There was a football field in the underground training ground of the villa, Fang Wen was like a hurricane rushing away.
He had already broken through the speed of sound, his body had brought dozens of afterimages in the air, and the wind in the arena was fierce, and the piercing wind shook the ceiling of the practice ground to rumble, as if it could collapse at any moment.
Fang Wen held a stabbing sword that was four feet two inches long and as thin as a willow eyebrow, and when he shook his wrist, hundreds of points of cold light were sprinkled, and when his wrist shook again, his body had already turned in a big circle, and hundreds of points of cold light were sprinkled down.
Fang Wen was running around Mr.
Yueda.
Countless Dao Finger Winds and countless points of cold light were released from Fang Wen's palm, and they hit Mr.
Yueda like a storm.
Mr.
Yueda held a blue long sword, his wrist shook slightly, and the sword light was like a puff of water light surrounding his body, whether it was Fang Wen's finger wind or sword light, as soon as he touched the bright light, they all dissolved into invisible.
Mr.
Yueda's own light body speed was only about one-third of Fang Wen's, but the local speed of his sword swing reached a terrifying five times the speed of sound.
With a slight sweep of his sword blade, a large area of sword qi roared out, forcing Fang Wen to keep retreating, and then pounce again.
The exercises of the wind gate are divergent, and the speed is their strongest point.
It is precisely because of the divergence of the wind gate's exercises that their attack power is not insufficient.
The exercises of the Moon Gate are condensed and super lethal.
With the strength of about three Jiazi, Mr.
Yueda can touch the true strength of Fang Wen's thirteen Jiazi.
Fang Wen's true strength reserves are more than four times that of Mr.
Yueda, but can you fight hard with a pound of steel knives with four catties of wood Fang Wen can only rely on his own high speed to maneuver with Mr.
Yueda.
Negligent and like a flint, Fang Wen's stabbing sword is also very threatening.
But although Mr.
Yueda's own speed was not enough, the speed at which he swung his sword reached a terrifying level, and no matter how Fang Wen flew around and attacked Mr.
Yueda's sword, it was always waiting in front of him.
A long stream of high-speed compressed crimson sword qi swept across the sky, and gradually Fang Wen's activity space was compressed smaller and smaller.
Mr.
Yue Er next to him shouted impatiently: "Senior brother, you have been playing for two days, it is my turn to play with the third child and eat alone, you are going to be thundered by the sky."
Mr.
Yuesan waved his long sword frantically and shouted: "Second child, no matter how much it is, let's join forces to overturn the boss first, and then have a good time with this doll and beat him up."
That's right, in the eyes of the three martial madmen, Fang Wen's only point is that he was beaten.
After all, the skill of the thirteen Jiazi is not a joke, although the lethality is a little smaller, but the defense power is first-class.
Mr.
Yueda yelled: "Shut up Lao Tzu and wait for Lao Tzu to play for another two hours and let it be given to you hahaha, Xiao Fangwen, if you don't have any other tricks, just wait to try the power of Lao Tzu's Spring Flower and Autumn Moon Sword hahaha, if Lao Tzu accidentally ruins your appearance, you can't blame Lao Tzu" Mr.
Yueda shook his wrist, and an extremely bright and extremely bewitching red light suddenly rippled on the blade of the sword.
"I'll fuck these three old immortals."
Fang Wen secretly hated in his heart, and he yelled: "No matter, look at Lao Tzu's hole cards" Mr.
Yueda's eyes lit up suddenly, and his hand stagnated slightly, he wanted to see what Fang Wen's hole cards were, and if he could put a little pressure on him.
Fang Wen spun rapidly in the air, a puff of cyan wind wrapped around his body, gradually, the cyan wind emitted a deafening roar, like a jet fighter taking off on the training ground, the sharp wind shook Mr.
Yueda couldn't help frowning and squinting his eyes.
Fang Wen's body suddenly disappeared.
No, it wasn't that it disappeared, but that Fang Wen instantly increased to a terrifying speed of three times the speed of sound with the power of his flesh.
The wind roared in Fang Wen's body, and under the rapid rotation of the cyclone, it had already turned into dark green black hole-like objects.
This is Fang Wen's current limit, relying on the huge true strength of the Thirteen Jiazi, Fang Wen can reach a high speed of three times the speed of sound in a short period of time.
