square inch kill

Chapter 163 Spying on Sanshou!

Those few people were not fools either, taking advantage of Fang Cun's confrontation with Wuying Sanren, each of them jumped out like rabbits, and fled far away without their lives.

Fang Cun didn't seem to have seen it at all, and he didn't intend to stop him at all. As for Wuying Sanren, all his thoughts are now on Fang Cun, and he doesn't care about those few small fishes.

If Fang Cun hadn't revealed the Seven Kills Sword Code, with Wuying Sanren's temperament, he would not have fought Fang Cun desperately at this time, but the temptation of the Seven Kills Sword Code to him was too great.

He had already been forced to retreat by those two monstrous evildoers and gave up the Emperor Sword. If he also gave up the Seven Killing Sword Code now, wouldn't he be a laughingstock as a shadowless man?

Mr. Xihua is not someone else, and there is no chance for him to seek trouble after his injury is healed. As long as he brings back the Seven Killing Sword Code, with the might of the Demon Lord, Wuying Sanren does not have the guts to seek trouble from the Demon Lord.

"Ignorant junior, do you think I can do nothing to you if I am seriously injured?" With a look of coldness in his eyes, Wuying Sanren said calmly, "The power of the heavenly rank is never what you can imagine."

With a sudden determination in his heart, Wuying Sanren did not hesitate immediately, and resolutely launched the last chance to make a full-strength shot.

"Cover the sky with one hand!"

The eight Sanshou moves, this one should be the most important, and it even contains a trace of morality, the hand that supports the sky is the law of the world, covering the sky and the sun, piercing the secrets of the sky!
With one palm pressed, the situation changed, and the whole world seemed to be temporarily covered, except for this palm that covered the sky and the sun.

The strong killing intent instantly enveloped the square inch, such a palm is inevitable, and even makes people not have the slightest thought of resistance.

It is not an exaggeration to say that this is the basis for Wuying Sanren to be able to become a top expert. It carries the moral will and has its own rules. This kind of realm, if you go one step further, truly form your own rules, that is the king of the Northern Territory. level strong.

Of course, it would be extremely difficult to take this step, otherwise, Wuying Sanren would not have put his mind on the Seven Kills Sword Code.

Under the avenue, everything collapses!
Such a palm, not to mention the size, even if it is an ordinary heaven-level powerhouse, it will undoubtedly die.

Of course, even when Wuying Sanren is safe and sound, such stunts can only be performed at a certain price. Now there is only this last chance to make a full-strength shot, and there is no room for any mistakes. A desperate thought arose.

Finally, Wuying Sanren still had the desire to force Fang Cun to reveal the secrets of the Seven Kills Sword Code, so he paused for a moment and didn't take it directly, otherwise Fang Cun might not even have a chance to respond.

However, for Fang Cun, this moment of slight stagnation is enough.

Under such an attack, even the Xingzi Jue cannot avoid it, and there is no power to contend with it. After all, the gap between the ranks is too big, and it is too big to be compensated by any skills. up.

However, for Fang Cun, there is still a heaven-defying method that can ignore the difference in ranks!
Shrink to the ground!

In one step, Fang Cun suddenly merged into the world, and disappeared ten meters away before the palm fell!
"boom!"

With a palm strike, Wuying Sanren suddenly had another urge to vomit blood, and the long-prepared strike fell through, and the sense of contradiction of using the wrong force suddenly made him almost collapse.

However, at this moment, Wuying Sanren couldn't even think of these things at all, his mind was almost blank, and that step that he took lightly seemed to have become an eternity frozen in the air.

"Space Law..." He spat out these words with difficulty, Wuying Sanren seemed to have been emptied of all his strength in an instant, and his face turned pale in an instant.

If it is said that the abilities displayed by Huiyan and Gao Jianfei before were enough to shock him, then this ability to shrink into an inch almost completely broke all his cognition, it is a subversive force, let People are suffocating and even desperate!

The law of space is a power that even the strongest at the peak of the sky rank may not be able to touch.

The reason why Xiaoyaozi was able to crack his Shadowless Step almost drove him to menopause, and he had to rely on all the previous arrangements to get away with luck, it was because of his understanding of the law of space.

But who is Xiaoyaozi?

That is the top powerhouse standing in the entire Northern Territory, even the entire world, but what about this kid in front of him?He's just a ground-level kid!
Even if it is a demon king, I am afraid that he may not be able to touch the magic of the law of space. How can a mere pity playboy be so strong?

He didn't want to believe it, but the truth was right in front of him, so he couldn't help but not believe it.

In the Sanshou attack just now, apart from the supreme power of Space Law, no one can dodge so lightly, not even an opponent who is at the same level as him, or even stronger than Wuying Sanren. .

He let out a long breath, and the shadow of that palm still remained in Fang Cun's heart, and he was terrified. The sky-level powerhouse should not be underestimated. His ability, the blow just now was enough to obliterate himself, there was not even a trace of room for struggle.

"puff!"

A mouthful of blood suddenly spewed out of his mouth, Wuying Sanren showed a miserable smile on his face, fell down and sat on the ground, and lost his previous demeanor, as if the whole person had aged dozens of years in an instant.

"Can you tell me, how did you control the law of space?" Wuying Sanren asked in a deep voice with a hoarse voice.

