square inch kill

Chapter 80 Exposure [Fourth Update]

"puff!"

Spit out a mouthful of blood, but Xiang Kong laughed out loud instead. Although his clothes were in a mess, he did not hide his expression at all. He stuck the sword to the ground with one hand, supported his body, and raised his head slightly.

"Good method, but I don't understand, why do you have to kill me?"

Fang Cun's eyes were still as calm as water, and he held the dagger tightly in his hand without saying a word.

"Liu Feiyu also died at your hands, right?" In fact, Xiang Kong didn't wait for Fang Cun's answer at all, and smiled self-deprecatingly, "It's hard for you to pretend that you don't even know sword skills in order to hide your identity."

Size still did not answer.

When fighting Liu Feiyu, Fang Cun naturally didn't know sword skills, but there was no need to explain these words to him.

"Just kill me like this, don't you think it's too perfunctory?" With a blunt smile, Xiang Kong looked at Fang Cun, and said word by word, "Yan! Luo! Tie! Master! People!"

"You won't die, at least not now." After a moment of silence, Fang Cun finally said slowly, "If the heir of Jiange doesn't have any means to save his life, tell me, will I believe it?"

There was a flash of light in his eyes, and Xiang Kong stared at Fang Cun for half a minute before he couldn't help laughing, "Okay, what a master of Yan Luotie! Sure enough, I went all the way to find you! Pretend till now."

That's right, from the very beginning to the present, no matter whether it was beating the messenger with tyrannical means, or gathering those dudes by force, in fact, all of these were disguised by Xiang Kong.

In the beginning, his target was the mysterious master of Yan Luotie, so he disguised himself as a conceited and ignorant fool, just to attract the master of Yan Luotie to show up.

Of course, he didn't doubt Fangcun at all at the beginning, otherwise, all the disguises would be more careful and realistic.

It was precisely because of the wrong calculation of Fang Cun's identity that when the Shadow Killer attacked, he showed a slight flaw. Until Shi Li broke through the barrier, Fang Cun suddenly launched a sneak attack, and Xiang Kong really began to suspect that Fang Cun was the mysterious master of Yan Luotie. .

But this battle just now completely confirmed his guess!

That's right, only this reason can explain why Fang Cun has always wanted to kill himself, and why Fang Cun has such terrifying combat power.

"You think too much." Fang Cun still didn't mean to admit it, and looked at Xiang Kong unhurriedly.

"I have one last question... Are you from the Killer League?" Staring at Fang Cun, Xiang Kong finally asked the biggest question in his heart.

If not, Fangcun's assassination methods are really too terrifying, far more terrifying than the killers of the Killer League.But if yes, then he and that woman have a mysterious relationship?When the three of them fought, if Fang Cun had joined forces with that woman, he might not have had the chance to enter this ancient killing domain.

"Didn't you always want Yan Luotie?" Fang Cun said softly with a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, "I can give it to you right now."

He casually took out a red greeting card from his sleeve, opened it lightly, his square inch figure suddenly swelled up, and the dagger in his hand pointed towards Xiang Kong like a cold star.

"Ding!"

Standing up violently, he blocked the dagger with a sword, and the smile on Xiang Kong's face was equally bright, "Yan Luotie is still trying to kill me?"

"It's just borrowing blood!" Smiling, Fang Cun's wrist suddenly flipped, Cun Jin burst out, and he punched him again, forcing Xiang Kong to fight himself hard, and a mouthful of blood suddenly spewed out.

Fang Cun didn't chase after him, he tapped his finger in the air, like the edge of a sword, and in an instant, he wrote the word on Yan Luotie with this mouthful of blood, and with a flick of his wrist, sent Yan Luotie out flatly.

"Blood pool, hidden weapon, poison!"

Glancing at the three irrelevant phrases in Yan Luotie, Xiang Kong's eyes suddenly showed a stern look, "What a master of Yan Luotie, are you really so confident that you even calculated the way of death for me?"

"Otherwise, is it still called Yan Luotie?" There was a smile on the corner of his mouth, the dagger in Fang Cun's hand shook suddenly, and the Xingzi formula unfolded, attacking Xiang Kong again.

"Sword escape!"

Biting the tip of his tongue, and spraying blood onto the sword, Xiang Kong suddenly burst into a shocking sword aura. The next moment, a sword-shaped imprint suddenly appeared between Xiang Kong's eyebrows, and he stepped on the sword step by step, turning into a A ray of light and shadow vanished away.

Flying Swordsman!

Fang Cun had already experienced this move from Dionysus Xiaoyaozi. Of course, compared to Xiang Kong's crappy sword-controlling skills, Dionysus Xiaoyaozi's random swaying of the sword is truly enviable. Riding the wind, traveling across the world.

However, even if it is lame, this speed is far beyond what Fangcun can match.

Theoretically, one can only fly when one reaches the heavenly rank. Even with the help of a sword, if one wants to fly with a sword, one must at least attain the earth rank!That kind of speed is naturally not comparable to Fang Cun's small innate realm today.

However, based on this, we can also see how terrifying Jiange's methods are!Although, compared to the price to be paid to activate this ability, it must be quite heavy, but it is unquestionable. Such a method is undoubtedly equivalent to helping Xiangkong bring a talisman, as long as he does not meet a strong person in the sky, he can escape calmly.

There was a hint of coldness at the corner of his mouth, but Fang Cun had no intention of chasing after him. He put away the dagger and continued walking towards the blood pool.

Just taking the shot itself is tentative. It is good to be able to kill Xiang Kong, but if you can't kill him, as long as you force him away so that he can't compete with him for the chance of blood pool, that's enough.

As for Yu Jianfei's perverted means of escape, it didn't bother Fang Cun too much.

For an assassin, as long as they figure out the opponent's hole cards, no matter how weird it is, there will always be a way to crack it.

Not to mention Fang Cun, who carefully probed all the way to the blood pool, Xiang Kong fled far away with his sword all the way, fell down, and suddenly spit out a few more mouthfuls of blood, but his face was gloomy and terrifying.

Forcibly controlling the sword, even with the help of the effect of the sword talisman, the price is very heavy. It takes at least a year of hard work to make up for the loss of one source of power, and it also aggravates the injuries in the body.

However, fortunately, Fang Cun's identity has been thoroughly verified. This time, as long as he can leave the ancient killing area and return to the capital, Fang Cun will have no chance of survival.

Holding Yan Luotie in his hand, Xiang Kong's eyes showed a trace of murder again, and he cursed bitterly.

"Hidden weapons, blood pools, poison... Humph, is it really related to the Killer League? I want to see, why do you kill me! Yan Luotie? I will turn it into a piece of waste paper."

He cursed a few words angrily, but Xiang Kong didn't dare to delay any longer, took out the healing holy medicine from his body, ate three pills in one go, sat down this time, slowly adjusted his spiritual power, and slowly recovered from his injuries .

　
(End of this chapter)