1904: C1904 Number Eighty Dead

C1904 Number Eighty Dead

If he was harmed, at least Cultivation Level would be crippled and at most, directly killed. But to Yi Faangqiong, no matter if she crippled or killed the Cultivation Level, it would be equivalent to death.0

Therefore, for the following attacks, all of them were aimed at Number 80's Dantian.

Moreover, Number 80 had long since been prepared. Right now, he could just protect his own Dantian without caring about other areas.

As a result, even Yi Faangqiong was under unprecedented pressure.

As the two fought back and forth, Number 80's shirt was already dyed red with blood, but he still continued to attack as if he didn't feel anything. He even laughed out loud from time to time, as if he was very happy with this fight.

The more she fought, the more shocked Yi Faangqiong became. There were even a few times when she was not afraid of him anymore. Fortunately, he had quick reactions, if it was in the past, she might not even be able to last a single round.

As long as I protect my Dantian, you won't be able to kill me. If you lose something, hand it over as soon as possible.

Seeing Yi Faangqiong's continuous attacks, Number 80 laughed out loud and said, "To tell you the truth, I still have another comrade rushing over here. If he comes, you won't be able to escape even if you want to, because every inch of your skin will be cut open by him!"

Annoyed, Yi Faangqiong frowned and shouted coldly, "What a lot of nonsense!"

As soon as she finished speaking, she gave up on her usual concealed weapon and replaced it with the long sword in her hand.

The sword in her hand was much longer than the average Flying Sword. It looked a little strange, but its sharpness was exactly the same as high grade spirit artifacts.

Furthermore, what Yi Faangqiong used was not a one-handed sword, but a two-handed sword. Along with her steps, her speed was extremely fast, each and every strike was filled with killing intent.

The two battled back and forth for a long time. Number 80's body was riddled with wounds, and there were also many long and deep wounds. However, he still laughed out loud.

After such a long battle, Yi Faangqiong was a little out of breath, because just now, she had used her life saving technique, especially using her physical strength and Spiritual Energy s. If not for the two people behind her, she would rather have escaped rather than use this move.

However, this move did not have any special effect. Furthermore, he was running out of strength. If he were to count on the two people behind him, he would not be able to escape.

Just as she was at a loss as to what to do, a black light suddenly flashed. The laughing Number 80 froze there, and then mechanically lowered his head to look at the bloody hole in his abdomen in disbelief.

Seeing that she worked so hard, Yi Faangqiong didn't stop in her tracks. Instead, she seized the opportunity to slice her way through.

In the next second, Number 80's head fell to the ground, followed by a corpse that plopped to the ground.

"Hu!" Yi Faangqiong heaved a sigh of relief in her heart. If the fight continued, she would lose her combat ability in at most five minutes. At that time, she would really be at the mercy of others.

But what was that streak of black light just now? Was there an expert helping him?

Yi Faangqiong was a bit confused. She put away her sword and said loudly, "Thank you, senior, for saving me."

But after a while, when no one replied, they looked at Number 80's corpse and met up with the two of them. Just as they were about to leave, they suddenly heard a mocking voice in their ears.

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