Rebirth of the Alone Rivers and Lakes

Chapter 162 Wine Sword Immortal

"You are already half-first at a young age. You have already been given a place in the rookie list, and you can be regarded as a genius. It is a pity that you did something you shouldn't do."

The old man was secretly startled.

Fang Xiu's age and strength, among the juniors he has met, can be regarded as the top one.

"Are you from the Flying Star Sword Sect?"

Although Fang Xiu's words were doubtful, he said them firmly.

"Flying Star Sword Sect Deacon, Wine Sword Immortal Huangshan!"

The old man, that is, Huang Shan, the Immortal of Wine Sword, looked solemn and said seriously.

Wine Sword Fairy?
Fang Xiu glanced at the wine gourd in Huang Shan's hand, and then saw the sharp sword stuck in the ground.

"You said that Fang has a big tone, but Fang thinks that you have a big tone, and you dare to match the word sword fairy. I don't know what you are capable of!"

"The name Jiujianxian is just a nickname given by friends in the Jianghu. Gang Leader Fang doesn't have to take it seriously, but Gang Leader Fang may be able to see the old man's skills."

Huang Shan was not annoyed by Fang Xiu's words, but took another sip of wine.

Fang Xiu sneered.

If it was really like what Huang Shan said, the other party would not have put the word "Jiu Jianxian" first when introducing himself.

It is clear that he is proud of his title, so he will talk about it.

"It seems that today is not going around."

"The fault of Chief Fang is that he killed me from the Flying Star Sword Sect, otherwise, with the talent and talent of Chief Fang, he is enough to enter the Flying Star Sword Sect and become an elite disciple.

Or it might not be true disciples, it's just a pity that Gang Leader Fang failed to seize this opportunity.

After today, there will be one less young genius in the rivers and lakes. "

Huang Shan shook his head, as if feeling sorry for Fang Xiu.

In his eyes, Fang Xiu had no other way out.

Half-step first-class martial arts are extraordinary in the eyes of others, but in the eyes of acquired masters, that's the same thing.

If you haven't set foot on the boundary between heaven and man, you will never know how big the gap between the two is.

"Don't talk too much, it's not certain who will win the deer!"

Fang Xiu's hand was quietly pressed on the hilt of his sword.

Huangshan grasped the void, and the long sword stuck on the ground was immediately taken into his hand.

The meaning of chilling pervades the space between the two of them.

The wind blew slowly, lifting a fallen leaf and floating in the middle.

锃!
The sword light was dazzling, and the sound of the long sword passing through the scabbard was breathtaking.

Hunyuan Tiangong zhenqi was attached to the Taiping sword, and the sword qi burst out like thunder, and the fallen leaves on the ground were wiped out by the invisible strong wind at this moment, turning into dust.

"it is good!"

Huang Shan shouted "Hello".

It was also a sudden movement, the tip of the long sword was lightly tapped, and circles of sword flowers emerged after dancing. The body of the sword was like a magnet that attracted everything, pulling everything that could be pulled.

With the momentum of thunder, the Taiping sword pierced through the middle of the sword flower, and the true energy that belongs to Hunyuan Heavenly Art erupted.

hum-

The silent fluctuations, centered on the two, spread in all directions, stirring up dust all over the sky.

Tear!

Blood, accompanied by the flickering of the sword light, floated in the air.

Fang Xiu retreated with one blow, barely standing on the ground.

A sword wound suddenly appeared on the chest, about half an inch wide, and the blood seeped out unstoppably.

He stretched out his hand and tapped his chest a few times, stopping the wound slightly, and Fang Xiu looked towards Huangshan.

There was also a smear of blood on the tip of the Taiping sword, very faint, almost undetectable.

"What a fast sword, what a domineering swordsmanship!"

Huang Shan looked down at his chest. A red spot appeared on the skin inside the clothes that had been pierced by the long sword. The red spot became bigger at a speed invisible to the naked eye, turning into blood beads and falling down.

Huang Shan had to admit that Fang Xiu's sword had reached the pinnacle of his current state.

Even he has almost never seen a sword that is faster than Fang Xiu.

If the realm is the same, he is already the dead soul of the opponent's sword at this time.

Fang Xiu smiled disdainfully, and said sarcastically: "The name of Jiu Jianxian is nothing more than that, even my half-step first-class can't kill me, if it were me, you would be dead."

"Indeed, if you and I switch places, I will be the one who will die right now."

Huang Shan nodded in agreement, and said: "Your martial arts at the level of innate secret records should not only be a small success, but also a proficiency level, or the level of reaching the pinnacle.

It's just that sometimes, the realm of cultivation is the most important thing. No matter how advanced the swordsmanship is, what's the use if the realm can't keep up.

If you are a first-rate martial artist, you may still have a chance to survive.

Half-step first-class, not enough! "

To be able to lower him by so many realms, and break his almost perfect acquired swordsmanship, can only be achieved by this level of innate martial arts.

"Is it enough, you will know if you try it!"

After the words fell, Fang Xiu bullied himself up, drew his sword technique out of its sheath again, the sword energy pierced through the air, and the power of the sword was like lightning.

Clang!Clang!Clang!
One sword after another, Fang Xiu's energy and spirit were completely immersed in it, repeatedly drawing the sword, drawing the sword, and withdrawing the sword, without a moment's pause or sluggishness.

Every sword is connected flawlessly, and the sword energy is endless, as terrifying as the bright sun in the sky.

Since the other party wanted to kill him, Fang Xiu would not choose to let him go without a fight even if his cultivation was defeated, and he was willing to die.

Whoever wants to kill him must be prepared to be killed!
Huang Shan's pupils widened, and he didn't dare to relax for a moment. As he swung his long sword, his true energy flowed out, forming sword circles one after another, trapping Fang Xiu's majestic sword force layer by layer.

The sword circle disappeared and came back again, and the sword energy soared into the sky with endless momentum.

Every time Fang Xiu swung his sword, his aura reached a new peak.

The speed of the sword was also getting faster and faster, until it was hard to see with the naked eye.

Huang Shan's steps were steady, and every time he caught a sword, he took a step back, firmly defending against the fatal attack of each sword.

After arriving, Huangshan resisted almost by feeling.

It's just that he didn't feel any panic in his heart. Under the circulation of his true energy, the sword circles piled up one after another, allowing Fang Xiu to attack in every possible way, and he defended it with a single sword.

"This child is terrifying, if he is immortal, his achievements will be limitless!"

Huang Shan swung his sword while staring at Fang Xiu's movements.

He is a majestic acquired master, but he only took advantage of it from the very beginning.

After that, he fell into a passive situation, and could only defend with the sword, but had no chance to attack.

It's not that he has no chance to fight back, but that Fang Xiu's sword drawing skills are too terrifying. If he counterattacks, although he can kill Fang Xiu, he may also be seriously injured by the opponent's sword.

Huangshan has no plans to fight to the end with a half-step first-class warrior.

As long as he defends with his sword, when the opponent's aura reaches its peak, when there is no further achievement, the aura will inevitably drop. At that time, it will be the real opportunity to make a move.

Do it all at once, second time tired, third time exhausted.

Fang Xiu didn't care about Huangshan's thoughts at all.

He is now in a strange feeling, every time he draws his sword, he has a mysterious feeling, and he is gradually addicted to it.

(End of this chapter)