Chapter 855 Kill the Sword Master!

Now there is no time for him to continue to think, the opponent has already touched him, he must attack by force!

The severed tentacles on the top of his head, which had been in a state of depression for the past few days, were faintly flickering at this time. Wang Zhongneng was able to improve under the pressure of death, and Anlixi was not a vegetarian. He was also an absolute fighter. A lowly human heroic soul looks squarely at it, it is the pride and conceit that comes from the bottom of his bones, but now he feels the threat of life and death, he also swept away the impatience of the past few days, and entered the state instantly.

The frequency-changing figure of the other party seems to be elusive, but the Nebula Holy Sword danced at this moment, just like its own halo, appearing in the air, and the sword fell! This is a feeling, which comes from the Juggernaut's grasp of the sense of space. He doesn't even use his eyes to see it. This kind of intuitive guidance allows him to break through the limitations of vision.

Break the star!

Then this crucial sword still failed.

The corner of Wang Zhong's mouth curled up. It's time to show a wave of real skills, and let the octopus understand what a human warrior is!

One after another, Wang Zhong appeared around Anlixi, swaying like a shadow, facing Anlixi's crazy slashing, Wang Zhong was completely close to him and was not afraid at all.

Anlixi's Nebula Holy Sword kept falling, and his face became more and more serious. The opponent was right beside him, and the sword master, who was known for close combat, couldn't attack him! The loss of his left hand did have too much impact, making his attack difficult, but this was by no means an excuse that a majestic sword master could find when facing a heroic soul.

When Feiying superimposed Shadow Dance, it was as if the King of Assassins had been reborn. This soul-dancing pace directly drove Anlixi into insanity. If this continued, he would be doomed!

The berserk energy exploded, abruptly bounced away the unpredictable Wang Zhong, the holy sword stood up, the wound that had been forcibly suppressed for several days suddenly burst open, blood continued to overflow, the physical strength was consumed rapidly instantly, and the injury was out of control. But now he can't take care of it anymore, the enemy is getting stronger and stronger, if this goes on, he will definitely die!

kill!

Man and sword unite!

The lightning flashed suddenly, and the majestic sword master was forced to fight a human soul in such a way!

But before he completely took out the last thing at the bottom of the box, a fierce impact suddenly struck from the left side, and he used this kind of brainless move, really Wang Zhong is still the original Wang Zhong, the aura is so powerful. This kind of thing can only be blocked for a while, and with the help of the clown mask, Wang Zhong cut in instantly!

Domineering body - triple strength!

boom!

Wang Zhong felt that his punch might have the power of at least 30,000 Grasso, which was so powerful that he couldn't believe it. If Oscar and others saw it, they might even drop their eyeballs. This is definitely a top ten punch. The battle strength of the head of the regiment, among the heroic souls in the entire Holy Land, I am afraid that only a very small number of so-called devourers who have comprehended the essence of battle can do it!

Usually, 30,000 Grasso hit Anrici's body without pain or itching, but now, he felt a tightness in his chest, and he turned his body violently. Accompanied by severe pain, the gathered strength was scattered in the impact .

The momentum of the fusion of man and sword was broken in an instant. Enduring the severe pain, he swung his hand back instinctively. The Nebula Holy Sword drew a shining arc in the air, but the opponent had already circled behind him.

Domineering body - relying on landslides!

The terrifying force of the impact was instantaneous, and it actually sent Anlisi flying directly, and then he whipped his legs into the air, a lightning-like big chop!

After all, it was the Juggernaut, and he didn't lose his balance and sense of direction after being thrown into the air. The clear threat actually made him clearer, but the other party answered too quickly, and the figure seemed to be everywhere. It's the subconscious side of the head. He is also feeling and adapting to the opponent's attack. Thirty thousand Grasso doesn't necessarily weigh much, and he can carry it for a while. As long as he holds on, the opponent's weird shadow dance will definitely be broken by him!

This was his instinctive reaction, but he regretted it the next second.

The seemingly mighty whip leg is just a cover, and the figure swaying in the air is just the effect of the shadow dance. The opponent's target is not him, but the sword in his hand!

Two iron-like palms twisted from below, locking his wrist while his head was distracted, and the anti-joint pulling impact severely snapped his left hand, causing the joint to dislocate. The powerful soul power that penetrated the whole body was corrected, but the sword in his hand fell off the moment his arm dislocated, and was pulled by the opponent!

nama~~~

In the language of the Mesopotabians, that means 'no'.

