Chapter 258: One Sword Breaks Ten Thousand Styles

"Stable!"

Fang Wu'an breathed a sigh of relief, his tense emotions relaxed.

He actually wanted to make another shot, but five consecutive quick shots had consumed too much of his spiritual energy and physical strength, so he needed to slow down.

Thinking of this, Fang Wuan lowered his head and looked at the longbow in his hand.

This is the trophy he picked up after killing a spirit wind lord. This longbow does not need arrows. Just pull the bowstring and release the aura, and they will condense into a feather arrow, and it is still translucent. Yes, in the light, very hidden.

Fang Wu'an's archery skills were quite good, so it caused Sun Mo a lot of trouble.

"In this round, the final winner is me!"

Fang Wuan's heart was bubbling with beauty.

He also followed Bamen Jin Suoyun all the way and came here. When he was searching nearby, he heard the sound of battle. He didn't expect to sneak over and see Sun Mo and Zhang Qianlin fighting to the death.

To be honest, Sun Mo's performance was so amazing that Fang Wuan wanted to call him a rival, but so what? Damn or die!

The mantis catches the cicada, and the oriole is behind. Today, I am the man recommended by the goddess of luck for the pillow seat!

Fang Wuan rushed out of the hiding place and rushed towards the three girls. None of these people who knew the secrets of the Palace of the Wind King could not stay.

Fang Wuan sighed quietly, raised his hand and raised his bow, and aimed at Ying Baiwu. This girl is the strongest in combat. You must kill her first, or she will run away, and it will be too troublesome to find.

Spiritual energy roared out from the tips of his five fingers, forming an arrow, but just when Fang Wuan was about to shoot the arrow, what happened next in front of Sun Mo made him stunned and almost bit his tongue.

Sun Mo, who lost his balance, could no longer escape the arrows. The only thing he could do was raise his arms to protect his heart and head.

However, this method is only for self-comfort, because the arrows shot by the Wind King Bow are enough to blast a hole in Sun Mo's body and let him taste what it means to be cold.

Just as Sun Mo was struggling, a silver trail, like a meteor, whizzed past and appeared in front of Sun Mo.

call out!

The arrow hit it,

Then disappear.

boom!

Sun Mo fell to the ground.

"what?"

The five people present were all stunned.

A silver cloud is suspended in the air. Its shape is gossip-like. It is the eight-door golden lock cloud that ranks tenth on the dark mysterious species list. It is known as a treasure that cannot be encountered in a thousand years!

"For...why?"

Fang Wu'an's forehead was muddy, why did Bamen Jin Suoyun defend Sun Mo's arrows? Could it be that he has already surrendered?

No, it shouldn't! Otherwise, that Sun Mo shouldn't be surprised!

Papaya Niang's red lips have become 'O', is this all right?

"teacher!"

Li Ziqi reacted, and he guessed right, Bamen Jin Suoyun has been peeping at his side, obviously interested in the ancient dragon catcher, and wanted to experience that kind of comfort.

"why?"

Sun Mo also didn't know why, but after he was stunned for a while, he stopped thinking about the reason, and rushed directly to Fang Wu'an. The longbow in this guy's hand was so powerful that he couldn't let him shoot arrows anymore.

Melee versus long-range, the one who suffers is yourself.

Fang Wu'an's reaction was also extremely fast. With a swing of the arrow, he left Ying Baiwu and aimed at Sun Mo again.

call out!

The translucent arrow, in the eyes of everyone, really disappeared in a flash, incredibly fast.

Sun Mo's eyes widened, and he was trying his best to capture the trajectory of the arrow. The eight-door golden lock cloud slammed and flew in front of him.

call out!

After the arrow pierced the Bamen Golden Lock Cloud, it disappeared again, and I don't know where it went.

"Damn!"

Fang Wuan cursed, even if he was holding a holy weapon-level longbow, he threw it away without hesitation, and pulled out his long sword instead.

"Go to hell!"

Fang Wuan roared, his long sword stabbed furiously.

This blow, without any fancy, is the ultimate in power and speed.

puff!

A wound was opened on Sun Mo's cheek by the sharp blade, but just as Fang Wu'an was about to change his tactics and chop off his head, the wooden knife struck Fang Wu'an's shoulder with great force.

boom!

Fang Wuan was beaten and staggered back.

"Damn!"

Fang Wu'an cursed, if it weren't for the fact that he had spent too much physical energy with that Spirit Wind Lord before, causing his movement to be deformed, otherwise, Sun Mo would have been sent to hell in one face-to-face.

Sun Mo attacked.

"Insanity!"

Fang Wuan sneered: "The most correct thing for you to do is to run away!"

Knife break!

Swish! Swish! Swish!

The long sword in Fang Wu'an's hand suddenly burst out with dozens of sword shadows. As Fang Wuji's younger brother, he is valued by Principal Cao. This guy's fighting power is really strong, and he has also surpassed the ranks since he was a child. Fight up.

What is a genius?

Even in the face of adversity, he still has endless fighting spirit, trying to figure out how to win.

Fang Wu'an can completely retreat quietly, even if he doesn't call his brother next time and just comes alone, relying on his prosperous state, the odds of winning against Sun Mo are quite high, but he didn't.

