Chapter 371

"Miso --!"

The silver half moon cuts across my body. Its sharpness is the only thing I've ever seen in my life. The paper thin sword cuts across my body, just like cutting tofu with a knife. It's smooth!

Oblique slash across, even if my body is divided into two parts, the abdomen is cut off, a wound from the right abdomen has been oblique to the left chest rib, the incision is very smooth.

But I didn't die, I didn't even bleed!

Elder brother Zhong Ming already knows my skill. When I see it again, I'm not shocked. I just take it for granted. No wonder I will promise. It turns out that I have this life saving skill, which can block his attack.

However, he also remembers that I said that my skill can only block three attacks!

We have to cut three swords in one round.

That is to say, my life saving skill will be exhausted in the first round, and my swordsmanship will certainly not cause him too much damage. Once entering the next round, how can he resist his next three swords?!

Elder brother Zhong Ming looked at me with a tangled face, but in his eyes, he was not hopeless as before, but more positive.

He is believing that I can definitely solve this matter! I'm sure I've got a back hand!

Silver light in the past, Pinocchio they are still laughing at me, a sword can not resist, but the next moment, they can not laugh. Because they didn't see any blood dripping from my wound.

Gongsun Shu stood aside, relieved to see the scene.

Among the people present, in addition to Baron and Lang Feng, who have been taken back by me for systematic rehabilitation, he has been with me for the longest time. Although elder brother Zhong Ming has known me early, he has only met a few times. He knows me well, and he knows that I can't do anything that I'm not sure about.

It's just that he doesn't know what means I have or what I can do.

At this time, he nodded immediately, and almost wrote "steady" on his face.

"This..."

In the past, my body was cut in half, but my upper body didn't fall to the ground freely according to the general logic and law. Instead, it seemed to be attracted by something and glued to my work body again. It was perfect and impartial!

The next moment, in the golden light, my wound began to heal at the speed visible to the naked eye, only a few breaths, the wound recovered, the whole person intact as before!

"How is that possible?"

"What kind of magic? I can't kill you

Several ghosts and demons were shouting, and the man was also standing on the stage, gaping, his sword trembling slightly, and he was not willing to cry. At the same time, he was also angry. In front of the anger, the man who was like a mole ant to him was in good condition under his attack.

When the wound recovered, the golden light gradually faded. After several breaths, the golden light completely disappeared, and my appearance appeared in front of you again.

"Is it really all right? What kind of magic is that? "

"I can't believe that the sword of the eldest brother is invalid. This, this Never before. "

Ghosts and Demons murmured around, and the fat monk widened his eyes. Gongsun Shu began to be an audience and looked at me at ease. Brother Zhong Ming was thinking about what I was going to do next.

But I didn't care about them. I just looked at the opponent in front of me and said with a faint smile, "don't stop. It's time for the second sword. It's just such an attack, but it can't break my golden body."

"Arrogant!" The man said in a low voice. Suddenly, his legs bent slightly, and he took a horse step. His left hand was also raised, holding the handle of the sword, and his arms were strong. There was a halo wave on the sword.

"Be careful. His sword is much stronger than the one he just used. Stay away from it and don't be affected." I said in a deep voice. "Fat monk, protect elder brother Zhong Ming for me."

"Ah." Fat monk nodded, weakly agreed, and dragged elder brother Zhong Ming to run, hoping to run directly to the corner there.

"Here it is The man yelled, his arms worked hard, and a silver film was plated on the sword. With his sword, a silver beam came straight at me!

"Shua --!"

Boom!

This is not the half moon strike just now. It's like a searchlight coming, but it's a searchlight that can kill people!

A column of light came straight through my abdomen, dividing my body in two. Half, from head to chest; half, two legs. And the whole abdomen in the middle disappeared!

The general chopping of the light column made my abdomen powder!

The entire theater, which had already been translated for a certain distance, began to move again. This time, it was moving towards both sides, and it was not a whole translation, but a fan-shaped outward expansion.

This is The wind pressure of the light column!

Moreover, from his stage to the gate where I was, there was a ravine on the ground of the theater!

Even outside the theater, the square of the gate of the bird, the ground began to crumble, countless green bricks turned into debris in an instant."See if you can come back to life!"

Silver disappeared, my two parts of the body are floating in the air, glittering, as if the next moment will fall to the ground, become two pieces of waste.

But at this time, the remaining two parts of the body suddenly became illusory, and gently swayed, stopped in the same place, while the empty abdomen in the middle appeared countless golden lights like fireflies, and gradually enlarged, as if to reshape the body!