Anrici's eyes were already bloodshot, and he roared crazily, but it didn't help. The opponent not only grabbed the sword quickly, but also made faster follow-up movements. His heavy legs were already connected at this time, and he was already losing his balance. The kick flew out.

The fighters in Mesobudhabi are all named after the sword, swordsman, great swordsman, sword master, sword god, it can be seen that the status of the sword in this civilization and in the minds of these fighters is like life, even higher than life Things are the testimony of their honor!

boom!

Anrici slammed down to the ground, and the outburst of extreme anger actually made him regain his balance in the air. The landing posture with his hands on the ground was not too embarrassing, but his face was already flushed purple.

The other party's long sword started with a seemingly ordinary appearance, but Wang Zhong immediately had a different feeling.

Good sword, indescribably good, not so called sharp or anything. Wang Zhong has seen the world before, no matter how powerful the masters in the Holy Land are, the Horcruxes forged are dead objects, at least the most expensive ones Wang Zhong has seen sold are real, powerful treasures, like Muzi's coffin of life and death, It seems to have a soul, and this long sword gives Wang Zhong the feeling that it can be connected and communicated with it.

As if feeling Wang Zhong's will and temptation, there is a faint nebula light looming on the dim sword.

fit!

Anrici, whose face was already purple with anger, was stunned abruptly when he saw this scene.

His anger stemmed from shame. To the Juggernaut, the sword is alive and the sword is dead, but what is surprising is the reaction of the Nebula Sacred Sword in the opponent's hand. That is not an ordinary sword, but the treasure of the sword sect that has been passed down for countless years. It has its own sword soul and consciousness. Even Anrici was reluctantly accepted by Nebula Holy Sword only because of his blood. How could it be possible for a mere human and a foreign race? !

Wang Zhong on the opposite side didn't know this, and he didn't care about it. In fact, it was still difficult to break through the opponent's incomplete defense with his own fists alone. Now he was just relying on his sudden change of tough style to catch the opponent by surprise. Let the opponent go on, and with the strength of the Juggernaut, he will quickly adapt to his offensive routine, and I am afraid that it will be his own death.

Therefore, seizing the sword is a necessary part of the plan, which is the key to solving the battle, and without the sword, the opponent is like a tiger with its teeth pulled out. With Anrici's physical condition, he no longer has the ability to attack himself with one blow. It's possible to kill.

A killing intent flashed across Wang Zhong's eyes, and the closer he was to the moment of success, the calmer he became.

Without the slightest arrogance or complacency, the ghostly step forward, accompanied by the blessing of Feiying, although not as good as the shadow dance of the soul, has pushed the frequency conversion skills to a more terrifying limit.

Anrici was already going crazy, not only was his sword taken away, but now let alone seeing the afterimage of the other party's variable frequency, he even felt that his consciousness beyond a realm could no longer lock on to the other party's figure! Simply put, he felt that he had lost the ability to resist.

This guy's endless combat skills, completely ungraspable routines, in the seriousness of the Juggernaut, low-end combat skills can be seen through at most once, but this monster changes every time, the cloud has no normal state, and the water has no fixed place!

Humanity……

Wang Zhong has already killed, with a sword in hand, I have the world, the circuit has been completely penetrated, the three major circuits are the basis, and then the combined circuit is launched with the soul core as the center, and this is formed entirely by instinct.

This is a kind of talent, if you know it, you will get it, if you know it, you will get it.

The sword was in Wang Zhong's hands, and the Buddha formed a part of his body, and the steps of Shadow Dance were under his feet. He naturally used the skills of an assassin. The sword was a bit long, but Wang Zhong couldn't feel it at all. The soul-casting period was stagnant in foreign objects , and the heroic soul period will not be like this!

This sword has a soul, and Wang Zhong's soul matches, Wang Zhong's understanding and heart, it seems to understand, the sword makes a wonderful crisp sound, and Anlixi, who was already dazzled, fell into despair.

This is not just a defeat of strength, but a despair of the soul, because the Nebula Holy Sword actually thinks that the other party is more suitable to be its master. This is a real fusion, not his kind of forced control.

Only the despair of the Juggernaut and Wang Zhong's soul dance remained between the heaven and the earth.

Feiying Yutian Slash!

Cut~! ! ! ! ! ! ! !

At this time, Wang Zhong was completely immersed in the beauty of the combination of soul power circuit and combat skills. This is a wonderful fusion. Everything is so natural and smooth. Together with the sword in his hand, every movement , Every breath, and even every flow of soul power are incomparable, the right time, place and people are in harmony!

bass!

