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Chapter 214 The humble Dugu seeks defeat? I didn't say anything just now [1 more](1/2)

Yan Shisan's words were very simple and clear. He had a powerful sword technique, and it was very likely that he would kill Fan Qinghui with one sword, so that Fan Qinghui would be more careful.

"you·······"

Even with Fan Qinghui's qi cultivation skills, he still looked angry at this moment.

Not to mention Yan Shisan, even the Heavenly Dao Song Que and the great masters such as Ning Daoqi do not have the ability to kill her in seconds.

Yan Shisan was chasing Shi Feixuan before, but he couldn't even kill Shi Feixuan, so he wanted to kill her with one sword?

It's really a big deal!

This is contempt for her!

Although she has always been the top among the leaders of Cihang Jingzhai for all generations, she is also the strength of a top master.

What's more, she practiced the Cihang Sword Book, one of the four great books. Even the grandmaster can fight, not to mention the mere Yan Shisan, who had just become a grandmaster.

Others may mistakenly think that Yan Shisan and Dugu Qiubai are perverted swordsmen organizations. Shi Feixuan, who had contact with Yan Shisan, is very clear. He knows that Yan Shisan is a real swordsman, even more ruthless than Tiandao Song Que.

This is a real swordsman.

Shi Feixuan also told Fan Qinghui about Yan Shisan's true strength.

Fan Qinghui admitted that Yan Shisan was gifted and could break through at the last minute under the suppression of Shi Feixuan and reach a new level of swordsmanship.

However, geniuses are just geniuses.

Geniuses also require time to accumulate. Realm is one thing, and strength is another thing.

Shi Feixuan's realm of practicing Cihang Sword Classic is still above her, but Shi Feixuan is no match for her at all.

Wanwan of the Yinkui Sect is the same. She can be said to be the most outstanding successor of the Yinkui Sect, but among the Demon Sect, there are still many Demon Sect masters who can suppress Wanwan.

Not to mention now, even Yan Shisan is not qualified to say this ten years later.

"Buzz~"

The next moment, Yan Shisan was like a black lightning, and the light was shot, flowing like wind in the air, directly piercing Fan Qinghui's throat.

Fan Qinghui's mood was in chaos, and this was his chance to take action.

"Clang!"

Fan Qinghui drew her sword and flickered, and her expression returned to calm.

She was not panicked at all, and her strength above Yan Shisan made her enough to make up for her mistakes just now.

"But that's it..."

Looking at the sword edge that looked like a poisonous snake, Fan Qinghui sneered in her heart.

The sword technique in Yan Shisan's hand is indeed a top sword technique, but it is simply incomparable to the peerless sword technique of Cihang Sword Book.

She has at least three ways to break Yan Shisan's sword technique.

"Swish!"

The sword edge of Fan Qinghui's palm flashed, and his whole body disappeared like clouds and mist.

She seemed to have expected the next moment to the scene, and the sword edge in her palm would turn into an iron nail, nailing the sword edge like a poisonous snake in Yan Shisan's palm.

This battle is about to end.

However, for some reason, she felt a sense of depression in her heart, and she smelled the breath of death.

Will she die?

This is impossible!

"careful!"

At this moment, a figure jumped out from the pavilion, with a storm that tore through the air, with a hint of eagerness and anxiety in his tone.

"Did I be careful?"

Fan Qinghui heard the owner of the voice, the Tiandao Song Que, who had had a relationship with her.

Why did she worry?

My own perception is correct. Will she die under Yan Shisan's sword technique?

However, she had enough confidence to break Yan Shisan's swordsmanship.

Even if the top master in the same realm as her performs this sword technique, she has the confidence to break it easily.

However, at this moment, Fan Qinghui's pupils suddenly shrank, and she felt a sense of shock in her heart. She found that the poisonous snake transformed into the sword in Yan Shisan's palm had undergone a strange change.

The poisonous snake has undergone a transformation, as if it has risen from the demon abyss and turned into a poisonous dragon...

Absolute stillness, extremely dead silent.