"It's just a little bit of inheritance by luck." Shrugging, shaking the folding fan lightly, he said.

"Inheritance? Could it be the inheritance of the Necromancer Emperor?!" There was a gleam in his eyes, Wuying Sanren seemed to have found the only answer, and without waiting for an answer, he whispered to himself, "That's right, only the Necromancer Emperor With such a method, only the only emperor in the world, the only god-like existence in this world, has such a method... The Necromancer Emperor, haha, it turns out that the Necromancer Emperor also left a legacy, I am defeated It's not wrong, it's not wrong!"

Looking at Wuying Sanren, Fang Cun felt complicated, but he didn't explain anything after all, just looked at Wuying Sanren calmly.

After a long time, Wuying Sanren got up slowly, "Forget it, you go, from now on, there will be no more Wuying Sanren in the world."

Witnessing the rise of Huiyan, Gao Jianfei, and "Young Master Xihua" with his own eyes, Wuying Sanren suddenly felt a sense of depression in his heart, as if he could no longer arouse his interest.

After gathering his mind, a faint smile appeared on the corner of Fangcun's mouth, "Wait a minute, casual people."

"What else do you want?" Wuying Sanren looked at Fang Cun calmly and said with a stern look in his eyes.

"Without him, I just saw Sanren's Sanshou and admired it in my heart. I dared to ask Sanren to pass this Sanshou to the younger generation." With a folding fan in his hand, Fang Cun stopped in front of Wuying Sanren with a light smile.

Wuying Sanren spied on the Seven Kills Sword Code, and wanted to steal it by chance over and over again, Fang Cun would not be polite to him, and when Wuying Sanren was seriously injured and hit hard, he came forward and forced him to pass Sanshou to himself. No psychological barriers.

"What did you say?!" Wuying Sanren was almost confused by Fang Cun's question for a moment.

Although he asked himself that the Eight Records of Sanshou was his whole life's painstaking effort, but he was definitely not as good as the Seven Killing Sword Code, and probably not as good as some of the devil's secret techniques. He had to let go, but this was something he could never have imagined.

"The Sanren's Sanshou strike is powerful and earth-shattering. If it wasn't a fluke, I'm afraid the junior has already been killed! I naturally admire it in my heart, and I implore the senior to give me some advice." After a pause, he glanced at Wang Xiaoxue, and continued, "What's more, the disciple Also, from my point of view, it seems that the disciples have not yet obtained the inheritance of the Sanren, right? How about the Sanren take this opportunity to teach the Sanshou to the disciples?"

This statement is naturally a bit milder. The so-called passing it on to Wang Xiaoxue is just an excuse. Since Fang Cun is listening by the side, teaching it to Wang Xiaoxue is actually no different from teaching it to him.

It's just that this can give Wuying Sanren a step up and allow him to step down.

For a moment, Wuying Sanren stared fixedly at Fangcun, and Wuying Sanren's eyes flickered, but he was also a little undecided for a while.

"Sanren might as well think about it. Now that Sanren is seriously injured, if the news is accidentally revealed and reaches the ears of Sanren's enemies, I'm afraid... this Sanshou will be lost." A wicked smile appeared on the corner of his mouth , Fang Cun said lightly.

The steps are given, so it is natural to threaten them, which is what the so-called big sticks and sweet dates mean.

Hearing this, Wuying Sanren couldn't help but tremble slightly in his heart.

That's right, even under serious injuries, with the Shadowless Step, he is sure to escape calmly. After all, "Mr. Xihua" is not a demon king, nor is he a happy son. It is impossible to stop him.

However, if Fang Cun ignored so much, as long as he spread the news of his serious injury and revealed his location, someone would follow the clues to find him.Now that he is seriously injured, Wuying Sanren is not sure that he will be able to escape from the hands of a strong man of the same level. After all, he has already used up the three chances that he might have made a full-strength shot.

At this moment, Wuying Sanren felt a little regretful, rushed to chase down with his seriously injured body, and used up the only three remaining opportunities to make full shots, but now he is a little bit hard to get off.

Thinking of this, his eyes flickered even more. If it wasn't for the fact that he no longer has the ability to kill Fang Cun, he would have already wanted to silence him.

"Also, senior, don't forget, even though this junior can't stop you, it might not be impossible for you to follow all the way." Looking at Wuying Sanren pointedly, Fang Cun said lazily.

Mentioning this, Wuying Sanren then remembered that the other party had obtained the inheritance of the "Emperor of the Necromancer" and understood a little bit of the law of space. If he wanted to chase him down with this, with his current injuries, he dare not say that he would definitely die. I can get rid of it.

Although this kind of statement may be exaggerated, he did not dare to gamble.

"Okay, I can agree to pass this Sanshou to Xue'er, but as for whether she will learn it well, I don't guarantee it." After staring at Fang Cun for a while, Wuying Sanren finally gave in.

"Naturally." With a bright smile on his face, Fang Cun waved his folding fan and said, "As long as the senior teaches Sanshou, the junior promises that nothing happened, and he will never leak the news of the senior, let alone follow the senior. .”

To reciprocate, Fang Cun immediately swore to calm Wuying Sanren's mind.

(End of this chapter)