895: C895 A world-shocking blade!

C895 A world-shocking blade!

"I didn't expect you to have some experience. Since you've guessed who I am, then there's no need to waste any more words. Quickly hand over the storage ring. I don't have that much patience. If you continue blabbering on, I'll kill people and take their things!"

Bian Mingye's face was gloomy and ruthless, the two throwing knives in his hand were lifted up, and a strange Qi instantly leaked out.

Fang Shaobai's pupils suddenly contracted. What a strange aura, she actually already felt danger before Bian Mingye's throwing knife had even swung out, as though she was being watched by a poisonous snake that was hidden in the darkness.

The aura locked onto him.

It was a rather harsh kind of locking.

This was the first time in his life that he had seen such a thing.

In a battle between warriors, being strong in martial arts was one thing, but whether or not they could hit their opponent was another story. If they could not hit their opponent, even with Heaven rank martial skill in their hands, it would be equivalent to zero.

Martial Skills could not hit an opponent but could only be locked on to by their Qi.

Generally speaking, martial skills under the Chenchen did not have the ability to lock onto the opponent with this kind of aura, locking the opponent's aura completely based on the ability of the martial artist himself.

Bian Mingye had already released an aura lock on him before he had even made a move, and the strength of this lock had reached a level of intensity that he had never encountered before. It seemed to be even stronger than the Martial King Fang Shaobai had encountered before.

This was a little out of Fang Shaobai's expectations.

In comparison, the sneak attack just now was extremely weak. Bian Mingye probably did not plan to kill him on the first try, or perhaps it was just a probing sneak attack, if the attack was locked on by such a powerful Qi, it would be difficult for him to dodge it. At least, he would not be able to dodge the blade's attack if he wanted to.

Fang Shaobai subconsciously looked at the flying blade in Bian Mingye's hand, her heart was even more shaken, the aura around the tip of the blade was restrained, and even the locking force of the Qi around the blade had weakened a lot, almost to the extent of being indiscernible. But this was definitely not because Bian Mingye had let go of his hold on the blade, but the locking point was even fiercer, only that Bian Mingye was able to lock on to his Qi and converge all the Qi around, which was definitely not a normal martial skill.

Warriors with Martial Spirits had a strong perception and were at least ten times stronger than ordinary warriors. As a person without a Martial Spirit increased their battle experience, their perception would also increase to a terrifying level.

The more powerful an expert was, the easier it was to lock onto his Qi, which meant that an expert had to be able to lock onto his Qi, and at the same time hide it in the air, completely silent and invisible.

But it was hard, very, very hard.

Even Fang Shaobai found it hard to do so.

But Bian Mingye actually did it, this was just too outrageous.

With such an outrageous method, how could Bian Mingye only be a Martial King? Fuck, this guy definitely has the strength of a peak-tier Martial King, or even a Martial King.

Fang Shaobai never planned to hand over her storage ring. She had always been the one who robbed and no one robbed him, so even if he wanted to hide, there was no point in doing so. After all, Bian Mingye was not only a greedy person, she was also a vicious person.

Thus, he could only make the first move.

Qiankong nine steps!

This was the first time in Fang Shaobai's life where he had to use this kind of movement skill that allowed him to break through space and reverse the direction where Bian Mingye was locking onto him.

"You're courting death!"

However, Bian Mingye seemed to have already predicted that Fang Shaobai would make her move, the moment Fang Shaobai stepped out of the Qiankong nine steps, he threw the flying dagger in her hand.

Instantly, Fang Shaobai who was in the middle of the air, suddenly felt that the space within a hundred meter radius around him had solidified. Oh no, this was not a spatial solidification, but a airflow within a hundred meter radius that instantly turned into countless ropes that bound his body, trapping even space itself around him. This was wind, it was an extremely terrifying wind binding force.

At the same time, the flying dagger in Bian Mingye's hand made its move. Like a ray of light that could exterminate all, the entire world became dark, and only this ray of light remained.

The terrifying throwing knives!

Such a terrifying martial skill!

Fast, incomparably fast. So fast that the speed of this flying knife could not be described with words. This speed seemed to surpass everything else.

Facing this flying knife, he actually felt despair from the bottom of his heart.

He was about to be killed by this flying knife.

Fang Shaobai also went crazy, her legs moved crazily as she took a step forward mysteriously. With the second step of the Qiankong nine steps, the power of Creation on Fang Shaobai's body surged like a flood, instantly releasing 80% of it.

With this step, space and time congealed, and the ropes that were formed from the terrifying wind energy around him snapped. Fang Shaobai regained his freedom, and at the same time, a slight flaw appeared in the flying dagger's eyes.

Dodge!

Fang Shaobai swung him half a step into the air, and the flying dagger pierced through her shoulder blade, bringing up a wave of blood and minced meat, as it shot into the forest. Pu pu pu pu, no one knew how many tree trunks it pierced.

