Xiaosheng is not a nerd

Chapter 469 Disparity in Strength
Gong Qiu Shangyang looked at Xie Fu and said with a smile, "I'm not Gu Xuan."

Gong Qiu Shangyang's implication was that he would not be merciful to Gu Xuan, he clearly despised Xie Fu, and at the same time did not think that Xie Fu could draw with Gu Xuan.

Indeed, in the competition between Xie Fu and Gu Xuan that day, Gu Xuan only used [-]% of his strength at the beginning, but at the end of the hand-to-hand fight, Gu Xuan used all his strength.

Xie Fu gave Gu Xuan a joy that he had never experienced before. At that time, Gu Xuan only wanted to fight like a man and shed the last drop of blood.

That's why in the martial arts training ground, Gu Xuan said to Xie Fu: I didn't think carefully that day and caused you to be plotted against by villains.

In a competition, Gu Xuan, who is an elder and also has a great reputation, has every reason to make a little concession.

Just like chess players of different ranks playing chess, high-ranking chess players need to handicap in order to be regarded as a fair game.

Otherwise, you will become an adult beating a child, and you will lose face if you win.

Xie Fu looked at Gong Qiu Shangyang with a smile, and asked, "Are you the Great Qin Nestorian Great Sun Mingyao King?"

Gong Qiu Shangyang asked back: "You doubt?" Could it be that killing a master of Bai Mengzhen's level is not enough to make this young man believe in his own strength.

Xie Fu smiled and said: "Okay, then I will see if you are worthy of the same name as King Duanyue Qinghui."

King Duanyue Qinghui is Chuyue, Master Xie's master.

The one known as the number one demon king in the world fought against the three great masters Duanmuci, Yun Ruoshui, and Feng Tianbai all by himself.

Gong Qiu Shangyang didn't expect this young man to die, so he chose Chuyue to compare with him. Although Chuyue is only King Qinghui of Duanyue of the Nestorian sect of the Great Qin Dynasty, her strength is probably even higher than that of the leader.

King Duanyue Qinghui is only a position in Nestorianism, which does not mean that her cultivation level is commensurate with her position.

Gong Qiu Shangyang didn't know how deep Chuyue's cultivation was, but he knew very well that Duanmuci, Yun Ruoshui, and Feng Tianbai, the three great masters, he couldn't beat any one of them.

Chuyue is a wonderful flower in Nestorianism, and it is also a wonderful flower in the world. He would rather the young people in front of him compare him with the leader of Nestorianism.

Gong Qiu Shangyang said: "Stop talking nonsense, you are the one seeking your own death."

Leng Leng's expression was calm, as if he was queuing up to die, Xie Fu died first, and he died slowly.

Among the three, Qin Chuzhen was the only one who was lucky. Xie Fu's performance against the fifth Yuanfang just now surprised him so much that he asked, "Brother Li, what chance does Xie Fu have?"

Li Huichao is very rational. He knows Bai Mengzhen's strength well, but Bai Mengzhen's bursting pulse can only hurt Gong Qiu Shangyang. Gong Qiu Shangyang's cultivation has surpassed theirs by more than one level.

In the face of the absolute gap in strength, any skill, any perseverance, any determination, everything is in vain.

He responded lightly: "There is no half chance of winning."

He said to Xie Fu in a loud voice: "Brother Xie, I, Li Huichao, have never admired anyone, but I admire you very much." This sentence was probably the last sentence he said to Xie Fu, who was not a friend but fought side by side talk.

Qin Chuzhen's personality was cold and arrogant, but there was a rush of blood in his heart that forced him to speak, and called him brother Xie with the honor of the sixth prince.

"Thank you both, but please think of words of congratulation first."

Like a joke, it is more chic, and life and death are bearish.

"Da Ri Mingyao King, my sword is called the sword, and I can't help it."

Gong Qiu Shangyang chuckled: "Even if Ye Jinghong comes, it's the same fate, let alone you, a toddler in Handan."

