Smelting and Exploding the Heavens

Chapter 55 Reunion
Kagami Hitoshi hugged Hatsuhime's body, and the dead air that had disappeared reappeared on him.

There was no hope at all in his eyes this time, it was pitch black and hopeless.

Fan Zhuoyuan asked, "What's the girl's name?"

"Her name is Hatsuhime."

Fan Zhuoyuan was silent for a moment, then said: "There is no good result between commoner women and warriors."

"That's why I was an ominous person. I killed my family, my senior brother, and finally Chu Ji."

After finishing speaking, Jing Jingren raised his head to look at Fan Zhuoyuan, and said slowly: "I should thank you, at least you are not the kind of despicable and shameless person who left her innocent."

"I just don't bother to do anything to the weak who are not threatening."

Jin Jingjing put down Hatsuehime's body, drew his sword and stood up, "This is already more noble than many self-proclaimed noble warriors. Maybe Japan will be destroyed by you and ruled by you, but it will make the people live better. You were right in the beginning, and I was wrong."

Fan Zhuoyuan shook his head and said, "If I were standing in your position, I would still fight hard and die without regret.

As far as you are concerned, we are the aggressors. No matter how colorful the articles are, they cannot cover up this most fundamental fact. "

Jin Jingjing was a little surprised, smiled and said: "You are really a gentleman."

Yuxi Timur and Fan Wenhu seemed to hear the second meaning from Fan Zhuoyuan's words, and they both frowned slightly, feeling a little unhappy.

The Tibetan monk looked at Fan Zhuoyuan again with interest, and gained a deeper understanding of this seemingly rude man.

Jing Jingren inserted the knife into the floor, pointed the blade at Fan Zhuoyuan, stepped back with his left foot, and put his right foot against the back of the knife. He pressed the knife with one hand and held the handle with the other. His posture was extremely strange, but his death was even stronger.

That is the breath that destroys everything and destroys oneself!

As soon as this posture was taken, Fan Zhuoyuan felt that he was locked by something fatal, like being stared at by a hidden poisonous snake. Once he made a move, he would definitely receive a fatal blow!
Since there is no escape, the only way is to face it.

Fan Zhuo stood in a vigilant T-step, loose on the outside and tight on the inside. What is loose is the muscles, and what is tight is the skeleton. This posture allows people to make the fastest reaction in the shortest time and burst out with the greatest strength.

"Is this the knife taught by your master? It seems a little different."

Jing Jingren said: "Nian Ami Ciyin's Wu Nian can't kill you, so I spent a month improving it and incorporating the Juhe technique."

"Hiding the sword in its sheath, and then burst out with all your strength to draw the sword and cut, this seems to be the Juhe cut in my impression."

Jing Jingren shook his head and said: "Hiding the sheath and drawing the sword is just a form of Iaijutsu. The core is to gather momentum."

Fan Zhuoyuan asked again: "Why didn't you use this knife in the first place?"

"Because I saw Chu Ji, I can no longer enter the mindless state of mind."

Fan Zhuoyuan couldn't understand, "Seeing someone you like makes you feel bad? What kind of sword technique is this?"

Jing Jingren smiled and said: "This is a magic sword. Those who practice this sword will kill their parents first, then their brothers, and then their wives and children. The swordsmanship is self-contained!"

Everyone was shocked, the Tibetan monk sighed: "There is such a sword technique in the world, it is really inhumane, it doesn't matter if you don't practice it."

Fan Zhuoyuan frowned and said, "The so-called no-mind means nothing to worry about."

Jing Jingren nodded and said: "That's right, Chu Ji is dead, I have nothing to worry about in the world, life and death can be ignored, is General Fan ready?"

Frenzy flashed in Fan Zhuoyuan's eyes, "I just want to see it well!"

The atmosphere at the scene seemed to have dropped to freezing point, and the two confronted each other for a while in the pavilion.

The wind outside was getting stronger and more irregular, and the heavy snow gradually covered the plum blossom forest.

The flowers that were originally red and brighter than fire were hidden under the snow one by one.

Suddenly a gust of wind blew into the pavilion, causing snow to fly.

