Chapter 554 Hate Heaven Sword! [Two in One]

The man in gray squeaked out again, his eyes were surprised, and he changed his moves again, slashing Fang Che out with a powerful and heavy sword like a ball, and then slashed towards Fang Che's neck with the light of the sword.

Fang Che's body kept stumbling, but he kept using the most embarrassing posture to draw the sword perfectly, protecting himself, and counterattacking. Moreover, every move of the counterattack was flawless. It seemed that he made that embarrassing posture on purpose. The cooperation is average!

The man in gray was completely surprised: This was the first time in his life that he had encountered such a thing!

This kid... is so awesome!

Surprised, the knife was drawn faster and faster!

I want to see if this kid has any limits!

Ever since the first blow, Fang Che had been put at a disadvantage!

The sword flashed.

Flying.

Fang Che worked hard to support himself, relying on the Heavenly Sword Technique, and constantly gained new insights under the oppression of the other party.

But it was unable to cope with the opponent's huge attack.

Especially the opponent's terrifying power made him feel like he was driving a small sampan on the vast ocean from the beginning.

The violent waves are coming from the soles of your feet, from the top of your head, and from all directions!

Can't stand at all.

He held his breath, said nothing, and used every move. Although his body was swaying here and there, he had a perfect sword style. No matter how he swayed, he could execute the sword perfectly!

Block every killing move of the opponent!

Blood spurted out from the mouth.

Fang Che felt that what he was facing was no longer a person, but a mountain, a sea, a piece of sky and earth!

With a clang, he blocked the opponent's knife from slashing his neck, and counterattacked his Dantian.

With another clang, he blocked the knife that could cut him in two and stabbed the opponent's heart.

again……

The man in gray on the other side became stronger and stronger, and Fang Che's body kept shaking, staggering, and rolling.

"Two! Three...six...seventeen...nineteen..."

The people in gray clothes kept reporting the numbers.

There was finally a bang, and Fang Che had just found the opportunity to stand up, and when he took two steps back to reposition, the opponent's knife struck straight at him like lightning and thunder again.

Fang Che rushed forward with the knife in his hand.

With a snap, the back of the knife was pushed down directly and hit him in the face.

Two deep furrows were plowed out under the feet, and they retreated straight back, the soil rolled up, and they retreated ten feet!

He was panting violently and bleeding from all his orifices.

But his eyes were fixed on each other.

When he opened his mouth, thick blood poured out.

He said in a deep voice: "How many moves have you made?"

The two Danyun Divine Pills left in his mouth melted quietly.

"Twenty-five moves!"

The man in gray looked at him indifferently, as if looking at a dead person: "Fang Xunchang is indeed good, but if your skills stop here, you might as well give up on these hundred moves today."

Fang Che's heart was beating wildly, his mouth and nose were bleeding, and he looked miserable.

He said in a hoarse voice: "It's just a hundred moves, twenty-five moves have already passed!"

The man in gray said coldly: "This set of sword skills of yours is indeed good, but this set of sword skills... you have just started to repeat a move. Although you have changed it, repeating it is just repeating it."

"That's why you are so miserable with this last resort."

"If you continue to use this set of sword skills against me, you have no hope. It's better to admit defeat as soon as possible!"

The man in gray's eyes flashed coldly, and said calmly: "And your sword skills are not fully practiced. You can only get the shape, but not the essence! You can fool ordinary people, but you have to deal with masters... Don't you think it's too ridiculous? Already?"

Needless to say, Fang Che himself had already realized this.

At this moment, my heart was filled with disdain.

As expected, Feng Xing is not a person who does big things.

He taught himself a set of Heaven-supporting Sword Techniques and won people's hearts with sincerity, but in the end, he only taught it half-heartedly.

The most important thing is not taught!

"This set of sword skills is just an ordinary thing, just used to get a feel for it."

Fang Che said calmly: "Thank you for being a senior master. You bet on one hundred moves, but you were able to sustain twenty-five moves with an ordinary set of bottom-touching sword techniques. I think you have very little experience in the world."

The man in gray clothes smiled instead of being angry: "Hahahaha..."

His voice was hoarse and full of depression, but you could tell that he really felt funny.

