Chapter 745 The Vague Definition Between Luck and Misfortune

Completely crushed? Hong Jiang didn't think so. Although he was indeed at a disadvantage at the moment, and his ragged clothes could be described as embarrassing, he didn't think he would fail. 矷

At the same time, he didn't think there was anything wrong with his choice of ghost path. The large-scale thundering powder and the wind roaring blade slash were all for the purpose of touching Hasward as much as possible. The last hundred-step railing did have the intention of protecting himself, but it was more to interfere with the ghostly movement.

There was no way. Hasward's speed was too fast at this time. Maybe he was not the fastest one Hong Jiang had ever seen in terms of speed alone, but with the flying sickle foot that could repeatedly change direction in the air, his movements were erratic and difficult to react.

In this case, the hundred-step railing that could interfere with the enemy's actions on a large scale was undoubtedly the best choice.

Just like at this moment, Hasward passed through the gaps between countless beams and almost approached Hong Jiang again along a fixed route.

Hong Jiang had no intention of taking the sword head-on. He dodged Hasward's attack with a sideways move, and the sickle in his hand fell from the sky and hit Hasward's chest.

"Qingfu Dao, lead!"

The gravity from the body pulled Hasward's internal organs and blood, but the gravity was not strong, it just made Hasward feel a little uncomfortable, and the feedback to Hong Jiang couldn't even make him bleed.

Such a knife had no effect on Hasward, but it seemed to wake him up all of a sudden. The first thing he thought of was how could he be hit by such a slow knife.

Yes, in my eyes, Hong Jiang's knife just now was too fast, as fast as a fallen leaf, but I didn't dodge that knife.

And my other plan is not to start from the essence of world harmony, nor is it the so-called concept of luck and good fortune.

It is certain that those hands restricted his free movement, which may also be a kind of harm, but it is certain that those hands just wanted to protect him in a safe environment, which cannot be called protection.

A little blood splashed from Hongjiang's body, but I looked at my expression and was completely concerned. Although Leisuo's thunder was considered a breaking path, its power was unlimited. The speed of thunder and lightning was also used to create that ghost path, so it was a ghost path with binding as the main method and breaking as the auxiliary method.

Hongjiang also keenly caught that point, "It seems that it will be discovered, and the time seems to be ripe."

Of course, breaking the substitute shield was indeed Hongjiang's original idea, but considering the possible uniqueness of the substitute shield, Hongjiang must prepare at most one backup plan. 矷

However, when damage also becomes a concept that is difficult to define, luck and fortune with damage as the specific concept will become more general, and the combat system based on this may have huge loopholes.

Excluding the enemy's own factors, this can only be that some unknown changes have occurred in his body, and those changes are undoubtedly from Hongjiang's hands, which made Hasward's eyes flash with a trace of peace.

After the words fell, Hongjiang turned the sickle in his hand, and the tip of the blade with broken ripples was like a snake spitting out its tongue, stabbing at Hasward's forehead.

I just said that 'the time seems to be ripe', but now I can't completely remove the if.

Either the other party did it deliberately, but no matter how I think about it, Hongjiang has a reason not to do so, even if it is for the knife just now, the benefits are too high.

But the seven electric ropes were so fast in Liu Nanland's eyes, so fast that I could see every bend left by the lightning in the air, so fast that it was like a child who had just learned to write, leaving traces on the paper carefully and quickly.

It's right, it's really right! Even without the ability to reconcile the world, Hasward still had a sense of unknown fear in his heart. The fear was partly because of my own vague changes, and partly because of Hongjiang's words that the time was ripe. 矷

But then another terrible thought occupied my mind, why do I think Hongjiang's movements are fast? Hong Jiang, who was not protected by static recording, could obviously become faster because of his physical strength.

"Qing Binding Dao, Thunder Lock!"

Not to mention that the opponent could almost treat me as a piece of paper and could break my fairy clothes from almost 880 degrees with blind spots, but I couldn't give the damage visible to the naked eye like the substitute shield, and the idea of ​​breaking the substitute shield was bound to be declared bankrupt. The reason is very complicated. This is what you Hong Jiang wasted.

And it is certain that you reduced the strength of those hands, which only restricted his actions, so how should it be defined?

In such a battle based on damage, there is also a vague definition of luck and fortune. In other words, there may be a region between luck and fortune, and that region may not be the key to breaking the problem of world reconciliation. However, even with such a fast attack, I still watched it pass through my hands and feet, leaving seven blue ropes in front.

Hong Jiang seemed to care, too. The sickle I swung was suspended in the air, and seven lightning flashes flashed from the sickle blade, chasing Hasward.

In the fight with Liu Nanland, whether the opponent did it unintentionally or not, the indifference of the substitute shield being repelled and worn made Hong Jiang feel that it was not a bad way to break the world harmony.

Hasward must be in a perfect state. I am afraid that I have already broken free from the restraints of Lei Suo, and even returned the restraints to me through the world harmony. Unfortunately, that did not happen.

I hurried forward, even though I paused several times on the way forward because of the obstruction of the 100-step railing, but I still avoided Hongjiang's attack.

How to explain it? For example, when a knife stabbed him, it was undoubtedly a kind of damage to his body, but it was definitely a pair of hands that held him?

In Hasward's words, the luck and fortune in a battle were complexly attributed to damage and avoidance of damage. Of course, in the battle, there is nothing wrong with such a concrete description.

I know that I really have to defeat Hasward, or it can't be said to be the ability to defeat the world to reconcile that tricky, and the method has always been to break this so-called substitute shield.

It is called the way of binding, but in a tolerant sense, it is a ghost way that combines the way of breaking and the way of binding. The spiritual rope as a binding is hidden in the thunder and lightning, which can control the enemy at a very slow speed.

The time is ripe, what time? Hasward knew, but I knew that after solving the unknown changes in the body, I could let the other party touch me.矷

Those hands might hurt him and leave marks, which is of course also a kind of injury to the body, just as direct as a knife stabbing him.

Therefore, the definition of injury itself cannot be very vague, and even in certain situations, a person needs to use his own subjective opinion to determine whether an action is harmful to himself.

The feedback of the injury was completely within my expectations, but looking at Hasward who was still bound, Hongjiang couldn't help but smile.