Regardless of the aggravation of the injury, while flying out upside down, Zicang roared, and his left wrist grabbed the hilt of the sword under the heavy clamp and twisted it violently, and the imperial soul once again flashed the sword and cut the heavy palm horizontally. Shen Chong's right hand was released, of course, it was not his kindness, and he slapped it with one palm, avoiding the half-moon-like horizontal cut of the imperial soul, and floated back.

Zicang's left hand was broken, the tiger's mouth was cracked, his palm was already covered with scarlet blood, his face did not fluctuate, and he threw the hilt of the Imperial Soul Sword into his right hand to catch it.

The two of them looked at the heavy eyes again, and they had long lost the ease and relaxation just now, how strong is this person's strength?

The long sword is inherently suitable for medium and long-range combat, and it is only when you play with the enemy that you will feel this way. Shen Zhong has never had this kind of awareness, or in other words, when he destroys the withering and decaying, it is the coming of the end of the enemy, the gods block and kill the gods, and the Buddhas block and kill the Buddhas!

He still didn't choose to attack hard, the range of the imperial soul attack was too large, this was not the immortal artifacts in ancient mythology that had psychic ability, so it not only couldn't be restrained when it opened and closed, but let the wolf who was playing on the side tie his hands and feet.

The range of the three-man battle has never been far from the bend of the road, and the energy that does not exist in real life is like a spatial turbulence, constantly affecting the trees and flowers on the roadside, and even the boulders on the mountain wall cannot be avoided. Although the Imperial Soul cannot fully exert its own advantages in this narrow area, after all, it is a thousand-year-old divine soldier in the legend of Dongying, not to mention sharpening iron like mud, and the breathtaking sword is sometimes like a snake and sometimes like a river pouring down.

Shen Zheng, who has always been distracted when fighting, can't help but think in his mind, a weapon that has been circulated in Dongying for nearly a thousand years is still like this, if one day I am lucky enough to be able to pay tribute to the ancient holy soldiers who have commanded the country for 5,000 years, what kind of scene should it be?

In this short period of time, the gravel road has been carved out by the Imperial Spirit hundreds of ravines as deep as feet, like a wrinkled mountain satellite map.

"Boom!" I don't know how many times the rapid and short crash sounded, and with the heaviness of one enemy and two enemies, they became more and more courageous the more they fought, without the slightest sign of exhaustion, which was jaw-dropping. A huge stone that was smashed down by him with his fist, the size was not less than half a meter, and the weight was not known geometrically, and he was kicked against it, and then it fell like a meteorite falling from the sky to the sky wolf, like a mountain and a sea!

Zicang pointed at the sky with a long sword, groaned softly in his mouth, and then his body suddenly flew into the air, and the two-meter imperial soul slashed towards the boulder furiously, and the sonorous sound resounded through the mountains and forests, and the boulder was divided into two by Zicang with a huge force like cutting tofu and flew to the ground on both sides.

Shen Chong's body was like a shadow, attached to the boulder, his left hand slapped Zicang's right hand, and after shaking the imperial soul, his right hand punched him in the chest without reservation, if it weren't for Zicang's quick reaction, this punch would be enough to shatter his internal organs!

Then Shen Zhong castrated unabated, and although the Sky Wolf was farther away from Shen Chong, it was half a beat slower than Zicang in terms of speed, and although it formed resistance, it seemed powerless under the heavy ghostly body. After resisting Shen Chong's palm with both hands, he was kicked in the abdomen by Shen Chong's heavy leg side, and then fell into the distance like a parabola, castrating more than ten meters!

Since the first round of the battle between the two parties, Shen Chong has never lost the upper hand, even if Zicang has the Divine Soldier Imperial Soul! The two of them were lying on the ground more than ten and a half meters apart, panting. Is this still a man? No, it's God!

"It's only been half an hour, and I thought you could surprise me! Have you ever seen someone fight for forty-eight hours in a row?"

Forty-eight hours? Not to mention seeing each other, it was simply unheard of! For the first time in their lives, a trace of despair crossed their hearts in the same way. The so-called rock-solid mentality of the strong is not that they don't have it, but when they see people of a completely different level, the feeling of being completely shattered is incomprehensible to ordinary people, or in other words, people who have never experienced it can't understand it.

Half an hour of ultra-high-intensity and ultra-dangerous battles, without any pause in between, this is already an unconventional battle of the strong for ordinary martial artists, and the forty-eight hours that Shen said are enough to change to someone who can really understand the meaning, I am afraid it is enough to be frightened! It turns out that there are really such demigods in this world!

Shen Chong took the initiative to talk to the two for the first time, which was considered to be a mercy to give them a chance to breathe, but I don't know if there is a better chance to see the sun tomorrow today. Looking around at the vertical and horizontal ravines around the road, the two laughed at themselves in their hearts, demigods... Aren't they demigods in the eyes of others? And he, the towering man in front of him, is a demigod among the "demigods". It seemed that at this moment, they were beginning to understand that in that conversation with the Sith, in addition to the depth of his eyes, there was also an occasional flash of fear!

Zicang looked at Shen Zhong indifferently, and said: "Your Excellency's strength is indeed very unattainable, we are indeed not your opponents, you don't need to say those cool words, if you want to kill us, you have to show some real skills!" Although he was unwilling, he had no grievances with Shen Chong himself, so he couldn't talk about any resentment. In their realm, life and death are important, but most of them are also very open, and that is often just a line of separation.

"True ability, some of you dare to step into the country of He, have you ever heard a sentence..."Shen Zheng's expression was solemn, he was born and then entered the WTO and then joined the army, and rarely came into contact with the outside world, so the edification received in the army, that trace of faith is particularly pure and clean.

Zicang's expression was calm, and he said indifferently: "Those who clearly offend my country will be punished even if they are far away." ”

Shen Chong suddenly grinned, revealing two rows of white teeth, just like the smile of death, "You are very sensible and conscious, so you won't feel too aggrieved when you die." ”

The military mountain sword that appeared at the beginning was originally deeply inserted into the boulder on the side of the mountain after the heavy sneak attack on the wolf, but at this moment, it inexplicably reappeared in his hand, "I really hope you can still have a life to go back, tell those who always like to covet us when they have nothing to do, don't think that you can provoke Heguo martial arts by learning a little trivial." ”

The royal soul, when casting, is tempered by thunder, with its thousand-year-old killing and warmth, it has achieved the power of the world, the sword is as clean as the moon, and the charm is natural. And the ordinary military mountain knife is like a layer of silver light wrapped in a layer of silver at this moment, hazy but holy. It soared into the air and suspended above Shen Zheng's right palm, Zicang and the Heavenly Wolf were shocked by this scene, Taoist thaumaturgy - Imperial Sword!