Faced with a move like Fang Ping's that explodes a hundred calories of energy and blood in one move, the Great Preacher must defend himself with all his strength. But how many times can Fang Ping use such a move?

Soon, Fang Ping told him how many times it could be used!

"Dong dong dong!"

Fang Ping slashed five times in a row, and the swords exploded with a hundred calories of energy and blood, making the big preacher keep retreating.

Others didn't stop at this moment. Everyone remembered Fang Ping's advantage. He recovered his energy and blood very quickly. He didn't know what the limit was yet. But Fang Ping now used his ultimate move, forcing the big preacher to fight back with all his strength. They first

Let’s talk about that after we deal with that third-grade high-level guy.

"Um?"

The Great Preacher also frowned slightly, and just as he was about to leave Fang Ping alone, Fang Ping quickly wrapped around him and used the Continuous Slashing Sword again!

"Bang!"

After receiving several sword blows, the Great Preacher took a few steps back, and cracks appeared under his feet.

"Can we continue?"

The great missionary's eyes were cold and stern, and he snorted: "It seems that you are a genius student of Wuhan University. Killing you will be better than killing a group of second- and third-grade students!"

“You’ll know after you try it!”

Big drops of sweat dripped from Fang Ping's head, but the big preacher stopped defending, shouted low, arched his spine, and appeared in front of Fang Ping the next second, moving his fists and feet together, attacking Fang Ping's vitals.

Sweat dripped from Fang Ping's head. He defended with all his strength, but he was still beaten backwards, and his body was covered with blood.

"If you can attack, so can I!"

Fang Ping gritted his teeth, planted his heels on the ground, took a step back, opened the distance slightly, and continued to slash at the opponent with all his strength!

The great missionary's expression changed again and again. How many times had he been stabbed?

Twenty knives? Thirty knives?

The intensity of the energy and blood of a third-level peak warrior is much higher than that of a middle-level third-level warrior. The explosive power of one card of qi-blood is comparable to two or three cards below the high-level third-level warrior.

He has 1,000 calories of energy and blood, and with the same offensive power as everyone else, he can achieve the endurance of two to three thousand calories below the high level.

As for the middle-level warriors of the third rank, their Qi and blood are generally around 600 calories.

In terms of durability alone, he can kill six or seven middle-level third-grade warriors, or even more, because he is not only defensive but not offensive.

As for one-on-one, for a warrior like him, it usually only takes a few moves to defeat a third-grade mid-level warrior.

At this moment, Fang Ping was using offense instead of defense, unleashing the power of his trump card with every move. When encountering this situation, he had to retreat a little.

"Let's see how many cuts you can make!"

The Great Preacher was also cruel. He didn't believe that a mid-level warrior could really unleash unlimited bursts of big moves.

It is true that Fang Ping cannot explode infinitely, but there is no need to explode infinitely. It is enough to explode for a period of time.

Even if the big mission is just for defense, it doesn't mean it won't consume energy and blood.

When everyone besieged him before, he consumed a lot of energy, and now he is still consuming it. Fang Ping doesn't think that the other party consumes more energy than himself.

"Thirty-six cuts!"

"Thirty-seven swords..."

Fang Ping silently counted. With one stroke, more than 100,000 in wealth value was consumed. Now I am afraid that more than 4 million has been consumed.

"A warrior at the top of the third rank can really resist!"

At this moment, Fang Ping also realized that he really had his limits.

His bones were already creaking, and his skin was beginning to crack and ooze blood.

The power of Qi and blood can be replenished, but other hardware conditions are still limited.

The big preacher opposite also had blood oozing from the corner of his mouth and his body was covered with knife marks, but he still smiled and said: "Is it okay?"

After saying that, he shouted loudly, and his fist quickly struck Fang Ping's throat.

Fang Ping let out a low roar and quickly pulled out his right leg, but his foot cracked after being punched, and the alloy boots that had been with him for many days were torn.

Fang Ping cried out in pain and quickly retreated, dragging his injured leg.

The great missionary was unwilling to give up and came again.

