Chapter 170: Nine Hundred Miles of One Sword

Seeing Wang Fuqiang take out half of the embroidered knife, the middle-aged man in white frowned slightly.

They actually don't know much about this guy named Wang Fuqiang, but judging from those rumors, Wang Fuqiang should be a sword cultivator, but now, Wang Fuqiang did not take off the flying sword, but took out a knife, and it was still half a broken knife with mottled rust.

But no matter whether it is a knife or a sword, he could only use the talisman method to deal with it. Because he only had the talisman method, as soon as he raised his hand, golden runes appeared around his body.

Seeing these runes, Wang Fuqiang narrowed his eyes slightly.

Sure enough, the other party was really a master of talismans. Wang Fuqiang was a little glad that he had not sacrificed his flying sword before, otherwise he would not only be suppressed, but also missed the first move. Now it's just right, you can use the Dayan Sunset Sword to test the depth of the other party first.

Making up his mind, Wang Fuqiang raised the broken dragon sword directly and then cut it down with one knife.

Just like the scorching sun rolling down to the earth, not only illuminating the already drowsy world, but also increasing the temperature in the air by several times in an instant.

In the direction of the city tower, all the people who saw this scene and felt it all could not help but take a step back and swallowed their saliva at the same time.

After Wang Fuqiang slashed with one sword, he pulled up and swung the second sword at the same time.

With Wang Fuqiang's current strength, he can fully exert the Dayan Sunset Sword to the extreme. Even without the blessing of Hongling Baizhi, even if he only uses the half-cut dragon sword, few people can block it.

But these two swords did not force the middle-aged man in white to take a step back, but only made the runes around his body dim.

Although neither sword was effective, Wang Fuqiang had no intention of giving up. He continued to move forward, and at the same time, one sword after another, one sword was faster than the other. Later, all the sword lights had almost been superimposed together.

In the eyes of others, Wang Fuqiang is completely useless, but Wang Fuqiang himself doesn't think so.

If all the offensives are dodged by the opponent, Wang Fuqiang may stop, but not. All the attacks are all applied to the opponent, and they are just resolved by the power of those runes. Then no matter how strong the runes are, their attacks can still be able to pass away the stone.

When we were in the demon clan world, we proved that it was just a different form, but the essence had not changed. Compared with the past, the current Dragon Breaking Sword replaced the fist, and those runes replaced the white tiger gilded armor.

Since the fist can break the white tiger's gilded armor, the Dragon Breaking Sword can naturally break the runes.

Sure enough, with Wang Fuqiang's uninterrupted attack, the light emitted by the rune became weaker and weaker, and the rotation speed began to hesitate. It would not take long before it would be broken.

The middle-aged man in white had a gloomy face. He never expected that Wang Fuqiang would choose this way of playing.

Rune's Way is good at defense and not good at attacking. When you take action, you naturally wait for attacking, but now you have not shown Rune's defensive advantage. If you really break it, this first encounter will be considered a defeat.

He really underestimated Wang Fuqiang. If someone else had changed to him, even if he had the same cultivation level, he might not have been able to break his defense. This does not mean that Wang Fuqiang's cultivation level must be above him, but this guy from a small place like Jianqi Mountain and River seemed to have endless power and could not be squandered. If someone else had no choice, he would not be able to support such an offensive.

Sure enough, many things cannot be seen with eyes alone. Wang Fuqiang looks thin, but the power he shows is completely beyond the scope that humans can bear. Even compared with the demons in the Western Regions, it is probably not comparable.

"Click!"

With a broken sound, a rune finally couldn't bear it and broke open.

A single hair moved the whole body, and soon all the runes exploded one after another.

Wang Fuqiang naturally would not miss such an opportunity. His whole body directly hit the middle-aged man in white. At the same time, five flying swords appeared directly, completely blocking the opponent's retreat. He waved his right hand and his left hand had a hidden secret finger of the Silence.

Since the battle with Ji Changhe in the underworld, Wang Fuqiang's cultivation has increased greatly, and he rarely encounters opponents that he can value, and rarely fights so hard.

This kind of fighting style is actually extremely risky. After all, Wang Fuqiang knew nothing about this middle-aged man in white and had no idea that the other party had any other means. His only reliance was his body.

After years of growth, one fact can be basically confirmed, that is, all monks will definitely not be too strong in their bodies. Once they fight in close combat, their bodies will have the advantage.

But this is also a bet. After all, this is Yuanyun, not Jianqi Mountains and Rivers. The monks in Yuanyun may not be the same as Jianqi Mountains and Rivers. Moreover, with the precedent of Ji Changhe last time, close combat that seems to be beneficial to him may become his fatal key.

But Wang Fuqiang had no choice.

Five flying swords were released, and all his combat abilities were shown in close combat. He finally broke through the opponent's defense. If he did not seize the opportunity to hurt the opponent severely, it would be even more difficult to win if the opponent recovered.

