Power Instructor

Is this a car accident at your door?

Ling Chi frowned. Car accidents and such things are not uncommon in this industrialized society. No matter where they happen, it doesn't seem to be a surprising thing, especially in places like Shuntian Mansion.

But don't know why, Ling Chi always felt that something was wrong with this matter, but he couldn't tell what was wrong.

Seeing the fire spread, he couldn't care about anything else. The first thing he thought of was saving people.

The flames on the Burning Man were covered by the breath of Kuangxue Knife Art. It was supposed to have saved his life, but now that the fire spreads, seeing that it will spread to him again, Ling Chi walked over and grabbed the opponent's hand. He pulled it out.

"Ok?"

It was also at this moment that Ling Chi suddenly felt danger approaching. At this critical moment, Ling Chi was too late to make a dodge action, and a sharp knife slashed across his neck, drawing a faint blood mark.

For this kind of danger, if Ling Chi's reaction was slow even for the last ten and one second, his neck would definitely be severed, and he might not be able to save himself with his healing ability.

Then, Ling Chi did another backflip to avoid the danger.

Looking intently, wasn't it the burning man who attacked Ling Chi? Holding the sharp dagger in his hand, he grinned at Ling Chi, showing a cruel smile: "I didn't expect your reaction to be quite fast, but you can't stop this from now on."

"Oh?"

Ling Chi was slightly stunned, and the dagger in the opponent's hand shot out with a speed comparable to a bullet.

"Hiss~~"

Ling Chi took a breath, not surprised at the amazing speed of the opponent throwing the dagger, but because he saw that this throwing the dagger was not a simple technique, but something with an unusual aura. This... It's Feijian.

Flying sword?

Could it be that this guy in front of him is also a cultivator?

Ling Chi only started to come into contact with the cultivators. He felt that there should not be many immortal cultivators on the ground of China, but he didn't expect that after a long time, he would meet the cultivators again.

Of course, Ling Chi felt that the strength of the immortal cultivator in front of him did not seem to be that strong.

"Ding!"

Just when the immortal cultivator thought that the knife he threw out could solve Ling Chi, the matter went beyond his expectation. Ling Chi's sword was all over his body, he drank the snow knife, and smashed the dagger.

"Ok?"

The man frowned. He obviously did not expect that his flying sword would be shot by Ling Chi. You must know that in the world of immortal cultivators, a flying sword that kills thousands of miles is not used to frighten people. A truly powerful immortal cultivator is true. The flying sword can kill people thousands of miles with a single mouthful of flying swords. Although the flying swords of the men's sacrifice are not that level, they can be completely sure when dealing with ancient warriors.

But this guy in front of him actually blocked his flying sword?

Ling Chi curled his lips and said, "Is this the flying sword you immortal cultivators say? I feel pretty good, but my strength is slightly weaker. Didn't you just say I can't avoid it? I'm avoiding now, you have Any ideas?"

"I……"

"Don't tell me, I guess."

Ling Chi interrupted the man's words and said, "Are you very angry, but also very shocked? Do you think that your flying sword can't hurt even an ancient martial artist, and it's very decadent?"

"you……"

"In this case, do you have the urge to hit the wall and forget it?"

"Asshole, you are dead, you offend our Fang Cunshan people, you are dead." The man was so emotional at this time, he even began to gritted his teeth.

"Fang Cunshan?"

Ling Chi frowned. He thought of the ascetic monk, who was also a master from Fang Cunshan. Now this guy is also from Fang Cunshan. What is the origin of this Fang Cunshan person? Why can't he get along with himself?

Seeing Ling Chi's reaction, the man snorted: "Why? Knowing that I am from Fang Cunshan, now you are counseled? If you know that you are counseled, then you can kneel in front of Lao Tzu and beg for mercy. If I am in a good mood, I can die happy some."

"Uh, begging for mercy and death?"

"Yes."

The man nodded and said, "The purpose of my coming here today is to kill you. No matter what, you will definitely die in the end. It depends on the method of death you choose. Let you die more easily. If you don’t know the face, Lao Tzu will torture you to death and let you experience the feeling that you have been tortured to the extreme and that life is better than death."

"To the extreme?"

Ling Chi was taken aback for a moment, and then smiled: "When it comes to torturing people or something, I actually have a lot of experience. Why don't we come to discuss it? It's because you deliberately created such a big car accident scene to kill me. For this kind of behavior that seriously endangers society, I can ask you to try the top ten tortures I have learned for free."

"Then it depends on your ability to do that."

The man sneered, and the aura on his body exploded, and the dagger thrown out by him returned to his hand again. Obviously, this was the flying sword he cultivated, and it was also his most important weapon.

Then, he sacrificed his flying sword just like that and launched a crazy attack on Ling Chi.

"Ding Ding~~~"

With the tinkling sound, Feijian attacked more than 30 swords in succession. Ling Chi held the blood-drinking sword like that and blocked the opponent's attack by more than 30 swords. The shadows of swords and swords were all around. The battle was very exciting. Over time, both sides seemed to be stuck in a stalemate, which made the man a little proud.

He said to Ling Chi: "I thought you were very capable. It seems that it is nothing more than that. Let me add some means to deal with you."

"is it?"

Ling Chi sneered and asked, "Do you think you know my bottom line?"

"That's right, my 30-odd sword just now is a kind of temptation."

"Then you think my strength is similar to yours?"

"Yes."

"Then have you noticed that I didn't fight back with more than 30 swords?"

"..."

"Are you sure you know my bottom? Do you know my attack routine?"

"..."

"Do you know the intensity of my attack?"

"..."

"You are the second Fang Cunshan person I came into contact with. I don't know what Fang Cunshan is, but I can know that you Fang Cunshan people are very conceited and think they are smart, but I have to say, IQ like you How did the people in Fangcunshan survive?"

"what did you say?"

Originally, the man was speechless by Ling Chi's questioning, but at this time he was angry. He gritted his teeth and prepared to accumulate the power of his whole body to control the flying sword and kill Ling Chi, but at this time, he "banged". With a loud noise, a powerful force formed in Ling Chi's hands, and then hit the man.

In an instant, the man was knocked into the air and fell to the ground without knowing his life or death.

And Ling Chi was excited at this time. After he awakened the third ability, he felt a little depressed. He always needed others to taunt him before he could condense that power, but now he It was discovered that both ridicule and sarcasm could accumulate that extraordinary power.