A snake may be able to dodge nimbly when faced with a sudden attack by a falcon, and survive its claws.
But if the snake's body is tied to an inch-long bamboo stick, no matter where it is tied, it will undoubtedly limit the flexibility and coordination of its overall body movement. Can it still escape from the eagle's claws?
Come to think of it, it's not easy.
Because once the eagle takes out its talons, it must have seen the right opportunity and is determined to win.
Having been dodged once, the second claw attack will definitely be faster, more accurate, and more ruthless!
It was not easy to prepare a sword before the eyes of three masters. Therefore, Jiang Yichen did not prepare a sword. He just drew everyone's attention away from him and then directly drew out the sword while performing the shooting star style.
, the Heavenly Will Art in the body was also operating to the extreme in an instant, and then supplemented by Qi Jin, in an instant, the momentum was like a rainbow!
As the saying goes, practice makes perfect. The swordsmanship he has practiced has been able to be integrated and mastered, and he can perform it according to his heart.
This sword strike was faster than any previous Meteor Style. It was so fast that Jiang Yichen felt as if he was being bombarded by a huge wave over ten feet high, and his limbs seemed to be torn apart.
But he had no choice. He had to grit his teeth and persevere. The opportunity was fleeting. He had already missed a good opportunity. This sword must not be missed!
Jiang Yichen transformed into a falcon and flew towards the butterfly and phoenix.
Diefeng's advantage lies in her snake-like body and ghostly body skills. However, this time, the Nine Heavens Ring has become the bamboo stick tied to Diefeng's body, which has become the biggest obstacle to Diefeng's use of her body skills.
Just for a moment, when Die Feng realized that she was in a desperate situation, the edge of the piano sword was already touching the robe at the center of her heart, and the skin under the robe could already feel the chill from the cold blade.
At this point, it's too late to twist your waist and dodge.
In the flash of lightning, she put the Nine Heavens Ring on the ground and stepped back quickly.
Two figures, one horizontal and one vertical, with a long sword between them, retreated five feet away toward the southeast, and then stopped abruptly.
Everything happened in just a moment, and the romantic man stood there without moving.
He watched helplessly as two figures, one white and one green, walked away and stopped.
He stared blankly at the blood flower on Diefeng's left chest, which grew from nothing, from a little cherry red, to a gorgeous bloom.
He took a deep breath, as if he could feel what it would be like as the sword edge pierced his heart inch by inch.
The sword comes out!
Blood spilled!
Fragrance disappears and jade dies!
When she was dying, there was no trace of pain on Diefeng's face. She had always looked cold and frosty, but now she smiled.
Although her smile seemed a little unnatural because she didn't smile much, or because she didn't have enough strength, she was indeed smiling.
It turns out that her smile is as warm as the morning sun.
She smiled at the romantic man, as if she was telling him silently: I am done with this life, and I have no regrets at all. I forgive me for not being able to serve my master anymore, and the master must take good care of me.
At one moment, he was devastated with grief, and at the other moment, he was filled with anger. Under the combination of sadness and anger, the romantic man's mouth was filled with blood, and he almost fainted.
Everything happened so fast that Shen Bian couldn't react in time and didn't make the slightest move.
But he knew very well in his heart that he had already prepared his attack. Compared with Jiang Yichen's hasty sword draw, he actually had a chance to save Die Feng's life.
He couldn't stop Jiang Yichen from thrusting out the sword, but the long whip could at least wrap it up or deflect the sword before it penetrated Diefeng's heart. In this way, Diefeng only suffered a superficial wound and would not die.
He also understood that his failure to take action was not out of anger. After living at such an age, he had learned to be open-minded and not as knowledgeable as women. He was only angry for a moment at Diefeng's disregard for the overall situation.
He knew the reason why he failed to use the whip to save people in time, that is, they were all focused on Die Feng and ignored Jiang Yichen's actions. In this moment, Jiang Yichen took the lead, and he missed it. A moment of opportunity for rescue.
And what caused all this was because of one word, or just one word. They had already suffered this loss from this young man yesterday, and they had made the same mistake again today. It was too late to regret it!
This child cannot be kept!
