square inch kill

Chapter 63 When the fake is real, the fake is also true!

Xingzi Jue!

Completely unfolding the Xingzi Jue, the square inch is like a phantom, constantly flickering among the crowd, and the afterimages are constantly changing, and it is impossible to easily distinguish where the real body is from them.

The mountain forest itself should be a paradise for killers, however, facing Fang Cun at this moment, it seems to have turned into a cruel hell.When you try your best to identify which one is his real body, you suddenly find that Fang Cun disappeared without a trace when he rolled on the ground.

Before you can react, maybe a certain tree around you, or a dead branch on the ground, will suddenly become square inches and launch a terrifying surprise attack on you.

"Damn, no, why is my spiritual power also passing away?"

Suddenly, one of the killers exclaimed suddenly, with a look of horror in his eyes, he quickly backed away.

"Has it finally happened?" With a smile on the corner of his mouth, Fang Cun leisurely appeared beside Liu Feiyu, "I forgot to tell you, I have more than one copy of heart powder."

A delicate jade bottle was lightly held by Fang Cun on the palm of his hand, and the last bit of powder was gently scattered.

Fang Cun never thought of killing these people with his own strength, because that was simply unrealistic.

In addition to the fact that the opponent miscalculated his strength at the beginning and was attacked by him and killed two people in a row, if he wanted to kill him by force, he would have to pay a heavy price.The innate peak powerhouse is no joke after all.

Assassins have never had a tradition of confronting people head-on.

After killing two people in a row, when he used Xingzi Jue to evade, Fang Cun had already poured out the heart powder silently, and by dodging around, sprinkled the heart powder all over the surrounding woods.In this way, no matter where these killers are, they will unconsciously inhale the heart powder.

In normal times, once they found that their spiritual power had passed, these killers would naturally react immediately, not to mention being able to resist, they would naturally run away.However, under the continuous harassment of Fang Cun, these killers themselves were forced to continuously release their spiritual energy to defend or attack, so it was not easy to find abnormalities.

By the time he really noticed something strange, the poison had already been deep, and if he wanted to escape, it would be as difficult as climbing the sky.

The reason is very simple, just like boiling a frog in warm water. When the frog finds that the water temperature is not right, it has already lost the strength to jump out.

It wasn't until this moment that everyone suddenly woke up. It turned out that in terms of the means and art of assassination, Fang Cun was even more terrifying than them!
"Yan Luotie...you are the master of Yan Luotie!" Suddenly, Liu Feiyu came to his senses and exclaimed in shock.

Yes, from the initial confusion to gradually becoming clear, until now he intuitively saw Fangcun's killing methods, which are more professional than killers like the Killer League, he finally woke up. Is it really a terrifying killer?

Know everything, know everything!
After figuring this out, Liu Feiyu naturally understood where the biggest flaw was.

That's right, if the other party is the owner of Yan Luotie, they will naturally know that this one is forged at the first time, then all the lies told between them will naturally be nothing more than a joke in the eyes of others.

Only such an explanation makes sense!
It's not that he doesn't understand sword skills at all, but he deliberately hides his strength, trying to be seriously injured by himself, without showing a trace!
If all these guesses are true, then such an opponent is really too terrifying!It is even terrible that people will lose the courage to retaliate.

Sighing softly, Fang Cun stepped a little, and the long sword that was thrown before returned to Fang Cun's hand again.

The sword shadow splits the light!

Walking with the sword, with a trace of sword intent, Fang Cun shot one after another in an instant, but in less than a minute, the remaining five innate powerhouses also became souls under the sword!
The heart powder broke out, and almost half of the spiritual power in the body was lost. These killers didn't even have the slightest resistance to Fang Cun, and they were all killed in a blink of an eye.

After doing all this, Fang Cun walked slowly in front of Liu Feiyu.

"Brother Liu, I didn't intend to be your enemy, but you see me as an enemy, and you must kill me and then quickly..."

Fang Cun was not in a hurry to kill Liu Feiyu, but lightly swiped his long sword.One finger snapped and fell to the ground.

"...Let me go, I can swear that I will never betray you! I will never be your enemy in the future!" Feeling that death was approaching, Liu Feiyu finally gave in.

No matter how proud he is usually, in the final analysis he is nothing more than a spoiled playboy. When facing the threat of death, how can he be as indifferent as those battle-tested fierce men.

"No matter what you want, I can satisfy you, as long as you are willing to let me go!"

There was no slight fluctuation in his eyes, and Fang Cun still packed the things in his hands.

"Spirit, horsewhip...you see, you have them all with you."

"..." Pupils constricted suddenly, Liu Feiyu finally understood Fangcun's intentions, a trace of fear appeared in his eyes, he clutched the sword tightly, trying to resist, but he couldn't summon any spiritual power at all.

"Since you want to receive Yan Luotie so much...then, consider this one as my gift to you!" Gently reached out and grabbed Liu Feiyu's neck, took the flagon from Liu Feiyu's body, poured the liquor pour it all down his throat.

Fang Cun's movements are very light, as if he is finishing a work of art, and the corners of his mouth are full of smiles.

"Grumble!"

Liu Feiyu was so choked that he couldn't speak, his eyes were full of panic, and he kept kicking his hands and feet, but it couldn't bring about any change at all.

He casually took out the greeting card from Liu Feiyu's arms, and Fang Cun said softly, "Look, how exquisite your forgery is, no matter the material, the weight, the font is lifelike...Of course, if you hold it in your hand, even if you True, that's just fake... But, it's in my hands now."

Lightly buckled Liu Feiyu's neck with the whip, Fang Cun looked up at the branch above his head, grabbed Liu Feiyu and jumped up, casually hung the other part of the whip on the branch!
In an instant, the original live button suddenly tightened, tightly strangling Liu Feiyu's neck, the pain of suffocation immediately made Liu Feiyu struggle crazily, his eyes fixed on Fangcun, full of hatred.

Sighing softly, Fang Cun slowly threw the greeting card to the ground, watching Liu Feiyu struggle in the air calmly.

"The woods, the spirits, the whip... You see, everything is there!"

"...When the fake is real, the fake is also true!" Mo Ran stuffed the dagger into the hands of one of the killer's corpses, Fang Cun said softly, "If I say it is true, then it is the real Yan Luotie!"

Looking up and looking beyond the woods, Fang Cun suddenly slapped himself on the chest, spurting out a mouthful of blood, his face turned pale instantly, and he staggered and fell to the ground.

The corner of his mouth curled up with a cold look, watching Liu Feiyu die in the air, Fang Cun slowly uttered the last sentence from his mouth.

"Brother Liu, all the way...go well!"

(End of this chapter)