Chapter 498 Master and Disciple Showdown
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Xiao Se Pi
"Zheng..."
Accompanied by a soft cry, An Yao took the lead in attacking, and the six blades seemed to be unsheathed at the same time, but Bai Fang, who was firmly locked by the blades, knew that the six blades had changed after they were unsheathed, it seemed that there were only six attacks, In fact, there are ever-changing changes brewing between the ups and downs of the knife, and brand-new blades can appear from various unexpected directions, making it impossible for people to grasp the angle of attack and hard to guard against.
Facing the first wave of blows, Bai Fang's body seemed to be struggling to survive under a violent storm, without a trace of vitality, as if his body would be pierced by a knife light in the next second.
"Ha ha."
Just when the blade was about to stab the body, Bai Fang smiled, and the Wuwu knife was finally out of its sheath.
With himself as the center, the Unintentional Knife quickly rotated around for a circle, and under the powerful spiral force, it miraculously formed a net of the knife wind, and the area covered even knocked out countless knives, and then the Unintentional Knife It's just a straight stab, the target is directly pointed at the most powerful point of the six-edged sword, and the knife is simply released twice, one turn and one stab, one defense and one attack, the knife technique is like a horse and a horse, the geese pass without a trace, and there is no trace of duel The meaning is like strolling in the courtyard as if it is at your fingertips.
The six blades had no choice but to retreat, and they merged into one and turned into a shield to block the blow.
"Okay." An Yao's eyes showed excitement. After many years, finally someone was able to put pressure on him in sword skills. He could only say that he was worthy of being his teacher. He was making progress, and he was also making progress. After going through a cycle of life and death, sword skills have become natural.
However, Bai Fang's words were full of disappointment: "I know you like to be lazy since you developed the magic sword technique, and this imperial sword technique has brought laziness to the extreme. It's good to face opponents whose strength is not as good as yours. Once the strength is close, Or if the enemy is stronger than you, this kind of knife technique will be ridiculous."
"Haha." An Yao was not annoyed, he laughed and said, "What the teacher said is, next, I will be serious."
All the supreme blades in hand were disintegrated, and more than 1000 blades were revealed. Each blade was as thin as a cicada's wing, as soft and agile as a feather. The once black and transparent light still oozes a jade light. If you don't witness it with your own eyes, It is hard to believe that someone can wield so many blades as a means of attack at the same time.
Bai Fang frowned slightly: "Are you still here?"
"go."
The blade in An Yao's hand turned into thousands of blade lights, once again enveloping the white tooth man with the blade. Different from the range attack last time, this time, the blade had more changes in mid-air, with six blades as the main body. In the main body, there are shadows of other saber techniques. Among them, the most stern knife is the most central one, the one that locks the throat, and there are obvious traces of broken saber techniques.
"I see."
Bai Fang knew something was wrong, he understood that he had underestimated An Yao, and under his control, the Sword Control Technique was no longer a simple long-range attack, but also integrated all the knife skills into it, as if there were thousands of dark ones. Yao used different saber techniques to attack. This kind of saber technique is unpredictable and impossible to master. I really don't know how he learned it.
The whistling sound of the knife wind resounded in all directions, Bai Fang gritted his teeth fiercely, and at this critical moment where life and death were hanging by a thread, he simply closed his eyes and guessed the location of An Yao's murderous intent purely by intuition. The seemingly huge attack was actually fatal. There are only a few of them, and no one can perform such a majestic sword technique at the same time. The reason why there is such a big momentum is mostly the illusion given by the magic sword technique hidden in it.
What Bai Fang is most afraid of is illusion, holding Wuwu knife to simplify things, walking with the knife with his body, following his heart, and suddenly slashing towards a certain position with the knife.
"Ding…"
After a clear sound, the blue light and the black light kept clashing in mid-air, Bai Fang's unintentional knife in his hand blocked An Yao's successive blades one after another like a dragon, and the continuous sharp blades swarmed without a trace, Bai Fang was sweating profusely from the killing, he gritted his teeth and persisted.
After finishing a round of sharp blades, they returned to An Yao's hands again, and the two entered into the initial confrontation.
I saw that White Fang was no longer calm at first, his right hand holding the knife was trembling slightly, his chest heaved and he was gasping for breath, but his eyes became brighter, and there was a bit of admiration and embarrassment inside.
"Teacher, the way you played just now was cheating."
Entering the blade alone is indeed a way to die and survive, and it is also the fastest way to break the sword control technique. However, if An Yao really has the intention to kill, he can completely give up defense and fight hard. No need for a spirit body, let all the sharp blades swarm up, even if Bai Fang in it can break through this saber technique, his body will definitely be riddled with holes, and he may be seriously injured or die.
