Chapter 986 Who was it made by?

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 The sudden sound made Gu Xia's heart beat wildly and his soul flew out of his mind.

He suddenly jumped a few feet to the left and turned his head in panic to look in the direction of the sound.

I didn't know when a man in gray clothes appeared in front of me, staring at me blankly.

This man's facial features can be regarded as regular, but his face has no expression at all. He looks a bit dull, making it impossible to understand his thoughts at all.

The gray cloth has been washed and turned white, but it is still clean and spotless, as if someone has carefully taken care of it. The iron sword at the waist is slightly rusty, and it is unclear whether it is a weapon or a decoration.

The appearance of the visitor was not an exaggeration, but it stirred up a storm in Gu Xia's heart.

If I had to describe this feeling, it would be that the mantis, which was about to catch the cicada, suddenly turned around and suddenly found a huge oriole behind it, staring at it eagerly, ready to pounce.

The two of them stared at each other, and no one spoke, and the scene fell into silence for a while.

"who are you?"

After a long while, Gu Xia came back to his senses, swallowed hard, and asked with difficulty.

"maple."

The man in gray remained expressionless and just said one word lightly.

You really cherish words like gold!

Gu Xia had a dark face and was very dissatisfied with this slightly pretentious behavior.

With just such a word, he couldn't even tell whether it was the other party's name or code name.

"laugh!"

However, just when his lips moved slightly and he was about to ask again, Feng suddenly pulled out his iron sword and stabbed him straight at him without saying a word.

This sword seems simple, but in fact it is vicious. It goes straight to Gu Xia's heart. It is ruthless and accurate, without any unnecessary movements.

Without years of hard practice, the technique would never have been polished to such a simple and pure state.

In Feng's hands, the ordinary rusty iron sword actually emitted a white light as warm as jade, which was beautiful and brilliant, making people take one look at it and never want to look away again.

Damn it!

What a despicable person!

Gu Xia was still thinking about how to write the word "Maple", but he didn't expect that the other party didn't follow martial ethics and just drew his sword and stabbed. He was caught off guard and was immediately forced by the sword to panic and become embarrassed. He cursed the other party in his heart for being shameless.

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Seeing the man in gray moving swiftly and unimpeded in his own saint's domain, Gu Xia knew that the other man also had a saint-level cultivation.

When he thought about it, his strength had reached this level and he was already on top of the world. He was definitely a respectable person. Before the fight, he should introduce himself to his family and say a few words about the situation.

The other party is a dignified saint, but he carries out sneak attacks unscrupulously. It is unavoidable that he has lowered his status and is disgraceful.

Little did they know that Feng Nai was an assassin, and sneak attacks were his main job. Using his name to attract the opponent's attention, and taking advantage of the opponent's distraction to launch a thunderous strike to kill the target, were his usual tricks.

What is aboveboard and what is a fair fight has no meaning in his eyes.

Finally, Gu Xia had the ultimate control over his own spiritual power. After paying the price of a blood stain, he finally managed to escape and get rid of the threat of this sword.

Seeing that this blow failed to kill him, Feng did not pursue him, but instead sheathed his sword and retreated, standing attentively.

Having gone through the tough assassin training of Wanjin Tower, his mind has long been as solid as a rock, as peaceful as water, and he will never lose his mind.

Chasing and fighting will only destroy your own fighting rhythm.

"A despicable villain who only knows how to sneak attack."

Gu Xia got a chance to breathe, and immediately his tiger body trembled, the energy in his body surged, his spiritual power condensed to its peak, and a frightening light shot out from his eyes, "I will let Gu teach you to be good, be careful if you continue to slip up, in

In the face of absolute strength, it is nothing more than a joke!"

Before he finished speaking, he had already climbed up, raised his right arm and swung it out fiercely. The terrifying punch that condensed all the spiritual power in his body almost made the world change color.

He possesses a physique that allows him to control the spiritual power within his body to the utmost.

Although this physique doesn't sound very powerful, it has unparalleled practical value.

Because no matter how high-level his skills are or how clever his spiritual skills are, in actual combat, he can only unleash his spiritual power sixty-seven times out of ten.

Just like an ordinary person beating a wall with his fist, under the action of the body's self-protection mechanism, it is impossible to fully exert the power in the body.

However, Gu Xia, who has this kind of physique, can completely control every bit of spiritual power in his body and use it to one hundred percent or even more.

