From one person to nine to five

Chapter 644 Seven Sides (2)

The Seven-Faced Samurai put on the "Wrath" mask, his aura became even wilder, and every swing of his sword was carried with the force of thunder.

His attacks became more fierce and direct, and each attack tried to suppress Xu Fu. Although the face under the mask could not be seen, it could be imagined that it must be full of fighting enthusiasm and desire for victory.

Xu Fu faced the changes of the Seven-Faced Warrior, with no fear in his eyes, only respect for the battle and respect for his opponent.

He knew that the battle had entered a new stage and he had to go all out to compete with this powerful opponent.

As the Seven-Faced Samurai re-positioned himself, his aura became even stronger. His body sank slightly, and the large sword was held horizontally in front of him, with the tip of the blade touching the ground, making a slight friction sound.

His movements revealed a calm confidence, as if telling Xu Fu that no matter how the opponent attacked, he was ready to face it.

Under the mask of the seven-faced samurai, the red "anger" mask is particularly eye-catching. It not only represents his emotions, but also is a signal of battle.

The angry expression on the mask seemed to be provoking Xu Fu, stimulating his desire to fight. The seven-faced warrior's eyes were fixed on Xu Fu through the eye holes of the mask. Although his waving action was simple, it was full of provocation.

Facing the provocation of the Seven-Faced Warrior, Xu Fu did not show any impatience or anger. He knew that as a warrior, controlling his emotions was the key to victory.

He took a deep breath, adjusted his breathing, and restored his mind to a calm state.

His golden spear was quietly held in his hand, his body relaxed but ready to deal with the next attack from the Seven-Faced Warrior at any time.

There was a determined light in Xu Fu's eyes. He knew that this battle was far from over and he needed to keep a clear head and a stable mentality to find a chance of victory in this battle.

He nodded slightly, as if responding to the challenge of the Seven-Faced Samurai, and at the same time telling himself that he was ready for the next challenge.

There was a flash of determination in Xu Fu's eyes. He knew that facing a powerful enemy like the Seven-Faced Warrior, any hesitation or delay might lead to failure.

His footsteps moved lightly, his body was as light as catkins in the wind, the golden spear in his hand drew golden tracks in the air, and he once again displayed his unique skill "Cutting the Wind".

"Zhan Feng" is not just an attack, it is more like an art, a way to harness and control the wind.

There was a smooth and continuous power in Xu Fu's movements. Every time he swung his spear, it brought with it a strong wind pressure, as if to cut through the surrounding air.

The seven-faced warrior felt the power contained in Xu Fu's attack, and the expression of the red "angry" mask under his mask looked even more ferocious.

His body leaned back slightly, and the large sword rotated above his head, forming a huge blade wheel. The blade wheel contained violent power, ready to meet Xu Fu's "Zhanfeng".

When "Zhan Feng" collided with the sword wheel of the seven-faced warrior, there was a deafening sound, and the whole stone forest seemed to be shaking.

The golden wind pressure and the red blade wheel collided with each other, generating a powerful shock wave that shook the surrounding stone pillars.

The figures of Xu Fu and the Seven-Faced Warrior were looming in the shock wave, and every confrontation between them was filled with a contest of strength and speed.

Xu Fu's "Zhanfeng" is like a continuous storm, while the seven-sided warrior's sword is like a solid dam, stubbornly resisting the attack of the storm.

The battle between the two became more and more intense. Every attack and defense was full of variables. Everything in the stone forest was shaking because of this battle.

Xu Fu's golden spear and the seven-faced warrior's sword kept colliding in the air, making crisp metallic sounds, sparks flying, and illuminating the entire stone forest.

Xu Fu faced the changes of the Seven-Faced Warrior, with no fear in his eyes, only respect for the battle and respect for his opponent.

He knew that the battle had entered a new stage and he had to go all out to compete with this powerful opponent.

As the Seven-Faced Samurai re-positioned himself, his aura became even stronger. His body sank slightly, and the large sword was held horizontally in front of him, with the tip of the blade touching the ground, making a slight friction sound.

His movements revealed a calm confidence, as if telling Xu Fu that no matter how the opponent attacked, he was ready to face it.

