High-level martial arts: Invincibility starts with basic archery.

Chapter 268 Slaying Yan Ming (Please Subscribe)

"impossible!"

Du Hao blurted it out.

Among the True Essence Realm martial artists he had encountered, very few could execute that strike just now.

Not to mention, he can even unleash a second strike!

But Chen Fan was too lazy to waste words.

He raised the dagger in his right hand directly above his head, the tip pointing straight to the sky.

Most of the internal energy within his body vanished instantly.

Then, under Yan Ming's panicked gaze,

A heavy slash came down.

A massive sword aura, identical to the previous one, appeared.

It cleaved forward with an overwhelming momentum.

"Clang, clang, clang!"

Du Hao staggered back several steps, his eyes filled with unparalleled shock.

If I weren't certain this wasn't a dream...

He really wanted to pinch his thigh hard.

As for Gao Jinming standing to the side, his mind was completely blank, and he had completely lost the ability to think.

"hateful!"

Yan Ming gritted his teeth.

That feeling of having nowhere to turn, like being trapped between heaven and earth, surged up again.

He still had two amulets left in his hand.

It's absolutely impossible to withstand this blow.

Is he going to die here today?

"No! I survived such difficult times, how could I possibly die now, especially at the hands of a martial artist!"

Yan Ming was filled with resentment. Since there was no way to avoid it, he would fight to the end!

He placed his hands in front of him, palms facing each other, and a fireball the size of a soccer ball quickly took shape.

And it is growing at an extremely rapid rate.

In the blink of an eye, it had grown to the size of a washbasin.

But it seems the changes are not over yet.

Yan Ming gritted his teeth and frantically drew upon his mental energy.

His hands also changed from being in front of him to being raised.

Holding up a fireball nearly three meters in diameter,

The blade energy was about to reach him.

Yan Ming let out a roar, directly lifting the fireball.

It slammed down hard.

"boom!"

A loud bang!

The fireball and the blade energy collided violently.

The air currents rolled and churned.

The ground beneath Yan Ming's feet sank more than a meter deep.

Countless flames shot out in all directions like stray bullets.

"Block them!"

Yan Ming's eyes were bloodshot, and he let out a roar like a wild beast.

The clothes on his arms had long been burned away, and the veins on his arms looked like earthworms, making his face look ferocious.

In the contest between the blade aura and the fireball, the former clearly had the advantage. The sharp blade aura sliced ​​through the fireball little by little, closing the distance to the target.

but,

With each step forward, the blade's aura visibly diminished.

Gao Jinming, who was standing to the side, immediately brightened up when he saw this scene.

He had initially thought that Yan Ming was in grave danger this time.

But judging from what we see now, that may not be the case!

"Is this guy also hiding his strength?"

Du Hao was equally taken aback.

He remembered a few months ago,

The fireball that Yan Ming could gather was at most two meters in diameter.

Now it exceeds three meters.

Don't underestimate a lift of only one meter.

Its power has increased at least several times.

"No wonder he wanted to develop his career in Kowloon City; it turns out his strength has already reached Rank B?"

Du Hao narrowed his eyes. This guy wasn't being honest; he was still playing the game of hiding his strength right in front of him.

However, it's better if he's stronger. If he dies here, then I'll have made a wasted trip.

Three or four seconds later, the fireball was finally split in two.

However, the blade aura also changed from five meters in size to a little over three meters.

With a clang,

It struck Yan Ming's protective shield heavily.

The same scene repeated itself.

Yan Ming's face was deathly pale, and his whole body was soaked in sweat, as if he had just come out of the water.

His gaze passed over the blade's aura and landed on Chen Fan, while he gasped for breath.

If nothing unexpected happens, after exhausting all his spiritual energy and using the two talismans,

He will also block the second blow.

but,

He wasn't sure about the guy on the other side.

Can you use a third strike?

If I could unleash a third strike...

He had no other choice but to wait for death.

Accompanied by a slight cracking sound,

The blade's aura gradually dissipated.

However, the atmosphere on the field was eerily quiet.

Not only Yan Ming, but Du Hao's heart was also in his throat.

He was truly afraid of what would happen next.

Chen Fan raised the knife above his head again.

Gao Jinming swallowed hard, a strange glint flashing in his eyes.

In this stalemate, where neither side can figure out the other's hand...

His mind-reading ability will undoubtedly play a huge role.

"Let me see if you really have the strength left, or if you're just bluffing."

Gao Jinming looked into Chen Fan's eyes.

Then, his eyes widened, and an expression of disbelief appeared on his face.

He simply cannot fathom the other person's inner thoughts.

Could it be that this guy's mental strength is even higher than his?

"No, that's impossible!"

Gao Jinming didn't believe it; wasn't this guy just a martial artist?

How could a martial artist possibly have higher mental strength than him?

Something must be wrong.

But the next second, a sharp gaze swept over and collided with his eyes.

Gao Jinming turned pale with fright.

No, it's not an illusion.

The other party's mental strength is truly superior to his.

