Dragon Blood Devil Soldier

"Yes." nodded and laughed helplessly. The yuanjian had been destroyed while fighting with Yang Feng, and currently, he was the only one who could hold out with her own handgun. Although it had a strong explosive power, it had a flaw, that was the limited number of bullets in the magazine, only six.    

    

Thus, this handgun could only be used as a hidden weapon when battling experts. Otherwise, it would only be useless.    

    

"If only I had a longer gun. It's a pity I don't have one." Long Bufan suddenly added, and calmly smiled.    

    

"Lend you my gun!"    

    

Wang Yi obviously noticed Long Bufan's distress, with a flip of his hand, a golden red spear appeared in his palm. With a throw, he flew towards Long Bufan with a whistling sound.    

    

Long Bufan hurriedly took it, and it felt extremely heavy in his hand. This long spear was around 1.3 feet 7 inches long, it was made from fine steel and gold, glittering with golden light, giving off a domineering aura.    

    

Long Bufan swept the spear in his hand, and a force as stable as a mountain burst forth. He could not help but exclaim in admiration: "Good spear!"    

    

In Long Bufan's previous world, before he entered the technology era, most warriors had used these kinds of cold weapons. On the other hand, some of the famous warriors on the ancient battlefield mostly used spears.    

    

Because the shaft of the spear could bend to a certain extent, after the opponent had blocked the thrust of the spear head, the tip of the spear would move in an arc at a relatively fast speed, passing through the enemy's barrier and continuing the thrust movement. This was the advantage of attacking; the opponent's heavy weapon would attack, and the appropriate bending of the spear would reduce a part of the force during the process of blocking the spear head.    

    

The spear was the king of a hundred soldiers.    

    

Long Bufan mimicked the sword wielding posture of the ancient generals, with fighting spirit in his eyes, he shouted: "Come!"    

    

At this moment, Fang Baiyu moved, he slowly walked towards Long Bufan. However, his footsteps gave off an indescribably strange feeling, and after a few steps, an inconceivable scene occurred. As Fang Baiyu walked forward, he left behind a shadow that was exactly the same as him!    

    

The figure was also wearing green clothes and holding onto the White Peak Sword, which made it impossible to see any difference between it and Fang Baiyu.    

    

Illusion?    

    

Long Bufan frowned, and extended a strand of his Spiritual Sense out, but he could clearly feel a bone-deep killing intent from the shadow!    

    

It was not an illusion, it was a shadow with attack power, and was not any weaker than Fang Baiyu's attack power!    

    

Long Bufan took in a breath of cold air. Was there such a thing as a cultivation technique in this world?    

    

The sudden appearance of two Fang Baiyu's, caused the entire audience to be stunned, and Fang Baiyu said: "From your expression, I can guess, that's right, the shadow behind me is not an illusion, it is a true swordsman, with the same speed and the same attack power as me, it is my Sword Spirit Clone, you are fighting against two of me at the same time."    

    

"What?" Fighting with two Fang Baiyu s at the same time? "    

    

One Fang Baiyu could already be considered abnormal. His sword had reached the extreme speed and his attack was extremely sharp and fierce. Now that he was fighting with two Fang Baiyu s at the same time, what kind of concept was that?    

    

Everyone knew how terrifying Fang Baiyu was. Every single victory in this arena battle was impossible, but because Fang Baiyu had not used his full strength every single time, no one knew what kind of moves he had, or what the limits of his strength were.    

    

Lin Shuanger who was seated in the audience unconsciously clenched her hands together, her palms were already sweating, could Long Bufan even block it? Furthermore, Fang Baiyu's cultivation is still in the Yuan Dan Stage, which is one realm higher than Long Bufan's!    

    

"Holy shit, there's actually a Sword Spirit Clone?"    

    

Long Bufan was shocked, he finally understood the situation. For example, the Demonic Qi Method he was training in, the physique of a animal spirit that was extremely strange in the eyes of others.    

    

There were tens of thousands of different kinds of martial arts. There were many strange domains that he had never heard of or heard of, and they were all waiting for him to explore.    

    

"If I were to also use my magic clone and fight against his Sword Spirit Clone, my chances of winning wouldn't be high." Long Bufan thought to himself, the magic clone's cultivation was one level lower than his own, and if he used it, it would be equivalent to spreading out one third of his energy, which would not benefit him much.    

    

"Sky Breaking Sword Thrust!"    

    

Fang Baiyu shouted, and a white light flashed by. That white light was simply too fast, it was so fast that it appeared in front of Long Bufan as though it had teleported!    

    

Long Bufan's pupils contracted.    

    

White light broke through the void!    

    

"Swish!" The Sword Qi directly pierced through Long Bufan, and Fang Baiyu and his sword went through Long Bufan's body, it was clearly an afterimage.    

    

"An afterimage?" Fang Baiyu didn't even look at it, the shadow behind him took a step forward, and with the same speed, unstoppable!    

    

Yet another white sword beam flashed by, aiming straight for Long Bufan's throat, while Long Bufan was still in the air, unable to dodge at all!    

    

"AHH!"    

    

"Pah!"    

    

The illusion was shattered as Long Bufan landed on the ground with his spear. He looked down at his waist and saw a one-foot long cut on his clothes.    

    

"Such a fast speed!"    

    

Long Bufan was secretly shocked in his heart. Actually, Long Bufan's speed was not slow at all, as his attacks and footsteps had fused with the [Phantom Shadow] cultivation technique of the Mysterious Devil Art.    

    

However, in terms of speed, he was completely unable to catch up to Fang Baiyu. It could only be said that the other party's speed was too abnormal!    

    

How could this be?    

    

Long Bufan felt that it was hard to believe. Was this really a speed that a Yuan Dan Stage warrior could achieve?    

    

"So ?" Fang Baiyu already has his own Sword Step. "    

    

Wang Yi, who was the referee outside the stage, found it hard to remain calm, and the so-called Sword Step meant that he had fused his own movement technique into his sword intent, achieving the realm of one with the sword when moving, and the movement technique was the movement of the sword, while the movement technique was the movement of the human, which was why Fang Baiyu possessed such terrifying speed.    

    

To cultivate the sword, one must not only have a deep level of cultivation, but also an extremely high level of comprehension.    

    

It was not only Wang Yi, even the other hall elders were shocked. Long Bufan's speed was already astonishing, but Fang Baiyu was even faster! He had already comprehended Sword Spirit and Sword Step at the age of nineteen, such a genius in the way of the sword had not appeared in the Spirit Profound Martial House for nearly a hundred years!