Chaos Guiyuan Sword

Chapter 975 Who gave you courage
A strong sense of crisis came to mind, Fang Chen frowned and his eyes quickly scanned the surroundings, and his perception was stimulated to the extreme in an instant, but even so, the small sword seemed to disappear completely out of thin air, leaving nothing behind. Under the slightest trace.

At the same time, almost at the moment when the little sword disappeared, Mo Anyan felt as if his back had been hit hard, and without any warning, he staggered and fell to his knees on the ground.

"Kill him! Kill him!"

Even though all this happened so abruptly, Mo Anyan seemed to have known everything, even if he was panting and knelt down on the ground, looking embarrassed with his hands on the ground, but his grim face seemed to be ordering Like something, roaring again and again.

Although the sense of crisis in his heart made Fang Chen's complexion more and more dignified, and even his heart beat faster and faster, it seemed that the small sword just now could really threaten his life, but after seeing Mo Anyan's picture For a moment, he seemed to understand something suddenly.

"boom!"

Profound energy gushed out of his body, and such a large-scale long-distance rotation caused the air around Fang Chen to shake. Even Fang Chen's meridian toughness could not bear such a rapid long-distance rotation, but the strong sense of crisis Like a sharp knife hanging from the neck, it was about to fall, and Fang Chen couldn't care less about it.

Just now when using the sword with the body, the consumption of profound energy was already more than half, but Fang Chen resolutely ignored the consumption and turned his own defense to the extreme, even the defense of the battle armor was urged by him for the first time. Moved to the extreme.

Almost at the moment when Fang Chen had perfected all the defenses he could do, the transparent little sword that was purely condensed with terrifying sword intent disappeared, as if realizing that Fang Chen could not let Fang Chen prepare any further. In an instant, it hit Fang Chen's waist.

At this moment, Fang Chen's eyes widened suddenly, and even his heartbeat missed a beat. In the blink of an eye, there was no time to think about it. Almost at the moment when this thought popped up, Fang Chen's body turned around instinctively. , Shengsheng transferred the stabbing position of the small sword to the back of the waist.

"Zi... Ding!"

Before there was a slight sound of rubbing, Fang Chen was instantly submerged by a sharp crisp sound. Then, Fang Chen felt as if he had been hit in the waist by a heavy hammer, with his head and feet turned backwards like a reverse bow Like a shrimp, it slammed into the wall of the corridor.

"Um……"

A small sword no bigger than a pinky finger, unexpectedly hit Fang Chen at the moment, no less than a speeding mountain, the blood in the body surged instantly, even faintly, there was a feeling that the viscera were displaced .

Even though he was prepared, this blow still made Fang Chen vomit blood, his whole body seemed to be smashed into pieces, he tried to stabilize his body, but he couldn't control even one part of his body. If it weren't for the support of the battle armor, Fang Chen would have fallen to the ground at this time.

But it was precisely because of the support of the battle armor that Fang Chen seemed to be glued to the wall of the corridor, unable to move.

"I...cough cough...I have already...said that today, you must die!"

All of this was just a blink of an eye, and when Fang Chen was hit by the small sword recklessly and stuck to the wall and couldn't move, Mo Anyan was already struggling to stand up from the ground. When he stabilized his figure and looked at Fang Chen, his eyes were already full of violence.

It's just that the next moment, when Mo Anyan's eyes moved down to the Guiyuan Sword, a smile appeared on his face again, which was the expression that only a victor should have.

"As expected of an immemorial fetish, you were able to force out my greatest support. Fang Chen, as an ant, you have undoubtedly proved your strength to me."

Mo Anyan gritted his teeth, his steps were wobbly, as if he had also been seriously injured, but even so, he still walked towards Fang Chen with difficulty.

"But...but, no matter how powerful you are, you are still just an ant after all. A divine object like the Guiyuan Sword can only fall into the hands of the real strong in the end!"

Even if he didn't look back, Fang Chen knew what Mo Anyan's expression was like at this time. Although he wanted to look back at this moment, his body was filled with pain just after he had some consciousness. .

"Strong... strong? Do you mean yourself?"

Although he was unable to move, the sarcasm in Fang Chen's words was undisguised, as if Mo Anyan was not the one who was powerless to resist at this time.

"Haha... cough cough..." After hearing Fang Chen's words, Mo Anyan directly ignored the sarcasm in his tone, and instead laughed out loud, but the injury that came from nowhere made him laugh. The sound suddenly turned into a coughing sound.

"Damn it! This old thing said it left me something to save my life, but the backlash is so big, is it saving me or... ahem, or hurting me."

There was a stern look in her eyes, and after she finished muttering, Mo Anyan raised her hand to wipe off the blood from the corner of her mouth, and her eyes fell on Fang Chen again, "Now, do you think the strong man I'm talking about is you? It’s just the waste of the ancient gods, if not, you are worthy of being my enemy?”

"Yes... is it?"

Fang Chen took a hard breath of air pressure to subdue the turbulence in his body. Although his whole body was in pain, his expression was still extremely calm, but Mo Anyan was destined not to be able to see it because of the cover of the battle armor.

"Isn't it? If it wasn't for this Guiyuan sword, you would have died in my hands many times. If it wasn't for this Guiyuan sword, the armor on your body would have been worn on my body. If it wasn't for Because this Guiyuan sword... um..."

The more he talked, the more excited he became, without giving Fang Chen a chance to speak, the more Mo Anyan spoke, the more anxious and angry he became, but before he finished speaking, his complexion suddenly changed, and his voice stopped immediately.

"Haha, I didn't expect you to think so much, ahem... Mr. Mo, may I ask who gave you this courage?"

Hearing Mo Anyan's words, Fang Chen sneered in his heart, especially when he saw that he was so injured that he almost lost his breath, he couldn't help but burst out laughing.

Even though the injury was involved, and even though the pain was already grinning, the sneer on Fang Chen's face became heavier and heavier.

"Shut up! You trash!"

But the next moment, Mo Anyan yelled decisively. Even though the yell was related to injuries, and even his body trembled and almost fell to the ground again, Mo Anyan still raised his finger tremblingly. Pointing at Guiyuan Sword, he said: "This Guiyuan Sword belongs to me, and only I am worthy of owning it. To be touched by it is simply to be blinded by God!"

(End of this chapter)