Fang Che said lightly: "Is it funny?"

"Funny! It's really funny!"

The man in gray felt a strange emotion rush into his heart, and he was overjoyed for a moment.

I wish I could rush back right now to find Feng Du who is in seclusion and tell him that your sword skills are actually too ordinary and are only worthy of being tested!

Just thinking about Feng Du's possible reaction makes me feel extremely happy.

He laughed for a while.

Fang Che had no idea what he was laughing at, but the man in gray was laughing, which was a rare opportunity for Fang Che to rest.

Seize the time to circulate the immeasurable mantra and restore the body's injuries.

Three more Pill Cloud God Pills were put into the mouth. At the same time, three Heavenly King Pills also entered the mouth. One of the Heavenly King Pills had begun to melt.

"It's really useless..." Fang Che sighed in his heart.

Originally, when I was in Baiyun Continent, I felt that there were quite a lot of Danyun Divine Pills, which said, "Below the monarch level, they can recover immediately regardless of injuries." Only one pill was consumed at a time, which was enough for him to fight for his life.

As a result, after arriving at East Lake Continent and improving his cultivation level, the effect of the Danyun Divine Pill was weakened.

When encountering a danger, at least three or five pills will be consumed!

As for the Heavenly King Pill, it goes without saying that he would take one pill during his normal training, and two or three pills to maintain his spiritual power during the battle.

He could see that his stock was already running low.

While regulating his breath, he kept thinking.

Where did this gray-clothed man come from?

If he wanted to kill him with his real cultivation, he could have done it long ago.

If the other party had used up the vast spiritual energy that he had kept but not released, he would have become a pool of meat sauce!

Fang Che was not a fool. On the contrary, he was much smarter than most people. If he didn't take action, he might not feel the horror of the gray-clothed man, but if he couldn't sense the other party's terrifying background after fighting for 25 moves, it would be too unreasonable.

So this person clearly didn't want to kill him.

But his malice towards him and others was real.

What's going on?

Moreover, the most important point is: although this person didn't want to kill me, it was true that his knife would kill me. In other words, if he couldn't stop his knife, he wouldn't stop it at all.

It was inevitable that he would cut himself in two with one knife.

So...

Who is this old guy?

He just stretched himself like this, not taking any ruthless action, as if he was waiting for something...

So what was he waiting for?

After confirming the fact that 'as long as I block his knife, I won't die', Fang Che now felt relieved.

The reason for this is half because... the opponent's knife is really hard to block! And if you can't block it, you will really die!

"Fucking devil style!"

Fang Che cursed in his heart.

But he naturally wouldn't show it on his mouth. Not only did he not show it, but he also had to show a posture of 'I didn't see your true intention at all, I have been forced into a dead end by you, and I must fight to the death'.

Otherwise, what if the old devil gets angry?

What lingers in Fang Che's mind now is still "one hundred moves!"

He knows very well that the guy opposite is definitely a cruel devil.

If he can't block a hundred moves, maybe he won't die, but An Ruoxing, Ye Meng and others are destined to die!

Then what can he use to resist the remaining seventy-five moves?

The Great Sun Sword... has only one move, and using it repeatedly is just courting death.

The Sky-supporting Sword, no.

The Blood Spirit Seven Swords, not powerful enough.

The Dragon God Halberd? It's definitely not enough for a beginner.

The Flying Knife... is even more ridiculous!

Then, the only ones that can be used are the Underworld and the Hate Heaven Sword!

Fang Che felt that his spiritual energy had recovered, and he stood up shakily as if he was weak, and said shrilly: "Today is just a death, a mere hundred moves, what's the point. Sir, do you dare to tell me your name?!"

Still testing the other party's attitude.

The gray-clothed man snorted and said: "Come and fight when you recover, no need to pretend. Do you think I can fall for your evil trick?!"

This was an answer that Fang Che did not expect at all.

Then he heard the gray-clothed man say: "On the road to the underworld, remember who killed you, my surname is Sun!"

Sun!

Fang Che's mind flashed, looking at the other party's zombie-like body covered in a gray robe, thinking of the other party's incomprehensible actions, he was completely relieved.

It turned out to be you!

