Monarch Night

Chapter 1368: Chapter 69: Hen Tian Blade! (Double-Length) (2)

While regulating his breathing, his mind kept turning.

What is the origin of this grey-cloaked person?

If he truly wanted to kill me with his real cultivation, he could have done it long ago.

If the other party unleashed the ocean-like spiritual energy, I would have already been reduced to a puddle of meat!

Fang Che was no fool; on the contrary, he was much smarter than most. If he didn’t take action, he might not sense the terror of the grey-cloaked person, but after fighting desperately for twenty-five moves, if he still couldn’t sense the terrifying foundation of the opponent, it would be unreasonable.

Therefore, this person clearly doesn’t want to kill me.

Yet the malice towards us is real and present.

What’s going on?

Moreover, the most important thing is: although this person doesn’t want to kill me, his every move is life-threatening. In other words, if I can’t block his sword, he won’t stop.

One sword could slice me into two halves, that’s for sure.

So...

Who exactly is this old thing?

He’s just holding back, not going all out; it seems he’s waiting for something...

Then what is he waiting for?

After confirming the fact that ’as long as I block his sword, I won’t die’, Fang Che put half of his heart at ease.

The reason being only half because... the opponent’s sword is really hard to block, and failing to block it would truly mean death!

"Damn, acting just like a demon!"

Fang Che cursed in his heart.

But he naturally wouldn’t show it on his face. Not only did he not show it, he also had to appear as if, ’I haven’t figured out your true intentions, I’m being forced into a desperate situation, where I must fight to the death’.

Otherwise, what if the Old Demon got angry?

What remained on Fang Che’s mind was still "one hundred moves!"

He knew very well that the opponent on the other side was definitely a ruthless Great Demon.

If I can’t block a hundred moves, I might not die, but An Ruoxing, Ye Meng, and the others surely wouldn’t survive!

Then, what do I use to block the remaining seventy-five moves?

The Great Sun Sword... has only one strike; using it repeatedly is seeking death.

The Heaven Supporting Sword won’t work.

The Blood Spirit Seven Swords... lack enough momentum.

Dragon God Spear? Just learning it, definitely not enough.

Flying Knife... is just nonsense!

Then, the only thing I can use is Netherworld and the Hentian Blade!

Fang Che felt his spiritual energy recovered, stood up shakily pretending to be weak, and said fiercely: "Today, only death awaits, a mere hundred moves is not worth talking about. Sir, dare to name yourself?!"

Still testing the opponent’s attitude.

The grey-cloaked person snorted and said: "If you’ve recovered, then come fight, no need to pretend. Did you think this old man would fall for your trick?!"

This was an unexpected answer for Fang Che.

Then the grey-cloaked person said: "On the Huangquan Road, remember who killed you, my surname is Sun!"

Sun!

A flash of insight crossed Fang Che’s mind as he looked at the opponent’s zombie-like figure draped in a grey robe and thought about his inexplicable actions, settling his heart completely.

So it’s you!

Understanding this point caused Fang Che to understand everything!

Who is the opponent, how does he know me, why did he come to find me, why did he propose this strange bet?

Instantly, he made up his mind!

"It’s not certain who will kill whom! Attention, I’m going to use my ultimate move!"

Fang Che let out a cold snort, stopped hiding anything, and straightened his back; a fierce killing aura, an overwhelming momentum surged out.

In an instant, a gloomy wind seemed to rise by his side, the momentum was extremely terrifying!

The sword light roared, emitting a hissing howl, and in a flash, an extraordinary momentum of ’hating heaven, hating earth, hating the mortal world’ emerged spontaneously!

The grey-cloaked person was invigorated.

Finally forced out this kid’s trump card.

The trump card of this kid turned out to be my Hentian Blade!

Fang Che did not use the momentum from the Divine Formless Jade, that momentum, Fang Che didn’t dare to release a single bit even if he died!

Because this Divine Formless Jade... originally belonged to the opponent.

If by chance the opponent recognizes that I intercepted it... even if I am the inheritor of his Hentian Blade, Fang Che has no doubt the opponent would cut me in two and take back the Divine Formless Jade!

But now his momentum, in relation to his age, is already shocking indeed!

The killing aura rolled, the evil Qi like a tide, and the momentum instantly connected the heavens and the earth, moving the mountains and rivers along!

Sun, moon, and starlight seemed to converge on the tip of the blade in an instant.

The grey-cloaked person opposite was naturally Sun Wutian.

At this moment, feeling Fang Che’s Hentian Blade Formation, his heart was full of admiration.

Damn it!

Indeed, well trained!

No wonder even the old Yan Nan praised him!

In his eyes, though, there was a serious expression as he said lightly: "Good Sword Form, what is the name of this sword?"

Fang Che gave a chilling smile, moved his foot, and like a Changhong, swept across!

The sun, moon, stars, mountains, and rivers pressed together with his movements: "This sword is named Killer!"

Hentian Heavenly Saber Technique First Form.

Hentian No Eye!

Released with full force!

With no reservations, as if desperate.

Although he was acting, this was indeed from the time he obtained the Hentian Blade, the most powerful, with no reservations, attack!

Spirit, Divine Sense Soul, body, and spiritual power...

All fused into it!

Because this is his value!

The sword light howled, the heavens sorrowed and the earth wailed, as if, fleetingly, the gates of hell slowly opened.

A gloomy ghost Qi surged and moved.

"Good coming!"

Sun Wutian charged into the net of swords like a moth to a flame.