Chapter 2832 Phantom Sword Dance

Being tossed and attacked by giant flame shurikens, I felt an indescribable soreness at this moment.

The movement of swinging the sword was repeatedly blocked, but I was still not discouraged, because through the flames and the distorted air, I saw that the expression of the ninja opposite me was shocked.

Hey, hey, I didn’t expect that the trick you claimed to be sure to kill me was actually blocked by me. Aren’t you surprised? Aren’t you surprised?

Admiring his horrified expression, I couldn't help but smile proudly.

But to be honest, the wave after wave of tremors generated by the giant flame shuriken when it collided with the blade barrier was really not that easy to bear. I was almost, just a little bit, forced to stop. .

But fortunately I survived, and even more fortunate that I could adapt to this tremor in a very short period of time.

After confirming that the scorching flames and high-speed cutting had nothing to do with me, the ninja suddenly fell into shock.

This is his unique move. Normally, even the national power may not be able to withstand it, but to be frustrated when facing this young man whose strength is not yet strong enough for the national power. This is simply. This is simply...

shame!

Shame is like a sharp knife that can easily cut off the line of reason.

The extremely angry ninja finally gave up on being conservative, roared angrily, and took the initiative to attack me.

This attack represents desperate determination, unstoppable belief, courage and stupidity.

It's quite stupid. After all, I rarely see an assassin trying to fight the blade with his body, especially when this sword is Xilan's demon sword, which is at least comparable to enchanted weapons, and the Odachi, which is at least comparable to magic weapons.

When the light of the sword passed in front of his body, when the energy of the sword cut off the bangs on his forehead mercilessly, when the sharp blade was slightly blocked, it cut the dagger in his hand into two pieces. The ninja finally stopped and continued to charge forward. action, he finally came to his senses.

The advantage of a ninja lies in speed and surprise, not the physical strength, nor the desperate rush to fight. Moreover, the weapon in the opponent's hand is obviously stronger than his own body and even his own weapon. So There is a huge contrast between strengths and weaknesses, and there is no chance of winning in a head-to-head fight.

The Ninja's footsteps stopped abruptly, and his body also stopped abruptly at the same time, as if there was no inertia.

His cold eyes were as cold as ice, staring at me full of hatred.

However, everything he showed in front of me was like nothing, because at this moment, a strange voice sounded in my mind.

It was not an Odachi, an apostle, Spitz, or any familiar voice, but an ethereal and illusory voice, as if it came from another space, so illusory and unreal.

This voice was not a communication or a prophecy, but it was calmly explaining one thing to me like a normal conversation - "Phantom Sword Dance has been learned."

The next moment, I felt blessed in my soul, and an indescribable feeling surged from my heart. At the same time, pictures kept flashing in my mind, like a slideshow, one after another. When all the pictures appeared again, It actually played back again, and the second time it played back was significantly faster than the first time. If the first time was a slideshow, then the second time was a cartoon.

A coherent and clear picture appeared in my mind. It was unfamiliar at first, gradually became familiar, and then became deeply rooted in my mind.

That is the move of Phantom Sword Dance.

"New combat skills!" I said in surprise.

"Now that you have learned it, how can you know how powerful it is if you don't give it a try?" The voice of the Odachi sounded in my mind, with a playful tone: "It just so happens that there is a living target in front of you. .”

"Hehe, you are really bad!" I joked with Odachi with a smile.

"This is not called evil, this is called resource utilization." Odachi also laughed evilly: "If you leave such a good resource unused, you will be punished by God!"

"In this case, there is no other way. I don't want to suffer the punishment of God, hehehe."

The movement of his hands suddenly stagnated, and then transformed into another form. The blade was swung again quickly, and it was swung faster and faster. In just a few seconds, the shadow of the blade disappeared again, and the barrier formed by the blade opened again. Open it, and after finishing all this, less than two seconds have passed.

However, the ninja's pupils suddenly shrank after watching the whole process of changing his moves, and he only had time to say one word: "No"

"Phantom Sword Dance."

Different from his heart-rending roar, these four words were as plain as boiled water. However, in the next moment, the sword energy wave composed of countless sword energy came out of the sword and cut straight towards the ninja who was about to retreat. .

When the sword energy came into contact with the body, the pieces of cloth scattered and flesh and blood flew everywhere. A complete body instantly turned into a bloody man, and this bloody man was still unable to fall to the ground. The whole body was held up in the air by the sword energy. , while being torn apart by the raging sword energy, and at the same time enduring the despair of not being able to reach the sky or touch the ground.

"This is Phantom Sword Dance," I murmured as I looked at the waves of sword energy that were gradually disappearing.

At this moment, I have forgotten to sigh, forget to exclaim, and even forget to praise. What is left is only the sluggishness after being shocked by the power of Phantom Sword Dance.

"What a powerful force!" I murmured again.

"Agree" Odachi's voice also sounded in my mind. Compared to my shock, it seemed much calmer: "Do you think this guy will die?"

"Probably not," I said uncertainly: "After all, he is at least a strong man at the national level. No matter how fragile his body is, he will not be instantly killed by such an attack."

"Tsk" Odachi said in disappointment: "I thought you would swell, and therefore I was sure he would die. I didn't expect you to be so calm. This is so unlike you."

"Not like me?" I asked doubtfully, "So in your eyes, what kind of person am I?"

"At least five times more reckless than you are now."

Me: Ni Zuokai! I hate you!

Finally, the sword energy wave subsided after ten seconds, and the ninja who had been beaten to a bloody pulp finally landed heavily on the ground.

He was not dead, but was severely injured, and no part of his skin was intact. In some places, even his muscles had suffered devastating blows, and his white bones were directly exposed.

Even if it is revived, its strength will definitely decline sharply, and it is difficult to say whether it can continue to maintain its status as a national power.

At the same time, someone among the adventurers who were fighting witnessed this scene with their own eyes and exclaimed: "This boy can actually dance with the phantom sword!"

Immediately, another voice followed closely: "Damn it, he was deceived. Even if this young man is not as powerful as the country, he is only a few steps away!"

"Oops, our people were defeated!" Another adventurer roared: "Damn it, he was beaten to a bloody pulp. No wonder he can muster such a huge killing intent. It turns out he is a cruel demon!"