by martial artists in a duel?"
"Of course it is" Fang Yan said. "You've never played a game before, right? Some weapons are simple and realistic, like the soft sword in your hand. But my idiot added special effects, so when it explodes, it's cooler — — "
"The conflict between ancient martial arts and firearms has been at loggerheads for so many years — — Martial artists train their bodies, skills, and Qi, while firearms focus on simplicity, efficiency, and speed — — you should stick to the path of ancient martial arts. Firearms are not advisable, it will make people slack off, so try not to use them as much as possible "Thousand Leaves Army lectured like an elder.
"Shouldn't you wait until you're on the verge of death to say these words? At that time, the effect should be better "Fang Yan advised.
Thousand Leaves Army licked the blood on the corner of his mouth and smiled gently. "It's been a long time since I've tasted fresh blood, I really miss it — — you're right, no matter how many times I win, you only need to win one last time — —"
Thousand Leaves Army's figure became illusory, but his voice was still as clear as ever.
"The last time hasn't come yet, so the winner might not necessarily be you."
Before he finished speaking, the tree behind Fang Yan's previous position had been cut in half for no reason.
Fang Yan dashed towards the huge rock, and sword marks immediately appeared on the surface of the huge rock. Large and small pieces of rock fell off, but the sword didn't make any sound when it cut the rock. It looked very strange.
The sky was filled with Thousand Leaves Army's phantom, jumping up and down as he moved. The Sword Qi was extremely sharp. It drew a prison and trapped Fang Yan within it, preventing him from escaping.
Sword array!
The ultimate interpretation of swordsmanship that humans could understand.
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