Fan Qinghui could not feel the sound from the outside world, she could not hear the discussion of the people in the square, and could not hear the Tiandao Song Que who was flying to save her. The world seemed to be still, including her.

No, there was another shaking, that was the sword in Yan Shisan's palm.

Fan Qinghui couldn't help but look horrified on her face. She suddenly realized that she seemed to have fallen into the Infinite Hell. The sword in her hand was dead, and everything around her was cut off from life.

The sword in Yan Shisan's hand became the harvest of the god of death. This sword could pierce her throat and split her chest at any time.

This is a sword of death.

However, the Sword of Death hesitated and it paused.

Because, the owner of this sword also showed a look of fear on his face.

Yan Shisan found that he really could not control the fifteenth sword. This was the real sword of death. If the sword came out, someone would definitely die.

He was hesitating that this sword move would only bring destruction and death. Should he let the sword move pass away with him or stab the sword of death out?

In the end, Yan Shisan stabbed Fan Qinghui's throat with his sword. There were many people in this world who were stronger than him, and swordsmen who were stronger than him, and he could not die.

If he dies, he will feel endless unwillingness in his heart.

He is not the strongest swordsman yet, how could he die?

The sword edge was like a light of death, getting closer and closer to Fan Qinghui.

But Fan Qinghui seemed to be dead, standing there motionless, waiting for the sword to pass through her throat.

"cut!"

A loud shout sounded, and the sword energy soared into the sky turned into a river of sword energy, slashing towards the sword in Yan Shisan's palm.

He can actually kill Yan Shisan. This fifteenth sword is the essence of Yan Shisan's sword technique. As long as he kills Yan Shisan, the sword of death will be destroyed.

But he couldn't bear to let it go!

How could such a swordsman disappear like this?

I have to die, and I have to die under his sword when I really fight him.

"Clang!"

Although the long sword and the sword of death did not collide, it made a metallic collision sound. The sword and the sword of death seemed to collide together. The aura of death and the shocking sword aura strangled together, forming a terrifying death penalty area.

Yan Shisan's fifteenth sword did not really stop time, but formed a terrible artistic conception of death that hits people's souls.

Ordinary swordsmen just immerse themselves in a certain artistic conception, or let their opponents feel a certain artistic conception, disturbing the opponent, while Yan Shisan's fifteenth sword makes the opponent and the surrounding environment completely immerse themselves in the artistic conception of death and cannot extricate themselves.

Fan Qinghui completely lost herself and was influenced by the breath of death and destruction. Even Yan Shisan himself was controlled by the artistic conception of death and destruction.

Otherwise, how could a mere sword move control Yan Shisan?

Because if he wants to use the fifteenth sword, he will have this kind of artistic conception of death.

"Bang!"

Tiandao Song Que himself is a great master and a top swordsman. In addition, he made a sudden attack and successfully knocked out the sword in Yan Shisan's hand.

However, after the sword broke away from Yan Shisan's hand, it seemed to be still alive, trembling violently, like a black lightning piercing Fan Qinghui's abdomen.

“Wow~”

Everyone looked at the scene in the square with shock, from Yan Shisan waving his sword to Song Que, who intervened in the middle of the Tiandao, the onlookers had not yet reacted.

They never expected that Fan Qinghui, the head of Cihang Jingzhai, could not catch the Yan Shisan sword that suddenly appeared.

Now they realized that Fan Qinghui could not only not be able to handle it, but she would even die.

If it weren't for Tiandao Song Que's rescue, Fan Qinghui would definitely die.

"It's better not to use this sword again before you control it."

Tiandao Song Que picked up Fan Qinghui who was fainted from the ground, told Yan Shisan, and flew away.

Because he had a very obvious premonition that even if he faced that kind of artistic conception of death, he might be affected.

This time, Yan Shisan was interrupted by him in the middle of the journey and did not kill anyone. He luckily woke up.

However, next time, if Yan Shisan really kills someone, Yan Shisan will be controlled by the artistic conception of death, become a puppet who only knows how to kill, and completely loses himself.

Yan Shisan still had a little fear on his face. He picked up the sword on the ground and walked back slowly.

No one dares to say a word of accusation.
To be continued...
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