square inch kill

Chapter 222 Sword Formation, Stable Storm ([-])

When the sword moves, the situation changes!
No matter how many rumors you have heard in the past, it still cannot be compared with the personal experience in front of you. The almost irresistible sense of oppression fills everyone's heart, and the shock and horror cannot be described in words.

At this moment, it seems that what they have to face is not Fangcun, but the aloof Necromancer, the supreme existence who controls the life and death of all beings and can be called the only god in the world.

"boom!"

There was no resistance at all, as soon as the blow fell, Huiyan and Yaolong spurted blood and fell down, their faces were white as paper, their vitality was almost completely cut off, and they had no power to fight back. They knelt on the ground at the same time, their eyes full of misery.

Xiao Zhan and Bai Rong were slightly better, but the two of them had already been seriously injured. Now that they were hit again, they were instantly dwarfed by each other, unable to form any effective resistance at all. Seeing the sword energy bombarding their bodies, If it weren't for relying on the strength of the sky rank to hold on, it would be no better than Huiyan and the others.

"Since the Emperor Sword Qijue Formation is launched, the entire Qingzhou Prefecture will be alarmed. Fang Cun, even if you have the ability to kill us, you will not be able to escape the siege of a strong man after all."

A ruthless look flashed in his eyes, and Bai Rongshen said threateningly.

This kind of threat actually has no practical effect, and it is impossible for Fang Cun to stop. He also knows this very well in his heart, but these words are also not fast.

"That's right, this is not the king's capital of the Northern Territory, and you don't have to expect the Necromancer to save you again!" Staring at Fang Cun, Xiao Zhan spit out a mouthful of blood, and then echoed with hatred.

Fang Cun smiled, then shook his head slightly and said, "This is not something you need to worry about. Of course I dare to show up, and of course I am somewhat sure."

Gently tugging with one hand, the Emperor Sword entered silently, and with a light touch on the foot, with the help of the Qijue Formation of the Emperor Sword, Fang Cun swung the Emperor Sword directly to attack Bai Rong, chanting softly at the same time.

"Don't listen to the sound of Chuanlin beating leaves, why not scream and walk slowly."

After exporting the two lines of poetry, Fang Cun seemed to have a bit of elegance on his body, with a look of confidence in his eyes, and he spoke softly.

As if this is not a battle at all, but just for poetry.

The simple two lines of poetry seem to have infinite magic power, and they are clearly imprinted in everyone's heart. Even under such a fierce battle, everyone seems to be able to feel the charm contained in those simple lines and chic.

The sword fell, and Bai Rong's body was blown away again. Now with the power of the Emperor Sword's Seven Jue Formation, the strength of a square inch is comparable to that of a heaven-ranked powerhouse. It's clear, even in the peak state, I'm afraid I can't take such a sword.

The Emperor Sword contains the imprint of the Great Dao of the Necromancer Emperor, after all, it is not comparable to ordinary magic soldiers. If it is not the case, it is not worthy of many heaven-level powerhouses, and they have to fight desperately.

"Bamboo stick straw sandals lightly beat horses, who is afraid?"

As if he didn't care about other people's reactions, Fang Cun didn't mean to kill Bai Rong immediately, but just recited this poem lightly, and at the same time launched the Emperor Sword to suppress Bai Rong, constantly aggravating the injuries in his body.

"A misty rain Ren Pingsheng."

When the poem was recited here, the rest of the people couldn't help feeling a little absurd in their hearts. Apart from other things, this poem must be enough to be passed down to future generations, a shocking work.

The majestic atmosphere and confidence revealed between the lines further destroyed their few hopes.

"puff!"

Another mouthful of blood spewed out of his mouth, and Bai Rong's face turned pale, but he suddenly laughed, "Fang Cun, why don't you use chess pieces? Isn't there a chess game? You're trying to lure me into the game, isn't it just because you want to play?" Does it fulfill the name of your Yan Luotie? Wouldn’t it be contrary to your Yan Luotie’s description to kill me like this?”

Qinglian, chess piece, five senses!

After Qingzhou Mansion Master's deliberate publicity, everyone clearly remembered these three simple phrases. However, things have progressed to this point, although Fang Cun has won, but it seems to be at odds with him after all, and it is inevitable that there are some flaws.

He shook his head slightly, but Fang Cun didn't answer, and the Emperor Sword in his hand once again drove the yin and yang qi down.

"It's expected that the spring breeze blows and wakes up, it's slightly cold, but the mountain top is slanting to welcome you."

Surrounded by black and white qi, supplemented by yin and yang qi, hidden in harmony with heaven and earth, at this moment, Fangcun is like a high-ranking ruler, ignoring all kinds of attitudes of the world, no matter whether you are ridiculing or scolding, you can't make your heart feel the slightest bit ripple.

Emperor Sword Seven Slashes!

Without giving Bai Rong the slightest chance to fight back, a stern look flashed in Fang Cun's eyes, and he waved his sword down, but with the power of the Emperor Sword Qijue Formation, he directly launched the Emperor Sword Seven Slash!