It's just that Bai Fang was sure that An Yao would not kill him, so he adopted the most aggressive tactics.
Bai Fang naturally understood this, and said with a calm smile, "I said in advance that if you use a knife to speak, even if you just had a chance to kill me, your spirit body will die. From the perspective of knife skills alone, it is still me Won."
An Yao sighed in admiration: "As expected of a teacher, the students have benefited a lot."
Bai Fang reminded: "Your spiritual body has already faded a lot, I'm afraid you only have the chance to make the last stab."
An Yao's eyes were like torches, and his fighting spirit was strong. Since the end of the third war, he has rarely felt such a passionate fighting feeling.
The six blades danced in the hand like piano keys, and then led into the sky one by one, but did not attack White Fang immediately, the blades disintegrated one by one in mid-air, flowing quickly, as more and more blades joined it, The speed of flow is also accelerating.
The cloud follows the dragon, the wind follows the tiger, and the roar of the tiger and the roar of the dragon are brewing between the blades.
Bai Fang turned from being careless at the beginning to being vigilant, and then a warning signal rose in his heart. Under the flow of this sharp edge, his whole body was suppressed, and it was difficult to even draw the knife, as if the moment he drew the knife, That's when the edge comes.
What kind of knife technique is this?I can't wait any longer, otherwise, when this blade is fully formed, I will lose.
This time, Bai Fang chose to take the initiative to attack. No matter how powerful the blades are or how gorgeous the saber skills are, they are still under the control of others. As long as he beheads successfully, he will win.
In knife combat, the most important thing is the ability to seize opportunities.
Bai Fang's eyes were wide open, staring at An Yao with divine light, and his eyes were narrowed until there was only a slit left, like a sharp arrow, locking it firmly, and the knife in his hand cut out a cylindrical knife aura, With the tip of the knife presenting a spiral and strange shape, it rushes forward crazily.
Facing White Fang's fierce attack, there was neither sadness nor joy in the dim dazzling eyes, he flicked his fingers repeatedly, countless blades formed a rain of knives and fell, colliding with Bai Fang's blades layer by layer.
As soon as the contact was made, the sharp blades all over the sky were shaken away, but they were still solidified. For a moment, it was impossible to see where the two of them were and where the knife was...
Accompanied by a soft cry, An Yao took the lead in attacking, and the six blades seemed to be unsheathed at the same time, but Bai Fang, who was firmly locked by the blades, knew that the six blades had changed after they were unsheathed, it seemed that there were only six attacks, In fact, there are ever-changing changes brewing between the ups and downs of the knife, and brand-new blades can appear from various unexpected directions, making it impossible for people to grasp the angle of attack and hard to guard against.
Facing the first wave of blows, Bai Fang's body seemed to be struggling to survive under a violent storm, without a trace of vitality, as if his body would be pierced by a knife light in the next second.
"Ha ha."
Just when the blade was about to stab the body, Bai Fang smiled, and the Wuwu knife was finally out of its sheath.
With himself as the center, the Unintentional Knife quickly rotated around for a circle, and under the powerful spiral force, it miraculously formed a net of the knife wind, and the area covered even knocked out countless knives, and then the Unintentional Knife It's just a straight stab, the target is directly pointed at the most powerful point of the six-edged sword, and the knife is simply released twice, one turn and one stab, one defense and one attack, the knife technique is like a horse and a horse, the geese pass without a trace, and there is no trace of duel The meaning is like strolling in the courtyard as if it is at your fingertips.
The six blades had no choice but to retreat, and they merged into one and turned into a shield to block the blow.
"Okay." An Yao's eyes showed excitement. After many years, finally someone was able to put pressure on him in sword skills. He could only say that he was worthy of being his teacher. He was making progress, and he was also making progress. After going through a cycle of life and death, sword skills have become natural.
However, Bai Fang's words were full of disappointment: "I know you like to be lazy since you developed the magic sword technique, and this imperial sword technique has brought laziness to the extreme. It's good to face opponents whose strength is not as good as yours. Once the strength is close, Or if the enemy is stronger than you, this kind of knife technique will be ridiculous."
"Haha." An Yao was not annoyed, he laughed and said, "What the teacher said is, next, I will be serious."
All the supreme blades in hand were disintegrated, and more than 1000 blades were revealed. Each blade was as thin as a cicada's wing, as soft and agile as a feather. The once black and transparent light still oozes a jade light. If you don't witness it with your own eyes, It is hard to believe that someone can wield so many blades as a means of attack at the same time.