Shen Bian's overwhelming murderous intent was wrapped in the mountains, and he was heading towards Jiang Yichen. He would not pay attention to anyone who said anything this time.
The older they get and the more they know, the more suspicious they become. They can extract clues from words and make more accurate judgments. However, a few words at critical moments will only cause them to miss opportunities due to conditioned reflex thinking.
On the contrary, for a killer, the purpose is simple and clear - to kill the target, they do not need to think too much, but every word they say is a means to pave the way for killing, and in front of everyone because of it When someone is puzzled, doubtful, or surprised by a word, that moment of confusion becomes a fatal flaw.
Shen Bian's murderous intent was fierce, and the romantic man was devastated. At this time, it was obvious who to attack first.
Jiang Yichen completely ignored Shen Bian's long whip and flew his sword straight towards Feng Liuzi!
Seeing that the situation was critical, Shen Bian had no choice but to give up on Jiang Yichen and save Feng Liuzi first. Die Feng had already died first. He could never let Feng Liuzi follow in his footsteps. In his current state, he wanted to fight this boy alone. If you fight, even if you don't die, you still have to shed your skin.
The Hundred Steps Flying Sword was fierce, but Shen Bian's long whip was indeed the nemesis of flying objects. When the sword edge was still half a foot away from Feng Liuzi, the Flying Sword was tightly wrapped and unable to move.
The flying sword has become a death sword.
Goodbye, with a flick of the long whip, the sword of death was broken.
Without the sword, let’s see how you can still struggle?!
Shen Bian was thinking this in his heart, but his heart was filled with chills. This was due to his innate vigilance.
Every muscle in his body tensed in response, the wrinkles on his face were marked with deep creases, and his eyes widened in horror!
Because he suddenly discovered that the sword he broke seemed to be extremely soft, and the blade was about an inch wide. It was a sword that was like a poisonous snake. This sword was of course the sword of Diefeng!
What about that sword that is as thin as a willow leaf?
Naturally, it was still in Jiang Yichen's hand, and it was roaring towards him at this moment.
Still a shooting star!
Make a sound in the east and attack in the west!
At this time, Qin Jian was only ten feet away from Shen Bian. He had no doubt that as long as he blinked his eyes, the young man could stab him into the heart with the sword in his hand.
It was already too late to retrieve the thrown whip and turn around to save the situation.
The whip closer to the handshake naturally became less flexible, and he did not dare to rely on the whip at this end to block the young man's fatal sword.
Therefore, he abandoned the long whip in his hand without hesitation, rolled forward sideways, and then slapped the ground with both palms.
The palm prints sunk a few inches on the ground, which shows the strength of his wrists!
Like a rubber ball, Shen Bian first rolled out of the ground, then bounced off the ground. In just two movements, he had already jumped nearly two feet away.
The movements are done in one go, flowing smoothly, making people unable to think of him as an old man who is approaching octogenarians, and have to admire him for getting stronger with age.
At this time, Jiang Yichen's sword landed where Shen Bian had previously stood, and naturally struck the air with one strike.
By escaping the distance of two feet, Shen Bian not only saved his own life, but also won the opportunity to fight back.
Jiang Yichen's two consecutive Meteor Style moves that he was determined to win were clearly exhausting. This sword failed, and he couldn't hold back his momentum for a moment, taking more than ten steps forward.
After wasting this little time, Shen Bian had already grasped the whip and started dancing again.
There are many mountains, three feet long and short, and every inch is of the same thickness. The handle and the whip body are integrated, which means that the whip body is everywhere, which is really convenient for dealing with enemies.
In the blink of an eye, Shen Bian was out of danger and turned from defense to offense.
I saw the long whip spiraling out, sinking from the tip of Bian's whip, gradually expanding in circles, layer by layer, like a tornado formed by the long whip, wrapping Jiang Yichen in it.
Jiang Yichen felt that the sky and the earth suddenly turned pale, and the atmosphere around him was extremely oppressive.
In the next moment, the opening of the tornado shrinks rapidly, the remaining light is about to be taken away, and Jiang Yichen will be completely swallowed up by the mountains!