Rebirth of the Alone Rivers and Lakes

Chapter 367 The Sword Comes Out
Nangong Jin's heart weakened, and the strength of her attack also slowed down a bit, giving Feng Zai a chance to breathe.

Originally, Nangong Jin was a strong person in the extreme congenital realm, but the gap between Feng Zaisheng, a half-step congenital, was not small, and now he was only able to hold on.

But now Nangong Jin was worried, and it happened that Feng Zai seized the opportunity to save the disadvantaged situation a little bit.

Rumble!
The fight between Fang Xiu and Hui Kong became more and more intense, and the shock caused by it became more and more intense.

The divine weapon is sharp, and Hui Kong has learned from the past. Even if he has the innate qi, he dare not take Tai Ah's edge head-on. He can only use the powerful qi to swing Fangxiu's sword.

Fang Xiu didn't care about these things, Hui Kong was afraid of Tai Ah's sharpness, but he pressed him step by step.

As for whether he relied on the power of the magic weapon to bully others, Fang Xiu never had such an idea.

Swish!Moan!
The sword energy criss-crosses all directions, and the sound of the piano is endless.

Knowing Huikong's concerns, Tai'a seemed to show his former demeanor in Fang Xiu's hands, and a magic weapon was gradually awakening, slowly revealing its majesty.

All of a sudden!
Immediately withdrawing the innate stellar qi, Huikong clasped his hands together, letting the sword qi approach him and still did not move, but lightly proclaimed the Buddha's name, and a breath of compassion radiated from him.

At the same time, Huikong's face also became peaceful, and he pushed out a palm with a smile on the corner of his mouth. The true temperature was as moist as jade, and when the sword energy could be touched, the killing sword energy stagnated immediately, and then disappeared in Huikong. in front of you.

"Put down the butcher knife and become a Buddha immediately!"

Huikong said with compassion, and pushed out the single palm again, and an invisible wave spread out around him, and the ubiquitous sword energy was wiped out after touching this wave.

At that moment, Fang Xiu had the urge to let go of Tai Ah.

But in an instant, the sword intent dispelled this feeling.

For a moment, Huikong seemed to turn into a Buddha, and every move contained an aura of compassion and compassion. This wave of fluctuations continued to spread, affecting both the Feng family and the Nangong family.

Many people unconsciously put down the weapons in their hands, and there were also expressions of compassion on their faces, half smiling and half crying, which made people feel weird.

"presumptuous!"

Fang Xiu shouted loudly, and the sword intent burst out with his loud shout, and within a breath, the wave was torn into pieces.

Tai'a sword wrapped in endless sharpness, and slashed down towards Huikong fiercely.

retreat!

Huikong reacted immediately, the sharpness of the divine soldier was not something he could rely on physically, and his body also retreated almost at the same time.

But he is fast, and there are others faster than him.

锃!
A beam of sword light pierced the night sky, and a unparalleled sword energy pierced through the void, as if piercing through the barrier of heaven and earth, piercing through the barrier of space, and stabbing towards Huikong.

Stab it!

The cassock on Huikong's body was broken at the sound, and he even felt a slight tingling pain in his chest, as if something had pierced it.

retreat!

retreat!retreat!

The shadow of death enveloped his heart, Huikong retreated again and again, but the sword light followed him no matter where he retreated, as if it could pierce his chest the next moment.

"drink!"

Hui Kong let out a deep shout, and suddenly closed his palms, pinching Bing Po's snow-white sword accurately.

The sword light suddenly disappeared!

At the same time, Huikong snorted, blood flowed from his chest, staining the cassock red.

I saw only a small section of the sword, which happened to be within half an inch of Huikong's body. Fortunately, Huikong shot in time, otherwise this sword would be enough to stab him through.

But even so, Huikong didn't feel well either.

boom!
Infinite sword energy erupted from the Ice Soul Sword, and Huikong's hands holding the sword were bloody and bloody, but Huikong endured the severe pain and pointed at the side of the sword, striking the sword to the side.

Forced to retreat with a blow, Hui Kong immediately distanced himself from Fang Xiu, looked down at the palm with deep bones exposed, the severe pain did not distort his face, on the contrary, he became calm.

"Fang Shizhu's swordsmanship is superb, the poor monk has learned it!"

Seeing Fang Xiu who was holding Tai Ah with one hand, Bing Po had been sheathed at some time, Huikong stared deeply at him for a few times, the sword energy lingering on the wound on his palm made blood drip continuously.

If the last time he didn't investigate for a while and lost to Fang Xiu, it was because of the magic weapon.

So this time, Huikong has nothing to say.

Fang Xiu's last sword made him feel the threat of death for the first time. Even though he had met many strong men of the same level, there were only a few who could really give him this feeling.

And each of these people has been immersed in the innate way for an unknown number of years, and has already traveled a long distance on the road to the innate extreme.

Fang Xiu is an acquired martial artist who has never even broken the boundary between heaven and man.

"The affairs of Nanshan Mansion are not something you can interfere with. If you don't retreat, you will die!"

Tai'a's sword pointed far away, Fang Xiu was domineering, and the sword intent moved with his thoughts, locking onto Huikong.

Also at this moment, Hui Kong seemed to be stared at by something terrible, and felt an inexplicable chill all over his body.

Sword Intent!

Huikong is well-informed, so how could he not know that this is sword intent.

Compared with Fang Xiu's sword, the opponent's use of sword intent made Hui Kong less surprised and surprised.

At his level and talent, the rumor of sword intent is a stepping stone for the master, which is nothing to Huikong. Even the martial arts master is not an insurmountable moat in Huikong's eyes.

In comparison, Hui Kong paid more attention to that terrible sword.

"Amitabha!"

Hui Kong proclaimed the Buddha's name, his bloody hands were slightly closed, and after taking a look at Fang Xiu, he turned and left immediately.

From the beginning to the end, Hui Kong didn't say much.

If you lose, you lose. Huikong can't deny his failure, and he is not sure that he will be Fang Xiu's opponent.

Especially now that his hands have been severely injured, his strength is ten to five, and he will not be Fang Xiu's opponent.

Besides, he wasn't sure whether Fang Xiu could make another strike like that. If he could, the probability that he could do it this time was very slim.

Huikong didn't dare to gamble, nor did he want to gamble.

Huikong retreated, which was unexpected by the rest of the people.

They didn't expect that Fang Xiu actually defeated a strong man who was born in the extreme realm, and he was also a student of Shaolin Temple.

You must know that when Xiao Xuan was forced to retreat last time, Xiao Xuan did not show any flaws, so they didn't know that Xiao Xuan had been injured at that time.

Therefore, compared with the last time, Huikong's defeat this time is undoubtedly a little more shocking.

The way the rest of the people looked at Fang Xiu also changed completely at this moment.

(End of this chapter)