One cut, breaks five senses!
When Fang Cun fought against the King of Gamblers, with the strength of the earth level, he cut off the five senses of the King of Gamblers for a moment. Now, with the power of the Emperor Sword Qijue Formation, Fang Cun's strength has reached the sky level, and the Emperor Sword is even stronger. Get out of the sheath and trigger the imprint of the Heaven and Earth Avenue!
Coupled with the fact that Bai Rong is already seriously injured and unable to form any effective resistance, this sword completely cut off his five senses.

In an instant, Bai Rong felt that all perceptions were completely away from him, as if they fell away in an instant.I can no longer feel any existence around me, and I am in a void, with deep fear, but I can't struggle.

The last sound faintly heard in the ear was Fang Cun's soft croon.

"Looking back at the place that has always been bleak, when I go back... there is neither wind nor rain nor sunshine."

As the last line of the poem fell, Fang Cun finally launched the second blow of the Emperor Sword Qijue Formation again, and the overwhelming sword energy came crashing down. Come on, the space is almost shattered.

"puff!"

In the blink of an eye, the bodies of Yaolong and Xiao Zhan were crushed by the sword energy at the same time, turning into a cloud of blood mist, completely cutting off their vitality, and they would fall directly in an instant.

Bai Rong also lost any sound, being suppressed by the Emperor Sword, he might perish at any time.

As for Huiyan, I don't know whether it was intentional or unintentional. Most of the sword energy that filled the sky avoided his position, so that he could barely survive. However, he has exhausted his whole body even to say a word. strength.

Everything seems to have come to an end, savoring the song carefully, the charm in it is really fascinating!

Once the turmoil has settled, the whole situation has come to an end. Such an ending seems to be the best.

However, at this moment, a jet-black blade glow suddenly appeared in the void that was originally blocked by the Emperor Sword. space.

It's hard to describe such a knife. Although it was daytime, under that knife, it seemed to cut off all the light, leaving only the purest darkness!

Magic knife, Duanmu!
Stepping in the void, Duanmu gently hugged the knife to his chest, looked at the square inch for a long time, and then slowly said, "What a square inch, what a song to fix the storm!"

In fact, Duanmu had already arrived when Fangcun opened the Emperor Sword Qijue Formation in the morning, but he was always invisible. Although the space was blocked, it couldn't stop his spiritual thoughts.

However, until Xiao Zhan died, he never showed up. Until now, everything seemed to have ended, and he finally appeared on the stage to clean up the mess.

There was a hint of uncertainty in his eyes, Fang Cun looked at Duanmu quietly and said, "Sure enough, it was you who resisted until now to show up. In fact, you are not sure how to deal with the Emperor Sword Qijue Formation at all, are you?"

"I'm just waiting to see if you are the young master I am familiar with." Sighing slightly, Duanmu said softly, "It seems that the young master really died in your hands... Now the means and scheming, the young master died because of you Hand, it’s not too unfair.”

Gently resting on the knife with one hand, Duanmu continued, "Unfortunately, I had to kill you... Originally, your layout was perfect, but unfortunately, you forgot that I am the most familiar with you, Young Master! Although you are talented, you hardly know how to play chess, let alone have the patience to wait... From the moment you stepped into the Chess and Chess Garden, I knew that you are not a son."

Duanmu didn't seem to be in a hurry, he just narrated calmly, it seemed that the situation in front of him was no longer in his eyes at all.

In fact, he is indeed qualified!
In terms of strength, he is the number one general under Mojun's subordinates, and his strength is even higher than that of Feng Ling, far from what Bai Rong, Xiao Zhan and his like can match.

Even if Fang Cun deployed the Emperor Sword Seven Jue Formation at its peak, it may not be able to defeat him, not to mention, the power of the Emperor Sword Qi Jue Formation has almost been exhausted now!Fang Cun's strong support is not showing any fear, but it is only the end of the battle.

"Yeah, I know... Ever since you tried me with the technique of disintegrating the demon, I knew that I couldn't hide it from you." A faint smile curled up on the corner of his mouth, and Fang Cun shook his head slightly, "But, Duanmu, Now, do you think you must be the final winner?"

"Do you mean that other people will notice that the aura of the Emperor Sword Qijue Formation is coming?" There was a hint of indifference in his eyes, Duanmu said lightly, "I didn't come in before, just to cover up the aura of the Emperor Sword Qijue Formation until At this moment, I am afraid they have just felt the changes here... It will take at least 10 minutes to arrive! It is enough."

10 minutes!
It doesn't seem to be long, but in front of Duanmu, it is enough to kill Fang Cun, and he escaped with the Emperor Sword before the others came.

From Duanmu's point of view, this should be Fangcun's last reliance. After all, once he attracts other people, even if he kills Fangcun, he will not be able to keep the Emperor Sword.

However, to Duanmu's surprise, Fang Cun was not surprised when he heard this, but the smile on his face became brighter...

(End of this chapter)