Sun Mo's expression became solemn. He could feel the powerful aura emanating from Fang Wu'an's body, confident, strong, and proud!

"Kill! Kill! Kill!"

Fang Wuan roared, one knife faster than another.

Sun Mo's past and present were everywhere, and Hengsha had no trace. For the first time, he was restrained. Even if he was a saint, it would be useless if he couldn't hit the opponent's body.

Fang Wuan didn't expect to stop all the attacks, so he wouldn't resist some moves that did less damage.

This is a cruel man!

Sun Mo stared at Fang Wu'an and activated the divine insight technique.

Fang Wuan, twenty-three years old, has six times of burning blood.

Strength 28, although not a natural divine power, but a strong physique.

Intelligence 26, super-class fighting intelligence.

Agility 27, don't try to suppress him with speed.

Will 29, a mature mind, know how to choose, from small to large, countless victories, forged a proud heart.

Endurance 27, can not kill you, but also energy consumption.

...

The potential value is very high!

Remarks, he is very competitive and unwilling to admit defeat. If Fang Wuji was not too good, Fang Wuan would definitely replace him and become one of Jinling's twin jades.

Use the exercises, nine forms, and low-grade saints.

Noisy!

The long sword slashed, leaving a scar on Sun Mo's arm.

"Fighting with me, how dare you wander off? Are you looking down on me?"

Fang Wuan snorted coldly, and suddenly threw the long sword in his hand with a single throw.

Hidden Sword!

Fang Wuan started to fight back, hitting Sun Mo with his bare hands.

"What the hell?"

Ying Baiwu cried out, is this guy going to commit suicide? Because she was a bystander, she could not understand the horror of the hidden sword style.

In front of Sun Mo, Fang Wu'an didn't have a sword in his hand, but it was better than having a sword. The long sword seemed to be controlled by an invisible big hand, and it kept stabbing out of all kinds of weird places, making it hard to guard against.

boom!

Sun Mo and Fang Wuan punched each other, but he was still preparing for the next blow, but the long sword came out from under Fang Wuan's ribs and shot towards the neck.

Crimson lips.

Sun Mo dangerously opened the tip of the sword.

"Haha, then you're going to die!"

Fang Wu'an laughed loudly. He seemed to be in a safe position to win, but he was actually a little anxious, because this Sun Mo's defense was so stable that he couldn't attack for a long time.

The horror of the hidden sword style is that the attack comes suddenly and there is no trace to be found. It feels like walking in the grass full of poisonous snakes. At any time, poisonous snakes will come out. When you see it, you have already been bitten. arrive.

But the Sun Mo in front of him was stunned in an instant, and he made a move and blocked it.

This physical fitness is not too good, isn't it?

Sun Mo has not been defeated for the time being. In addition to the fact that his physical fitness is good enough, it is also thanks to the re-enactment of Da Qiankun's Phaseless Magic. If the flow of time in his vision has not slowed down, he will not have time to react.

The two were fighting, and there were many afterimages, and the three girls could no longer see clearly.

Can't go on like this!

Fang Wu'an's body couldn't hold it any longer, and the wound injured by Lord Lingfeng was even bigger, and he had to fight quickly.

Snapped!

Fang Wuan suddenly stretched out his hand and grabbed the long sword. The spiritual energy in his body was running at full speed, and he performed a stunt.

A sword breaks all manners!

boom!

Fang Wu'an's whole person's aura rose to the limit in an instant, and he slashed out with one sword. Even the three of Li Ziqi, who were tens of meters away, felt shrouded in the sword's momentum. Body cold.

Sun Mo didn't dodge, he held the wooden knife and took the blow.

With the way of his, he will also give to his body!

Swish!

Fang Fang Wu'an's long sword slashed down from Sun Mo's right shoulder to his left rib, and Sun Mo's wooden sword was also unceremonious, and after half a breath a little late, slashed his body.

Noisy!

Sun Mo's chest suddenly spurted a large amount of blood, which directly dyed the teacher's robe red.

"teacher!"

The three girls turned pale with fright and ran over.

"Big...big...big universe..."

Fang Wu'an looked at Sun Mo with a stunned expression. He never thought that he would actually be able to use the supernatural power of Qingtian Academy. If he had known in advance, he would never have used a stunt so easily.

"Stay away from my teacher!"

Ying Baiwu shouted and slashed with his sword.

Swish!

The spiritual energy was vented, forming a white bird, passing by at a low altitude, and hitting Fang Wu'an's body.

boom!

Fang Wuan fell to the ground.

"Eh?"

Ying Baiwu was stunned, isn't it, so easy to kill? She was already prepared for the death battle.

"teacher!"

Lu Zhiruo ran over and hugged Sun Mo who was about to fall. Thick blood stained her body.

"Zhiruo, remember next time, you should make up for the enemy first!"

Sun Mo wanted to touch Papaya's forehead, but he gave up when he saw the blood on his hands.

Li Ziqi, who was a few steps behind, also ran over. Without thinking, he pulled out his dagger and stabbed Fang Wuan in the chest, making sure that he couldn't die any longer.

"died?"

Ying Baiwu frowned.

call!

Sun Mo let out a sigh of relief. This time, it was a thrilling victory.