Chapter 269 Wind

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Chapter 269 The Wind

Xiao Fan stood quietly in the courtyard, letting the breeze move his figure, he remained motionless, this standing for several hours.

The setting sun stretched his figure very long, and his back was a bit bleak, making it unimaginable that the owner of this back was just a seventeen-year-old boy.

"The speed of lightning and light is very fast, that's because they ignore the resistance of the wind, but people are different, no matter whether it is a war king or a war emperor, as long as they move, the wind will block them. If there is no such resistance, can they reach the speed of light? ?”.

Xiao Fan fell into deep thought, and his mind entered a state of emptiness and agility. The whole world seemed to be quiet at this moment.

woo woo woo~

In his ears, there was only a gust of cool wind blowing, and the coolness hit people.

The night was very quiet, Xiao Fan just stood quietly in the cool wind, carefully comprehending the changes in the wind.

As the saying goes, water is impermanent, but is the wind different? Moreover, the wind has no power, and it is impossible to catch it with the eyes.

"It may be impossible to reach the speed of light, but the resistance of the wind can be changed into the power of the wind, and the speed may be greatly increased." Xiao Fan's mind was instantly brightened, and he felt a sense of enlightenment.

This feeling is more exciting than him cultivating a sixth-grade combat skill to the peak, and it makes people's blood surging.

Sword, saber, and fist are all invisible. The sword is fierce, the sword is domineering, and the fist is fierce. What about the wind?

At this moment, Xiao Fan was completely immersed in the comprehension of the wind, quietly feeling the breath of the wind, letting the cool breeze hit his body.

On his body surface, there was a vague aura, as if blending with the breeze in the air.

In Xiao Fan's world, there is only wind left.

It seemed like a long time had passed, and it seemed like it was just an instant. Xiao Fan suddenly trembled slightly, leaving an afterimage in the void. When it reappeared, it was already ten meters away, and the speed seemed to be teleporting.

"This is the wind! Just like the sword, the sword is the fusion of the body's energy and spirit into the sword, but this wind is the fusion of the body's energy and spirit into the boundless void, but the wind is more difficult to grasp and capture. "Xiao Fan's heart moved slightly, and he thought about the key point clearly.

No matter what kind of potential, they all lead to the same goal by different routes and can be mutually confirmed.

"Just touching the surface of the wind, my speed is no lower than the third stage of the Misty God's Trace Step, and the consumption of soul power is almost negligible. No wonder the world wants to understand the power." Xiao Fan took a deep breath.

Afterwards, he continued to perform Misty God's Trace Step, Stepping on the Snow Wuhen and Zongyun Ladder to confirm what he thought in his heart. Every movement of him was very subtle, and he analyzed the differences.

In the end, Xiao Fan affirmed one thing, that is, all physical combat techniques use soul power to reduce the resistance of the wind and speed up his body.

Of course, such as the Misty God's Trace Step, there are some differences. The weird steps can't be achieved just by comprehending the wind.

Xiao Fan also finally understood that body skills and combat skills do have the advantage of body skills and combat skills, which cannot be replaced.

"What if we combine bodywork and combat skills with the wind?" Xiao Fan's eyes suddenly lit up.

In terms of talent, there are countless people who are more evil than Xiao Fan, and there are countless people who can cultivate faster than him.

In terms of background, there is only the Xiao family behind Xiao Fan, and there is no advantage at all. Compared with those royal families and imperial families, it is almost negligible.

At the same time, there is almost no one pointing his way forward. If he only relied on himself, Xiao Fan might have been left behind by many people long ago.

but!

Xiao Fan also has his own absolute advantage, that is savvy, savvy is not only determined by nature, but also related to acquired influence.

Based on his comprehension of fighting skills alone, Xiao Fan can beat most people, even the mighty Zhanhuang may not be able to match him.

As time passed, Xiao Fan was using three physical combat techniques to confirm the wind that he just touched. His speed was getting faster and faster, and ordinary people could not capture his figure at all.