Therefore, when the same moves are performed in his hands, the power is always 30 to 40% better than others, which is equivalent to a permanent BUFF that strengthens 30% to 40%. When competing with practitioners of the same realm, he will naturally have the upper hand.

Invincible.

This ability is somewhat similar to the power of humanity in the six forms of the reincarnation body.

Facing this domineering fist that condensed his spiritual power to the extreme, Feng didn't show any panic on his face. He just raised the iron sword in his hand and slashed forward lightly.

The sword seemed to be ordinary, but Gu Xia's expression changed drastically, his punches stopped abruptly, he hurriedly retreated, and rolled backwards.

The power of Feng's casual sword was actually much more powerful than Gu Xia's fist infused with 100% spiritual power!

How can it be?

What kind of magical skill did he use?

Why can you exert your spiritual power to such an extent?

As he rolled backwards, Gu Xia had a look of disbelief on his face. He couldn't believe that his fist, which contained 100% spiritual power, could not match his opponent's strength.

This time, Feng did not stop. Instead, he kicked his legs and his body suddenly jumped out. He appeared in front of Gu Xia in an instant, raised his sword high, and struck him again.

Feeling the shocking power contained in this sword, Gu Xia couldn't help but sweat on his forehead. He retracted and extended his right hand, and suddenly a sharp dagger with cold light appeared in his palm, and he decisively moved towards the iron sword.

"when!"

Accompanied by a clear sound of the collision of gold and iron, Gu Xia watched dumbly as he spent a huge sum of money to hire a master of weapon refinement who had lived in seclusion for many years. After sixty-six and thirty-six days, he forged the "Hidden Dragon" with painstaking efforts. "Dagger", the rusty iron sword in Feng's hand was cut into two pieces as easily as cutting tofu.

The iron sword that cut off the dagger was only slightly hindered, but still moved forward bravely, ruthlessly cutting a long and diagonal gap in Gu Xia's chest. Bright blood droplets scattered in all directions, setting off a small burst of blood. Red drizzle.

A sharp pain came from his chest. Gu Xia bared his teeth, his face turned pale, and his tall body seemed to be slightly unsteady.

Feng's sword moves did not contain any additional damage such as cold air, poisonous energy, etc., but they still caused him unimaginable pain.

Without him, the power of this sword is too strong!

"You, which master made this divine sword of yours?"

After staring at the broken dagger in his hand for a long time with distress, Gu Xia suddenly raised his head, stared straight into his eyes, and asked solemnly, word by word.

When he thought about it, although this sword looked shabby, it could easily cut off his own Hidden Dragon Dagger. It must be the painstaking work of some top master.

"Bought from the blacksmith shop on the roadside for fifteen silver dollars."

Feng's answer was far beyond his expectation, "I don't know the blacksmith's name."

Is it an ordinary iron sword?

How could an ordinary iron sword cut off my Hidden Dragon Dagger?

Gu Xia's heart was filled with turmoil, and the words "You fart" almost came to his lips.

However, looking at Feng Gujing Mubo's dull face, he forcefully swallowed these three words.

For some reason, he instinctively felt that the man in front of him was not lying.

In other words, he didn't bother to lie at all.

Could it be that his spiritual skills are special?

"What kind of magical skill did you just do?"

Gu Xia, who had gotten into trouble, couldn't help but ask.

"Spiritual skill?" Feng was stunned for a moment, then shook his head and said, "It's just a flat cut."

Gu Xia: “…..”

I can exert one hundred percent of my spiritual power!

I possess the top spiritual skills taught by Beidou-sama!

I spent a lot of money to ask Master Mo Ya to make this Hidden Dragon Dagger!

In the Valley of Strangers, I am the one who practices the hardest!

I have done everything to the extreme, but I can't resist his iron sword?

Is the gap between people really that big?

Under Feng's few words, Gu Xia, who had always been strong-willed and kind-hearted, was actually shocked to the point where his expression became dull, his eyesight became dull, and he fell into deep self-isolation.

Seeing his opponent in a daze, Feng would naturally not be polite.

He jumped up, raised the rusty iron sword in his hand again, and struck hard at Gu Xia's head.

Another flat chop!



Could it be that this king is destined to commit evil?

What sins did I commit in my previous life to make me so unlucky?

Somewhere on the grassland, Jin Xi and the blond man looked up at the sky, their faces became very ugly, and unknowingly, they greeted their previous selves in their hearts.

Recognizing that this person was Eugene, the top master from the Stranger Valley, with infinite strange powers, his heart instantly sank to the bottom...?


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