283: Having a spiritual vein is a disaster rather than a blessing(1/2)
Bang!
Duguhong only opened his five fingers and crushed a few sword elements lightly, and the price he paid was only three or two shallow sword marks.
Although his Qi and blood have long since dried up, there is no real energy left in his body.
But his terrifying physique alone was enough to cope with Zuo Chongming's condensed true energy which was ten times more than that of ordinary people.
With the Tathagata's palm, the Buddha moves the mountains and rivers.
Taking advantage of the momentary gap, Zuo Chongming's long sword circled downwards and slapped the opponent's forehead.
If you can drag it into the illusion, you will definitely gain a huge advantage.
Even though Duguhong reacted in time, his body was unable to compare with that of a living person, so he couldn't avoid it even if he tried to dodge with all his strength.
The palm force is like the wind, blowing past my face.
Duguhong's body froze, and the red light in his eyes suddenly dimmed. It was obvious that he had fallen into an illusion.
Just when Zuo Chongming was about to finish off the attack and end the battle, a sword edge suddenly appeared and stabbed him viciously in the heart.
"not good."
Zuo Chongming's expression changed slightly. The other person broke away from the illusion so quickly. He was simply a pervert.
But if you think about it carefully, it's quite normal.
Duguhong was the guy who took the fourth step abruptly when his way forward was cut off.
Even if only a part of consciousness is left, it is not difficult to break through the illusion.
laugh…….
The tip of the sword was like a poisonous snake spitting a message, and it was close to the chest in the blink of an eye.
Zuo Chongming could clearly feel the terrifying murderous intention contained in the sword.
But he was also a ruthless person. Seeing the urgency of the situation, he could no longer avoid it. Ming Xiaoshan was shocked in response, and with the sound of phoenix, he pointed at the opponent's eyes.
An inch long, an inch strong.
Even though Zuo Chongming started slower, Mingxiaoshan was indeed longer and took advantage of Zhenyuan.
Duguhong was forced to change his tactics and use his sword to block the sharp attack. The next moment, he switched from defense to offense and the aggressive sword attack came again.
Frankly speaking, this battle is not spectacular.
Because Duguhong only relied on his magical weapons and physical strength, while Zuo Chongming had to try his best to gather his true energy in order to compete.
This mess made the scene look like a fight between Body Tempering Realm warriors.
But the difference is that the two are fighting each other, changing their moves, and moving so fast that sonic booms are heard one after another, and the afterimages are blurred.
a long time…….
It's like a symphony is coming to an end.
The long spear collided with the sword's edge, a bright light suddenly appeared, and the ear-splitting sound suddenly stopped.
Zuo Zhongming groaned and stepped back, leaving deep pits on the ground. His face seemed to be painted with white wax, which was a bit frighteningly white.
Its vertical pupils kept shrinking, and the dragon scales produced by stimulating the demon's blood were broken into large pieces, and blood could not stop seeping out.
On the left side of the abdomen, shoulder blade, thigh and other places, there are still shocking blood holes that have been punctured.
There is no doubt that this is the most serious injury Zuo Chongming has suffered since his rebirth.
When he first faced Xu Yunshan, when he encountered powerful enemies such as Qingluan Demon King and Master Liansheng, he did not fall into this situation.
"hiss……"
Zuo Chongming felt the severe pain coming from his body and couldn't help but grinned and took a breath.
This feeling reminded him of the time before time travel, when the studio was in its infancy, and when he went crazy and committed suicide in order to help his boss complete tasks.
"you……."
Dugu Hong was half-kneeling on the ground, with a somewhat complicated emotion in his eyes: "Your talent is unparalleled today and in the past, I am not as good as you."
With incomplete consciousness, he couldn't figure out why an unfocused person like Zuo Chongming could reach this point.
The so-called lack of concentration refers to lack of concentration.
Human energy is limited, and it is impossible to be an expert in everything.
Even the most stunning and beautiful geniuses and monsters will focus on one direction and dabble in other areas, but they will never be indifferent.
The reason why Duguhong has reached this point is not only his extremely high talent, but also his concentration on the way of swordsmanship.
But the appearance of Zuo Chongming today completely overturned his understanding.
When this person fought just now, he not only used palm skills, boxing skills, and sword skills... he even occasionally gathered his true energy and used a few sword skills.
What's even more terrifying is that Dugu Hong can clearly detect that this person not only has extensive knowledge of martial arts, but also has a deep knowledge of them.
You must know that none of Zuo Chongming's martial arts skills are popular.
At least they are all high-level, top-notch martial arts, and there are even several hard-to-find secrets.
If it were applied to other people, one unique skill would be enough to last a lifetime.
Duguhong couldn't understand it and could only attribute it to talent.
"Talent?"
Zuo Chongming squinted his eyes to hide the complexity in his eyes, and said softly: "No one is perfect. I have no spiritual veins after all, right?"
"Spiritual veins?"
Duguhong was startled for a moment, then twitched the corners of his lips and forced out an angry and bitter smile: "Having a spiritual vein is not necessarily a good thing."
At the end of the sentence, his scarlet eyes dimmed slightly, seeming a little angry or bitter.
He didn't know why he felt this way.
Those words just came out of my mouth.
Looking back now, he couldn't tell the reason.
"I seem to……"
Duguhong lowered his head and murmured: "I forgot what I shouldn't forget, what I should remember..."
Zuo Chongming looked at his painful look and sighed secretly: "It's okay to forget. Sometimes knowing too much is not a good thing."
"you know?"
"Know something."
"tell me."
"Can't say."
Zuo Chongming shook his head, there are some things that cannot be stated verbally.
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The Jianluo Underground Palace was in an uproar, and the Sunset Peak was not peaceful either.
The geniuses from various factions rushed to Sunset Peak with two prisoners.
They thought that since they had prisoners to show them the way, the future would be smooth sailing.
But they never expected that as soon as they reached about halfway up the mountain, they encountered no less than ten attacks and countless traps...
This was still the case when Zhan Xiaobai and Li Jianhui gave advice from time to time to help them avoid many pitfalls.
Without the cooperation of the two of them, these geniuses would have been wiped out long ago.
Despite this, the team still suffered heavy casualties.
"Damn sword puppet."
A woman came over cursing, her long, tight, white legs looking particularly dazzling in this dark and gloomy environment.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Not only is she dressed like this, but others also have disheveled hair and tattered clothes, which is completely different from the previous decent dress.
Compared with the embarrassed geniuses, the two prisoners, Li Jianhui, are the most well-dressed and clean ones now.
Li Jianhui glanced at Zhan Xiaobai and saw that she was in a daze, and couldn't help but worry: "Hey, are you okay?"
I don't know why, but since being captured, Zhan Xiaobai has often been distracted.
"ah?"
Zhan Xiao was stunned for several seconds, then shook his head with a forced smile, and vaguely glanced at the talented people: "No, it's okay..."
"It's okay."
Li Jianhui breathed a sigh of relief and looked at the dark sky: "It is said that this small world is based on formations. I really don't know how powerful it is to shatter it."
"It's a cannon."
To be continued...