"Suffer to death!"

Thank you Fu Jian for coming out.

The moment Xie Fu's sword came out, Pang Pi's true energy turned into a sword. Li Huichao already knew that Xie Fu chose to split his veins and strike to death like a white dream pillow. Li Huichao had guessed that Xie Fu would do this, and his expression was the same.

But there are always things that Li Huichao can't guess.

Xie Fu's sword is not as powerful as Bai Mengzhen, Gong Qiu Shangyang took it, and it didn't hurt him, but he praised: "I underestimate you..."

Before he finished speaking, Xie Fu actually swung his sword a second time.

how is this possible!The second sword!

If one sword is successful, it will be successful, if it is not established, it will perish!Why can you still swing the second sword!It's incredible!
There was no gap between the two swords, and it was so fast that people had no time to spit out half a word of wonder, and many surprised thoughts could only quickly pass through their minds.

After the second strike, Xie Fu stabbed out a third strike.

Fourth sword!
The fifth sword...

This is equivalent to Xie Fu's every sword is a Ye Jinghong who draws his sword. Although its power is not as powerful as Ye Jinghong's, it is at least [-]% powerful.

And there is a tiny gap between each sword.

The muscles on Leng Leng's face tensed instantly, and the [-]% powerful sword couldn't be controlled by me, nor could he resist it.

Of course, if he chooses to strike with bursting pulse, he believes that his sword is more powerful than Xie Fu.

But Xie Fu didn't make one sword, he has made ten swords, he is still alive, and he is still making swords!

How is this going!Is there something magical about Xie Fu's body?
correct!Xie Fu's zhenqi was strong, and he was the last one with Gu Xuan that day.

Xie Fu possesses a profound energy that far surpasses his level of cultivation, but he has never heard of this kind of talent. A person in martial arts is a container, and the depth of his cultivation level can accommodate as much as possible.

Now there is only one explanation, Xie Fu is hiding his strength.

It's just that if Xie Fu has the strength of Gu Xuan, why would he turn one sword into ten swords.

In fact, each of Xie Fu's sword strikes is already a sword that exceeds the limit of his body. Normally, with his cultivation level, if he surpasses the limit, his veins will be broken.

I can't help the sword with [-]% power, how frightening it is, Ye Jinghong can't help but fall down after only one sword strike.

At this moment, Xie Fu was able to do one sword after another, but there were many reasons.

First, what Xie Fu learned was the Kunlun supreme mind method taught by Duan Muci, which is a method used by the Kunlun secret realm to temper and create the body of gods and demons.

Since he has the body of a god and demon, the strength of his muscles and veins cannot be compared to ordinary people in martial arts. Therefore, when the limits of the muscles and veins are exceeded time and time again, the muscles and veins are not so fragile, but they are tough and continuous.

As long as he didn't die, the pain of tearing tendons and veins was a piece of cake for Xie Fu, no matter how painful it was, it couldn't be more painful than the attack of the secret script.

He is used to it, and he is calm.

Second, for a normal martial artist, this kind of sword has almost emptied the true energy in the body. Even if the body's muscles and veins are constantly strong, there is no real energy to support it, and the second sword is used. This is also Leng Leng's suspicion of Xie Fu's hidden strength reason.

However, Xie Fu has inexhaustible water veins in his body.

In this forbidden place where the aura is overwhelmed, others cherish true qi like gold and are not willing to squander it lightly. Although true qi can be adjusted and recovered, it does not happen in a short period of time. One point less.

Xie Fu, on the other hand, can spend as much as he likes, and he doesn't worry about the moment when his true energy is exhausted. He only hates that the mouth of the bottle is too narrow, and he can't just tilt it out.

In other words, it is like the super endurance of a divine horse that never gets tired.

Leopards can run faster than horses in a short period of time, but leopards cannot travel thousands of miles in a day.

Thirdly, it should be said that he had just obtained a vital pulse from Wang Wanzhi, and the tendon was recovering while being injured.

