Looking directly at the ancient gods for a whole year

life is beautiful.

As dusk falls and lights come on, every household starts cooking, and it’s time to soothe their stomachs for the last time of the day.

The doors and windows of this kind of old house are not very tight. For Fu Qian, he can tell what his neighbors have eaten today just by taking a breath, or even whether they have mistakenly put dark soy sauce instead of light soy sauce.

However, considering that most of them are elderly grandparents, they may not have mastered the cooking skills, but with most of their lifelong experience accumulated, they can basically distinguish the seasonings.

Sitting on the sofa, Fu Qian stretched his body and confirmed that no one had made such a low-level mistake.

Of course, although he was relieved, he didn't do anything more. He directly activated the mark and returned.

Then it was another double jump with the mask on.

I have to say that the more I use this technique of smashing Varudo, the more mysterious it seems.

When he appeared at Miss Wen's mansion again, the surroundings were still quiet.

Although the scene in the field of vision is a bit eye-catching.

Dozens or even hundreds of crescent-shaped arcs permeated with pure aura were flying in the air in beautiful routes, and finally dived towards the location where Chief Yuan was.

Fortunately, the latter is obviously good at listening to advice, such as the full-strength defense mentioned just now.

At this moment, the sphere formed by the overlapping black strips was even more expanded than when it left, without a single flaw.

At first glance, he was really just focusing on defense, not even using the whip to fight back.

So even if an astonishing number of arcs hit and tear from all directions, for a moment they only embellish the target like black sesame balls dipped in sugar, and it will take time to break through.

Of course, breakthrough was not the main purpose.

The moment he appeared, even the hand that was constantly making arc movements was delayed for a moment, which was proof of that.

I told you that I am good at patiently eliminating little experts.

……

As expected, his methods were amazing, and the previous speculation was not exaggerated.

Even in the state of blood conquest, His Excellency the Archangel of Prison could actually confirm whether he was still there.

The reason for Chief Yuan's sudden increase in defensive pressure is very simple. He really took off his mask and left in a bloody state.

And went straight back to the real world, where he took a lazy vacation.

This action, which was theoretically carried out completely in secret, directly caused the Prison Angel Archangel, who had performed very well in the patience competition, to appear and bombard Chief Yuan with a barrage of attacks.

There is almost no other explanation except that it can actually confirm whether it is invisible or away.

Therefore, when I left and came back, Chief Yuan’s side was no longer important.

This method was originally used to try to force myself back.

As for what to do after being forced back, the question is even simpler -

Looking at the blazing white sword that was rapidly taking shape and being held upside down in the opponent's hand, Fu Qian retreated without blinking, avoiding the sweeping blow that was intended to cut him in half.

It was obvious that he was extremely confident in his physical skills. Not wanting to take the risk of a confrontation, the opponent actually decided to engage in close combat in order to find a better opportunity to kill him.

Even though there was nothing where the sword cut through the air, time and space seemed to be shaking.

For a moment, Fu Qian sincerely doubted that if he stayed where he was and chose to use blood to conquer to dodge, he would probably not be able to escape the fate of being beheaded.

Just like what classmate Su Gao made when we were in Yeshengdu.

As for why there was no bloodshed, things had progressed to this point, and after some testing, it was clear that it was time to use all the tricks that had been kept in the box.

After all, he is a second-level transcendent. Just because there wasn't any means of cross-dimensional pursuit before doesn't mean there isn't one.

  Since you choose close combat, you must think it is the best option for the current situation. This move is likely taken into consideration, so how can you not defend against it?

All in all, this guy has superb skills and a cool head, and he has performed really well.

But unfortunately, Archangel Prison chose the wrong opponent.

There are countless heroes in the world, but there is probably only one among ten thousand who dares to compete with me in swordsmanship.

"Here comes the sword."

With a cold smile and an extremely calm voice, Fu Qian raised one hand and grasped the air.

The momentum was so strong that even Lord Lao Tian chose to give up the pursuit at that moment and concentrate on being alert.

Of course, this does not mean that it did nothing. Another large sword that seemed to be made of feathers was also quickly formed in its empty hand.

The efficiency of the dual swordsman was so high that the blood-red sharp blade in his right hand had just taken shape - puff!

The race was finally interrupted by a strange sound, and at the same time, it seemed as if illusory feathers flew out from Lord Laotian's chest.

call--

On the opposite side, Fu Qian blew casually at the muzzle of the Merciful gun in his left hand, and the half-condensed "sword" in his right hand was directly abandoned.

……

  The profoundness of the way of the sword, how could a blind person like you possibly can fathom it?

At that moment, facing the other person's eyes filled with bright light, Fu Qian snorted coldly in his heart.

The technique of Iaijutsu that he performed was honed with the help of Emperor Yasui, a new god.

What the right hand transformed into was nothing more than sword techniques.

Of course, Lord Laotian is obviously not someone who can be easily dealt with, and it is hard to say how much effect a simple sneak attack can have.

Therefore, Fu Qian, who is never overly optimistic, chose to add another layer of "suffocation".

The inherent effect of compassion, which can effectively reduce the probability of being detected, is obviously the essence of the dark sword's wounding, and ultimately has a good effect.

“…You’re still fiddling with that thing!”

Even after the successful attack, Chief Lian Yuan sent a congratulatory message.

Although the pressure suddenly decreased, her absolute defense still did not reveal any flaws, but she obviously still had the energy to observe the outside world.

"Be careful... I can't sense any damage to it."

After expressing her indignation at the fact that her former opponent had chosen to attack her in such a joking manner, Yuan Shan obviously quickly remembered his usual stubborn behavior, and she quickly lowered her voice and gave him a reminder as best she could.

So that's why, right now you can only focus on defense.

Fu Qian did not feel any dissatisfaction when he received this helplessness, but only sighed.

Chief Yuan, who is also good at long-range combat, obviously has not been deeply immersed in the art of critical strikes.

The damage is certainly negligible, but why is Lord Laotian, who can sense this better than you, not moving at this moment?

He put his mercy away and put on a grim smile. He crossed his two ferocious claws in front of his chest and confronted the double-sword angel in front of him, refusing to retreat even a single step.

In order to match the different shapes of the opponent's two greatswords, the sharp claws on the right hand were even specially polished.

Disaster plus grace and liberation, with these two blessings, do you still have the courage to let me see your instant thousand strikes? (End of this chapter)