mousepad-d2 Chapter 445 Renhe Rebellion
Chapter 445 Renhe Rebellion
"Aren't you going to use a spell?" Yuan Manshuo raised his right arm to block Fujiwara Fugo's attacking fist, and then knocked down with the folded fan on the leg he kicked out immediately, releasing There was a "bang".
"You will see." As soon as Fujiwara Fugo landed on the left foot, his right leg was connected immediately, and his calf swung towards Genman Saku's chest.
Genman Saku seemed to have expected it long ago, bowed his head in a calm manner, without a trace of hasty embarrassment, Fujiwara Fugo's legs passed by his back with the sound of the wind, and a little bit of his hair was lifted.Due to the effect of inertia, after the fall, Fujiwara Fugo's body also deflected slightly with his legs. Genman Saku straightened his waist, leaned forward slightly, grabbed his left shoulder, and then pulled him back.
Fujiwara Fugo's body turned half a circle, his back involuntarily turned towards Genmansaku, and at the same time Genmansaku let go of his hand, he stretched out his fan, with a cold light flickering on the edge, and swiped it directly towards his side neck.
The hairs on Fujiwara Fugo's body stood on end, his right shoulder was lowered, his body tilted to one side, and at the same time he quickly raised the short knife to block his neck.
It was as if the sound of breaking a biscuit wrapped in thin and crisp rock sugar that had been hardened by freezing sounded, the short knife split open without accident, and the fragments fell on Fujiwara Fugo's shoulders and the ground. Nearby, the fragments pierced directly into his side neck under the wind pressure, and blood flowed profusely for a moment.
Fan Feng paused briefly for less than half a second under the block of the dagger, but this was enough for Fujiwara Fugo to get out. He stepped back and lowered his body, with his right hand resting on the ground with his feet facing Genman Saku kicked his ankle.
Genmanshuo took off easily, and the pattern on the sleeve became clearly visible in the sunlight, but it cast a huge shadow on Fujiwara Fugo who was below. He stood with his right hand sideways and raised his fan, He slashed directly towards Fujiwara Fugo head-on.
I can no longer block with weapons, otherwise he will become unarmed at that time, such a thought flashed in Fujiwara Fengwu's mind, in this case, simply... He raised his hand as if to catch the attack, but before At the moment of the confrontation, his right hand suddenly loosened, and the dagger fell, and he caught it with his left hand below, and then reached out to grab Yuan Manshuo's wrist.
A series of movements of Fujiwara Fugo fell into Yuan Manshuo's eyes. He flipped his wrist and swung the fan to the left with his arm. The sound of the wind swung violently to the right.
The outstretched arm had been severed at the elbow, cutting into his throat, and the divided neck bone could be faintly seen.Blood spewed out like a fountain. Under Genmanshuo's calm gaze, Fujiwara Fugo opened his eyes wide in astonishment, as if he couldn't believe that he lost his life because of this momentary difference. Anger, resentment... all kinds of emotions It flashed back and forth on his face, and he opened his mouth unwillingly to say something, but in the end he fell down powerlessly, and the ground was instantly stained red.
Yuan Manshuo's footsteps landed, and he slowly withdrew his hand, but his brows were furrowed, and he looked at Fujiwara Fugo's body on the ground with some doubts. Isn't that a little too easy?It always feels a bit inconsistent with his previous performance...
Yuan Manshuo stayed in place for two seconds, and after repeatedly confirming that Fujiwara Fugo had no vital signs, he looked up and looked around, and found the direction where the source family's conjurer was leaving, then turned and wanted to leave.
I don't know what's going on with Laiguang's situation. With Uncle Mu Yan's speed, it should be almost there, right?Thinking of this, Yuan Manshuo tapped the palm of his hand with his fan, and involuntarily quickened his pace.The next second, his ears moved, and a chill suddenly appeared on his back. Without hesitation, he stretched his hand backwards and spread out his fan on the back of his heart.
Sparks splashed on the fan, Yuan Manshuo tilted his head slightly, swung his arm back, and blocked the attacking hand holding the dagger, drew a semicircle with his right foot on the ground, turned around and threw the fan out .
Fujiwara Kazego, who failed to get a single blow and retreated quickly, bent back, and the spinning fan brushed against the tip of his nose with a strong wind, but after straightening up, he threw himself forward decisively, rolling over with his hands on the ground , Sliding a huge arc in the air, the returning fan passed over him again with the sound of breaking through the air, and after turning twice in Yuan Manshuo's hand, the unfolded fan swayed gently in front of his chest shaken.
suspended animation?Or resurrection?Yuan Manshuo looked at the place where the corpse was originally, and there was only a pool of blood left there. His gaze slowly shifted to Fujiwara Fugo. If it wasn't for the blood stains on his clothes that were stained red, he almost thought that there was nothing just now. Happened, even the severed arm grew on his shoulder intact.