Hidden among the countless dazzling phantoms, a flash of brilliance flashed silently.

The sword stops.

Excalibur was bloodthirsty, making a buzzing sound, while the invincible sword master was completely frozen, his eyes were full of unbelievable horror, his mouth was wide open but he couldn't make any sound, followed by a slight movement of his neck. Slippery, 'gululu', the head rolled down slightly, and the incision was as smooth as the surface of water.

For Anrici, he has finally made a contribution to the divine sword that has been uncontrollable - the sacrifice.

When the powerful enemy fell, Wang Zhong also sat down on the ground softly, with the sword stuck in front of his eyes, he gasped heavily, and his heartbeat suddenly accelerated at this moment.

God, he actually did it, defeated a sword master, a heavenly soul, he really did it!

Rao Wang Zhong, who has always been very cheerful, couldn't help but screamed up to the sky, expressing the frustration in his heart to his heart's content. Since entering the Holy Land, all kinds of suppression, not only the change of the pattern, the important thing is that he has been wandering outside the Holy Land physique, Doing non-mainstream practice, and the results of the battle have verified everything.

He couldn't help stretching out his hand and pinching it, looking at his fist, although he felt a little weak in the right hand that was pinching the fist after relaxing, but all the things in this battle were penetrated at this moment, like Fu Ling's heart, the whole At this time, people's vision suddenly reaches a certain level of epiphany, and everything suddenly becomes clear.

In the soul-casting period, the control power of the body exceeds the strength of the soul power, so it can be manipulated freely and can be displayed to the fullest.

Entering the heroic soul stage, the strength of the soul power far exceeds the body's ability to bear, and it is difficult to control. It is the pursuit of a so-called "return to nature", which means that seeing mountains is not a mountain.

And now, he has established a brand new system through the soul power circuit, breaking the barriers of the heroic soul period for hundreds of years, so to speak, the mountain is still the mountain.

On the path of human cultivation, although the Heroic Soul stage is a small realm, it is also an extremely important part of the connection between the past and the future. Wang Zhong has blazed his own path!

At this time, Simba returned to his original shape with a bang, and sat on Wang Zhong's face with his buttocks, and twisted it on purpose. If there is any poop, Simba doesn't mind giving it a free meal.

Wang Zhong was feeling the joy, and slapped it away, but Simba hadn't recovered from the thrilling battle just now. Wang Zhong seemed to have won easily, but in fact, how dangerous it was, I'm afraid only Simba I just found out, as for that guy, does that guy have a sense of crisis?

"Old Wang, let's have a discussion!" Simba was afraid: "Can you stop risking your life like this in the future? Will it work? You only have one life, you think you are a cat!"

Wang Zhong ignored it, exhaled heavily, looked up at the sky, and laughed loudly.

In the third realm of epiphany, he understands that his soul power circuit is no longer just a functional skill, but a complete system! A true system or genre created by Heroic Soul, the only one in the world!

How comfortable and exhilarating it is that I have really walked out of my own path!

What happened after CHF changed him too much. Many people may not understand the reason why he chose to keep a low profile in the Holy Land. He is clearly capable, so why not show off to win more resources? That's because he knows that he is not safe even in the holy city. Although the top ten families are just other people's lackeys in the holy city, it is really easy to pinch him to death. He is just an ordinary newcomer and can't be too showy, CHF Isn't the lesson of what happened after that not enough? Once the top ten families feel the threat from him, and he doesn't have enough strong self-protection ability, it will be his death!

As Lao Zhang said, in the holy city, if you don't have enough strength, it's best not to make it public, especially if you still have enemies, it's courting death.

Originally thought that this kind of forbearance would at least have to wait until he arrived at the Heavenly Soul to break it, but now, Wang Zhong feels different. The establishment of the circuit system not only has strength, but also has capital. For the Holy Land, he is not there. Nothing!

"Hey, hey, hey," Simba was so angry that he flew back and forth in front of Wang Zhong's eyes, this guy actually ignored him, is he crazy, and kept giggling there: "Did you hear what I said, let me tell you Oh, you absolutely can't risk your life like this again, there are old and young, and there are young..."

"Stop rambling." Wang Zhong grabbed it and laughed loudly, as if he had finally vented his anger: "My fate is up to me!"

(Lao Wang has finally stood up, friends, please ask for a monthly ticket to encourage, thank you!)