Fang Ping roared angrily and slashed out with his long sword again!

"Bang bang..."

A series of slashes came, and the Great Preacher took a breath and stopped in place.

Fang Ping, on the other hand, was panting and his whole body was soaked to the skin.

"Almost 5 million!"

Fang Ping gritted his teeth, he really suffered a big loss this time!

Including the flattening of the house and the killing of the two warriors last night, the wealth he consumed was close to tens of millions!

Moreover, his body is now covered with scars. If this continues, it will be a loss to kill this guy.

On the other side, the third-grade high-level martial artist was at the end of his rope. He fought desperately, causing everyone to retreat continuously. From time to time, some people were injured and flew out upside down, withdrawing from the battle.

Some second-grade peak warriors kept joining the battle to surround and kill this man.

As for Fang Ping, everyone can't care about it now. At least it seems that Fang Ping can hold on for a while. It won't be too late to kill the third-level high-level people first and then come to help. "Is the third-level peak person so strong?"

Fang Ping looked at the big preacher and felt a little weak. The opponent's energy and blood were almost exhausted, but the opponent was just fighting hand to hand!

Relying on physical combat, the opponent actually has the strength of the third level.

If the Great Evangelist hadn't retreated, he would have been willing to fight to the death. Even at this point, he actually had hope of escaping. It would be difficult for Fang Ping to kill the opponent. The Great Evangelist opposite smiled and gasped: "Don't look at it.

Well, we people have long known that we will die, and when we are about to die, we will kill as many as we can!

You are very interesting. You alone can probably kill a team of middle-level third-grade warriors.

It's a pity that people like you are willing to be hawks and dogs..."

Fang Ping's pupils shrank and he quickly backed away!

The next moment, the great missionary hammered his chest, blood poured out of his mouth, and in the blink of an eye, he appeared in front of Fang Ping!

Fang Ping had no time to retreat, so he gritted his teeth and held the long knife across his chest.

"Bang!"

There was a loud noise, and the blade of the long knife dented a little. Fang Ping felt severe pain in his chest and flew backwards, with blood pouring out of his mouth.

"Not dead yet? Have your organs been tempered?"

The pale-faced preacher was also a little surprised and quickly chased after him.

Fang Ping fell to the ground, blood spurting out of his mouth as if it was money.

"grass!"

Fang Ping was angry and thankful at the same time. The previous body-building pill had tempered his internal organs, so that his internal organs would not be as fragile as ordinary people, otherwise he would be shocked to death with just one punch.

Seeing the long knife dent a little, Fang Ping felt very distressed again.

At this moment, a desperate roar came from the side, and more than a dozen third-level warriors finally killed the third-level high-level warrior.

The great preacher's face changed slightly and his steps slowed down.

Gu Xiong and others also rushed to rescue Fang Ping, while Chen Yunxi and others hurried over to help Fang Ping.

Over there, Gu Xiong and the others have become entangled with the big missionary.

When Fang Ping saw this situation, he held his chest and turned his head to look at Chen Yunxi and said, "Do you have any life-saving pills? Lend me one!"

Chen Yunxi quickly stuffed a pill into him. Fang Ping swallowed it in one gulp and said angrily: "Get out of the way, he is mine!"

This guy, I must kill him today!

If you don't hack him to death, this mission will really hurt your body.

Everyone in Gu Xiong was also injured. Hearing this, Zhao Yang said angrily: "Now is not the time to show off as a hero!"

"Get out of the way, or you'll pay me for the elixir!"

Fang Ping was so angry that he didn't care so much. The next moment, he rushed in with a knife. The blood on the blade became more dazzling, blood overflowed, and the power of the explosion was three times greater than before.

Seeing that he ignored the enemy and himself, everyone in Zhao Yang retreated.

"This guy..."

No one knew what to say!

Fang Ping went back and forth, how many times had he used his ultimate move?

Is this still a life-saving trick?

Fang Ping's attack has not yet reached the level of a special move, but his continuous slashes are not much different from a special move.

According to everyone's speculation, the energy and blood consumption may have exceeded 5,000 calories!
To be continued...