Otherwise, it would have been impossible to detect him.

Chen Fan looked at Gao Jinming, his brows furrowing slightly.

Just now, he had a feeling of being watched.

"Could this person be an awakened individual who has developed psychic abilities?"

Chen Fan made a guess in his mind.

This guy's aura was indeed the weakest among these people.

Just then, a loud laugh rang out.

"Hahaha, hahaha,"

It came from Yan Ming's mouth.

"Why did you stop? Didn't you say that if one strike didn't kill me, you'd strike again? But you didn't kill me with the second strike either. Hmm? To tell you the truth, if you had struck me a third time, I would definitely have died at your hands. But so much time has passed, why haven't you used the third strike yet?"

Yan Ming grinned menacingly.

Judging from the fact that this person swung his sword a second time without saying a word...

The other person was clearly as ruthless as him.

Such people,

If I could swing a third slash,

I would never stand there blankly, staring at him.

Therefore, the answer is obvious.

"Is it because the internal energy within you is insufficient to allow you to unleash a third strike?"

Yan Ming asked, but secretly he had already prepared to teleport.

Du Hao and Gao Jinming also looked over.

"You're right."

Chen Fan nodded. "I really can't use the third strike."

Currently, he only has about three or four thousand points of true energy in his body.

Speaking of,

Yan Ming's performance was indeed somewhat unexpected.

I thought the second strike would end the fight.

"Ha ha ha ha!"

Yan Ming burst into laughter again.

The laughter, however, carried a deep-seated hatred.

It's been a very, very long time since anyone has pushed him to this point!

That feeling of despair was like having one foot in the grave.

Fortunately, he ultimately managed to withstand the attack thanks to his own strength.

Next, it will be his turn...

"Although I don't have much internal energy, it should be enough to kill you."

Chen Fan said slowly.

"Kill me? You think you can?"

Yan Ming sneered, and a bottle of pills suddenly appeared in his hand.

The pills were poured out like beans.

Pour it into your mouth.

This is a Spirit Gathering Pill, which can restore mental energy.

When his mental energy had recovered to about 70-80%,

This is the day this guy in front of me dies!

"Just me."

After Chen Fan finished speaking, his figure flashed, and he instantly appeared in front of the other party.

The dagger in his hand transformed into a streak of black light.

He swung it toward the other person's neck.

"Innocent!"

A mocking glint appeared in Yan Ming's eyes.

as if to say,

You think you can beat me?

With a thought, he used a teleportation item and disappeared from the spot.

The next second, his figure appeared a hundred meters away.

His gaze then turned back to the spot where he had been standing.

He could almost see Chen Fan's blade striking thin air.

Unfortunately, the smile on his face hadn't even had a chance to fully bloom.

A glint of dark light from a blade came into view.

"???"

Yan Ming's eyes widened.

They were not aware of the pain.

The head then flew high into the air.

Strong vitality

This allowed him to retain a momentary full consciousness.

Therefore, the headless corpse on the ground could be seen.

"This looks familiar?"

The idea popped into his head.

Out of the corner of my eye, I also saw a man standing next to me holding a knife.

The person with the knife?

He was startled. What about the headless corpse next to him?

Do not! Do not!

He opened his mouth wide, but no sound came out; he only felt pain surging over him like a tsunami.

How could I die?

How could I possibly die?

He had already guessed that the other party would rush over and kill him.

So you teleported away immediately?

They hid about 100 meters away on the opposite side.

But why, why did I still not escape that knife?

He felt his consciousness becoming increasingly blurred, until finally all darkness descended upon him.

"Thump!"

A muffled sound rang out.

Yan Ming's headless corpse

It landed heavily on the ground, and blood quickly stained the ground red.

Du Hao, who was not far away, was deeply shocked.

Compared to Yan Ming,

He saw exactly what happened.

That's right, Yan Ming dodged the opponent's attack at the first moment.

But the other party seemed to have anticipated this.

He will appear anywhere.

He appeared a hundred meters ahead of him, and the moment Yan Ming appeared, the blade flashed across his neck.

It looked as if Yan Ming was deliberately offering his neck to the other person's blade.

Gao Jinming also witnessed this scene.

His body was trembling violently.

He thought of He Changshu's death.

Perception!

It's perception!

This guy definitely has a sensory item on him!

Otherwise, how could he have known that He Changshu had circled around behind him?

How could he possibly know Yan Ming's landing location after using the teleportation item?

However, within the association,

The price of perception-related items far exceeds that of teleportation-related items. Moreover, this guy in front of me is clearly a martial artist. Where would he get perception-related items?

Chen Fan looked at the dagger in his hand, somewhat surprised.

Just now, the knife in his hand actually sliced ​​through the hard protective shield and cut open the other person's head.

What's going on?

Could it be that high-level alloy weapons are not just about being sharper?

Despite my doubts, now is not the time to delve into them.

He raised his head, looked at the remaining two, and said calmly:

"Are you two planning to come at me one at a time, or together?"

(End of this chapter)