Chaos Guiyuan Sword

Chapter 1131 Features?

If you think about it with your toes, you can tell that this kind of strength can definitely rank first in the Cangqing Continent, and it is still one of the few.

In the previous life, Fang Chen had impressions of such existences. Although he had not seen all of them, each of them had extremely obvious characteristics. It should be easy to distinguish them from such a short distance, but why...

wait!Features? !

Suddenly, Fang Chen seems to have grasped a certain key point suddenly, and his scattered eyes suddenly focused on the face of the old man. His arrogance...seems very similar to...

"Bring it."

The eyes intertwined, but the old man didn't even look at him, his eyes fell directly on Guiyuan Sword, and then he stretched out his hand, his tone was so natural.

"why?"

Slowly exhaling the breath held in his chest, Fang Chen calmed down and asked with slightly squinted eyes.

If he guessed correctly, the old man in front of him should be that person!
"You ask—why?"

The old man's eyes returned to Fang Chen's body, and his eyes were extremely calm. But when he met Fang Chen's eyes, he only felt two sharp long swords suddenly attacking him, and he didn't even have time to react. It has already pierced the battle armor and stopped on his chest.

The long sword was extremely sharp, and it stopped just enough to touch his heart. The icy chill invaded his body, and Fang Chen could even feel the pressure on his heart from the coldness and sharpness of the sword's edge.

"Yan!"

Suddenly, a clear sword cry tore through the brief silence in the mountain forest, soaring up to the sky, as if breaking some kind of shackles in the dark, Fang Chen's stunned eyes suddenly came back to life , a cold light faintly lit up deep in the bottom of his eyes.

Seeing this scene, a smile suddenly appeared on the old man's face, but it was full of sarcasm.

"At first I thought he was the chosen one, but seeing him today, it's nothing more than that!"

When the old man uttered the last five words, his tone was slightly accentuated, and he couldn't even hear it without listening carefully, but when it came to Fang Chen's ears, it seemed that there was some kind of huge and heavy blunt object suddenly It was like hitting the chest fiercely!
Fang Chen was sure that this was just an illusion, because after the sword intent erupted, his heart was extremely clear, but this heavy impact seemed to have happened in real life, and it was even more serious than a real heavy object hitting his chest. serious!

In just an instant, everything in Fang Chen's body, which was originally safe, suddenly became chaotic. The moment his Qi and blood became disordered, he began to run amok. Then he felt a sweetness in his throat, and a warm, suffocating feeling in his nose. Coming soon!

"Well……"

As if someone had strangled his neck, Fang Chen could clearly confirm that blood had rushed to his throat, and even his nose was filled with blood, but he couldn't breathe in an instant.

Fang Chen knew, he knew very well in his heart that as long as he could spurt out this mouthful of blood, he would be much more comfortable. In fact, he had already done so, but in the end he just uttered a whimper.

The blood was still stuck in his throat and nose, as if his mouth and nose were covered by an airtight palm, and it was so tight that there was no gap.

It's him!

Fang Chen suddenly raised his eyes to look at the old man in front of him!
Eyes met, the old man seemed to be very satisfied with the scene he saw, and then he sneered, and even the original sarcasm in his expression disappeared, as if Fang Chen had lost even the right to be ridiculed by him at this time .

With a dull look, the old man slightly raised his head and glanced at the distance, and when he moved his gaze to Guiyuan Sword again, he raised his hand and waved it casually.

And as the old man raised his hand and waved it casually, Fang Chen, who was so suffocated that his eyeballs began to bulge, suddenly seemed to have regained air after drowning for a long time. Just as he was about to open his mouth to breathe, there was a "poof" Spit out a big mouthful of blood!
Immediately afterwards, there was the sound of heavy and rapid breathing, which was especially loud against the armor.

An unprecedented sense of humiliation instantly flooded my heart, causing the already turbulent Qi and blood to start to run wild like a wild horse. Fang Chen stared at the old man in front of him, but he couldn't even raise his strength. stand up.

The compressed profound energy just stayed in the dantian quietly, as if he couldn't feel Fang Chen's call, and all the strength in his body seemed to be sprayed out of the body with the mouthful of blood that was sprayed just now. Yes, the only thing Fang Chen can control now is his eyes.

By the way, and his thoughts.

"Now, do you understand why?" The old man's eyes stopped on the Guiyuan sword, without any intention of moving away, his voice was calm and cold, and the sarcasm at the beginning had long since disappeared.

It was as if his patience was about to run out, and he didn't even want to waste the energy to say the last sentence. Fang Chen, who was suppressed and only had his thoughts left, had a particularly clear perception at this time.

But other than that, what he felt more deeply was not the situation of being ignored, but contempt, deep contempt!

Do not!It should be said that it is not even contempt!
It's like seeing an ant at one's feet, even though one knows that it may be trampled to death as soon as it lands, and it is very large, and even though one knows that it is a life, who cares?

Even in the mind of the person who is about to settle down, I am afraid that such a thought will not arise, or in other words, the moment the thought arises, the subjective consciousness has already discarded it, because there is no need for it.

Fang Chen's anger can be imagined at being ignored by such a naked person, but at this moment, he can't do anything except express his anger with his eyes and growl in his heart.

Even venting the anger in his heart out of his mouth, he was powerless, because at this moment, everything around him was already controlled by the old man in front of him.

"Oh, I forgot, no matter how lucky you are, ants are still ants, they are just stronger."

He couldn't hear the answer for a long time, and only the sound of heavy and rapid breathing came into his ears. The old man who was focused on the Guiyuan sword seemed to have suddenly realized something, and then murmured without any emotion.

There was no movement of the old man, but as soon as the words fell, Fang Chen felt relieved, as if at this moment, all the restraints on him disappeared.

But the old man's murmurs reached Fang Chen's ears verbatim, and what he said was so casual, without any contempt or sarcasm.

But this murmur was like a sharp long sword piercing Fang Chen's chest, slowly but forcefully crushing everything in him, and then inciting his anger to burn what little reason he had left.

(End of this chapter)