Bai Fang frowned slightly: "Are you still here?"
"go."
The blade in An Yao's hand turned into thousands of blade lights, once again enveloping the white tooth man with the blade. Different from the range attack last time, this time, the blade had more changes in mid-air, with six blades as the main body. In the main body, there are shadows of other saber techniques. Among them, the most stern knife is the most central one, the one that locks the throat, and there are obvious traces of broken saber techniques.
"I see."
Bai Fang knew something was wrong, he understood that he had underestimated An Yao, and under his control, the Sword Control Technique was no longer a simple long-range attack, but also integrated all the knife skills into it, as if there were thousands of dark ones. Yao used different saber techniques to attack. This kind of saber technique is unpredictable and impossible to master. I really don't know how he learned it.
The whistling sound of the knife wind resounded in all directions, Bai Fang gritted his teeth fiercely, and at this critical moment where life and death were hanging by a thread, he simply closed his eyes and guessed the location of An Yao's murderous intent purely by intuition. The seemingly huge attack was actually fatal. There are only a few of them, and no one can perform such a majestic sword technique at the same time. The reason why there is such a big momentum is mostly the illusion given by the magic sword technique hidden in it.
What Bai Fang is most afraid of is illusion, holding Wuwu knife to simplify things, walking with the knife with his body, following his heart, and suddenly slashing towards a certain position with the knife.
"Ding…"
After a clear sound, the blue light and the black light kept clashing in mid-air, Bai Fang's unintentional knife in his hand blocked An Yao's successive blades one after another like a dragon, and the continuous sharp blades swarmed without a trace, Bai Fang was sweating profusely from the killing, he gritted his teeth and persisted.
After finishing a round of sharp blades, they returned to An Yao's hands again, and the two entered into the initial confrontation.
I saw that White Fang was no longer calm at first, his right hand holding the knife was trembling slightly, his chest heaved and he was gasping for breath, but his eyes became brighter, and there was a bit of admiration and embarrassment inside.
"Teacher, the way you played just now was cheating."
Entering the blade alone is indeed a way to die and survive, and it is also the fastest way to break the sword control technique. However, if An Yao really has the intention to kill, he can completely give up defense and fight hard. No need for a spirit body, let all the sharp blades swarm up, even if Bai Fang in it can break through this saber technique, his body will definitely be riddled with holes, and he may be seriously injured or die.
It's just that Bai Fang was sure that An Yao would not kill him, so he adopted the most aggressive tactics.
Bai Fang naturally understood this, and said with a calm smile, "I said in advance that if you use a knife to speak, even if you just had a chance to kill me, your spirit body will die. From the perspective of knife skills alone, it is still me Won."
An Yao sighed in admiration: "As expected of a teacher, the students have benefited a lot."
Bai Fang reminded: "Your spiritual body has already faded a lot, I'm afraid you only have the chance to make the last stab."
An Yao's eyes were like torches, and his fighting spirit was strong. Since the end of the third war, he has rarely felt such a passionate fighting feeling.
The six blades danced in the hand like piano keys, and then led into the sky one by one, but did not attack White Fang immediately, the blades disintegrated one by one in mid-air, flowing quickly, as more and more blades joined it, The speed of flow is also accelerating.
The cloud follows the dragon, the wind follows the tiger, and the roar of the tiger and the roar of the dragon are brewing between the blades.
Bai Fang turned from being careless at the beginning to being vigilant, and then a warning signal rose in his heart. Under the flow of this sharp edge, his whole body was suppressed, and it was difficult to even draw the knife, as if the moment he drew the knife, That's when the edge comes.
What kind of knife technique is this?I can't wait any longer, otherwise, when this blade is fully formed, I will lose.
This time, Bai Fang chose to take the initiative to attack. No matter how powerful the blades are or how gorgeous the saber skills are, they are still under the control of others. As long as he beheads successfully, he will win.
In knife combat, the most important thing is the ability to seize opportunities.
Bai Fang's eyes were wide open, staring at An Yao with divine light, and his eyes were narrowed until there was only a slit left, like a sharp arrow, locking it firmly, and the knife in his hand cut out a cylindrical knife aura, With the tip of the knife presenting a spiral and strange shape, it rushes forward crazily.
Facing White Fang's fierce attack, there was neither sadness nor joy in the dim dazzling eyes, he flicked his fingers repeatedly, countless blades formed a rain of knives and fell, colliding with Bai Fang's blades layer by layer.
As soon as the contact was made, the sharp blades all over the sky were shaken away, but they were still solidified. For a moment, it was impossible to see where the two of them were and where the knife was...
