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Chapter forty-ninth fairy ape

 It’s actually this person?!

Yan Pingchuan's heart suddenly shook, and he felt a sense of absurdity.

A young boy who had just joined Henglian and was not yet eighteen years old actually dared to go deep into Jingmao Warehouse alone to assassinate him?!

Moreover, judging from the attack just now, the opponent really almost succeeded.

Not only is this person so bold, but he is also so skilled? Was Feng Yingtang's previous inaction all just an act?

However, since the most dangerous attack has been avoided by him, it means that the other party's action has completely failed!

In a head-to-head confrontation, there is no reason for him to lose to his opponent!

Even Liu Changfeng from Xiaolin Martial Arts School couldn't kill him one on one!

Bang!!

He suddenly circulated his energy and blood, and his body's energy and blood surged. His two slightly skinny arms were instantly covered by the surge of energy and expanded in a circle. Looking at Zhao Xuanqi's figure, his eyes flashed with a frightening ferocious light.

It just so happens that by killing this person, we can get greater benefits and rewards from Director Pete!

brush!

At this moment, Zhao Xuanqi moved. After failing to succeed in one attack, he took the initiative to attack again.

His arms were hanging down, as soft as whips, and with a single step, his figure suddenly shot out.

For a moment, even Yan Pingchuan thought it was a huge white ape that jumped over the trees and suddenly attacked him.

Not in the shape of a tiger?

In the flash of lightning, his mind could no longer react too much. Facing Zhao Xuanqi, he had no reason to shrink back.

He took one step forward, holding a two-foot dagger, and directly faced Zhao Xuanqi's attack!

collapse!!

Taking one step forward, his body actually produced the sound of a bowstring being released. His body was like an arrow leaving the string, moving extremely fast.

At the same time, his elbows, waist and shoulders were extremely contracted, as if he had drawn a huge bow and arrow.

The muscles and fascia were stretched violently by him at this moment, filled with terrifying potential energy.

At the moment of attack.

Bang bang bang bang!

Whoosh whoosh whoosh!

The sound of the bow string being released, accompanied by the piercing cry of the dagger piercing the air, was reflected in the light of the room. Countless shadows flashed through the room, like ghosts emerging from the underworld, stabbing each other from all weird angles.

came out and enveloped Zhao Xuanqi's whole body.

The Thirteen Swords of Ghost Sect!

This is the secret story on which Yan Pingchuan became famous!

This is an extremely cruel and brutal killing swordsmanship. All the secret training is to improve the warrior's attack speed and attack the opponent with extremely fast speed and strange angles. It is like the practitioner has opened the gate of hell and released the choice.

The ferocious ghost that eats people, hence the name "Ghost Sect"!

Therefore, in order to pursue faster shooting speed, martial artists who practice this boxing method often have a lean body shape and lose all the muscles and fat that are hindered by the shooting!

As for Yan Pingchuan, he was secretly cultivated by the Geely Empire and obtained the increase of the secret medicine. The strength and elasticity of his ligaments are far superior to ordinary people, which makes his swordsmanship even further forward. He is Liu Changfeng.

Such a talented martial arts master also suffered a lot in his first contact with this person. He suffered at least three sword wounds in his body. In the end, he used his tyrannical physique to force Yan Pingchuan to retreat with serious injuries.

However, this also proves that Yan Pingchuan is an extraordinary person and is capable of threatening the true legacy of the three major martial arts schools.

However, facing the attacks of countless ghostly sword shadows, there was no fear in Zhao Xuanqi's eyes.

On the contrary, the blood color became even richer.

At this moment, he seemed to have forgotten himself.

He completely transformed into an ape.

Living in the mountains, he eats the essence of the sun and moon, swallows the air of clouds and mists, uses branches as swords, and uses wind as his enemy.

Split the clouds and fog, catch the wind and make shadows!

This is the Immortal Ape!

Air flow, breathing sound, sense of crisis...

The meaning of the beasts is fully activated!

Before Zhao Xuanqi started the operation, he had already obtained Yan Pingchuan's esoteric information. After all, this person had fought head-on with Liu Changfeng, and the characteristics of his esoteric teachings were no longer a secret!

The murderous swordsmanship, which is famous for its extremely fast speed and weird angles, the physical talent that has been strengthened by secret medicine, and the physical bonus brought by a higher level of practice than his own.

The combined attack of these characteristics is indeed difficult to completely dodge.

However, it doesn't need to be avoided completely.

Yan Pingchuan has a fatal weakness. Although the Thirteen Swords of Ghost Gate are powerful in killing, while pursuing speed, the strength and defense of the body will be greatly reduced.

Faced with countless ghostly sword strikes, Zhao Xuanqi moved.

Swish, brush, brush!!

The two arms holding daggers suddenly struck out like long whips, and countless afterimages were also drawn under the light.

Face to face with the sword!

The arms of both sides seemed to disappear in the light for an instant, with countless shadows and cold light flashing continuously.

The scalp-numbing sound of sharp knives piercing the air, the sound of gold and iron clashing, makes people's blood pressure continue to rise.

Stab, sting, sting!!

The sound of sharp blades cutting through the skin was heard. Zhao Xuanqi's body instantly received three or four scratches, and blood spurted out.

However, Yan Pingchuan's heart became increasingly cold.

why why?!

It’s always a little bit worse?! Just a little bit worse?!

Obviously his speed is not as fast as mine, how did he avoid it? How did he move? What kind of swordsmanship is this?!

He knew very well that those scars could not cause substantial harm to Zhao Xuanqi. Instead, the other party was constantly pulling his attacks and controlling his rhythm. The more he attacked, the more powerless he felt from the bottom of his heart.

During the collision, he looked into Zhao Xuanqi's eyes, and what he saw was the extreme indifference and strong killing intent in those blood-red eyes.

Zheng!!

A cold light, like a flashing spiritual light, penetrated his sword net at an extremely incredible angle.

Poof!

A dagger pierced his throat, causing all his movements to stop suddenly.

The slightly thin face was full of disbelief, and he was mumbling, not knowing what he wanted to say.

Zhao Xuanqi suddenly twisted the dagger in his hand and smashed the opponent's throat. At the same time, he waved his arm and cut across the opponent's throat.

Stab!

Half of Yan Pingchuan's neck was sliced ​​to pieces by a sharp blade. Even at the peak of horizontal training, without the coverage of extremely strong muscles and Qi surge, the weak points are still invulnerable!

The hot blood splashed out, like a fountain, filling half the room in an instant, dotted like countless plum blossoms in full bloom.

Zhao Xuanqi is not a reckless person. The most important reason why he made such a plan is that he is confident enough.

First, Yan Pingchuan is good at killing people with swordsmanship, but his physical strength and defense are not strong, which is what he is good at dealing with now.

Secondly, he knew Yan Pingchuan's secret information, but Yan Pingchuan knew nothing about him, so he thought it was his intention but not his intention.

Looking at Yan Pingchuan who was lying on the ground with no eyes open, feeling the pain from several stab wounds on his body, Zhao Xuanqi took a deep breath.

The confrontation just now seemed to last less than ten seconds, but he was the only one who knew the real danger in it.

Between masters, a slight difference can mean the difference between life and death.

Zhao Xuanqi took out a short whistle from his arms, put it in his mouth and blew it suddenly.

Beep!!

The piercing whistle suddenly flew far away.


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