Chapter 43 Launch Failure

"It's fucking embarrassing!" Ming Wang covered his face with two big hands and sighed long. At first, he admired the vigor of the young Yuzan, but he didn't expect to have a beginning and no end, and he actually brought out the school to scare people. What's even more ridiculous He also didn't think about how the monks in the western world would know such a bad sect as 'Iron Blood Sword Sect'.

"Tsk tsk, this kid is really, really unmanly!" With a wry smile, Yan Shaofeng with a helpless expression, listening to the laughter of those western soldiers, said to the young man: "Hey, I said Brother, don't worry, your flying sword is broken, I can help you fix it, but you stand aside first, I have to fight this warrior twice!"

"Rey, don't talk nonsense with that trash, hurry up and get rid of the kid just now, we have urgent things to do, Miss Alice, Rey is also a second-level fighter, he fought for me, you should have no objections Let's go!" Gatling said the first half of the sentence to the second-level fighter Rey, but the second part was to Alice.

"Of course I have no objection. Unless Miss Alice is afraid of Rey getting hurt, she should definitely agree." Yan Shaofeng's sonorous and forceful voice resounded in the ears of twenty soldiers.

"He doesn't have any objections anymore, Alice, do you still want to protect him? Could it be that he is a baby sleeping in a swaddling womb!" Gatlin was furious, his face was distorted, his arms were trembling and he let out a playful laugh .

"Of course not, of course I won't. A duel between two second-level fighters is very fair, and I won't interfere. Yan Shaofeng, you can fight Rey, please!" Stretched out a slender Pointing to Yan Shaofeng with her white fingers, Alice gave him a charming and sweet smile. And she called Yan Shaofeng's name all at once, which made Gatlin even more jealous. Gatlin remembered that it took this proud noble lady two days to remember her name. Woolen cloth. At the time Gatlin thought she had intermittent memory impairment.

"Rey, kill him and tear him into pieces, this is an order!" Raising his arms high, Gatlin roared like a wounded beast, his mouth opened wide, as if he was going to attack Young Master Yan. The wind breathes fire.

"It is my duty, Captain Gatling, don't worry, I will definitely let Miss Alice see the weak side of this oriental cultivator, I will not kill him, because that is not enough to vent your anger, my lord captain, I will let He knelt down in front of you and licked your toes, so that Miss Alice would know who the real warrior is." Rey's shoulders trembled, he laughed again and again, looking at Yan Shaofeng's eyes, as if the demon god was teasing A wounded little beast.

"Oh, it turns out that you like to lick other people's toes, but I'm sorry, I don't like being toes licked by others, I think this is fine, later, you can lick toes for this brother, who told you The hand owed broke his flying sword!" Faced with Lei Yi's arrogance, Yan Shaofeng sneered helplessly, and said lightly.

"Stop talking nonsense, take the trick!" Probably because he felt that he couldn't take advantage of his mouth, Rey suddenly roared, swung a pitch-black giant sword with both hands, and quickly and fiercely slashed at a person tall by his side. There was only a deafening sound, and the stone shattered suddenly, and countless dust flew up.

Countless phantoms appeared in Yan Shaofeng's sight. It seemed that dozens of second-level fighters exerted force at the same time, swung their giant swords and slapped the gravel on the ground. With a fierce momentum, it seemed that Lei was going to use these gravels to bury Yan Shaofeng in one fell swoop.

"Pure Yang True Fire Sword Astral!"

Yan Shaofeng yelled, and countless fire elemental forces gathered from all directions into his palm, and a knife-shaped flame appeared on the five fingers.

"Launch!" Yan Shaofeng yelled again, and confidently swung the knife in his hand, thinking that this knife could smash all the broken rocks that Lei fired, but unexpectedly, with a flick of the knife, the knife The shaped flame suddenly lost its luster, then slowly shrunk, and actually disappeared on the finger.

The launch was unsuccessful!

"Boom, boom!" Countless boulder fragments fell from the top of his head, burying Yan Shaofeng neatly, without even a single strand of hair exposed.

"Ah, what's going on here, he's so weak, why did he get repaired all of a sudden, did I upgrade, or did everyone miss him?" He looked at the back with an inexplicable expression. Comrades, Rey shrugged his shoulders and said to himself.

"I'm so upset, Master, what's going on? Why is my Pure Yang True Fire Knife Gang not working suddenly? What's the problem!" Young Master Yan who was crushed by a pile of rubble Feng didn't die, and at the moment of imminent danger, he felt a circle of red light transform into a human-shaped protective shield covering himself, and he didn't feel a headache when the stone hit him, and he didn't get hurt anywhere.

"Fortunately, the Heaven-Defying Demon Bracelet has an automatic defense function, otherwise you would have confessed today!" King Ming took a deep breath with his eyes puffed up, and sighed, "It's all my fault that I didn't fulfill my responsibility, I forgot to tell you, you The pure yang power in my body is too little, and it won’t be enough if you use it, so you can’t always use big moves, understand?”

"But my profound energy and real fire are enough, why can't I make a big move?!" Yan Shaofeng became anxious, and shouted under the stone.

"It's useless to have enough profound energy and real fire, and the power of pure yang is still not enough. The power of pure yang grows with the growth of profound energy. Your profound energy is borrowed from low-grade spirit stones, so you don't need it at all. You don’t have much pure yang power. I just calculated it. You have used no less than three hundred big moves since you came out. The pure yang power has been used up. Analyzing the speed at which you absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, I estimate three hundred. It’s not bad to be able to launch a big move once an hour!” Ming Wang said with a wry smile: “This time, I admitted that I did a little dereliction of duty as a teacher, and even forgot to pass on the common sense that all the outer disciples know to you.”

"Damn, you obviously want me to die. I think I'm ashamed to face people, and I won't go out anymore, so I'll suffocate to death here, so I won't be laughed at if I go out!" Yan Shaofeng rolled his eyes Like a dead fish eye, he said desperately: "Even if I go out, I can't make a big move and let people die in one go, it's better not to go out!"

"Who said that you can't kill people without using a big move! Don't you still have profound energy in your body? Just fight him with the Explosive Heavenly Dragon Sword. The kid on the left and right is a second-level fighter, and you may not lose to him." Him." King Ming said.

"You talk about hand-to-hand combat, that won't work, I don't know how to fight with swords at all, I can't beat him!" Yan Shaofeng smiled wryly. King Ming frowned and said: "Sword moves are easy to handle. I have a set of 'flame slash' that is suitable for cultivators the day after tomorrow. That's all, I will spend fifty years of my life as a master, and pass on this set of swordsmanship to you. Get over it!"

As he was speaking, Yan Shaofeng suddenly felt an image appear in his mind. The image was a villain who looked exactly like himself. Countless runes were made and merged into his own flesh and blood and consciousness... Immediately after, King Ming sighed, "Grandma's fifty-year lifespan has turned into ashes again."!