I Was Reborn in Japan, and Opened the Unparalleled in the Supernatural Drama

"About this... you'll have to wait and see.

Fang Jing said these words calmly. A strange smile slowly appeared on his face.

"It's almost time. I'm leaving."

The shadows of his legs flashed, accompanied by a glimpse of the violent howling gale, and he rushed forward like a teleportation.

Chapter 563 String Kill

As soon as he stepped out, the whole person brought out afterimages, and Fang Jing galloped like an arrow.

The rest of the people around only felt blurred in front of their eyes, Xie Lufa was even more stunned for a moment, and found that the square mirror in front of him disappeared immediately.

His movement is unbelievably fast, his figure seems to be floating on the grass, moving forward at an extremely fast speed.At the same time, he also moved his eyes under his eyebrows, taking advantage of the gap of movement, his eyes turned to all directions, and straightened the surrounding traces.In the pitch-black forest, even if there is a distant fire that illuminates most of the sky, the visibility for this kind of opaque dense forest is limited.

However, Fang Jing was able to adjust to the traces in the woods with his outstanding eyesight.

Even though the light was dim, he could still notice the footprints on the soil, the weeds that had been trampled down, and many other traces besides that.

...is this direction?"

The whole body is like a strong spring, one shrinks in Xie, and shoots towards a certain direction deep in the dense forest.

Vaguely, there was a smell of blood in the woods.

This is one direction.

Fang Jing's footsteps paused, he stopped, and saw Gu Haizhang's body lying in the grass, Fang Jing sighed, and stopped to check.

The dead body of the child was lying on his back in the haystack, turning over his body. The face of this thirteen-year-old boy was disastrously swollen, and the back of the head also had marks of being hit with a blunt instrument.

"This child looks like a child of the Zozu tribe. It feels like he was beaten to death while being made fun of. When the hospital raided and found that most of the demi-race children had been transferred, he

On the road, he found a child of the subhuman race who hadn't escaped in time, and killed him without hesitation.

It's more like "taking evil" than killing. For those thugs, this is just an act to vent their emotions.

However, one of them is a formidable sword master.

The weapon used was a one-handed sword close to 80 cm in length. It would not be a surprise to cut a person down with both hands, but Fang Jing could deduce that the opponent was using a single-handed sword, which meant that the opponent was by no means an ordinary swordsman.

"In an era when hot weapons are prevalent, there should not be many people who practice swordsmanship. But today and night, I met several masters who use cold weapons, whether it's the men who used rapiers or long whips that I met before. The black-haired women, their skills are still barely... The strengthened combat-type demihuman race, the steel-skeletonized reformed soldiers, and the abnormal blood of the Merlock family in which he belongs. From this point of view, this world There is also quite a lot to see. He moved forward quickly and continued to move forward. At this moment, he felt a sense of danger, and his whole body swept back. There were countless things invisible to the naked eye flashing in the air. , one piece was inexplicably cut into two pieces, and the branch was snapped off with a crisp sound. Next, the bark of the thick tree was scratched with a "Zheng", and the cheek of Fang Jing, who was moving back quickly, was also broken. Unknowingly, a bloodstain was scratched.

Reaching out to wipe off the bloodstains on the cheeks, there was a slight painful touch from the wound on the cheeks, Fang Jing also frowned and narrowed his eyes tightly.

He noticed that he was under attack. No, it was not so much an attack as a pre-set trap. The enemy set a trap in this mountain road that left traces of walking.

Fang Jing thought of this, and began to observe and analyze. Using the moonlight and the red fire light on the distant sky, his eyes were keenly aware that he was in this dense forest. , surrounded by countless dense light spots.The light spot is the result of the reflection of the light from the extremely thin thread that is like night dew, that is to say, I accidentally touched the sharp string to hurt my cheek.Just like the sound of plucking a steel string with your fingers, when you stop, the invisible thread "slides" over, and the space around the square mirror becomes a net made of silk threads. cut his body to pieces.However, it is impossible for Fang Jing to sit still and wait for death. The hairs on his skin stand up suddenly, like a probe to perceive subtle movements in all directions.

