Chapter 258: 1 sword break ten thousand styles

"Stable!"
Fang Wuan breathed a sigh of relief, his tense emotions relaxed.
He actually wanted to make one more arrow, but five consecutive quick shots consumed too much aura and stamina, and he needed to slow down.
Thinking of this, Fang Wuan lowered his head and looked at the longbow in his hand.
This is the trophy he picked up after killing a spirit wind lord. This longbow does not require arrows. As long as the bowstring is pulled to release the aura, they will condense into a feather arrow, and it is still translucent. Yes, under the light, very hidden.
Fang Wuan's archery skills were quite good, so he gave Sun Mo a lot of trouble.
"This round, the final winner is me!"
Fang Wu's heart bubbling with beauty.
He also tracked the Eight Gate Golden Suoyun all the way before he came here. When he was searching nearby, he heard the sound of fighting. Unexpectedly, he sneaked over and saw Sun Mo and Zhang Ganlin fighting to death.
To be honest, Sun Mo's performance was so amazing that Fang Wuan wanted to be called a rival, but what about? Damn it or die!
The praying mantis catches the cicada, and the oriole is behind. Today, I am the man whom the goddess of luck recommended herself for the pillow!
Fang Wuan rushed out of the hiding place and rushed to the three girls. None of these people who knew the secret of the Wind King Palace could stay.
Fang Wu was silent, raised his hand and raised his bow, aiming at Ying Baiwu. This girl has the strongest combat effectiveness. You must kill her first, or she will run away and find it too troublesome.
Spiritual energy whizzed out from the tips of the five fingers, forming an arrow, but when Fang Wuan was about to shoot an arrow, the next scene in front of Sun Mo left him stunned and almost bit his tongue.
Sun Mo, who was out of balance, could no longer escape the arrows. The only thing he could do was raise his arms to protect his heart and head.
But this method is just self-comfort, because the arrow shot by the Fengwang bow is enough to blast out a hole in Sun Mo's body, let him taste what is so cold.
Just as Sun Mo struggled, a silver trail, like a meteor, whizzed past and appeared in front of Sun Mo.
call out!
The arrow hit it, and then disappeared.
boom!
Sun Mo fell to the ground.
"what?"
The five people present all looked dull.
A silver cloud suspended in the air. Its shape is gossip-like. It is the tenth eight-door golden lock cloud on the list of dark and mysterious species. It is known as the rare treasure in a thousand years!
"Why... why?"
Fang Wuan's forehead was glued, why did Bamen Jin Suoyun defend Sun Mo? Is it possible that he has been surrendered?
No, it shouldn't be! Otherwise, that Sun Mo shouldn't be surprised!
Papaya Niang's red lips have become an ‘O’ shape, is this all right?
"teacher!"
Li Ziqi reacted, he didn't guess wrong, Bamen Jin Suoyun kept peeping at his side, obviously he was interested in the ancient dragon catcher, and wanted to experience the comfortable taste.
"why?"
Sun Mo also didn't know why, but after he froze for a while, he stopped thinking about the reason, and directly rushed forward to Fang Wu'an. The longbow in this guy's hand was so powerful that he could no longer let him shoot arrows.
Melee vs. long-range, it's me who suffers.
Fang Wuan's reaction was also extremely fast. With the arrow swing, he left Ying Baiwu and aimed at Sun Mo again.
call out!
The translucent arrow really flashed and disappeared in everyone's field of vision, incredibly fast.
Sun Mo's eyes widened, and he was trying his best to capture the trajectory of the arrow. The eight-door golden lock cloud slammed, and flew in front of him.
call out!
After the arrow stuck on the eight-door golden lock cloud, it disappeared again, and I didn't know where it went.
"Damn it!"
Fang Wuan cursed, even if it was a sacred weapon-level longbow, he threw it away without nostalgia, and instead drew the long sword.
"Go to hell!"
Fang Wu'an roared, his sword stabbed in anger.
This blow, without any fancy, is the ultimate in strength and speed.
puff!
Sun Mo's cheek was cut with a cut by the sharp blade, but when Fang Wu'an wanted to change his move and cut off his head, the wooden knife hit Fang Wu'an's shoulder with great strength.
boom!
Fang Wuan was beaten and staggered back.
"Damn it!"
Fang Wuan cursed, if it hadn't been for too long before dealing with the lord of the spirit wind, consuming too much physical energy, causing his own strike action to be deformed, otherwise, a face-to-face could send Sun Mo to hell.
Sun Mo rushed to attack.
"Arrogant!"
Fang Wu smiled secretly: "The most correct way for you is to run away!"
Broken knife!
Huh! Huh! Huh!
The long sword in Fang Wuan's hand suddenly burst out with dozens of sword shadows. As Fang Wuji's younger brother, he was valued by President Cao. This guy's combat effectiveness is really strong, and he has been climbing all the way since he was young. Fighting up.
What is a genius?
It is in adversity, still intent on fighting, thinking of the way to victory.
Fang Wuan could completely retreat quietly, even if he didn't call his brother next time, he would just come alone, relying on his heyday, the chance of winning against Sun Mo was quite big, but he didn't.