After figuring this out, Fang Che figured out everything!

Who is the other party, how did the other party know me, why did the other party come to me, why did the other party propose this strange bet!

He made up his mind in an instant!

"It's not certain who will kill whom! Pay attention, I'm going to use my trick!"

Fang Che snorted coldly, no longer hiding anything, straightened his waist, and a fierce murderous aura and a huge momentum suddenly rushed out.

In an instant, it was like a gust of cold wind rose up beside him, and the momentum was extremely terrifying!

The blade shook and hissed, and in an instant, a transcendent momentum of "hating the sky, the earth, and the world" arose spontaneously!

The gray-clothed man was refreshed.

Finally forced out the kid's trump card.

The kid's trump card is indeed my Hate Heaven Sword!

Fang Che did not use the momentum in the divine formless jade. That momentum was that Fang Che would not dare to release a bit even if he was beaten to death!

Because this divine formless jade... originally belonged to the other party.

Then the momentum inside is also the opponent's!

What if the opponent recognizes that he is the one who intercepted... Even if he is the successor of his Hate Heaven Sword, Fang Che has no doubt that the other party will cut him in half and take back the Divine Wuxiang Jade!

But his current momentum, combined with his age, is enough to shock the world!

The murderous aura is rolling, the evil aura is like a tide, the momentum instantly connects the sky and the earth, and the mountains and rivers of the earth move at the same time!

The sun, the moon, and the stars seem to condense on the tip of the knife in an instant.

The gray-clothed man opposite is naturally Sun Wutian.

At this moment, feeling Fang Che's Hate Heaven Sword momentum, his heart is full of appreciation.

Damn it!

It's really well practiced!

No wonder even Yan Nan, the old silver coin, praised it!

But his eyes shot out a solemn look, and he said lightly: "Good sword style, what is the name of this sword?"

Fang Che smiled grimly, and his feet moved, like a long rainbow, rolling over the ground!

The sun, the moon, the stars, the mountains, the rivers, and the lakes, followed his movements and pressed down at the same time: "This knife is called killing!"

The first move of the Hate Heaven Sword Technique.

Hate Heaven Has No Eyes!

Attack with all your strength!

Without any reservations! He looked like he was fighting for his life.

Although he was acting, this was indeed the most powerful, most powerful and unreserved sword he had ever made since he obtained the Hatian Sword!

Essence, consciousness, soul, body, spiritual power...

Get into it all!

Because this is your own value!

The sword light roared, the sky was miserable and the earth was miserable. In a trance, it seemed as if there was a gate to hell slowly opening.

The ghostly aura is dense and moving.

"Well done!"

Sun Wutian held a knife and rushed into the knife net like a moth to a flame.

It looked like a fight to the death, but in fact, it weakened his strength again.

What if this guy is killed during this all-out battle and counterattack?

Rumble...

The two collided.

The sword light shot out in all directions, above and below the ground, like bombs blooming.

At this moment, the two of them exchanged countless blows.

Finally, two muffled groans sounded!

One of them was fake.

The other one was also fake.

The two of them stumbled back at the same time.

Everyone withdraws from Qibazhang!

Sun Wutian gasped and looked at Fang Che with a look of surprise in his eyes: "What a sword! Twenty-six moves!"

Fang Che's body was in tatters, with blood slowly flowing in many places, but he didn't care, gasping and laughing wildly: "How!? Is this knife powerful enough?!"

A arrogant attitude.

"It's okay, but it's a pity that this is the only thing you can do!"

Sun Wutian said.

"Hahaha...Old man, you've been waiting for this! You can't even imagine my trick!"

Fang Che felt that his strength was recovering quickly.

Knowing that this old devil has shown mercy, this moment is a good time to show off!

With a long roar, he stood up with a divine light on his face. The spiritual energy between heaven and earth rushed in like a whirlpool, and his momentum was once again shocking.

"Old thief! Look at the knife!"

Hatetian Sword Technique, the second style!

"Hateful and unintentional!"

Sun Wutian thought silently in his heart, and with the same roar, he rushed forward.

Next.

A full half hour.

Fang Che practiced the thirteen styles of Hentian Sword from beginning to end.

