Absolute Great Teacher Chapter 258: One sword breaks ten thousand styles
"Stable!"
Fang Wuan breathed a sigh of relief, his tense emotions relaxed.
He actually wanted to make one more arrow, but five consecutive rapid shots consumed too much aura and physical strength, and he needed to slow down.
Thinking of this, Fang Wuan lowered his head and looked at the longbow in his hand.
This is the trophy he picked up after killing a Netherwind Lord. This longbow does not require arrows. As long as the bowstring is pulled to release the aura, they will condense into a feather arrow, and It is still translucent, very hidden under the light.
Fang Wuan's archery skills are quite good, so he gave Sun Mo a lot of trouble.
"This round, the final winner is me!"
Fang Wu secretly bubbling with beauty in his heart.
He also followed the Eight Gate Golden Suoyun all the way before he came here. When he was searching nearby, he heard the sound of fighting. Unexpectedly, he sneaked over and saw Sun Mo and Zhang Qianlin fighting to death.
To be honest, Sun Mo's performance was so amazing that Fang Wuan wanted to be called a rival, but what about? Damn it or die!
Mantis catches the cicada, and the oriole is behind. Today, I am the man whom the goddess of luck recommended herself for the pillow seat!
Fang Wuan rushed out of the hiding place and rushed to the three girls. None of these people who knew the secret of the Wind King Palace could stay.
Fang Wu made a quiet voice, raised his hand and raised his bow, aiming at Ying Baiwu. This girl has the strongest combat effectiveness. You must kill her first, or she will run away and find it too troublesome.
The spiritual energy whizzed out from the five fingertips, forming an arrow, but when Fang Wuan was about to shoot an arrow, the next scene in front of Sun Mo left him dumbfounded and almost bit his tongue.
Sun Mo, who has lost his balance, can no longer escape the arrows. The only thing he can do is raise his arms to protect his heart and head.
However, this method is just self-comforting, because the arrow shot by the Fengwang bow is enough to blast a hole in Sun Mo's body, let him taste what is so cold.
Just as Sun Mo was struggling as hard as he could, a silver trail, like a meteor, whizzed past and appeared in front of Sun Mo.
Shoo!
The arrow hit it, then disappeared.
Boom!
Sun Mo fell to the ground.
"Huh?"
The five people present all looked dull.
A silver cloud suspended in the air. Its shape is gossip-like. It is the tenth eight-door golden lock cloud on the list of dark and mysterious species. It is known as a rare treasure in a thousand years!
"Why... why?"
Fang Wuan's forehead is sticky, why does Bamen Jin Suoyun want to block Sun Mo's arrow? Is it possible that he has been surrendered?
No, it shouldn't be! Otherwise, that Sun Mo shouldn't be surprised!
Papaya Niang's red lips have become an ‘O’ shape, is this all right?
"Teacher!"
Li Ziqi reacted, he didn't guess wrong, Bamenjin Suoyun kept peeping at his side, obviously he was interested in the ancient dragon catcher, and wanted to experience the comfortable taste.
"Why?"
Sun Mo also didn't know why, but after he froze for a while, he stopped thinking about the reason, and rushed directly to Fang Wu'an. The longbow in this guy's hand is so powerful that he can no longer shoot arrows.
Melee vs. long-range, it's me who suffers.
Fang Wuan's reaction was also extremely quick. With a swing of the arrow, he left Ying Baiwu and aimed at Sun Mo again.
Shoo!
The translucent arrow, in the eyes of everyone, really flashed and disappeared, incredibly fast.
Sun Mo's eyes widened, and he was trying his best to capture the trajectory of the arrow. The eight-door golden lock cloud snapped and flew in front of him.
Shoo!
After the arrow stuck on the Eight Gate Golden Lock Cloud, it disappeared again, and I don't know where it went.
"Damn it!"
Fang Wuan cursed, even if it was a sacred weapon-level longbow, he threw it away without nostalgia, and instead drew the long sword.
"Go to hell!"
Fang Wuan roared, his sword stabbed in rage.
This blow, without any fancy, is the ultimate in strength and speed.
Puff!
Sun Mo’s cheek was cut by a sharp blade, but when Fang Wuan wanted to change his move and cut off his head, the wooden knife hit Fang Wuan’s shoulder with great strength. on.
Boom!
Fang Wuan staggered back after being beaten.
"Damn it!"
Fang Wuan cursed, if it hadn’t been for too long before dealing with the lord of the spirit wind, it consumed too much physical energy, which caused the deformation of his own strike, otherwise, a face-to-face can send Sun Mo to **** Up.
Sun Mo attacked.
"Arrogant!"
Fang Wu smiled darkly: "Your most correct way is to run away!"
Broken knife style!
Huh! Huh! Huh!
The long sword in Fang Wuan’s hand suddenly burst with dozens of sword shadows. As Fang Wuji’s younger brother, he was valued by President Cao. This guy’s combat effectiveness is really strong, and he grew up, too. Fighting all the way up.
What is a genius?
It means being in adversity, still intent on fighting, thinking about the way to victory.
Fang Wuan can completely retreat quietly, even if he doesn't call his brother next time, he will only come by himself, relying on his heyday, the chance of winning against Sun Mo is quite big, but he does not.
