"Clang!"
The broken part of the sword fell to the ground, making the sound of steel ring.
Fan Xinglu's ancient sword suddenly broke off without warning.
"Even if you stick countless charms on the sword, there is still no way to avoid being cut?"
Fan Xinglu does not care about the broken sword in her hand, and her eyes are full of smile.
"You are much better at using those eyes. Even your skill has been upgraded to an inhuman level. The sword I gave you seems to be fully used. I didn't give it to you in vain."
Is this the highest evaluation fan Xinglu has ever given to others?
However, Fang Li is entitled to this evaluation.
Whether it's the use of the straight dead eye or the seven night assassination, Fangli has been upgraded to a level that will not lose to anyone.
Let alone the seven night assassination, Israel's control of it has reached a level that can shock its creators.
It's not polite to say that now, the seven night assassination in Fang Li's hands has become a superb and unique skill, let alone Bo Xie. No matter what kind of weapons, Fangli can use the skills of flashing scabbard.
In other words, Fangli has mastered the essence and law of the seven night assassination.
No matter what kind of weapon it is, even if it is a weapon that has never been used, Fang Li can use it to perform the unique skill of seven night assassination.
Now, the seven night assassination in Fang Li's hands is not only a fighting skill, but also a school.
It can be said that this unique skill has been integrated into Fang Li's body and become his instinct.
"If a martial arts skill can be promoted to this level, it is already the highest level. I believe that even if there is a martial god in the world, the assassin will not be more proficient than you."
Fan Xinglu is not stingy.
"Sure enough, your talent in this way is comparable to that of gods, and no one can match it."
Fan Xinglu's comments, which were too high, did not change Fang Li's expression.
Fang Li just opened his mouth to fan Xinglu's smiling eyes.
"If the master was in his heyday, it would not be so easy for the disciple to win this game in close combat, would he?"
Fan Xinglu is not in her heyday.
This is something anyone who knows its true origins knows.
Just think about it.
Even though she has lived for thousands of years, fan Xinglu has been reincarnated into a child less than ten years old.
Even if the martial arts are excellent, if the physical quality is not improved, it is still far from the past.
Since she was reincarnated, fan Xinglu can only exercise from the beginning and improve her physical ability. It is impossible for her body to gain the strength of her heyday in the past.
"According to the disciple's view, the present master's words, in close combat, his strength is not even half of what he used to be?" Fang Li said, "it's not that green is better than blue at all."
"You don't need to belittle yourself." Fan Xinglu shook her head and said: "indeed, because of the physical relationship, the strength of the old body is less than half. If the old body in its heyday was" ten ", it would be only" three "or" four. "
So said, fan Xinglu looked at Fang Li with burning eyes.
"But, at best, it was a close combat."
"If it's astrology, it's not the same."
After that, fan Xinglu closed his middle finger and index finger, forming a Dharma seal.
"Hum --!"
In the air's quivering sound, wanyingsu seems to turn into a whirlpool, curling up crazily around fan Xinglu's body.
The intensity of the wanyingsu has made the space slightly distorted.
Seeing this, a pair of ice blue magic eyes suddenly congealed in the square.
Fan Xinglu's voice sounded again.
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