"Is this your technique?" Yuan Manshuo asked curiously on the surface, but he was actually thinking in his heart that this kind of recovery was completely restored to its heyday?Or is it just an enhanced version of [Reversal Spell], which simply heals the body, but the physical strength and mana level are still maintained at the same level after depletion?And... "Did you just pretend that you were just dying? To make me relax my vigilance?"
"Yes, you will never kill me." Fujiwara Fugo said with a sneer, this is the biggest reason why he can become the heir of the Fujiwara family, although everyone in the Fujiwara family knows that the struggle for the heir is a matter of life and death , The methods are omnipotent, but they still have a layer of useless "fig leaf" on the surface.For example, even if everyone knows that you designed to kill him, as long as there is no evidence, no one will care, and if there is a mistake in the process, even if the murdered person can no longer speak, there are still some people who are murdered. Willing to use this to bring you down.
He is not the smartest one in this generation of the Fujiwara family. He can reach the position of heir entirely by his skills. The only difference between him and others is that he has ample opportunities for trial and error.Imagine just finishing him with the front foot, and then he can take advantage of the opportunity when everyone thinks he is dead to collect evidence, handles and other things. Even if it doesn't work once, he can always find clues twice, but recently...
Thinking of this, Fujiwara Fugo's heart suddenly sank for a moment, the atmosphere of Fujiwara's house was a little strange, he felt that someone was about to touch the secret of his technique, when the time came... so he had to get more bargaining chips in order to keep him position, or simply for a chance to survive when the dust settles.
"That's rather strange." Yuan Manshuo never thought that there was any spell that was omnipotent, and he just listened to the words that he couldn't kill him. In his opinion, he hadn't found the core yet, "Then kill two more people first." Give it a try."
"Don't be ashamed!"
"I've already died once, isn't the word 'big talk' inappropriate?" Yuan Manshuo said with a chuckle, and Fujiwara Fugo's thoughts changed sharply. Being at a disadvantage, can you think of a way to knock down the fan in Yuan Manshuo's hand or simply grab it?Once this idea surfaced, it would never be lingering in his heart. At worst, he would spend a few more lives. If he could succeed...Fujiwara Fugo's eyes flickered, and he inadvertently looked at Yuan Manshuo's eyes. Bring two points of greed.
His figure disappeared in place, and appeared in front of Yuan Manshuo in the blink of an eye, and the short knife stabbed at Yuan Manshuo at a relatively low angle.Yuan Manshuo raised his eyebrows, threw the fan up with his hand, leaned back slightly, watched the tip of the knife brush past his chest with a slight distance, and then he reached out to catch the falling fan , the wrist was folded, and the front of the fan turned to the left to block the blade of Fujiwara Fugo's counterattack.
Genmanshuo pressed the finger holding the fan, half of the fan closed in front of him, revealing his black eyes, inside was the reflection of Fujiwara Fugo, which seemed to ripple under the blinking, and was crushed into pieces fragments.
Fujiwara Fugo was startled, he clenched his left hand and punched Yuan Manshuo, only to hear a "bang", Fujiwara Fugo's fist was caught by Yuan Manshuo, and Yuanmanshuo's face had a light smile on his face. Smiling, the fan flipped the blocked dagger to one side, then turned his wrist, released his fingers, and the fan was thrown above the arms of the two to draw a semicircle. The arm of the fist was pressed down, and the right hand went up to catch the fan and rushed towards Fujiwara Fugo's throat.
Almost the same scene happened again, Fujiwara Fugo only felt the same phantom pain coming from his neck, the magic power on his body spread, his knee quickly lifted, and directly hit Genman Saku's hand that was clamping him.
Yuan Manshuo's hand was loosened suddenly, Fujiwara Fugo quickly took two steps back, dodged the attacking fan and then bullied him again, a sternness flashed in his eyes, his arms were raised high, and the dagger was shot directly from above. He pierced Yuan Manshuo's eyes.
"Crackling." There was a criss-crossing sound of friction, and the dagger pierced into the fan bone. Yuan Manshuo closed one hand, and the folded fan tightly imprisoned the dagger in it. I tried to pull it out but it was like falling into a quagmire, and there was no reaction at all.Yuan Manshuo pulled his arm to the lower right, stretched the fan, and shook to the side, the short knife suddenly came out of Fujiwara Fugo's hand, and flew out at a very fast speed and pierced through the tree trunk not far away.
Fujiwara Fugo's face was blank, his feet staggered, his head flew high, a handful of bright blood splashed in the air, his body shook twice and hit the ground backwards.
Yuan Manshuo let out a breath slowly, looked at the detached corpse on the ground, tilted his head and said uncertainly: "Could it be possible to come back to life like this?"