Although it is not as good as the body of the Fifth Yuanfang God, it is still amazingly miraculous.

An unkillable person is just as terrifying.

Leng Leng suddenly Xie Fu's clothes were covered in blood rain, dense red dots spread all over the clothes, but they penetrated from the inside of the body.

Horrified in my heart, this is the rupture of the tendons in the body, and the blood is shot out through the pores and acupoints of the whole body like a needle.

As a martial artist, Leng Leng has naturally seen other people's tendons burst, but only a few places, and he has never seen everything in his body.

All the veins in Xie Fu's body were ruptured, why was he still standing.

But he is drawing a sword!

Ye Jinghong's [-]% powerful sword can't be controlled by me, and it hasn't weakened in the slightest!

Even God can't do it!

After Seventeen Swords, Gong Qiu Shangyang was finally forced to retreat, that is to say, he was not thanked by Fu Yi's sword, but blocked Seventeen's sword and couldn't help me.

And this process only took three blinks of an eye, and in the eyes of ordinary people, it probably became a sword to defeat Gong Qiu Shangyang.

Gong Qiu Shangyang was surprised, this person is not Bai Mengzhen!

This person is not a white dream pillow!This is the only thought in my mind.

Gong Qiu Shangyang was finally passively recruited, and he waved Xie Fu back.

Pong!
The vigor clashed, and the two temporarily separated.

Xie Fu smiled and said: "Why, the majestic King Day Mingyao dare not accept my sword."

This is not a single sword, these are seventeen swords. No matter how profound Gong Qiu Shangyang's cultivation base is, under Xie Fu's seventeen consecutive blows, he can't help stirring his blood, and his veins are faintly aching.

In other words, there should have been seventeen masters who burst their pulses and fought desperately just now, but died in his hands.

And the man in front of him was still standing, still alive.

Gong Qiu Shangyang looked straight at him with a moved expression: "Who are you, and what kind of exercises do you practice, why are you so weird?"

Even people like Gong Qiu Shangyang can't see Xie Fu's secrets.

Li Huichao's clenched fists spread out as if discouraged: "It's all in vain."

If Xie Fu didn't allow Gong Qiu Shangyang to have the slightest respite, and he used another Seventeen Swords, he might be able to hurt Gong Qiu Shangyang, or even kill Gong Qiu Shangyang.

In order to deal with Xie Fu's seventeen swords, Gong Qiu Shangyang also consumed a huge amount of true energy just now, and the true energy continued to flow weakly.

This tone made Gong Qiu Shangyang calm down, now everything has to start all over again.

Of course, Xie Fu's performance was shocking enough, even more shocking than Bai Mengzhen hurting Gong Qiu Shangyang.

Although Bai Mengzhen hurt Gong Qiu Shangyang's flesh, it only hurt his flesh, but Xie Fu threatened Gong Qiu Shangyang's life.

Xie Fu smiled and said, "Why, are you afraid?"

It wasn't that he didn't want to continue just now, but was directly repelled by Gong Qiu Shangyang. Gong Qiu Shangyang's cultivation was not inferior to Gu Xuan's. With the experience of fighting Gu Xuan, Xie Fu knew in his heart that no matter how powerful an opponent was, There are also times when the true energy is exhausted and exhausted.

In order to deal with his seventeen swords just now, Gong Qiu Shangyang also consumed a lot of true energy.

Just like the process of butchering a fish, you must first stun the fish with the back of the knife, and don't let the fish jump on the board.

Gong Qiu Shangyang was indeed jealous because of Xie Fu's weirdness. When he saw that Xie Fu's clothes were covered with blood and blood was pouring out of his seven orifices, it was clear that his fate was hanging by a thread. He laughed and said, "Can you still use the sword?"

Some words don't need to be said directly, they have more ironic effect, the implication of Gong Qiu Shangyang is that you are already at the end of your strength.

(End of this chapter)