Under the mask of the seven-faced samurai, the red "anger" mask is particularly eye-catching. It not only represents his emotions, but also is a signal of battle.

The angry look on the mask seemed to be provoking Xu Fu, stimulating his desire to fight.

The seven-faced warrior's eyes were fixed on Xu Fu through the eye holes of the mask. Although his waving gesture was simple, it was full of provocation.

Facing the provocation of the Seven-Faced Warrior, Xu Fu did not show any impatience or anger. He knew that as a warrior, controlling his emotions was the key to victory.

He took a deep breath, adjusted his breathing, and restored his mind to a calm state.

His golden spear was quietly held in his hand, his body relaxed but ready to deal with the next attack from the Seven-Faced Warrior at any time.

There was a determined light in Xu Fu's eyes. He knew that this battle was far from over and he needed to keep a clear head and a stable mentality to find a chance of victory in this battle.

He nodded slightly, as if responding to the challenge of the Seven-Faced Samurai, and at the same time telling himself that he was ready for the next challenge.

There was a flash of determination in Xu Fu's eyes. He knew that facing a powerful enemy like the Seven-Faced Warrior, any hesitation or delay might lead to failure.

His footsteps moved lightly, his body was as light as catkins in the wind, the golden spear in his hand drew golden tracks in the air, and he once again displayed his unique skill "Cutting the Wind".

"Zhan Feng" is not just an attack, it is more like an art, a way to harness and control the wind.

There was a smooth and continuous power in Xu Fu's movements. Every time he swung his spear, it brought with it a strong wind pressure, as if to cut through the surrounding air.

The seven-faced warrior felt the power contained in Xu Fu's attack, and the expression of the red "angry" mask under his mask looked even more ferocious.

His body leaned back slightly, and the large sword rotated above his head, forming a huge blade wheel. The blade wheel contained violent power, ready to meet Xu Fu's "Zhanfeng".

When "Zhan Feng" collided with the sword wheel of the seven-faced warrior, there was a deafening sound, and the whole stone forest seemed to be shaking.

The golden wind pressure and the red blade wheel collided with each other, generating a powerful shock wave that shook the surrounding stone pillars.

The figures of Xu Fu and the Seven-Faced Warriors were looming in the shock wave, and every clash between them was full of a contest of strength and speed. Xu Fu's "Wind Slash" was like a violent storm, continuous and endless, while the Seven-Faced Warrior's sword was like a solid dam, tenaciously resisting the invasion of the storm.

The battle between the two became more and more intense. Every attack and defense was full of variables. Everything in the stone forest was shaking because of this battle.

Xu Fu's golden spear and the seven-faced warrior's sword kept colliding in the air, making crisp metallic sounds, sparks flying, and illuminating the entire stone forest.

As the battle progressed, Xu Fu began to sense a change in the rhythm of the Seven-Faced Warrior's attacks. He noticed that every time the Seven-Faced Warrior swung his sword, the scowl on his mask seemed to become more vivid, as if the mask itself was responding to the Seven-Faced Warrior's anger.

Xu Fu realized that this was not just a physical contest, but also a spiritual confrontation.

Xu Fu began to try to use more flexible movements to deal with the attacks of the Seven-Faced Warrior. His body was like a fish in water, shuttling between the sword shadows of the Seven-Faced Warrior.

His golden spear was no longer just a simple straight-line attack, but began to swing at more complex angles and trajectories, trying to find a gap in the Seven-Faced Warrior's defense.

The seven-faced warrior seemed to have sensed Xu Fu's change. His attacks became more violent, and every swing of his sword was accompanied by a stronger anger.

His large sword drew red tracks in the air, as if flames of anger were burning.

His attacks were no longer simple slashing, but began to incorporate more variations and strategies, trying to suppress Xu Fu in a more complex way.

Facing the violent attack of the seven-faced warriors, Xu Fu's eyes became sharper, and his golden spear began to dance in a more flexible manner, sometimes winding like a snake, and sometimes pouncing like a tiger.

He no longer simply attacked, but began to look for opportunities to deal a fatal blow to the Seven-Faced Warrior.

The battle between the two is not only a contest of strength, but also a contest of wisdom and strategy. Every attack and defense is full of meaning, and every exchange of eyes reveals the will to fight.

