C671 Natural Blademaster
C671 Natural Blademaster
As the saying goes, martial arts in the world are invincible and unbreakable. Only speed is unbreakable!
When one's speed reached a certain limit, that was the symbol of invincibility!
Of course, this was when he hadn't broken away from the mortal realm!
If the Martial Cultivation himself were able to reach such a degree, then no matter how fast he was, it would not be of much use!
It was impossible for Wen Baichuan to reach such a level!
Therefore, in front of Devil Han's Concept Of Slaughter, he was suddenly in a precarious situation.
Wen Baichuan discovered that no matter how much he used Saber Intent, or how much mental integration he had, he could not compare to the opponent's brute force speed!
"How could this be?"
Wen Baichuan was extremely depressed.
He walked on the path of ruthlessness and had never paid much attention to the aspect of speed.
As far as he was concerned, one strength was enough to defeat ten!
If you have enough strength, no matter what your path is, I will break it all with a single slash!
Unfortunately, reality taught him a lesson!
In front of speed, strength was nothing!
It was because his blade aura could not lock onto Devil Han's figure at all!
Dang, dang, dang, dang, dang, dang …
With a series of sounds of metal clashing, the Qiubo's Extremity in Devil Han's hand instantly slashed out dozens of times!
Although Wen Baichuan had blocked them all, he could only barely hold on!
"This is too terrifying!"
The more Wen Baichuan fought, the more shocked he became. Cold sweat trickled down his forehead.
Don't just look at his cultivation level, he far surpassed Devil Han!
However, the one who was at a disadvantage was him!
"Host, do your best to kill Wen Baichuan. Desert Dust is yours!"
Just as Devil Han was still making his moves, the Devil-level System's voice sounded!
When Devil Han heard this, he frowned.
"Shut up!"
This system did not have any discernment!
He was still fighting with Wen Baichuan, yet he came out to cause trouble?
Clang!
Another crisp sound!
Wen Baichuan could not stop it any longer and retreated a few steps back!
This was not to say that his strength was not as good as Devil Han's, but he could only run after being continuously attacked by Devil Han!
When he was channeling his Genuine Qi, he could not help but stagnate for a bit!
Wen Baichuan had no way of resisting Devil Han's attack. He could only retreat and use it to deflect the force!
"What a strong youth!"
The shock in Wen Baichuan's eyes could no longer be concealed!
Ever since he stepped into the Knife Dao, he had never encountered such a powerful swordsman!
The young man in front of him was like a natural born saber!
"Again!"
With that thought in mind, Wen Baichuan's fighting spirit surged!
He shouted, waved the huge Desert Dust and charged towards Devil Han!
Seeing this, Devil Han chuckled lightly!
The Qiubo's Extremity in his hand was instantly swung out!
One second, thirty-three slashes!
This was the maximum speed that Devil Han could display right now!
Dang, dang, dang, dang, dang …
The sound of metal colliding gathered together, and in the end it turned into a loud bang!
The surrounding pedestrians felt as if their eardrums had exploded from the shockwave!
After barely resisting Devil Han's wave of attacks, Wen Baichuan began to pant slightly!
However, before he could heave a sigh of relief, a cold light pierced through the horizon!
Finally, it stopped at his neck.
"You lost!"
Hearing Devil Han's voice, Wen Baichuan's face revealed a bitter expression!
He gently turned his head and glanced at the blade hanging on his neck.
"What kind of knife is this?"
"Devil Blade!"
Devil Han's words were simple and concise!
"Magic knife?"
When Wen Baichuan heard this, he was slightly shocked!
Then, he laughed dejectedly.
"You are born with a saber, I am not as good as you!"