Urban Shura

Chapter 1526 Crying ghosts and howling gods, finally defeated!

The moment Fang Wuji's voice fell, the dead wood crutch in his right hand instantly attacked Ye Mulong.

However, the speed of Fang Wuji's sword was very slow, in stark contrast to the extremely fast speed just now, it was simply incomprehensibly slow.

"This old man, isn't he suffering from rheumatism?"

Seeing this, the beauty fox couldn't help curling her lips, her eyes full of disdain.

"It's possible!" Long Zangfeng also nodded solemnly.

Only Gu Suli stood aside, just looked at Fang Wuji coldly, without saying a word.

Hu Meiren and Long Zangfeng had never fought against Fang Wuji before, so naturally they didn't know how powerful the dead wood crutch in Fang Wuji's hand was, and Gusuli used a knife, and his sword skills were superb, even though Gusuli also saw it at the moment. I can't tell the mystery of Fang Wuji's sword, but Gusuli can be sure that Fang Wuji's sword is definitely not that simple.

In the world of martial arts, the only thing that can't be broken is fast, everyone understands this truth!

But there will always be people who do the opposite, but if you want to practice slow moves, the hardships involved are far from being comparable to quick moves.

"Good swordsmanship!"

At this moment, Ye Mulong was in the middle of the sword move, and the pupils of his eyes shrank suddenly.

Others may not be able to see the mystery of Fang Wuji's sword, they only feel that the old guy's sword is very slow, but Ye Mulong who is in the battle can really feel the power of Fang Wuji's sword.

Although Fang Wuji drew his sword very slowly, the cold light of the sword's edge was extremely fierce. The moment he drew the sword, all the escape routes around Ye Mulong's body were blocked. Voice!
Ye Mulong has never heard of such a sword move, and has never seen it before!

It seemed that Fang Wuji was not the only person who drew the sword in front of him, but there were thousands of soldiers and millions of underworld soldiers who simultaneously drew their swords at Ye Mulong.

This sword technique, powerful enough to swallow mountains and rivers, made Ye Mulong's forehead break out in cold sweat!
The power of Fang Wuji's third sword cannot be underestimated!
"Qimen Zijue, Fengzi Jue, Qiankun borrows speed!"

Under the intimidation of Fang Wuji's sword, Ye Mulong had no choice but to use the advanced martial arts such as Qimen Jue to deal with it. Since Fang Wuji's sword was a slow move, Ye Mulong used extreme speed to deal with it. Fang Wuji is extremely slow.

"Shhhhhhh..."

In the eyes of everyone, the dead wood crutch in Fang Wuji's hand was still moving forward slowly, and the target was between Ye Mulong's eyebrows, but the speed was as slow as a turtle, which was outrageous.

But Ye Mulong's movement skills have been improved to the extreme at this moment, his whole body is full of strong winds, his body appears and disappears from time to time, he seems to be standing in place, but in fact his body has moved no less than 1000 times!
"This... Brother Long, he..."

Seeing this scene, Fox Beauty, Long Zangfeng, and Gu Suli were all shocked.

They couldn't see the mystery of Fang Wuji's swordsmanship, but they could clearly see the movement of Ye Mulong at this moment, as if Ye Mulong was fighting with thousands of troops, his figure flashed so fast that it was jaw-dropping.

"Oh my God, this old man actually managed to push Brother Long to this point, and even used the Qimen formula!" Hu Meiren couldn't help it, and let out an exclamation.

At this time, the contempt she had seen in Fang Wuji's gaze was gone, replaced by a deep shock, so shocked that she couldn't even close her mouth.

She can't understand Fang Wuji's sword moves, but she knows Ye Mulong's strength very well. There are probably not many people in the world who can make Ye Mulong use strange calligraphy, at least she is the fox beauty, and Long Zangfeng Joining hands with the three of Gusuli, Ye Mulong may not be able to use this strange calligraphy!