Sun Mo's expression became solemn, he could feel the powerful aura emanating from Fang Wuan, confident, powerful, and proud!
"Kill! Kill! Kill!"
Fang Wu'an roared, and one cut was faster than one.
Sun Mo's photos of the present and the ancients, and Hengsha without a trace, were restrained for the first time. Even if it is a holy level, it is useless to not be able to hit the opponent's body.
Fang Wuan didn't expect to stop all the attacks, so he couldn't resist some of the less harmful moves.
This is a ruthless man!
Sun Mo stared at Fang Wuan and activated God's Insight.
Fang Wuan, twenty-three years old, burns blood six times.
Strength 28, although not a natural divine power, but a strong body.
The intelligence is 26, the fighting intelligence is superb.
Agility 27, don't try to suppress him with speed.
Will 29, mature mind, know how to choose, from childhood to large countless victories, forged a proud heart.
Stamina 27, can't beat you to death, but also consume you.
……
The potential value is extremely high!
Remarks, he is very competitive and he is unwilling to admit defeat. If Fang Wuji is not too good, Fang Wou'an will definitely take his place and become one of the Jinling Shuangbi.
Using exercises, nine styles, saintly low grade.
Noise!
The long sword swept across, leaving a scar on Sun Mo's arm.
"Fight with me, do you dare to distract yourself? Are you despising me?"
Fang Wuan hummed coldly, and suddenly threw out the long sword with one hand.
Tibetan sword style!
Fang Wuan started to counterattack and hit Sun Mo with his bare hands.
"What the hell?"
Ying Baiwu cried out, is this guy going to commit suicide? Because she was a bystander, she didn't realize the horror of the Tibetan sword style.
In front of Sun Mo, Fang Wuan didn't have a sword in his hand, but it was better to have a sword. That long sword was like being controlled by an invisible big hand, constantly stabbing out from all kinds of strange places, making people unpredictable. .
Boom!
Sun Mo and Fang Wuan punched him, but he was still preparing for the next blow, but the long sword sprang from Fang Wuan's ribs and shot towards the neck.
Crimson lips.
Sun Mozhi opened the tip of the sword dangerously.
"Haha, then you are going to die!"
Fang Wuan laughed. It seemed that he had a chance to win, but in fact he was a little anxious, because Sun Mo's defense was so stable that he could not attack for a long time.
The horror of the Tibetan sword style is that the attack is sudden and there is no trace. It feels like walking in the grass full of poisonous snakes. There will be poisonous snakes coming out at any time. When you see it, Has been bitten.
But the Sun Mo in front of him, in a moment, made a move and blocked it.
This physical fitness is too good, right?
Sun Mo has not been defeated for the time being. In addition to having good physical fitness, one aspect is also due to the re-enactment of the Great Universe and Phaseless Art. If the flow of time in his vision does not slow down, he will not have time to react .
The two people were fighting, and the shadows were so heavy that the three girls could not see clearly.
Can't go on like this!
Fang Wu'an's body is a bit unsupported, and the wound that was injured by the lord of the spirit wind has cracked more and must be resolved quickly.
Slap!
Fang Wuan suddenly stretched out his hand, grabbed the long sword, and the aura in his body ran at full speed, performing stunts.
One sword breaks ten thousand styles!
Boom!
Fang Wuan’s whole body momentum rose to the limit in an instant, and he cut out with a single sword. Even the three of Li Ziqi who stayed tens of meters away, felt enveloped by the sword power, with a bone-chilling coldness. Make people cold all over.
Sun Mo did not evade, holding the wooden knife, he took the blow.
According to the other way, return to the body!
Huh!
Fang Fang's long sword cut down, from Sun Mo's right shoulder to his left rib, and Sun Mo's wooden knife, also unceremoniously, cut through his body after half a breath later.
Noise!
Suddenly a lot of blood spurted out of Sun Mo's chest, which directly stained the teacher's robe red.
"Teacher!"
The three girls paled in fright, and ran past.
"Big...big...big universe..."
Fang Wuan looked at Sun Mo with a stunned face. He didn't expect that he would be able to master the school's magical skill of the Heaven Academy. If he knew in advance, he would definitely not use his unique skills so easily.
"Stay away from my teacher!"
Ying Baiwu yelled and swung his sword.
Huh!
The spiritual energy was vented, forming a white bird, passing by at low altitude, and hitting Fang Wuan's body.
Boom!
Fang Wudang fell to the ground.
"Huh?"
Win Baiwu was stunned~IndoMTL.com~ isn't it, so easy to kill? She was ready to fight to death.
"Teacher!"
Lu Zhiruo ran over and hugged Sun Mo, who was about to fall. Thick blood stained her.
"Zhiruo, next time remember, you should make up for the enemy first!"
Sun Mo wanted to touch Papaya Niang's forehead, but when he saw the blood in his hand, he gave up.
Li Ziqi, who was a few steps behind, also ran over. Without even thinking about it, he drew out his dagger and stabbed Fang Wuan in the chest to make sure that he could not die again.
"Dead?"
Win Baiwu frowned.
Huh!
Sun Mo let out a foul breath. This time, it was really a thrill of winning.