This is also the limit of the seventh realm of the Wind Resisting Sutra.
The strength of the human body itself is limited, and after the refining of true qi, the high speed that it can withstand is only that.
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If a normal person such as Mr.
Feng Da could have such a huge true strength as Fang Wen, his maximum speed could only reach twice the speed of sound.
Fang Wen was able to go one step further because of the relationship between the Wind Spirit Body.
However, this was also Fang Wen's limit, because his meridians could not withstand the rapid surge of the wind.
If he increased his speed any more, his meridians would burst open like a bomb.
Perhaps, only a monster with both a wind body and a moon vein can increase its speed again.
Of course, if he could break through to the eighth level of the Wind Resisting Sutra, Fang Wen felt that he could be faster.
With three times the speed of sound, Mr.
Yueda couldn't smoothly perceive Fang Wen's actions.
His eyes were full of cyan phantoms, his ears were full of piercing whistling, and a puff of fine sword light continued to burst out from all around him to pierce his body.
Mr.
Yueda only felt that his wrist was constantly oscillating, and it was the rapid collision between the sword curtain he swung out and the sword qi shot by Fang Wen.
With a few crisp snorts, a few more blood stains suddenly appeared on Mr.
Yueda's body, and the thin blood stains seemed inconspicuous at first, but soon spewed out thin blood mist.
The high-pressure qi swept out of Fang Wen's sword blade was very thin, but it cut into Mr.
Yueda's body very deeply, and it was deep enough to reach the bone.
Speed is also a kind of power.
If it weren't for Mr.
Yueda protecting his whole body with a sword gang, Fang Wen's sword qi would have been able to chop off his arms.
"Wonderful, how many years have I not been injured" Mr.
Yueda laughed wildly, and the crazy laughter stirred up circles of transparent qi around his mouth, and actually shattered the hundreds of sword qi pointed out by Fang Wen.
"It hurts, it's so painful, it's really enjoyable, take my highest sword intent, the moon shines on Kyushu" Mr.
Yue Er and Mr.
Yue San turned around and ran, rushing out of the gate of the practice ground like the wind, and then tightly locked the heavy iron door firmly.
Mr.
Yue Er shouted: "Xiao Fangwen, Lao Tzu is optimistic about you and the boss fighting hard, don't be afraid, let Lao Tzu see your ability" Mr.
Yuesan laughed wildly and said: "Xiao Fangwen, if you can not die if you take the boss's move, Lao Tzu will pass the Purple Moon Secret Sword Book to you, and push the Yuezhao Sutra according to the wind strength of your wind gate, at least it can make your sword qi three times more lethal."
The lethality of the sword qi that broke through the air was three times greater Fang Wen's eyes lit up, people die for money, birds die for food, and what about martial artists, martial artists are naturally dying for secrets I didn't see that once a secret book appeared in martial arts novels, Fang Wen, who could kill and injure a thousand children and eight hundred martial arts masters, was not a pure martial artist, but he also knew that if he wanted to maintain his current status, he could not lack strength.
Therefore, Fang Wen decided to fight hard.
Of course, Fang Wen can't help it if he doesn't fight hard with Mr.
Yueda.
Mr.
Yue Er and Mr.
Yue San have locked the only door of the practice ground, and Mr.
Yue Da has begun to accumulate real strength like crazy, what else can Fang Wen do except fight hard "So, the Wind and the Cloud Sword Momentum" Fang Wen held the bayonet sword in both hands, and his body spun rapidly.
Spinning, spinning, the rapidly rotating body with the bayonet sword sliced through the air at an astonishing speed, and countless extremely thin and extremely thin sword qi roared and stabbed at Mr.
Yueda.
Gradually, Fang Wen formed a cyan shuttle-shaped wheal in the air, and the stabbing sword was the top of the shuttle, Fang Wen raised a blue light, led people with his sword, and quickly stabbed towards Mr.
Yueda.
This is a lethal move.
However, when the four secret doors of the Heavenly Gate have the same move, they have always used killing moves.
Because of Xuemen's medical skills, because Xuemen's medical equipment that has been beyond the world's technology for hundreds of years, it is enough to make the so-called fatal injuries of normal people as worthless as cutting their nails.