Hate the sky without eyes, hate the sky without heart, hate the sky without mercy, hate the sky without words,

Hate the sky without dreams, hate the sky without hands, hate the sky without a knife, hate the sky without tears,

Hate the sky without injury, hate the sky without justice, hate the sky without justice, hate the sky without anger,

Hate heaven without death!

Fang Che behaved extremely sternly, his fighting spirit rose, burning the sky and destroying the earth.

But I felt so satisfied!

It's so enjoyable.

Except for this old devil, dealing with others is really not so enjoyable!

This feeling of letting go, this way of fighting completely without any worries!

It is really helpful for improving yourself.

After one round of sword fighting, Fang Che even had more insights in his heart.

This is an insight I haven’t had in thousands of battles before!

"Thirty-eight moves!"

Fang Che held a long knife in his hand and laughed loudly: "Old Suntou! How about it?"

Sun Wutian snorted and said: "It's just the power of sword skills. The sword is good, but it's a pity that you can't control it! You can't master the sword skills, and you are limited by your strength. What can you do to me?"

"I can't do anything to you! But it's not difficult to block a hundred of your moves!"

"hehe……"

Sun Wutian waved his knife and said, "Inspector Fang, let me see what else you can do!"

"No other skills are needed, this set of sword skills is enough!"

Fang Che let out a long roar and deployed the Hatantian Sword again!

Again!

Sun Wutian was surprised and pleasantly surprised to find that the opponent's sword actually had new changes this time, incorporating new and more momentum!

"This qualification is truly unique to me! Even I couldn't do this back then!"

Sun Wutian was pleasantly surprised.

"Fifty-one moves!"

Fang Che laughed wildly: "How is it? I have a new understanding of my sword skills. If I continue to fight, a hundred moves will be easy. Seniors, we don't have any deep hatred for each other. The promise of a hundred moves is just a joke. . How about we just give up? Junior Fang Che also remembers a favor from senior!"

Use retreat to advance.

Sure enough, Sun Wutian rolled his eyelids and said solemnly: "Are you so sure that you can survive a hundred moves? Come again!"

Fang Che laughed secretly in his heart.

He threw a few more Heavenly King Pills into his mouth.

Now that Fang Che is taking this kind of elixir that increases his cultivation and assists his cultivation, he doesn't feel any pain at all!

Because, under Sun Wutian's crazy suppression, the effect of the Heavenly King Pill was almost completely absorbed without any waste!

And along with the battle, Sun Wutian forced out all the impurities!

Two swords can consume one Heavenly King Pill!

And one Heavenly King Pill is enough to increase Fang Che's countless cultivation levels!

Sure enough, after the third stab this time.

"Fifty-four moves!!"

Fang Che let out a long roar, shaking the wind and clouds high in the sky.

A new momentum suddenly appeared.

During the battle, he broke through to the ninth level of the Imperial Level!

Moreover, the momentum is still rising, and the cultivation level is also growing suddenly!

It was like a huge funnel appeared on his body. And the spiritual energy that filled the sky was pouring into his body through this funnel.

Breakthrough on the spot!

Sun Wutian stood in the distance holding a knife, feeling extremely satisfied in his heart. My Hattian Sword has indeed found the most correct successor!

This time, he didn't wait for Fang Che's breakthrough to be completed before he rushed forward with a knife.

Because he felt that it was too obvious to show off like this...

"Forty-six more moves!"

Sun Wutian roared.

"Well done!"

Fang Che's body rotated in the air, gathered momentum, and fell from the air in a circle. It was exactly the move of the Hattian Sword falling from the sky!

Hate Tian Wu Dao!

So I made up for it with this knife!

Dangdangdang...

Amidst the continuous collisions, Fang Che somersaulted, and then the tip of the knife was propped on the ground, and his retreat immediately turned into a charge.

"Hate God for being ignorant!"

In the blink of an eye, the Thirteen Swordsmen of Hatian struck again.

This time Fang Che didn't count.

Instead, with a long roar, three moves were merged into one sword, and five moves were merged into one sword, and they began to bombard wildly one after another!

Rumble...

The surrounding trees shattered into pieces and floated far away.

