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Chapter 149

Words:1167Update:22/07/01 13:13:04

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The afternoon sun shone down on the black sword, making it look even colder and deeper. It was as if an invisible force field had formed around the black sword, swallowing all the light.

"Oh? Soul spirit attack? " Long Bufan was slightly startled. Fang Baiyu was actually able to incorporate a soul spirit attack into his sword move?

Long Bufan had learned beast taming skills and had some understanding of soul spirit attacks. It was a terrifying move that could kill without leaving a trace, and he couldn't help but be on guard.

"Clang —"

The black sword let out a long and soft hum. The sound had a strange penetrating power, as if it was ringing in everyone's ears.

"Long Bufan, I just said that once the black sword is out, even I can't control its power. If we really fight, it might seriously injure or even kill someone. If you are afraid, it's not too late to admit defeat. "

Fang Baiyu had already passed the seventh stage of the Illusionary Killing Tower during Long Bufan's Handyman Promotion Trial. He had already regarded Long Bufan as an opponent of the same level and didn't have the slightest intention of underestimating him. At that time, Long Bufan's strength was far inferior to Yang Feng's. Fang Baiyu valued Long Bufan purely out of intuition.

"I'm sorry, but my bottom line is that I won't admit defeat!" Long Bufan said coldly. He bent his palm slightly and sucked the spear that had fallen to the side into his hand. He poured his essence force into it, and the spear shaft burned like a black flame.

The audience's cheers were louder than the previous one. Lin Shuang'er clenched her hands nervously. She had also encountered soul spirit attacks before, and it was unimaginable how terrifying they were.

"Then let's fight!"

Fang Baiyu's gaze turned cold as his figure moved.

On the stage, the distance of a few hundred feet didn't seem to exist to Fang Baiyu. His speed was as fast as the wind, and it was astonishing.

Fang Baiyu held the black sword and slashed down heavily. At that moment, all sound seemed to disappear, and the light rays were absorbed into the black sword. The speed of the sword wasn't as fast as imagined, but it had a steady and heavy feeling.

Long Bufan thrust out his spear, bringing with it an indomitable aura. The airflow suddenly exploded and collided with the black sword.

Time seemed to slow down all of a sudden. Without any expected strong explosion, Fang Baiyu just hacked onto the tip of Long Bufan's spear. At that moment, a trivial black light entered the Long Bufan's spear and drilled into Long Bufan's body.

Mm!!

Long Bufan's body suddenly trembled, and a strange feeling rushed into his spiritual sea. It was as if there was a crisp sound of a sword ringing in his ears. The sound was extremely pleasing to the ear, and it was very comfortable to listen to.

Soul attack?

Long Bufan reacted in an instant, and the sword cry that entered his ears was like an awl piercing into Long Bufan's spiritual sea.

Could it be that this black sword was the so-called soul attack?

Obviously, Fang Baiyu had directly attached the Sword Intent in his soul to his sword move. That was why he was able to make a Soul Attack!

Boom!

A black sword suddenly appeared in Long Bufan's spiritual sea. With a slash of the sword, monstrous waves were set off in his spiritual sea.

"Ah —" Long Bufan held his head with a painful expression and let out a miserable howl. He fell from the sky with blood flowing out of his seven orifices.

"You lost." Fang Baiyu looked at Long Bufan who was curled up into a ball and said indifferently. At this moment, his face was very pale. This move had consumed most of his soul power, and it would have a backlash effect on his body since his soul power was not strong.

But seeing his opponent fall in front of him, it was all worth it. Fang Baiyu felt a sense of accomplishment.

"It's an honor for you to be able to force me to use my black sword."

However, just as the corner of his mouth curled up, a sly voice suddenly sounded behind him, "You lost."

Fang Baiyu's body trembled. He turned around in disbelief, and his pupils contracted. He saw a young man who looked exactly like Long Bufan. He was holding a short 'spear' in his hand, and his index finger gently pulled the inner ring.

Bang!

Along with the shocking sound of the gunshot, a scorching flame suddenly burst out from the black muzzle. The explosive rune hidden in the bullet was instantly activated by Long Bufan's thought.

Boom! The flame bloomed, and the protective shield outside Fang Baiyu's body was directly blown up. His whole body shook violently, and he could only hear the continuous roar in his ears. The world was spinning.

Long Bufan took advantage of the situation and quickly flew forward. He fiercely punched Fang Baiyu out of the arena, and he vomited blood in the air.

Bang!

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