The penance of the previous days came in handy at this moment. The silk thread turned into a three-dimensional net, which was constantly tightened, shrunk, and entwined in the void. , Responding in advance, walking freely in the net that is densely covered in the space, even if the net is tightened, it is difficult to cause any harm to him.With a whistling sound, he hit the branch with his toes. He stepped on a six-meter-high tree like a flying swallow, and easily jumped onto a huge rock. At this time, he also escaped from the dangerous dense forest and appeared in the forest - On a slightly open grass field.There are several natural rock pillars on the grass, reminiscent of Stonehenge, but if you look carefully, they are weathered stones. I am afraid they are naturally formed terrain features.

"Staying in the woods, the opponent can easily set up traps with silk thread, but staying here, that kind of offensive will be useless. This time, even Fang Jing felt that there was a lot of danger. If it weren't for his mixed energy With the internal training method, he has reached the fourth level. He has obtained the realm of "no feathers can be added, and flies cannot fall". Coupled with the keen five senses, walking through the dense forest may also suffer a lot.

"It's amazing, it's the first time I've seen someone escape from the trap of my 'string killing technique.

While speaking, a figure slowly walked out from the woods.

The person who came was a man wearing a blindfold. His hands were like gloves, and some silk threads were looming floating on his fingertips. These steel string-like threads are probably not only strong, but also extraordinarily sharp. His so-called string killing technique It is the method of hiding the figure and using strings to assassinate the enemy in the dark.Just now, Fang Jing also used his leopard claw skills to test, and his finger strength was not yet able to cut these thin threads.

(I'm afraid it's a silk thread made of a special material. It's not surprising if you think about it carefully. If the thread can be cut easily, it won't have the practicality to kill people....)

"Who are you and why are you attacking the orphanage?"

Fang Jing thought about these questions while pretending to ask the blindfolded man.

Ha ha. "

The blindfolded man smiled silently and said: You will know about this kind of thing after you die.Fang Jing frowned, and said in a deep voice: "Your attack method is to use silk threads. Although it looks very powerful, it is limited by the terrain and environment. Now you really think that under this relatively empty ring, we can Will you still be bound by the silk thread?" The blindfolded man sneered, and responded: "Could it be that you haven't sensed it yet. Have you been lured into a trap by me? Die!"

He opened his hands violently, and countless silk strings swung out, and the ground under Fang Jing's feet emitted tiny light spots in an instant, which were a large number of silk threads distributed in the grass, densely packed steel wires were fixed in the grass, suddenly Under the movement, it turned up like a grid, and the square mirror in front of it was like a fish falling into a fishing net.

Just like what the blindfolded man said. He noticed during the fight with Fang Jing in the dense forest that Fang Jing has a superb sensing ability, which is not the ability of ordinary people. The other party can perceive the changes of the silk thread in advance and make Respond accordingly.

But if you can fully sense it, you won't be hurt in the first place!"

After noticing the injury on Fang Jing's cheek, the blindfolded man understood that what Fang Jing could sense was only the moving silk thread, and the trap he had arranged in advance could only be reacted temporarily at the moment of activation.After he learned this, he deliberately lured Fang Jing to the "empty" grass full of traps.The grass seemed to be unobstructed, and it was impossible to arrange the silk thread. The blindfolded man took advantage of this, fixed the silk thread on the stone pillar, and arranged it in the grass. The trap was in an inactive state, which was enough to kill the opponent completely.

"Go to hell and cry!"

There was a cold murderous intent in the blue one eye.

Crash!

Countless silk threads frantically rolled, cutting the air like a sharp blade, turning into countless sharp grids, binding the square mirror in the center.

At this moment, Fang Jing, who was blocked by a net made of dense silk threads, stood in place and did not move.It was as if he was caught without a fight, letting the countless grids suppress him

"Hahahaha! If you fall into this state, no one can save you.

The blindfolded man laughed wildly and said: "Just enjoy it, the pain of being cut apart and dismembered alive!" Fang Jing's eyes were indifferent, he took a deep breath, a layer of black and blue appeared on his skin, - The network formed by the muscles and muscles spreads outward from the heart.

Liberation degree "50%"

During this time, he condensed the hardness of his muscles and skin, resisting the force of pulling and cutting from all sides.Countless sharp steel wires "embedded" into his skin, but the countless cuts of his blood

....impossible!"