Chapter 2832: Phantom Sword Dance

Being attacked by the giant flame shuriken over and over again, I felt an indescribable sourness at this moment.
The movement of swinging the knife was repeatedly blocked, but I was still not discouraged, because I saw through the flames and the twisted air that, opposite me, the expression of the ninja was shocked.
Hehehe didn't expect it, you boasted that your trick to kill me was blocked by me. Was it a pleasant surprise? Was it surprising?
Appreciating his horrified expression, I couldn't help but smile triumphantly.
But to be honest, the wave after wave of tremors produced by the giant flame shuriken when it collides with the blade barrier is really not so easy to bear. I almost...I was almost forced to be forced. The action stopped.
Fortunately, I survived, and I must be thankful that I can adapt to this tremor in a very short time.
When I was sure that the hot flames and high-speed cutting had nothing to do with me, the ninja was immediately shocked.
This is his trick. Even the national power may not be able to bear it on weekdays, but he was frustrated in the face of this young man who is not strong enough for the country. This is simply...this is simply...
shame!
Shame is like a sharp knife that can easily cut the line of reason.
The extremely angry ninja finally gave up being conservative, he roared and took the initiative to attack me.
This attack represents desperate determination, unstoppable faith, courage to fear death, and...stupidity.
It's stupid. After all, I rarely see an assassin trying to fight the blade with a physical body, especially this sword is at least comparable to the enchanted weapon of Xiran's demon sword, and at least comparable to the magic weapon.
When the light of the knife slashed past his body, when the sword cut off his forehead bangs mercilessly, when the sharp blade was slightly blocked, he cut the dagger in two into two...The ninja finally He stopped and continued forward, and he finally woke up.
The advantage of a ninja lies in speed, surprise, not in physical strength, and not in a desperate forward fight. Moreover, the weapon in the opponent's hand is obviously stronger than his own body or even his own weapon. There is no chance of winning due to the disparity between strengths and weaknesses.
The ninja's footsteps abruptly stopped, and his body seemed to have no inertia, and at the same time he stopped forcibly.
The cold eyes are like ice, staring at me, full of hatred.
However, everything about him appeared in front of me, but it looked like nothing, because at this moment, a strange voice sounded in my mind.
It's not Odachi, or an apostle, or Spitz, or any familiar voice, but an ethereal and illusory sound, just like... from another space, that illusion Untrue.
This voice was not communication, nor prophecy, but calmly explained something to me as if chatting at home-"Phantom Sword Dance has been learned."
In the next moment, I only felt blessed to my soul, and an indescribable feeling surged from my heart. At the same time, pictures flashed in my mind, like a slideshow, one after another. When all the pictures appeared all over again, It was played back again, and the second playback was significantly faster than the first. If the first time was a slide show, then the second time was a cartoon.
A coherent and clear picture appeared in my mind, from being unfamiliar at first, gradually becoming familiar, and then deep in my mind.
That is, the moves of Phantom Sword Dance.
"New combat skills!" I said in surprise.
"Since I have learned it, if I don't try it, how can I know how powerful it is?" Odachi's voice sounded in my mind, with a playful tone: "Just right, there is a living target in front of you. ."
"Hey, you are really bad enough!" I laughed and said jokingly.
"This is not bad, this is resource utilization" Odachi also smirked: "If you don't use such good resources, you will be condemned!"
"In this case, there is no way, I don't want to suffer from the scourge, hehehe..."
The action of both hands suddenly stagnated, and then it changed into another form. The blade was swung again quickly, and the faster and faster, the faster and faster. In just a few seconds, the shadow of the blade disappeared again, and the barrier composed of blades opened again. Open, and after all this is done, two seconds have not passed.
However, the pupils of the ninja who watched the complete transformation suddenly shrank, and only had time to say: "No..."
"Phantom Sword Dance."
Different from his heart-piercing roar, these four words are plain like boiled water, but in the next instant, the sword qi wave composed of countless sword qi comes out of the sword, straight to the ninja who wants to retreat. .
When the sword qi came into contact with the flesh, the cloth was scattered, flesh and blood flew across, a complete body, instantly turned into a blood man, and this blood man was still unable to land, his entire body was held in the air by the sword qi. , While being torn by the raging sword energy, while being unable to withstand the sky, the sense of despair of not touching the ground.
"This is...Phantom Sword Dance..." I muttered as I watched the sword qi wave gradually disappearing.
At this moment, I have forgotten the sigh, the exclamation, and even the praise. The rest is the sluggishness after being shocked by the power of the Phantom Sword Dance.
"So powerful!" I muttered again.
The voice of "Agreeing" Odachi also sounded in my mind. Compared to my shock, it seemed much calmer: "Do you think this guy will die?"
"Probably not," I am not sure: "After all, he is at least a strong person at the national power level. No matter how weak his body is, he won't be killed by such an attack."
"Chi" Dadachi said disappointedly: "I thought you would swell, and because of this, I was sure that he would die. I didn't expect to be so calm. This is not like you."
"Not like me?" I wondered: "So in your eyes, what kind of person am I?"
"At least five times more reckless than now."
Me: ...Nice! I hate you!
Finally, the sword qi wave subsided after ten seconds, and the ninja who had been destroyed to the blood finally landed heavily.
He did not die, but was severely injured, and no part of his skin was intact, and even in some places, his muscles were devastated, and Bai Sensen's bones were directly exposed.
Even if it is rescued, its strength will inevitably retreat, and it is hard to say whether it can continue to maintain its status as a national power.
At the same time, some of the adventurers who were fighting witnessed this scene with their own eyes and exclaimed: "This boy can dance with the Phantom Sword!"
Immediately afterwards, another voice rang out: "Damn, he was deceived. Even if this young man is not as strong as the country, he is only a few steps away!"
"Oops, our people are defeated!" Another adventurer roared: "Damn, he was beaten to blood and blood. No wonder he can condense such a large-scale killing intent. It turns out that he is a cruel demon!"
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