Five flying swords appeared, directly locking the acupoints around the other party's body, swinged it out with a knife to attract the other party's attention, and finally passed the Nirvana point, directly taking the other party's fatal key.

Everything was smooth and flawless, and in all previous battles, this method had never failed, but this time, Wang Fuqiang failed.

The middle-aged man in white snorted coldly, and a larger rune appeared out of thin air. Then, whether it was the flying sword or the broken dragon sword, it seemed to be instantly dissolved by some powerful force. Even the Nirvana finger on his left hand could not be released.

rule.

A rule that uses rune power to force change, and this rule directly affects Wang Fuqiang.

Wang Fuqiang's face changed drastically, but for a while, he could not get rid of this rule.

Wang Fuqiang felt very unhappy now, and it felt like he was suddenly put on a chain rope and completely lost his freedom.

The sudden rule continued to suppress him, directly suppressing his entire body onto the earth. And it was still suppressing him downward.

The middle-aged man in white did not take action directly, but stood in the air, staring at Wang Fuqiang who was constantly suppressed into the earth below. On him, Wang Fuqiang's five flying swords were completely lost, and he hovered in the air, trembling slightly, as if a mouse met a cat and a chick saw an eagle.

The middle-aged man in white bounced his fingers and a flying sword shot directly at Wang Fuqiang below.

"puff!"

Blood sputtered.

Wang Fuqiang's own flying sword was nailed directly into his own body.

"Puff puff puff."

The second and third hand, all five flying swords were nailed to Wang Fuqiang himself. The key is that Wang Fuqiang could not resist at all, and the connection with the flying sword seemed to be forcibly cut off.

This middle-aged man in white should be enjoying the joy of victory, or perhaps for other reasons, so he did not take any action, but used Wang Fuqiang's flying sword to block Wang Fuqiang's own acupoints. For a monk, this is undoubtedly the biggest insult.

In the distance, Hongling and Bai Zhi stepped forward and were about to take action, but were blocked by Liu Zhi.

This middle-aged man who was not very handsome just stood there, and Hongling and Bai Zhi felt that they could not move forward, so they could only look at him.

Liu Zhi smiled and said, "Don't worry, this is the Meta-community after all. Only by letting him suffer some trouble can he truly realize Meta-community, and only by enduring the blow can he grow faster. As his guardian beast, you should believe that he is."

Hongling Baizhi had no words, nor did she mean to continue to take action. It was not that they thought what Liu Zhi said was reasonable, but because they could not even surpass this middle-aged man.

Liu Zhi continued: "Only if you have pressure, you have motivation. Only when you are suppressed can you rebound. His strength is far more than that."

On the other hand, Wang Fuqiang only felt that his whole body was restrained, and that feeling was not only the body, but also the soul.

It's like a person who is used to freedom, suddenly being tied to a chain.

A person who is not affected by the rules of heaven and earth is now suppressed by small rune rules and cannot move. It is conceivable that kind of blow.

The middle-aged man in white slowly fell down and said with a smile: "Even if there are only a few people in the entire Tianyan Pavilion who dare to move the sword in front of me, you are asking for trouble."

He landed on the ground, looking down at Wang Fuqiang who was still being crushed into the soil, and continued, "How about the flying sword suppression in the quilt?"

He smiled and was full of pride.

Wang Fuqiang closed his eyes.

Under this rule, all power and magic are controlled, but perception still exists.

The pain of the flying sword nailing into the body, the feeling of the mud surrounding it constantly crushing, the powerlessness of wanting to resist but unable to break free...

Wang Fuqiang suddenly opened his eyes, stared at the middle-aged man in white, and said word by word: "You are very strong, but you did two things wrong."

After saying that, his whole body was like a huge vortex, constantly swallowing the power around him, and then the invisible rules were constantly shattered under the impact of this force.

Five flying swords that suppressed Wang Fuqiang disappeared directly and merged into his body.

Wang Fuqiang continued: "First, you shouldn't let me touch the ground. Second, you shouldn't use my flying sword to suppress me, and you shouldn't have an advantage but don't kill me."

By the time he said this, Wang Fuqiang had already left the ground, his whole body was stained with blood, but his eyes were extremely bright, and his momentum continued to rise, spreading to all sides like a whirlpool.

The middle-aged man in white changed his expression and drew talismans with both hands.

Wang Fuqiang was unmoved by his actions. He grabbed his right hand out of thin air, and a sword appeared in his hand, the sword name was Jiubaili.

After Nine Hundred Miles appeared, Wang Fuqiang said, "I have a sword, Nine Hundred Miles, the gods and Buddhas retreat!"

After saying that, he handed it out with a sword.

This sword is very common, but as this sword is handed out, it seems that all things in the world will retreat, and it seems that the gods and Buddhas in the heavens dare not face their edge.

This is the real way to break all the methods with one sword.

Within nine hundred miles, no one can defeat it.
Chapter completed!