Sun Mo's expression became solemn, and he could feel the powerful aura emanating from Fang Wuan, confident, powerful, and proud!
"Kill! Kill! Kill!"
Fang Wu'an yelled, a knife was faster than a knife.
Sun Mo's photos of the present and ancient times, and Hengsha without a trace, were restrained for the first time. Even if it was a holy level, it was useless to not be able to hit the opponent's body.
Fang Wuan didn't expect to stop all the attacks, so he couldn't resist some moves with less damage.
This is a ruthless person!
Sun Mo stared at Fang Wuan and activated God's Insight.
Fang Wuan, twenty-three years old, burns blood six times.
Strength 28, although not a natural divine power, but a strong body.
Intelligence 26, superb fighting wisdom.
Agility 27, don't try to suppress him with speed.
Will 29, mature mind, know how to choose, from childhood to large countless victories, forged a proud heart.
Stamina 27, can not kill you, but also consumes you.
...
Potential value, extremely high!
Remarks: He is very competitive and he is unwilling to admit defeat. If Fang Wuji is not too good, Fang Wou'an will definitely take his place and become one of the Jinling Shuangbi.
Use exercises, nine styles, saintly low grade.
Nourish!
The long sword crossed, leaving a scar on Sun Mo's arm.
"Fighting with me, how dare you distract yourself? Are you despising me?"
Fang Wuan coldly hummed, suddenly throwing a single hand, throwing out the long sword in his hand.
Hidden sword style!
Fang Wuan started to counterattack and hit Sun Mo with his bare hands.
"What the hell?"
Ying Baiwu cried out, is this guy going to commit suicide? Because she was a bystander, she didn't realize the horror of the Tibetan sword style.
In front of Sun Mo, Fang Wuan didn't have a sword in his hand, but it was better to have a sword. The long sword was like being controlled by an invisible big hand, constantly stabbing out from various strange places, making people unpredictable.
boom!
Sun Mo and Fang Wu'an punched each other, but he was still preparing for the next blow, but the long sword sprang from Fang Wu'an's ribs and shot towards the neck.
Crimson lips.
Sun Mo dangerously opened the tip of the sword again.
"Haha, then you are going to die!"
Fang Wu secretly laughed, seeming to have a chance to win, but in fact he was a little anxious, because this Sun Mo had a good defense, making him unable to attack for a long time.
The horror of the Tibetan sword style is that the attack is sudden and there is no trace. It feels like walking in the grass full of poisonous snakes. There will be poisonous snakes coming out at any time. When you see it, you have been bitten. Arrived.
However, the Sun Mo in front of him was stunned in an instant, and he blocked him.
This physical fitness is too good, right?
Sun Mo has not been defeated for the time being. In addition to his physical fitness, one aspect is that it is also thanks to the re-enactment of the Great Universe and Phaseless Art. If the flow of time in his vision does not slow down, he will not have time to react.
The two people were fighting, and the shadows were heavy, and the three girls could not see clearly.
It can't go on like this!
Fang Wuan's body couldn't support it a bit, and the wound that was injured by the lord of the spirit wind was more cracked.
Snapped!
Fang Wuan suddenly stretched out his hand and grabbed the long sword. The spiritual energy in his body ran at full speed, performing stunts.
Break through ten thousand styles with one sword!
boom!
Fang Wuan's whole body momentum rose to its limit in an instant, he cut out with a single sword, even the three of Li Ziqi who stayed tens of meters away, felt shrouded by the sword power, there was a bone-chilling cold that made people repeat. The body is cold.
Sun Mo did not evade, holding the wooden knife, he took the blow.
Follow the way of the other, and return the body!
Huh!
Fang Fang's long sword cut down, from Sun Mo's right shoulder to his left rib, and Sun Mo's wooden knife, also unceremoniously, cut through his body after half a breath later.
Nourish!
A large amount of blood spurted out of Sun Mo's chest, which directly stained the teacher's robe red.
"teacher!"
The three girls paled with fright, and ran past.
"Big... big... big universe..."
Fang Wuan looked at Sun Mo with a stunned expression. He didn't expect that he would be able to master the school's magic skills of the Heaven Academy. If he knew in advance, he would definitely not use his stunts so easily.
"Stay away from my teacher!"
Ying Baiwu yelled and swung his sword.
Huh!
The aura vented, forming a white bird, passing by at low altitude, and hitting Fang Wuan's body.
boom!
Fang Wudang fell to the ground.
"Eh?"
Win Baiwu was stunned~EbookFREE.me~ isn't it, so easy to kill? She was ready to fight to death.
"teacher!"
Lu Zhiruo ran over and hugged Sun Mo who was about to fall. Thick blood stained her body.
"Zhiruo, next time remember, you should make up for the enemy first!"
Sun Mo wanted to touch Papaya Niang's forehead, but when he saw the blood in his hand, he gave up.
Li Ziqi, who was a few steps behind, also ran over. Without even thinking about it, he drew out his dagger and stabbed Fang Wuan's chest to make sure that he could not die again.
"died?"
Win Baiwu frowned.
call!
Sun Mo let out a sigh of breath, this time, it was really a thrill of winning.