Xu Fu and the Seven-Faced Warrior were both looking for each other's weaknesses while constantly adjusting their tactics.

As time went on, the physical strength of both men began to be gradually depleted, but their will to fight became stronger.

After a fierce swing of Xu Fu's golden spear, he suddenly changed the rhythm of his attack, and his body quickly retreated, putting some distance between him and the seven-faced warriors.

When the seven-faced warrior saw this, a hint of doubt flashed in his eyes, but then his anger became even more intense. He shouted loudly, and swung the large sword violently. A red sword energy attacked Xu Fu like a mad dragon.

A hint of determination flashed in Xu Fu's eyes. He knew that this was the crucial moment to decide victory or defeat.

His body suddenly accelerated, and the golden spear in his hand drew a perfect arc in the air. This was his unique skill "Eye of the Wind".

"Eye of the Wind" is an ultimate blow that concentrates all of Xu Fu's strength and spirit. It is not only an attack, but also an ultimate control over the wind.

When the golden spear collided with the red sword energy, the entire stone forest shook, and an even more powerful shock wave spread in all directions, shattering the surrounding stone pillars.

Xu Fu's moves suddenly changed. His steps became steady and powerful. The golden spear in his hand was no longer just dancing lightly, but began to gather a heavy force.

His eyes were determined, as if a storm was brewing, and the center of the storm was the long spear in his hand.

As Xu Fu's breathing gradually became deeper, a subtle change began to appear around his body.

The airflow in the air seemed to be pulled by some force, slowly spinning around him, forming an invisible vortex. Every breath Xu Fu took made the vortex more stable and stronger.

The Seven-Faced Warrior felt the change in power, and a hint of vigilance flashed in his eyes. He knew that Xu Fu was preparing a powerful attack that could change the situation of the battle.

The Seven-Faced Samurai's anger did not diminish, on the contrary, his fighting spirit became even stronger. He lowered his body slightly, holding the large sword tightly in his hand, ready to meet Xu Fu's attack.

Xu Fu took a deep breath, and suddenly a powerful force burst out from his body. This force was like thunder and instantly filled his golden spear.

The tip of the long spear began to emit a faint light, which increased as Xu Fu's power increased, and eventually became as dazzling as lightning.

"Thunder Bell!" Xu Fu shouted, and swung the golden spear in his hand violently. A golden lightning shot out from the tip of the spear and went straight towards the seven warriors.

The speed of this lightning was extremely fast and it reached the front of the seven-faced warrior almost instantly.

The seven-faced warrior reacted just as quickly. He turned his body sharply and his large sword drew a perfect arc in the air, trying to block Xu Fu's lightning attack.

However, Xu Fu's "Thunder Bell" was no ordinary attack. The power it contained was far beyond the imagination of the Seven-Faced Warrior.

The lightning collided with the large sword, making a deafening noise, and the entire stone forest trembled.

The power of the lightning was not completely blocked, but part of it penetrated the Seven-Faced Warrior's defense and hit his body.

The Seven-Faced Warrior's body shook violently, and a tiny crack appeared on his mask, but his eyes remained firm, not revealing any fear.

Xu Fu did not relax his vigilance because he knew that the Seven-Faced Warrior was much tougher than ordinary people. He moved quickly and swung the golden spear in his hand again, with each swing accompanied by the roar of thunder and lightning.

Xu Fu's attacks became more fierce, and each attack was like thunder, trying to completely defeat the defense of the Seven-Faced Warriors.

Facing Xu Fu's fierce attack, the seven-faced warrior began to move his body continuously, trying to find the flaws in Xu Fu's attack.

His large sword drew red tracks in the air, and each swing was carried out with violent force, trying to compete with Xu Fu's lightning.

The battle between the two entered a new stage. Every confrontation was full of variables and every attack contained great power.

Xu Fu's lightning and the seven-faced warrior's sword energy continued to collide in the air, making bursts of deafening roars, and the entire stone forest was shaking because of their fight.

As the battle continued, Xu Fu and the Seven-Faced Warriors' physical strength was constantly depleted, but their will to fight became stronger.

There was an unyielding light in their eyes, as if telling each other that no matter how difficult the battle was, they would not give up easily.

(End of this chapter)