"Damn it! I want you to rebuild it

The man saw that I still had the possibility of resurrection. At that time, he was so angry that his arms were working again. There was a silver halo on the sword body, and there was a voice of seeping people.

This is it It's roaring!

"Go

It's a sword again. It's full of momentum, great strength and fierce murderous spirit, as if it's going to cut off the world, as if it's going to split the world!

A silver chop turned into a black dragon, roaring at me. The chairs around me were broken in an instant. Only the farthest ones could survive. The walls around the theater were screaming "creaking" and looked like they were about to collapse.

All the people couldn't open their eyes because of the wind. They just tried to resist it. They couldn't see what was happening. However, I was still standing in the same place. Being hit by the silver dragon, my whole body turned into nothingness and became particles scattered in the air!

Hoo!

When the wind blows, the whole theater has changed. If it's not here all the time, no one can believe that this is the theater just now.

Everyone opened their eyes, and the surrounding area was in a mess. Under this kind of power, the poor theater was still lucky enough to survive without becoming a ruin.

But, originally standing at the door of me, it is missing.

"Benefactor!"

"Brother..."

The fat monk and elder brother Zhong Ming both called out with a worried look on their faces. Although Gongsun Shu also frowned, he didn't say a word, and there was a firm look in his eyes.

The reason for this is that he believes me enough, that I will never die like this, and that since I have said that I want to do this, there will be no back moves. Second, he was convinced that I was still alive.

Because the curse of servitude I put on him has not disappeared!

Miso!

All of a sudden! There was a whirlwind on the ground. In the whirlwind, countless firefly like golden light particles began to condense, forming a human shape in an instant, and then the details began to appear, becoming my appearance.

"Good!" Elder brother Zhong Ming beat his hand and couldn't help crying out. Looking back at the people on the stage, he yelled: "three swords have passed. You can't attack again!"

But when he looked at it, he was stunned.

On this side, my body took shape again, and the golden light began to fade away. After a few breaths, the golden light dissipated, and I appeared in front of you again.

"Grass The ghosts and demons of Beijing dialect troupe were so rude when they saw that I didn't die!

According to the common sense, the kind of person whose whole body has just been knocked out should be too dead to die any more, but if so, I can still be revived, which has subverted their world view.

Besides, I should really thank that guy for cutting the third sword before I recovered.

Three times a day, I can resist attacks that I can't resist, including those I don't want to resist and those I don't react to.

Three times sounds simple, but the definition of "once" is another matter.

After I went back yesterday, I carefully studied the definition of this thing, because my skills can be upgraded once every time I use them. Yesterday, Lin Dingkun's three sabres helped me to upgrade three levels. I can upgrade my level, and I can upgrade another level. At this time, after using this move, I have another experience.

Now when I use it, the outline of my brain is very clear. Although it's like a nearsighted person who looks at the world without glasses and has no details, I can probably see it clearly, so I can see the last sword.

At the same time, I can clearly know the characteristics of this skill.

Its definition of "one attack" means that from the time I was injured to the time when the wound healed, it is equal to one attack!

In other words, if the wound has not healed, it will receive a second, third, or even more attacks, then the refining body gold body block will count them as one time!

This avoids the embarrassment of saying that there are nine lives lying on the track, resulting in the tenth festival of the train.

Don't worry about a few stanzas. He didn't come back to life until it was completely over, which is equivalent to losing only one life.

Just now, not to mention that he made up another sword, it is useless for him to continuously chop 1000 or 10000 here.

It's no use shooting with 10000 machine guns. They are all defined as an attack.

When my wound is not fully healed, the effect of mending the knife is nothing more than prolonging my treatment time. Only when my wound is healed, can I have another attack."Thank you for not killing me." I arched my hand and said, in their eyes, it may be very pretentious.

But I really thank him. He left me a golden opportunity because of his eagerness. Although it may have been useless, who thinks there are too many of them? I wish I had more opportunities.

And why do I say it's useless

In full view of the public, on the stage, the man was still walking, but his legs were shaking, and everyone could see clearly. Not only that, but also his body was not as straight as before. He held the sword with both hands, and the tip of the sword was inserted on the ground to support his body.

The body of the sword shakes lightly, and the man's face turns pale. He looks at me with hatred.

"No!" When the master saw this scene, he called out and stroked his forehead: "it's over."

And I, as expected, looked at him and said, "sure."