Even if this sword fails to break the opponent's defense, it will not hurt yourself under normal circumstances.
Without exaggerating, if Guan Shanyue stood in front of me now and asked me to chop him, I could cause him some damage.
But this wall in front of me...
Before Ning Fan could figure it out, Yu Wuke took the initiative to speak.
"It's my turn."
What's your turn?!
Ning Fan's mind instantly became clearer.
"No, you didn't say that just now..."
Boom!!
Ning Fan was not on guard at all and kept a very close distance from the opponent in order to chop him.
As a result, when Yu Wu Ke attacked, Ning Fan made almost no reaction.
Ning Fan clearly saw a palm as big as a palm fan coming down on his head.
The next moment, Ning Fan sat up from the bed.
He knew where the feeling of oppression came from.
This Yu Wudi is different from the previous four residual souls!
It's not just visual oppression.
Instead, after Ning Fan entered the world of swords this time, he seemed to feel a sense of strangeness.
Ning Fan has entered the world of swords countless times.
He is quite familiar with the place.
But this time when he entered, he felt like he was going to someone else's home.
It seemed as if all the auras in the world within the sword were against him...
As for the way he died in the end...
"Damn it! This Yu Wudi looks so simple and honest, but he actually plotted against me!"
Ning Fan was so angry that he cursed: "None of these residual souls are good!"
(Because the number of words has increased, there are more and more things I need to remember to organize, which has caused my brain capacity to be a little insufficient. Therefore, I have been writing very slowly recently, and the number of times I have deleted and revised has also increased. Sometimes I will be slower and less, and I hope you can forgive me~)
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