The Myth Of Confucianism And Taoism Is The Holy

Chapter 1367 Unyielding Battle Soul! Sakura falls!

Bu Feihua got up from the ground with great difficulty, at this time he had received a serious internal injury.

However, he found that condensing the literary energy to the injured position could relieve a lot of pain in an instant, and the whole person’s Movement Technique movements were much more flexible.

Bu Feihua stood up tremblingly and decided to fight again. After all, he had received the task of the system. If he lost the Zhongnin trials, the punishment would be almost unbearable pain.

Neji Hyuga stepped forward, a series of afterimages with his body in the air, he quickly got close to Bu Huanji, and took out his palm again.

Bu Feifei was already prepared this time, his literary spirit was condensed in his right hand, and he also slammed Hyuga Neji with a punch.

However, Ning Ci’s agility and speed of movement surpassed his imagination. He leaned slightly, leaned back, and escaped his fist, while the fluttering palm was printed on the step again. Extraordinary chest.

A huge force engulfed the fierce Chakra and slammed into Bu Huan’s chest, knocking him out.

I have to say that even though his physical skills have improved, he still can’t compare with the genius Hyuga Neji even if he is injured.

However, Bu Feihua took a bet on this. Although he could easily achieve victory as long as he displayed a few methods, he still wanted to defeat his opponent with punches to the flesh today.

Bu Feifan rolled two times on the ground, relieved the strength of this palm, and then a carp flicked and stood up.

“Dying for self-sacrifice to the country,

Suddenly seeing death and becoming benevolent. ”

Bu Feihua opened his mouth and chanted two lines of poems. Suddenly, there was a surging of literary spirit beside him, and it continued to hover around his body, making it extremely powerful.

Beside him, there was a clanging sound like iron armor colliding, and then there was a dying warrior standing behind him with a long sword.

Although what this warrior had manifested was only a phantom, it looked extremely real and agile at this time.

He was covered with a layer of damaged armor, and countless blood stained his whole body. Although he was holding a sword, he was already a little exhausted and swayed here.

It seems that this warrior phantom is very similar to Bu Feifan’s own situation. Both are seriously injured. Although standing here, they are already shaky.

There were two short swords stuck in the warrior’s abdomen, and the blood had drained. Obviously, there was no possibility of survival for this kind of fatal wound.

This soldier stood behind Bu Feihua, his body bloomed with brilliance, which gathered into Bu Feihua’s body.

“Even if you die at the bottom of the ocean,

The awe-inspiring cherry flies over eternal life. ”

Bu Feifan continued to read the next two sentences. Suddenly, the character beside him became more and more rich, and even the sky suddenly projected a dazzling brilliance, which enveloped Bu Feifan.

The warrior phantom knelt on one knee, only relying on a sword to hold on to Own’s body, did not fall.

Anyone can easily see that he has reached a limit, but he still persists dazzlingly, without the slightest compromise or giving up.

The warrior didn’t give up until Death, his eyes were still filled with anger and the desire to fight.

No one knew who his opponent was, but the warrior stood there, and he didn’t close his angry eyes until Death.

On his body, this kind of standing fighting aura rose up, all gathered in Bu Huanqiu’s body, beside him suddenly appeared cherry blossoms blooming and scattered with the wind.

This kind of cherry blossoms are condensed from the traces of the avenue. At this time, they are blooming in the space. Pieces of cherry blossoms are floating in the sky, but the pain is full of vitality in the poignant beauty.

“The name of this poem is: “Sakura Falling”.”

In the sky, the Confucian rhyme resounded loudly, like a thunder in the sky, resounding through half of Konoha Village, and countless rays of light gathered in the sky.

A series of literary spirits descended from the sky and gathered on Bu Feihua’s body, instantly rejuvenating his whole person, and the vitality and activity in his whole body spurted out.

“Ding, congratulations to the host for gaining three experience points.”

“”Sakura Fall”, the first third-rank mortal poem. It can give the poet a powerful combat experience and fighting style, as well as powerful kendo skills, which lasts for half an hour.”

“The poet composer masters the immortal body within a certain period of time. Through the tenacity of combat consciousness, all the damage can be weakened by 99% for a duration of five minutes.”

“If you want to fight, then fight!” Bu Feihua’s whole body reappeared with brilliance. At this time, he was full of fighting spirit. He didn’t know when a long sword appeared in his hand, and he held it tightly.

His whole person was like being possessed by the dying soldier just now, and his whole person was surrounded by the raging fighting spirit!

Bu Extraordinary whole body tattoos have been integrated into the body, the whole person is completely carried through by the writings at this time, and the whole body has terrible power.

He slammed on the ground suddenly, and his body shot out like a sharp arrow, directly greeted by Hiuga Neji who was coming from the front.

The sharp sword was unsheathed in an instant, and an incomparably shining silver Sword Ray was pierced in the air, like the day that suddenly appeared in the dark, dazzling to the extreme.

“Eight Trigrams palm, Jiuquan!”

Hyuga Neji’s body stopped suddenly, and his body suddenly leaned to one side. His left hand protruded, and he flanked at the wrist where the sword was out of the sword. At the same time, his right hand slapped out in a palm-like manner.

However, Ning Ci is still the same Ning Ci just now, but Bu Fei Fei is no longer the Step Fei Fei two minutes ago.

He didn’t even dodge the palm of Hyuga Neji, letting him slap on Own’s chest.

“when!”

There was a clear and loud voice, and Neji felt that his palm was hitting a steel plate, and his entire hand was numb.

“How?” Bu Feihua sneered, grabbed the arm that it extended, and then an iron mountain leaned against it, hitting Ning Ci’s chest with his shoulder.

With a dull crash sound, Bu Feihua continued to swing forward, and at the same time the long sword in his hand pierced forward, and a dazzling Sword Ray tore away.

However, this time the Sword Ray is different from the last qualifier. This time it is only condensed in the text by the Sword intent. The fifteen-centimeter-long thin sword beams formed are extremely numerous, and they are overwhelmingly directed. Ning Ci rushed.

“Jiuquan, Eight Trigrams are back to heaven!”

Ning secondary clenched his teeth and snarled these eight words from his throat. At the same time, his body quickly rotated, and Chakra formed a circular absolute defense beside him.

The whole thing looks like a huge blue sphere is constantly telling to rotate. Anything that touches the sphere will be shattered, even Sword Qi is no exception.

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