Even at the peak of the Battle King Realm, it may not be able to catch up with Xiao Fan's speed.

"As expected of the wind, if you comprehend the first stage, the resistance will be reduced by half. If you comprehend the second stage, you should be able to completely eliminate the resistance. In the third stage, you can even turn the headwind into a tailwind." Xiao Fan thought to himself road.

When he looked up at the sky, a ray of light projected from the east, sweeping across the vast land, Xiao Fan realized that it was already dawn before he knew it.

"boom!"

Suddenly, there was an explosion sound from a distance, and there was even the sound of swords colliding. Xiao Fan raised his brows. At this time, someone came to Dayan to make trouble. Aren't you afraid of death?

Thinking of this, Xiao Fan's expression turned cold, and his body suddenly disappeared in place, as if disappearing out of thin air.

Outside of Yuncheng, Fatty was holding the Heavenly Battle Halberd and was furiously killing all directions. Opposite him were four warrior kings, each of whom exuded a much stronger aura than Fatty.

In the distance, there were a dozen or so figures standing in the air, one of them, if Xiao Fan saw it, would definitely recognize it, it was the bewitching woman in purple skirt who ran away at the genius tea party earlier.

Obviously, these people are all from the Dali Dynasty!

"cut!"

Fatty didn't have the slightest fear, he let out a roar, and the Zhantian Halberd slashed down angrily, cutting on the head of a Zhanwang, the man's expression changed, and the long knife in his hand went up against the sky.

Click!

The long knife shattered, and the offensive of the Zhantian Halberd continued unabated, directly splitting the man in two, blood flew into the sky, internal organs, broken arms and stumps fell towards the void.

"What a Ninth Emperor's son, still so strong!"

"The eldest emperor is here to invite you, the ninth emperor should come with us."

The pupils of the other three battle kings shrank, and their faces changed a few times. All three of them were late battle kings, but they didn't dare to underestimate Fatty at this moment.

The Zhan Wang who was killed by Fatty just now is also a late Zhanwang. If Fatty is underestimated, that person is definitely their role model.

"Hey, hey, he wants to come to me, so he can do it himself." Fatty didn't show the slightest tendency to stop, his fighting spirit was soaring, the ninth-rank battle spirit Vajra Hercules was suspended above his head, and a surge of soul power surged away .

"Ninth Emperor, don't force us!" One of them had a slightly cold tone, with a murderous look in his eyes.

"So what if I force you, I'll kill you." The fat man bared his teeth, his arrogance leaking out, and he didn't have the slightest fear even in the face of the three late battle kings.

The corners of the mouths of the three battle kings twitched. They really wanted to kill Fatty, but the key point was that they didn't dare.

If the emperor knew that Fatty died at their hands, there would be no place for them even in the remotest corners of the world, and even their nine clans would suffer.

Last time Nangong Tianyi was able to kill the fat man, but now he can't, because the news that the fat man is not dead has already reached the ears of many people.

"If that's the case, then don't blame me for offending!" The three of them gave each other a look, and then danced their combat skills, rushing towards the fat man with a majestic momentum.

"Offend, I'm not afraid of offending you!" Fatty's fighting spirit was high, and he was full of murderous aura. He knew very well who these people were, and naturally he would not show any mercy.

"Hmph, do you think you're still the barbarian king from before?" One of them sneered, slashed his sword at Zhantian Halberd, and was immediately knocked back by the fat man.

"Heh, tell me before? In the past, you dog slaves, when you saw me, how dare you fart?" Fatty looked disdainful, and flew the battle halberd, directly knocking the other two into the air.

The faces of the three of them were extremely ugly. In the past, they didn't even dare to breathe loudly, let alone farting on the fat man.

"What are you waiting for, let's go together!" One of them shouted coldly, and shouted at the ten people in the distance.

"Dare to touch my brother, die!"

At this moment, a tyrannical voice resounded through the sky, followed by an afterimage across the air, like a gust of wind.