Although Sun Wutian suppressed his cultivation, the beating was extremely enjoyable.

Even afterwards I couldn't help but keep cheering.

"Good knife!"

"This is a good move!"

"This move is better!"

"Enjoyable!"

Rolling and rolling, like two earth dragons, circling and fighting in the mountains and forests.

I don’t know how long it took.

Fang Che let out a long laugh: "Hahahaha..."

His body flew out, pulling out a large sword, and with a clang, he returned the sword to its sheath.

He smiled and said, "Senior, how many moves have you made?"

Sun Wutian was stunned for a moment.

He really forgot how many moves he had.

But he also knew it in his heart, a hundred moves? It’s already over!

He frowned and thought for a moment, then stab after stab passed through his heart. He suddenly raised his head and said, "Good boy, one hundred and seventy-seven moves!"

Fang Che tidied himself up, with a look of respect on his face, and saluted: "Senior hero, highly skilled, thank you for your advice. This kid has really benefited a lot!"

After saying that, he bowed deeply.

Now that he has survived hundreds of moves, he can no longer talk about the bet. If you say anything else, the old devil's face won't come off.

So this is the time to be polite.

The lower your posture, the more humble and polite you are, the greater your chances of passing!

Sun Wutian looked at Fang Che indifferently, his gray eyes unblinking. After a long moment, he said: "One hundred moves, passed. You don't need to thank me, you can handle it on your own."

Fang Che said respectfully: "This junior knows what he knows. It's the senior who gave in intentionally. Otherwise, this junior would have died under the sword of his senior!"

He showed a smile: "Senior's true strength has not been used at all. I feel sorry for this junior!"

Sun Wutian thought deeply and said with a smile: "But your strength is indeed impressive. It is rare to have such cultivation and experience at such a young age."

After a pause, he said: "You pass!"

Fang Che smiled respectfully and said, "Then...the antidote..."

"There's no antidote."

Sun Wutian snorted and said: "They were knocked unconscious by me, and they will wake up after a while."

"ah?"

Fang Che said in confusion: "Shocked? Then why didn't this junior..."

Sun Wutian looked at Fang Che, smiled, and said, "Who is your master?"

"My master?"

Fang Che was stunned: "Senior, what do you mean?"

Sun Wutian smiled faintly and waved his hand.

Fang Che suddenly felt that the clouds and mountains in front of him were shrouded in mist, and he had entered a strange space filled with clouds and mist.

In front of him was the old man named Sun.

"Senior, you..."

Fang Che showed an appropriate look of surprise on his face.

"Night Demon, you used the Hatred Heaven Sword very well."

Sun Wutian stopped beating around the bush and directly called out the word "night devil".

Fang Che acted like he was "surprised" and took three steps back suddenly. He held the handle of the knife with one hand. Then he "came to his senses" and let go of the handle of the knife. He said respectfully: "I don't know... which senior has arrived. The night demon is terrified..."

Sun Wutian snorted and said: "I am Sun Wutian!"

"You...you..."

A trace of confusion flashed in Fang Che's eyes, and then he suddenly realized: "Ancestor!"

Then he turned over and fell to the ground: "Disciple... Night Demon, pay homage to the Patriarch!"

Sun Wutian snorted and said: "Since you have learned my Hatred Heaven Sword, you naturally know me! Then who is your master? How did you learn the Heaven Hater Sword?"

"The Patriarch Rongzhen."

Fang Che said: "This disciple's first mentor is Sun Yuan, the Flying Sword King."

"Sun Yuan..."

Sun Wutian murmured in his mouth, with long eyes, he sighed: "Flying Sword Technique?"

"yes!"

Sun Wutian was in a daze for a while, then said: "You continue."

"The younger generation worships the master as his teacher and learns the art, and also joins the sect with the master. The name of Night Demon is the original master and leader..."

Fang Che told what happened that year in detail.

Then it was said that Sun Yuan was plotted to death by the Wealthy Orthodox family. His body was chopped to pieces, and even his head was chopped off by members of the sect. He was hung and nailed to the top of Baiyunzhou City in the cold weather.

Sun Wutian's eyes slowly narrowed, and his ferocious aura was about to come out.