"What?!"

Bian Mingye was shocked, no one had been able to successfully dodge this blade that he had used with all his might. He had killed countless Martial King with this blade like this, and even twelve low leveled Martial King had died under this blade.

Bian Mingye was panic-stricken.

This kind of blade strike was powerful, but just like Fang Shaobai, who took the second step of the Qiankong nine steps, it also consumed an extremely large amount of elemental energy.

It was impossible for him to trigger this slash twice, and if he could not even kill Fang Shaobai once, how could he be sure that he could not kill him?

Flee!

Bian Mingye did not hesitate to turn and run, his figure turning into a blur and escaping the moment his attack failed. This killer like style allowed Bian Mingye to kill countless experts and still let him live well, even after making enemies on the ground.

"It's too late to run now!"

He was almost killed by Bian Mingye in one strike, causing Fang Shaobai to become enraged, the power of Creation was not something that he could use immediately and he could not use either, he did not even use his movement technique, but did not forget that he still had his killing technique, a ultimate skill that did not require the power of Creation.

"Infinity!"

"Fire Devour the World!"

Two consecutive innate abilities were directly blasted out. Innate abilities, soul activation, soundless, formless, mysterious and unfathomable. It was as if there was a type of laws in the world that urged one to die and one had no life.

Bian Mingye suddenly felt a deep sense of fatigue from the descent of darkness, his movement skills inexplicably stopped, his footsteps felt as though they had been filled with lead, following that, his eyelids drooped down, and he only wanted to have a good sleep, to enjoy the silence of the endless night.

But at this moment, a terrifying flame began to burn strangely, burning from his body, both inside and out.

"No!"

Bian Mingye knew that this was definitely Fang Shaobai's counterattack, he never thought that Fang Shaobai's counterattack would be so terrifying, this was actually the legendary Innate Ability. Under the ability, only the ability can resist, where did his Innate Ability come from?

"Let me go!"

"Beg!"

Bian Mingye fell to the ground, rolling crazily to try to extinguish the terrifying flame on his body, but it was not there.

Fang Shaobai landed on the ground and looked at Bian Mingye coldly, as if he did not hear his pleas for mercy. In an instant, Bian Mingye turned into a pile of fine powder, leaving behind only a flying dagger made of special materials and a storage ring.

Fang Shaobai exhaled, and quickly took out a medicinal pellet to heal her wounds. After knowing that the wound on her shoulder blade had healed, he flashed forward to pick up her flying dagger and storage ring.

When the flying dagger entered Fang Shaobai's hand, she couldn't help but recall that astonishing strike again. She couldn't help but feel a lingering fear, as if she had survived a calamity.

This was definitely the first time Fang Shaobai had seen such a deathblow from the Ancient Armor. It was even more frightening than the counterattack Ye Chenxing had launched with the Ancient Armor, and it was even more frightening.

A mere throwing knife was about the level of a seventh-grade treasure. Moreover, it wasn't even refined using an ancient technique, so how could it have such frightening power? This wasn't the power of the flying knife itself, but the power of the technique itself.

Was this ultimate skill an Earth rank treasure or a Heaven rank treasure?2

Fang Shaobai stared at the storage ring left behind by Bian Mingye and probed her consciousness inside, hoping to find an answer.

Very quickly, Fang Shaobai searched through Bian Mingye's storage ring, the various materials and resources were worth around ten billion, although it was a windfall, Fang Shaobai did not put any of them in his eyes. It was not because Fang Shaobai lacked money, nor was it because he was so wealthy that she did not even place money in his eyes anymore, but because compared to the throwing dagger technique, a mere ten billion gold coins was nothing.

If it could be sold, the price of that throwing dagger technique would definitely exceed a trillion, which was not much less than the two Heaven Ranked Martial Arts that Fang Shaobai had.

"What is this?"

Fang Shaobai saw something. It was a mouth of a wood box seed. The wood box seed was kept in a corner of the storage ring, making it look inconspicuous. However, when Fang Shaobai's consciousness approached the wood box seed, it gave rise to a kind of throbbing. A familiar throbbing sensation, as if facing Bian Mingye's throwing knife once again, was far more intense than Bian Mingye's throwing knife.

Fang Shaobai quickly took out the wood box seed and opened it on the spot. She found a painting and a jade slip inside.

Fang Shaobai guessed that the jade slip was probably a martial skill technique, although she was curious, he did not immediately look at it. What he was more concerned about was the painting, because the drawing did not even open and she already felt a deep throbbing.

He immediately understood that all of the things that made him throb and all of Bian Mingye's throwing dagger techniques were probably from this painting.

What kind of painting would this be?

Fang Shaobai suppressed her throbbing heart and took out the painting. Slowly, she laid it down horizontally, and the contents of the painting entered her eyes …

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