bdsm-fiction Chapter 429: Life Technique
Chapter 429: Life Technique
The audience was talking about it, and the ugly curses from the Beilong Army soldiers aroused Jin Buhuan's strong self-esteem as a top swordsman.
Jin Buhuan mobilized his true strength, his long hair flying, and he pointed the sword in his right hand at the ground, bursting his fighting power to the peak and using the third move of "The Prodigal Son Sword Technique" "Crazy Bees and Butterflies"!
Jin Buhuan's white figure suddenly split into three, each of which was exactly the same, and it was impossible to tell which one was the real one. Perhaps all three were fake.
Fan Xingcheng looked at it carefully with cold eyes. Since it was difficult to distinguish the real from the fake, let's fight together!
"Sword Chase" used both hands to shoot continuously, and the Meteor Sword "swooshed" wildly, shooting towards the three Jin Buhuan.
The Meteor Sword hit Jin Buhuan on the far left, but it went straight through his body and collapsed a stone pagoda of the Jinchan Temple in the distance. The same thing happened to Jin Buhuan in the middle. They were both intangible yet extremely real phantoms.
The third!
Just when the Fingertip Meteor Sword was about to hit the third Jin Buhuan, the first two Jin Buhuan's phantoms had already blocked Jin Buhuan's real body with their beautiful waists. Together with Jin Buhuan's own sword, the three swords combined finally blocked the four Fingertip Meteor Swords.
"Dang-dang-dang!"
With a few crisp sounds, the Meteor Sword was shattered into small pieces like ice chips, which splashed onto the onlookers. Everyone looked curiously and found that this hidden weapon was not made of some powerful metal or stone, but was condensed from Fan Xingcheng's inner strength.
Being able to use internal force and fingers to throw such a powerful hidden weapon, Fan Xingcheng's cultivation should not be underestimated. However, everything has its limits, and human power is ultimately limited. The Meteor Sword is so powerful that it certainly cannot be fired continuously for too long.
Jin Buhuan realized that his opponent was adjusting his breathing, and immediately activated his sword techniques. Three bodies with three beautiful waists rushed forward and attacked from three directions!
Fan Xingcheng didn't dare to gamble whether the two fake bodies had the ability to attack, so he just took back the bone-shaking knife that was inserted into the ring in mid-air, held the blade horizontally, and prepared to block three swords with one knife. However, he left the handle of the knife to Jin Buhuan on the far right, because that was Jin Buhuan's real body, and his attack power must be the strongest.
"when!"
After three sword strikes, the result was completely different from what Fan Xingcheng expected!
The Jin Buhuan on the far right has very light strength, and the handle of the knife feels very relaxed.
Jin Buhuan on the far left had the most powerful force. He chopped the beauty's waist near the tip of the bone-breaking knife, and directly pressed the knife back to Fan Xingcheng's left shoulder. The tip of the knife pierced in, and blood flowed!
Fan Xingcheng never expected that in such a short period of time, Jin Buhuan's three bodies could actually switch positions and be indistinguishable from the real thing!
Jin Buhuan took advantage of the situation and continued to use "Crazy Bees and Butterflies". His three bodies constantly changed their positions and attacked from the top, middle and bottom routes, forcing Fan Xingcheng to retreat step by step. Fortunately, he still had his ghostly and agile body skills. If it were anyone else, he would have been knocked off the stage long ago.
The two of them kept chasing and fighting like this for ten minutes, with a dangerous situation occurring almost every few seconds. By this time, both of them were running out of internal strength and were exhausted both physically and mentally.
Fan Xingcheng really had no patience anymore. He no longer considered his mother's orders, nor did he hide his strength. He used the last of his inner strength to launch a new life technique!
"Shoot the Wolf!"
Everyone was shocked. How much of the God-given magic had this guy mastered?
Chen Qingzhou was also quite surprised. Although he had now comprehended five life-enhancing techniques, which should be the number that no one could match, he only had one first-level and one second-level technique, and the others were all below the third-level.
As for Fan Xingcheng, both "King of Swords" and "Shooting Wolf" are second-level attack-type, and their power is infinitely close to that of the first level. Maybe he has other life-enhancing techniques that he hasn't used yet. Even if most of them are below the third level, after the level is increased, the bonus to the basic attributes will be very terrifying.
I saw a huge golden light bow appear in Fan Xingcheng's left hand, but compared with ordinary bows, it had three more forks on the upper and lower parts. While moving at high speed, he pinched his right hand and pulled back with all his strength, and eight golden arrows flew out!
But the arrow did not shoot straight at Jin Buhuan, but went straight into the sky until it disappeared.
Just when Jin Buhuan and everyone else didn't understand what this meant, a few sharp-eyed people suddenly shouted loudly.
"Beware!"
“Here comes the top!”
Along with the shouts, eight golden arrows fell from the sky, but they became bigger, thicker, faster and more powerful, and shot around Jin Buhuan according to the eight trigrams. Then, golden threads emerged from between the golden arrows, trapping Jin Buhuan tightly!
Eight golden arrows, centered in the formation, simultaneously burst out with a powerful squeezing force. Jin Buhuan's expression gradually began to show pain. The pressure in the Golden Arrow Bagua Formation could be imagined. Jin Buhuan could not divert this kind of all-round continuous damage no matter what.
After using this powerful move, Fan Xingcheng was exhausted and fell to the ground, breathing heavily, but he felt much better than Jin Buhuan.
Poor Jin Buhuan gradually fell to the ground in the formation, his face ashen. I'm afraid someone would die if this continued.
Everyone was also very nervous and no one wanted to cause any casualties, but Jin Buhuan came to participate in the Dragon City Fight alone, and the onlookers didn't even know him before, so who could say surrender on his behalf?
Chen Qingzhou thought anxiously. At the scene, he was the only one who had some interactions with him. In addition, his master was a divine physiognomist. Should he say a word for him to at least save his life?
But what if Jin Buhuan is unwilling to surrender and still has the strength to fight again? Wouldn't this be more of a hindrance than a help?
"stop!"
Just when Chen Qingzhou was struggling, an old but soothing voice sounded.
"Amitabha."
Master Dujian, the number one monk and abbot of Jinchan Temple, has taken action!
Master Du Jian struck out with one hand, and an illusory palm print appeared in the air, which directly pulled out the arrow from the northernmost "Kan" position in the Golden Arrow Bagua Formation. This was the center of the formation. Once the arrow was released, the formation would break.
Jin Buhuan was already bleeding from all seven orifices and was unconscious. It seemed that he was indeed unable to fight anymore.
Master Du Jian had already lost his beloved disciple because of the Dragon City Technique, and he didn't want anyone else to die in this thousand-year-old temple.
"Clap clap clap!"
The onlookers spontaneously applauded, firstly to admire the extraordinary strength of the two Seven Mystic Sword Masters, allowing everyone to enjoy a wonderful contest. Secondly, they thanked Master Wataru for his timely action to avoid a tragedy. After all, the two of them were the absolute main force in the future Demon Fire Burning City, and if anything happened to either of them, it would be a loss for the human race.
Afterwards, the young monk Yuan Xin immediately rushed onto the stage and treated the two of them. Of course, Fan Xingcheng's injuries were relatively minor, so he focused most of his energy on Jin Buhuan.
Chen Qingzhou also breathed a sigh of relief. If Master Du Jian had not acted in time and someone had died because of his hesitation, it would have been useless no matter how much he blamed himself.
Now there is only one final battle left in the Dragon City Tournament, in which Chen Qingzhou, the elder of the Tianci faction, will face off against Fan Xingcheng, the young commander of the Northern Dragon Army!