The big rivers and lakes that attack

Chapter 438: A Sword With Long Reflex Time

Qin Baolu took back the mace and said indifferently: "Huofeng, do you know why we want to tell you our origin?"

Li Buming shook his head and frowned.

Shan Rousha chuckled, ignoring Zhou Xiaoman's sharp glazed knife on his neck: "Because we tell you this, you will have scruples and dare not hurt our lives."

Qin Baolu said: "So, we are very stable."

Shan Rousha chuckled, and said: "Huofeng, do you really think you have won? It seems that you didn't take my words to heart, or did you not hear clearly?"

His words were extremely arrogant.

Also at this moment, Li Buming seemed to recall something, and at the same time felt a scalp-numbing momentum coming.

Shouted: "Be careful!"

After abandoning the two of them, the flames were transmitted to Zhou Xiaoman's back. Zhou Xiaoman, who thought that the victory was in his hands, didn't react at all.

The next moment, a big gun struck directly, and a huge lightning bolt struck down.

Li Buming resisted with all his strength, but the blazing fire phoenix covering him was directly scattered by the heavy black gun, and then the gun barrel hit him hard on the forehead.

With a sound of "Ding!", the black armor on his head was shattered.

Li Buming's eyes darkened, and he fell from mid-air.

It seems that someone said: "Eh? This fire phoenix is ​​quite powerful. If it is in its prime, it can fight me. It's a pity that he is like a bitch Meng. He is out of shape, so it's boring..."

"Master!"

Zhou Xiaoman flew to the rescue.

Zheng Yuan left in a hurry.

Qin and Shan looked at each other and smiled, and didn't pay much attention to it.

The ugly man said, "Can you put your clothes on?"

The hypocrite said: "I deliberately let him burn it, otherwise people will always misunderstand that I am a woman and I am beautiful. Is it my fault?"

The ugly man said: "You are disgusting..."

"It's really disgusting. With your butt naked, I'm afraid that others won't know that you are a cute girl. It's very hurtful..."

Suddenly, a voice came, and the two turned their eyes in amazement, only to see a gray-and-white man with a mustache appearing behind them.

Shan Rousha whipped him away, and the mustache lowered his head slightly, messing up his bun, and his long hair fluttered in the wind.

"Emergency response is okay, but the ability is not good enough!"

Yan Luoxia waved his sword lightly, then ignored them, stomped his foot, and dodged elsewhere.

Qin Baolu was puzzled by the inexplicable mustache and asked, "Who is this person?"

Shan Rou said in a deep voice: "Just now I saw him sitting on the left side of Qionghua's seat."

Qin Baolu said: "It must be an extremely powerful character, but I have never heard of this person's background before."

Shan Rousha pondered: "Maybe you have heard of it?"

Qin Baolu thought of something: "You mean..."

"That's right, the mad dog under the sword master's door, the 'Great Sword of Righteousness', I think it should be him."

"I've seen Li Haoran's portrait, and it seems a bit inconsistent. 'Hao Ran Jian' is dressed in a shabby black robe, with an umbrella under his armpit, and looks sloppy, but that man just now..."

"Shouldn't people be allowed to change clothes and dress up?"

"It makes sense. From this point of view, the ability of this 'Great Sword' is not inferior to that of the 'Dying Man'."

"In short, 'Mad Dog' is less likely to offend. Although the 'General's Mansion' may not give the sword master face, the master is a swordsman at least."

Shan Rousha said in a deep voice: "The old sword master gave the half-mountain card to the master. Although the 'General's Mansion' is not rare, the master cherishes it very much."

Qin Baolu frowned: "Perhaps, he is letting us go for the sake of the master?"

"How is it possible." Shan Rousha smiled lightly, and said, "He doesn't know our origin."

Qin Baolu was puzzled, "Then why did he let us go?"

"It may also be because he wants to focus on dealing with Zheng Yuanfeng and doesn't want to delay, because..."

Before the word "this" came out of her mouth, Shan Rousha's face changed drastically, and she saw more than a dozen openings slowly opened on his naked body like a baby's mouth.

A large part of these wounds were concentrated on his limbs, while others were on the abdomen, back and torso, as if they were split by an invisible silk thread without him knowing it.

At first, more than a dozen wounds were only split open, revealing the deep and pale flesh under the skin, and there was no fresh blood, but within a short while, dark red blood flowed out from the wounds.

There was no splash, it just flowed out continuously. In an instant, Shan Rousha turned into a blood man.

Exclaimed: "Who did it!"

"Who... who the hell!?"

Compared with Shan Rousha's "lukewarm", Qin Baolu who suffered the same injury was much more miserable.

His blood pressure may be relatively high. At the moment when the injury broke out, there was a "呲~" blood sprayed out like mist, and there were bursts of slight sounds like blowing a whistle.

The two of them were full of fear at this moment, and they couldn't figure out what was going on. However, after a brief moment of astonishment, they all remembered that just now, the passing man with the mustache swayed lightly. sword.

It turned out that he didn't let us go, just because his sword was too fast, so fast that we didn't realize that we had been hit, and so fast that our body couldn't react at all.

If the man with the moustache wanted to kill us, maybe he just had to flick his sword again and then ignore it, and we suddenly found our heads fell off in the middle of a pleasant conversation.

It is even possible that the two fallen heads are still talking happily...

But he didn't kill us, he just made us seriously injured and lost the ability to move. This...why?

Qin Baolu and Shan Rousha thought of this at the same time, and they both felt the shock from the bottom of their hearts, the fear soaked in the bone marrow, and the strong doubts that could not be resolved from each other's eyes.

Then, he rolled his eyes, lost consciousness, and fell from midair.

……

Ninth-rank masters are formidable, whether it is their own speed or force value, they have greatly dropped the rank of eighth-rank by several blocks.

Otherwise, the higher the rank, the greater the gap between them, and finally formed an insurmountable gap.

This world is so fucked up, the higher you go, the bigger the gap between strengths will be.

The contest between warriors below the seventh rank is the kind where others can't measure your rank before you do it. This stage is not bad, at least you can measure it with the naked eye.

And from the seventh rank up to the eighth and ninth ranks, it is impossible for others to see how much you have hidden before you have fully exerted your own strength.

To give an example, it's like a certain person who didn't want to be named, who was originally ranked second in strength in Juansha Town, and one of the "Seven Heroes" in Qixia Town.

The only authentic heir of the Jiangshan Sword Master, the senior brother of the Banshan Sword Master, the honorary sword master of the Sword Domain, an upright gentleman who travels all over the world, and a mustache nicknamed "Haoran Righteous Sword" by Jianghu people.

When he first arrived in Juansha Town, he killed from the head of the town to the end of the town, and then from the end of the town to the head of the town. Hacked to death.

And in the end, it developed to the point where he almost died with Duan Tang, and Li Dazhang personally came forward to mediate the situation. As a result, others thought he was a sixth-rank, or even close to seventh-rank, but in fact he was only fifth-rank at that time .

But someone like a certain mustache who doesn't want to reveal his life is just a different species after all. As long as the two parties make a move, they can immediately judge each other's rank from the depth of vitality accumulated and the fate of each other's vitality.

Therefore, for those "low-level masters" below the seventh rank, it is undoubtedly a "taboo" to reveal their rank to others, which is equivalent to telling the other party their cards.

If others have malicious intentions, they can arrange and measure your grade to see if they are sure to kill you.

(End of this chapter)