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"Is this the Dharma Realm... What an invincible monster!" Fang Baoyu wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and his gentle and jade-like temperament became a little embarrassed.
Originally, he was in charge of Huanjia Fang's business in the ghost market. As the Northeast Prefecture was occupied and in war, Huanjia Fang's began to shrink its power. Even with its rich heritage, it could supply a territory even if it was self-produced and sold.
of people live for hundreds of years.
However, some cultivation resources need to be purchased from outside, and the ghost market is an excellent external channel.
Therefore, Fang Baoyu, who has just broken through the celestial realm, needs to stay in the ghost market permanently.
He readily agreed to this, and he also knew that there was a high probability that the Huanjia Fang clan would join the ghost market like the Quxi Yuan clan, but because of the geographical distance and the increasingly complicated situation, the clan leader
I still have some concerns.
Fang Baoyu, who has gradually regarded Guoshi as one of his own in his heart, after hearing that Qin Fan sent someone to inform him if he wanted to see the strength of Dharma Realm warriors, as a swordsman who focuses on martial arts, he must have directly agreed.
Come down.
As a result, the powerlessness he felt at this time taught him a deep lesson.
"According to the information investigated by Ghost Market, his combat power should be suppressed by 80 to 90%, so we still have a chance." Black Thirteen is in better condition. After all, he is a man who has touched the threshold of the field.
"Is there really a chance?" Shui Niesheng looked a little frustrated, and the long sword that had lost its rust fell alone ten steps away from him.
He looked at Yuan Shisanxian, who was still vomiting blood, and then glanced at Wang Jingyu, who was controlling his murderous aura and temporarily stopping Guo Hou.
The surrounding players who were still cheering for them were attacked by the aftermath, and most of the spell barriers intercepting them were damaged. As a result, some players died silently and disappeared directly.
Tragic! Too miserable!
They were so ambitious when they came on stage, but now they are like dead dogs that have been beaten into the dust.
"Pick up your sword!" Shui Niesheng was startled by the sudden explosion in his ears, and he looked at Black Thirteen blankly.
Black Thirteen took a deep breath and said:
"The Lord said that you and I are in somewhat similar situations, and asked me to help you find a new goal. Plus, you and I are both swordsmen, so we should have a lot in common, but now I feel that the Lord's idea is wrong.
A guy who can't even hold a sword is not worthy of the word swordsman!"
After the words fell, Black Thirteen once again used his domain skill - Fifteen Deadly Swords - Reincarnation!
The deathly aura covered all directions, which also caused Guo Hou, who was about to kill Wang Jingyu, to freeze for a moment. Fang Baoyu, who found the opportunity, used the wind and sand in the sky as a sword at the same time, condensing into a roaring sandstorm to engulf him!
And as a fatal black light penetrated it, disdainful laughter resounded throughout the world again.
"Hahahaha, is that the only way?"
A palm suddenly tore open the roaring sandstorm, and Guo Hou's figure was revealed. His other silver-gloved palm still held a trace of the death sword energy that lingered for a long time.
"Weak! Too weak! Even if it's a so-called trap, the result of a group of weak people ambushing a strong one is just a trap!"
At this moment, Marquis Guo no longer felt that uneasy feeling. He admitted that he began to feel confused after he guessed that there was a spy in his side and was suddenly plotted to invite you to commit suicide.
But the result is this?
The five little ants in the Celestial Realm, except for the sword technique that touches the domain skill, which may cause some damage to him, the others are simply too weak!
If he were in his prime, one punch would kill all five of them!
But the next result is similar. Even if he is turned into a dog, he can still beat a person to death with three punches.
Then he moved his somewhat stiff neck, and a clicking sound was heard. As he glanced around, he immediately identified the target to be hammered to death.
That fool who was still slumped on the ground and couldn't even hold the sword!
At this time, Shui Nisheng looked forward blankly, his eyes unfocused, as if he was thinking about something.
Black Thirteen's words just now shocked him. When did Hei Shisan lose control of his sword?
And do you consider yourself a swordsman?
He embarked on the path of martial arts because of his physical constitution. At first, he thought about how to survive.
But as he mastered the "Tian Jue Sword Qi" and developed sword bones to renew his veins, he had passed the first danger. Before he could enjoy the glory of a genius swordsman, he was suddenly framed and framed.
Let him become a golden corpse and lie dormant for decades.
After regaining consciousness again, what he wanted was revenge.
What I want is to clear my grievances and investigate the truth.
And this goal has been achieved.
Bi Po Qiong, who had pushed him to this point, paid a corresponding price. The Underworld Corpse Cult that once tortured him has been destroyed. The meeting with his junior sister in the imperial city can be regarded as a complete end to everything about Hua Wusheng.
But what next?
He was confused.
He is not that enthusiastic about martial arts. At first, he simply wants to live. Then step by step, he will work hard to survive. He must keep practicing.
As for kendo, he probably loves it.
The feeling of exploring the mysteries of the sword made him immersed, and the feeling of exploring and researching his own sword intention made him even more happy.
Does he really not know his future goals?
He knew, but he wasn't so urgent.
Because Qin Fan's power and the power of Ghost Market have always protected him from the wind and rain. Although he played a role in being able to complete his revenge, it was only a very small part of it.
Perhaps it was because he was able to achieve his goal so easily that he began to slack off and fell into this confusion of doing nothing.
In other words, his original intention to become stronger was no longer firm, and he gradually fell into a state of ruin.
So he can no longer hold the sword.
"Why are you like this?" Shui Nisheng looked at his trembling right hand at a loss.
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"careful!"
The shouts that resounded in his ears made Shui Nisheng raise his head subconsciously. Unexpectedly, a shadow had enveloped him. The Dharma behind him was more like a terrifying giant that covered the sky and the sun. There was no teasing or taunting.
Guo Hou made a decisive move and punched out. This punch that condensed the power of the Dharma caused ripples in the surrounding space. The huge punch pressure swallowed up the void and instantly made Shui Nisheng feel suffocated!
And a figure dragging a stream of blood, like a black and red meteor, broke through the space blockade and stood in front of Shui Nisheng!
It’s Black Thirteen!
As a killer, everyone knows that his sword skills are superb, but few know that his physical skills are stronger than his sword.
But I don't know whether it was luck or misfortune. Before Guo Hou's fist fell, he successfully prevented Shui Niesheng from being killed by a punch. But this also meant that he had to face that fierce and overbearing force.
The strength of the punch!
Seeing the fist continuously enlarging, as if it was going to blow Black Thirteen's head to pieces, the confusion in Shui Niesheng's eyes completely disappeared. At this moment, his only self-pity for himself turned into angry bloodshot eyes.
eye.
And it was too late for him to pull Black Thirteen behind him. It seemed that he could only watch all this happen, but could do nothing!
Guo Hou, who was still showing a ferocious smile, suddenly became stagnant because he didn't know when the wind had started. His fist was like a mud cow entering the sea and stopped a foot away from Black Thirteen, but it was difficult to move forward. However, the remaining energy of the explosion still pushed Black away.
Thirteen and Shui Nirsen flew away.
He did not pursue the victory, but looked at one place with a solemn expression.
There was a small figure there, pointing at him with dead eyes and saying firmly: "No!"