Martial Cultivator Chapter 207: Parasite fist intention
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"Your Majesty, the moment you rest in this world, all your injuries will be fully recovered.
How about we fight again after recovering from the injury? ”
Jiang Liang turned his wrist and held a sword in his hand, so that he could calmly talk to Wang An who was pushing back.
Wang An took a deep breath, contracted his muscles, stopped the gurgling blood from the wound, and looked at Jiang Liang opposite him coldly: "What are you planning?"
This person wanted to take a break twice in a row when he was showing signs of decline.
Looking like you are thinking about yourself wholeheartedly.
However, the more this happened, the harder it was for Wang An to believe that he really had good intentions.
Only when Jiang Liang's projection kills himself can he integrate his own power. From this point of view, why does he give himself the opportunity to recuperate and struggle repeatedly when he has the upper hand?
Unless he gets his way, resting and recovering from his injuries is definitely a good thing for him!
After figuring out the key, it would be even more impossible for Wang An to really stop and rest.
He didn't wait for Jiang Liang's reply, and then said: "There is no need to recuperate and recover. If you have any means, just use them.
Whether I succeed or fail, I can only do my best and obey fate! ”
Hearing what Wang An said, the expression on Jiang Liang's face became extremely cold for a moment.
His four legs kicked off, and his body turned into a colorful afterimage, crossing the void, approaching Wang An in an instant, and struck Wang An with a thunderous sword!
Boom!
The aura of chaos swirled around the blade, forming a sail-like blade. It fell down in an instant, first splitting the chaotic energy tumbling around!
The air waves are emptied and the power explodes!
"Ha!"
Seeing the sail-like sword strike down on him, Wang An felt more solemn than ever before. He frantically squeezed every ounce of strength from his body and poured it all into Fang Tian's painted halberd.
As he bets with all his heart, a yellow dragon fills the entire Fangtian Painted Halberd.
The whole spurge was instantly endowed with mountain-like majesty and power!
Wang An brandished Fang Tian's painted halberd and collided with the sail-like sword!
Boom!
Starting from the point where the sail-like sharp sword light came into contact with the euphorbia, cracks emerged and continued to expand outward.
After a few breaths, all the swords collapsed, and the long sword paused in mid-air!
Bang!
Fang Tian Hua Ji shattered Dao Gang, and he was also shaken by the majestic force gathered by Dao Gang. He flew backwards and fell heavily with his back to the ground!
His left hand holding Fang Tian's painted halberd was bent at a weird angle, and thick bone stubble pierced his flesh and popped out of his head!
"I tried my best to persuade you, but you didn't appreciate it.
Now that we have this result, I can’t be blamed. ”
Jiang Liang opened his mouth to speak. As he spoke, he stepped closer to Wang An and slashed at his head with a knife!
At this time, he did not hesitate, he moved fiercely, and attacked Wang Anmingmen directly!
Wang An can't avoid this sword at all!
Fight!
Seeing the blade of the blade magnify instantly in his sight, the chill seemed to spread from the blade and hit his face. Wang An was heartbroken - with his intact right hand, he straightened up Fang Tian's painted halberd and held it with Jiang Liang. A tyrannical sword fight!
Dang!
The halberd he swung with one hand, to his surprise, really blocked Jiang Liang's long-handled sword!
The sparks splashed on Wang An's face without any burning sensation.
This incident exceeded Wang An's expectations, which made him slightly stunned. He quickly rolled to avoid the long-handled sword and stood up!
The first time Jiang Liang used his sword, Wang An couldn't resist it.
He was immediately knocked to his knees by Jiang Liang's huge counterattack.
The second time he used his sword, his Fang Tian Painted Halberd chopped into pieces Jiang Liang's long sword Dao Gang. He was also knocked out by the shock, and his left arm was broken on the spot!
The third time Jiang Liang used his sword, Wang An blocked it at an extreme disadvantage. He originally had no hope, but he didn't expect that he actually blocked Jiang Liang's sword!
Three times the knife was used, the results were different.
Although the results are different, there are specific rules hidden.
——Jiang Liang’s strength seems to be constantly declining.
One goes down and the other goes up.
The long-handled sword of Wang Ange Zhu Jiangliang consumes less and less energy.
Why is this?
He thought that after the first two short battles, Jiang Liang persuaded him to take a rest before fighting again - could it be that the one who really needs a rest is not himself, but Jiang Liang? !
Yes!
It is said that "I contain the projections of him and Jiang Liang".
It can be seen from this inference that my strength is also partially equivalent to Jiangliang Projection and Eguan Taoist. The stronger I am, the stronger Jiangliang Projection and Eguan Taoist will be.
If I weaken, both will weaken.
While I was recuperating and recovering from my injuries, Jiang Liang in front of me was also able to regain his strength.
But if I insist on not stopping, my strength will not be restored, and Jiang Liang's strength will continue to weaken.
But I am isolated from this rule by mysterious power.
My body is controlled by a mysterious force.
So I cannot rely on such rules to restore my own strength!
"What do you seem to see?
What if you see it?
Even if you refuse to recuperate and I cannot draw strength from it, your decline is now fully visible, and your defeat will be a matter of time. ”
Jiang Liang held a knife in both hands, holding a halberd with Wang An's Fang Tianhua halberd, and spoke with a smile.
The moment his words fell to the ground, the force he exerted on the sword increased again, causing the blade to slowly press down, gradually coming into contact with Wang An's face!
"Life or death is just a matter of fate!"
A ferocity surged out of Wang An's heart. He grinned and continued to exert force, pushing the distance between the blade and his face further!
Gala, gala!
When the weapons were handed over, everyone made an overwhelmed sound!
Whoosh!
Jiang Liang suddenly retracted his sword at this time. Wang An took this opportunity to stand up, but the opponent swung the sword again!
Boom boom boom!
Wang An dodged one after another, looking for opportunities to counterattack.
Finally he caught the fighter opportunity and used Fang Tian's painted halberd, forced him to retreat from Jiang Liang, and stood up by himself.
Even if he got up, he still had to deal with Jiang Liang's endless sword attacks. The more he faced, the more tired he became, and there were many wounds all over his body!
In this battle, he was completely suppressed and beaten by Jiang Liang's projection, and his heart was burning with anger.
On the other hand, Jiang Liang became more and more calm and calm, constantly looking for opportunities to inflict one or two wounds on Wang An. The long-handled broadsword in his hand was like a pack of jackals wandering around the buffalo. Every time he used the knife, Wang An had to pay something. cost.
Wang An's strength becomes more and more declining, and Jiang Liang's response becomes easier.
Finally, Fang Tian's painted halberd and the long-handled sword clashed again. Wang An's halberd was knocked away and fell to the ground. He staggered back, and the empty door opened wide in front of him!
"Wang An, die!"
Jiang Liang seized the opportunity and looked for Shuyuan www.zhaoshuyuan.com. His body suddenly rushed over, dragging afterimages in the void!
The moment he approached Wang An, the long-handled sword swiped straight from his neck!
Whoosh!
A blood line separated Wang An's neck and head!
Blood sprayed out and exploded into mist!
Behead with one knife!
"Wang An, are you still alive?!"
Jiang Liang looked at Wang An’s head with a cheerful smile on his face, convinced that he had killed him with this sword!
However, Wang An stood upright with an angry look. He grabbed the bun on his head with his right hand and lifted his head——
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