Keyboard Immortal Chapter 1115: You also use a sword?
Han Fengqiu was also cold, and when he saw Hu Xin coming towards him, he almost blurted out "Don't suffer me".
But after all, he is a master who has practiced for many years, and his mind has already been extremely determined, and he knows that he can't panic at this time.
The long sword in his hand directly turned into a sword energy and attacked the key point on Zaan's body. If the opponent did not give up chasing and killing Huxin, he would definitely be hit hard by this sword.
As long as Huxin is rescued, although the guy has his front paws cut off, he is still a top 9-Rank master, and the two of them will still have the strength to fight together.
Seeing the sharp sword coming from the fly, Zaan took a step forward, as if that step crossed time and space and appeared directly in front of Hu Xin. In his unbelievable eyes, he directly stabbed him with a sword. The tiger's head was cut off.
Zuan's face sank like water: "This sword is for the innocent thirty-six souls of Murakami."
At this time, Han Fengqiu's long sword arrived, and Zaan flicked the flying sword to the side.
Han Fengqiu summoned Feijian back to him, his face very ugly.
He never imagined that Zaan's cultivation was so high that he would kill a master of the same level under his nose.
The other dead men in the field are also broken-hearted. Although they are not afraid of death, they usually only deal with enemies with a small gap. If the two sides are vastly different, they will simply die if they are not afraid.
Seeing that Zu An's attention was on Han Fengqiu, a group of people hurriedly fled.
Han Fengqiu's face turned cold, the flying sword in his hand turned into a cold light, and he shuttled directly through the crowd, bursting with blood mist, and in the blink of an eye, none of these dead soldiers survived.
Zuan frowned: "Kill your own people?"
Han Fengqiu sneered: "Fleeing before the battle, be executed according to the law!"
"You don't seem to be as scared as you were just now?" Zaun was a little surprised. The other party's momentum was getting stronger and stronger, and it was growing at a rate visible to the naked eye.
"Why are you afraid? The reason why you killed Huxin so easily just now is mainly because his talent was just restrained by you. You should have some kind of mental attack method, plus the strange movement, Huxin was frightened. I was only taken advantage of by you when I broke my courage."
Han Fengqiu analyzed that, as one of the several major worshipers under the command of Prince Qi's mansion, this time he went out to **** the prince, and Prince Qi naturally gave him a lot of magic weapons.
For example, the heart guard that just saved his life, and a jade pendant specially designed to deal with mental attacks.
So he calmed down when he wondered how Zaun had just won over Huxin.
As a top swordsman, he has enough confidence in his swordsmanship.
In addition, his sword is called the Abeluo Sword. It has a magical nature on it, and he has been repressed and dared not let it show its influence in the past.
Nowadays, there are naturally not so many scruples in the battle between life and death. The reason why he flew the sword to kill the dead just now was not to enforce the military law, but to let the Abeluojian drink the blood of the masters.
The higher the cultivation level of the person who kills, the more blood they drink, and the more powerful the sword will be.
Zuan also apparently noticed the sword, which was gradually glowing red: "So it is, to sacrifice it to such a degree that you don't know how many people you have killed over the years."
It's not too short for him to come to this world. He has already seen many vicious cultivation methods, so he can guess the state of this sword at a glance.
Han Fengqiu proudly said: "The weak eat the strong, it is the law of the world, and it is their honor to be the nourishment of my Abeluo sword."
"And you will be the 1000th master who died under the sword of Abeluo. Your cultivation base and your blood are enough to make him completely sublime. Even if he faces a master in the future, I will not be afraid, hahahaha ."
As soon as he finished speaking, he swung the sword in his hand and transformed into countless sword qi that shot towards Zaun.
The magic of Abeluo's sword can distort the eyes of the enemy and confuse their minds. The combination of other people's swords is mixed with the sword light in the sky. He is confident that one move will severely damage the opponent.
The strength shown by the other party is too surprising. Last time in the capital, he felt that Zaan was just taking advantage of the opportunity, and it was easy to take his own life.
It's been a long time, and he can't see through the other party.
If you give Zaun time to grow up, and wait until the next time we meet, will you not be rubbed against the ground by him?
Thinking of this, he is no longer merciful, making sure that this blow kills it in the bud.
However, his eyes widened suddenly, because he sensed a stronger and more fierce sword energy descending from the sky and covering his whole body.
His own sword qi met those sword qi that fell from the sky, as if Canxue met the scorching sun, and quickly dissipated.
Just then, he noticed Zaun swinging his sword towards him.
He was not surprised but delighted, because he fell behind in the sword qi competition, but if it was a sword in his hand, he would have a huge advantage.
Able Sword is a heaven-level sword. It has just drank full of blood, and its state has reached its peak. It can be said to be cutting iron like mud.
"Heaven has a way, you don't go, **** has no door, you break in!" Han Fengqiu grinned and slashed directly with his sword.
Click!
With a crisp sound, the smile on Han Fengqiu's face has not disappeared, and her eyes are full of astonishment.
He looked at the Abeluo sword, which was only half left in his hand, and then looked down at the sword that was inserted into the big hole in his chest with a look of disbelief.
"You also use a sword?"
Zuan slowly drew the Tai'a sword back.
Han Fengqiu was angry and anxious, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and the whole person fell to the ground.
Although the opponent's sword did not cost him his life, it abolished most of his cultivation, and the remaining cultivation can only guarantee that he will not die from such a serious injury.
"How is it possible, is your sword a fairy-level?" He stared at the simple and unpretentious long sword in the opponent's hand, never expecting that his Abeluo sword would be cut off.
"I ask, you answer." Zaan had no interest in answering his question, but asked directly, "Where's Zhao Zhi?"
Han Fengqiu turned his face to one side and expressed his attitude with silence.
Zuan sneered: "Oh, are you still pretending to be tough, when I don't torture people?"
"It falls into your hands, and all of your cultivation will be abolished. If you want to kill it, you will kill it. There is so much nonsense." Han Fengqiu's heart was ashes, and naturally he was not afraid of death.
Zuan said lightly: "You should know that there are many things in this world that are more terrible than death." After that, he put Tai'a sword on his finger and gestured.
Han Fengqiu's eyelids twitched, but she said bravely, "Do you want to chop off my fingers? Anyway, I'm already a crippled person now. It doesn't make any difference if I have fingers or not. Not even a frown!"
"Cut it down one by one, you think it's beautiful!" Zaun laughed, "There is a saying in my hometown to describe a bully, that he will slap a dog when he passes by, and cut an earthworm in half when he sees it. I've always been curious about his vertical cutting technique, why don't you try it with your fingers today, don't worry, you have ten toes in addition to ten fingers, I can try it slowly and see if you can Stick to the first few roots."
As he spoke, he raised his fingers up, and held the blade of the sword at the front of his fingers, ready to cut.
Han Fengqiu really made her scalp go numb when she heard it. If her fingers were chopped off, it would be a pain.
The key is that he is very clear that even if he can support the first few fingers with great perseverance, he will still collapse in the back. In the end, he still has to say, why should he suffer from that kind of flesh and blood.
Thinking of this, he sighed resignedly: "You won, I said."
Zuan looked at him coldly, but did not withdraw his sword.
Han Fengqiu had no choice but to hurriedly said: "This matter is over, the prince has already returned early."
"Leave so early?" Zaun said in disbelief.
"The bitter cold in Yunzhong County is not as prosperous as the capital city, and the border here is extremely chaotic, so the prince naturally doesn't want to stay any longer."
"Doesn't it matter if you get rid of Jian Taiding and the Pegasus Chamber of Commerce?" Zaan frowned, "What's your plan!"