Therefore, with a cyan light and countless subtle sword qi, the cyan wind shuttle that Fang Wen had transformed into crashed into Mr.
Yueda.
Mr.
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Tsutsuki's burly body suddenly swelled in a circle, and the long silver whiskers stood straight, and when they collided with each other, there was a sound of metal crashing.
He clenched his sword and lightly drew a circle in the air.
A circle of light and shadow enveloped Mr.
Tsukida's body, and the sword trembled rapidly, and suddenly the circle of light and shadow as brilliant as moonlight exploded.
Countless palm-sized moon-arc sword qi gently swept in all directions.
Endless, endless, seemingly gentle, but extremely fast.
Every sword qi has a terrifying power that pierces through the golden stone.
The moon-shaped sword qi covered the entire practice ground, and also covered the cyan light shuttle that Fang Wen had transformed.
Fang Wen's body trembled violently, and every sword qi slammed deep into his cyan energy, like an iron knife slashing into a soft wooden stake, shattering the cyan energy around him.
Finally, the cyan wind shuttle disintegrated in the moon-arc sword qi in the sky, and countless blood arrows splashed out from Fang Wen's body.
Several blood arrows erupted from Fang Wen's face, just as Mr.
Yueda said, he accidentally disfigured Fang Wen.
Of course, cosmetic surgery is just a minor operation that is not worth mentioning.
Fang Wen snorted miserably, the stabbing sword in his hand trembled violently, and the wind accumulated on the sword had reached the limit of what he could control.
Holding the hilt of the sword with his left hand, he slapped his right palm lightly behind the hilt, and the sword carried a blue light several meters long, which shot at Mr.
Yueda like lightning.
At this moment, the speed of the stabbing sword exceeded the speed of Fang Wen himself by more than three times.
Nine times the speed of sound, but a distance of more than ten meters, Mr.
Rao is Yueda's skills cannot react.
The stabbing sword pierced through Mr.
Yueda's heart, and from the back of his heart a blood arrow several meters long roared out, and the stabbing sword shot into the ground, and it disappeared deeply, I don't know how deep it shot down the ground, leaving only a hole with the thickness of a fist constantly bubbling up steaming.
Fang Wen, who was sparsely scratched, and Mr.
Yueda, who had a big hole in his chest, fell to the sky, losing both.
The door of the practice ground suddenly opened, and countless people rushed in, and more than a dozen Xuemen disciples in white coats rushed to the two of them and started the initial first aid.
Mr.
Feng Da angrily pointed at Mr.
Yue Er and Mr.
Yue San and roared, and then suddenly looked up to the sky and laughed like crazy: "Boss Yue, you also have today that you can't even beat my fucking apprentice who is windy, and you will have the face to compete with me in the future."
Mr.
Yueda, who had just been woken up by a dose of cardio injection, heard this, opened his mouth violently, and in a fit of anger, he spurted out a blood spring and fainted again.
Mr.
Fengda, Mr.
Fenger, and the other Fengmen elders who had been ravaged by the same sect of the Moon Gate laughed loudly at the same time.
The resort is an extremely important secret stronghold of Tianmen on the mainland, and the medical facilities here are also extremely complete.
Fang Wen and Mr.
Yueda were stripped of their clothes, thrown into a huge transparent container, and soaked in the special culture liquid made by Xuemen.
Their wounds are healing rapidly.
Their injuries did not hurt important internal organs, and in the eyes of the people of Xuemen, it was only a small skin injury, and it only took three or five days of work to recover as before.
Therefore, Mr.
Feng Da's plan to invade the Mausoleum of Qin Shi Huang was postponed for another five days.
In the five days, the second and third of the moon were very trustworthy and taught the Purple Moon Secret Sword Book to Fang Wen without reservation.
Fang Wen is very grateful for the trustworthiness of the second and third of the month.
At that time, when Fang Wen crawled out of the healing container, he heard Mr.
Feng Da say: With Fang Wen's identity and status, he can freely read all the classics of the Heavenly Gate...
"I'll fuck you old bastards" Fang Wen roared hoarsely.
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Another day passed, and after Mr.
Yueda, who had a hole in his chest, also healed from his injuries, all preparations were ready, and Tianmen began to plan for the Mausoleum of Qin Shi Huang
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