Fan Zhuoyuan turned his back to the outside of the pavilion and was unaffected, while Jing Jingren faced the outside world, and the snow fell on his face, blocking his vision, making him blink involuntarily.

All of a sudden, Fan Zhuoyuan rushed forward, clenching his fists into the front!
Jin Jingjing, who was blinded by the wind and snow, suddenly kicked the foot on the back of the sword violently!

At the same time, he twisted his body and sent all the external and internal energy of his body to this kick like a whip.

At this moment, Fan Zhuoyuan realized that this foot was like a hand holding a knife, exerting all the explosive power of his whole body on the blade!
And the hands that control the handle of the knife are nothing more than adjusting the direction. This style of juhe slash is from bottom to top, and the angle is from the most tricky and insidious lower yin, which is difficult to detect and difficult to stop!
The dead energy was hidden deep on the shiny blade, and it shot up in an instant, unexpectedly bringing out a purple lightning-like energy!
This is Wu Nian One Slash combined with Juhejutsu!
Fan Zhuoyuan couldn't see and couldn't stop it!

This is twice as powerful as the knife that Ciyin slashed back then!
Facing such a magic sword, any martial artist who is in the extreme realm of the day after tomorrow will probably also feel hatred for it.

But Fan Zhuoyuan is different, he doesn't pay much attention to skills in fighting, and his tough body is what supports him as a war idiot.

Fan Zhuoyuan, who was rushing forward, leaned forward. This is a superhuman fist that is rarely seen in the fighting arena, but once it is successfully used, it has amazing lethality.

The whole body soars into the air, almost flying towards the opponent, using the momentum of the leap to concentrate all the strength of the whole body on the heavy punch that is thrown out!
This stance avoided the lower body, but first faced the deadly knife with the upper body!

The blade slashed into the chest, like a tangled and twisted withered vine, which should have been slid away, but the extremely sharp and domineering blade first made a small opening, which made the iron shirt's defense invalid, and then continued to expand further, causing Jin Zhong The strong tendons developed by the mask are unstoppable.

Then the blade continued to lift up under the great resistance as if being rubbed by rubber, and hit the sternum, sparks sparked from the friction, and deviated involuntarily, brushed the ribs on the side, leaving a sword mark several minutes deep !

It was finally stripped from the body, but at this time it had already entered Fan Zhuoyuan's attack range.

Wu Nian's slash made Jing Jingren burst out with all his strength, and now he had no energy left to face Fan Zhuoyuan's counterattack.

That punch hit his chest, and those who stood behind Jing Jingren could even see a fist mark appearing behind him, which tore the clothes on his back.

Jin Jingjing did not fly back exaggeratedly this time, because the power of the fist completely penetrated into the body, and a person cannot fly.

He trembled in place, dropped the sword, and fell beside Chu Ji, turning his head to the side before dying, showing a relieved smile.

Fan Zhuoyuan silently watched his opponent fall, while the others present were shocked.

Fan Wenhu hurried forward, "Heng Wu! Your injury! Come quickly, call the doctor!"

I saw a scar on Fan Zhuoyuan's chest that was one foot and three inches long from the abdomen!

The scars are curly, and even the bones and organs inside can be seen.

For an ordinary person suffering from such an injury, even if the internal organs are not injured, a large amount of bleeding in an instant can immediately cause people to go into shock.

Even a master of acupoints who practiced internal kung fu would never think of stopping the blood loss from such a long wound through acupressure, and he would have to wait for death.

Although Fan Zhuoyuan bled a lot, he looked completely unharmed.

Everyone was shocked to see the muscles in his wound contract and squirm, and he managed to patch up such a one-foot-three-inch wound by himself, and successfully stopped the bleeding. They were all dumbfounded.

"Father, I'm fine. I deliberately took that knife with my sternum."

Mastering the boy's kung fu to a certain extent, he can control the flow of blood essence to a certain extent. After he repairs the wound, he controls the flow of blood essence slowly, so that the wound will no longer ooze blood and start to recover on its own.

This is a fatal blow to anyone, but to Fan Zhuoyuan, who is extremely physically strong, it can only be regarded as a slight injury, and it can't even cause him to lose blood until he becomes dizzy.

(End of this chapter)