But now, Fang Wuji has done it, not only did it, but also made Ye Mulong's forehead seep a fine layer of sweat, which obviously consumed a huge amount of physical energy and vigor!

Just when the hearts of Fox Beauty, Long Zangfeng and Gu Suli were all in their throats, the dead wood crutch in Fang Wuji's hand was less than ten centimeters away from Ye Mulong's eyebrows. The flickering figure also suddenly stopped.

"Ding, snap!"

In the next second, under the astonished eyes of everyone, the two fingers of Ye Mulong's right hand pinched Fang Wuji's dead wood crutch with incomparable precision, making him unable to move any further! !
"Forehead……"

Seeing this scene, Fang Wuji couldn't help being taken aback, and endless surprise flashed in his eyes.

"You actually caught it?!"

Fang Wuji exclaimed almost instinctively, and looked at Ye Mulong in shock.

The move of Wan Ming Sword just now is Fang Wuji's housekeeping skill. There are also some top players, but without exception, they are all defeated by this sword.

But now, Ye Mulong not only broke his own sword, but even clamped the dead wood crutch in his hand with two fingers. Such a heroic and heroic gesture of victory naturally caused Fang Wuji's heart to stir up an uproar!
"The sword spirit is good. Its power and morale are top-notch. It allows Ye to use amazing calligraphy. You can play this competition for the rest of your life."

Ye Mulong smiled faintly, and loosened the withered wooden cane in Fang Wuji's hand with two fingers.

"However, this sword technique of yours has an obvious shortcoming!" Ye Mulong changed the subject abruptly, and at the same time turned to look at Fang Wuji again.

"Oh? What's the disadvantage?"

Fang Wuji was slightly moved, raised his sword eyebrows, looked at Ye Mulong as well, and asked back.

Since the creation of this sword technique of his, until now, all those who have seen it have been defeated by this sword technique, so it is impossible to tell the shortcomings of this sword technique, and Fang Wuji himself I think this sword move has no shortcomings.

But now, Ye Mulong perfectly deciphered his sword move, and even said that this sword technique has shortcomings, Fang Wuji became interested for a while, recovered from the shock, and stared at Ye Mulong carefully.

"The sword moves are too slow. When you make a move, if there is no one around you to protect yourself, you will be slaughtered!"

A flash of light flashed across Ye Mulong's eyes, he looked at Fang Wuji, and explained the mystery in one word!
Fang Wuji's complexion also changed suddenly. His sword moves were extremely slow, and it was because of this slowness that he could create the aura of millions of undead, crying ghosts and howling gods. It can target one person and can only be used in one-on-one duels.

When this sword technique is used, if there is another person beside him, Fang Wuji can be easily attacked and killed. That is to say, the moment Fang Wuji uses this sword technique, apart from the targeted person, Others can't feel it, as long as someone makes a move, even a small bastard who doesn't use ancient weapons, can bring Fang Wuji down with a brick.

This is the fatal point of Fang Wuji's sword technique!
"Young man, you are really not simple, you impress the old man!"

"The rest, there is no need to compare, it is the old man who lost!"

Hearing Ye Mulong's words, Fang Wuji was also sincerely convinced, looking at Ye Mulong with a little more respect.

As the saying goes, there is no priority in learning, and the master is the teacher, not to mention the age, if you lose, you lose. Today, Fang Wuji has passed three moves, and Ye Mulong has cracked them all. If he fights again, he will bring shame on himself.

"It's a good quality to be able to take it and let it go, and to admit failure."

As Fang Wuji admitted his failure, the corners of Ye Mulong's mouth also raised slightly, revealing a slight smile, then he walked forward slowly, and gently placed the thing between the two fingers of his left hand on Fang Wuji's palm among.

"This this……"

In an instant, Fang Wuji's face changed drastically, his whole body trembled rapidly, and he looked at Ye Mulong in horror.

(End of this chapter)