72 The Monkey King
The blade exploded and fell with joy.
All the rings shattered at the sound of the sound.
Hou Yu knelt on one knee, his short hair standing upright by the arc electricity contained in the sword, and the black rod hung high above his head.
At the moment when he was happy to slash down with a sword, even if he was stronger than Hou Yu, he felt the pressure at that moment, which was something that had not happened to him for a long time.
"Being able to force me to show up, it seems that I underestimated you before, kid is good," Hou Yu stood up and moved his kneeling left leg, just connected with a sword, most of the strength was borne by his left leg, and it was also a big burden for him.
"The warm-up is over, boy, show your true strength," Hou Yu's hand holding the iron rod pressed down slightly, adjusting to the most comfortable position to grasp, and his legs suddenly exerted force, rushing towards happiness.
Facing Hou Yu, who no longer hides his figure, the pressure in his heart has been reduced, and his physical condition has been adjusted to the best.
Come on, the real competition, it's only now beginting.
The frustration that had been suppressed by the opponent just now was vented all of a sudden, and he was happy to raise his sword and run wildly again.
This time the goal was clear, Hou Yu, who had lost the ring array, had no expression, and he didn't know what he was thinking about in the face of the joy that was coming.
"As a qualified cultivator, you must always feel the response of the weapon with your heart, I know that your fighting style tends to open and close, but for the reaction of the heavenly shortage, your perception is still too weak, you must divide your mind to feel it more, so that you can find the combat style that is really suitable for you in the continuous combat experience. ”
The indomitable tip of the sword was blocked by a hard object, the iron rod was across Hou Yu's body, the point where the tip of the sword touched the iron rod was part of the black pattern of the rod body, and the dim lines flashed a red light, along the lines of the rod body down to the end of the rod, and the seemingly light and fluttering sword point was like a thousand jun on the iron rod, Hou Yu took two steps back in a row, and his arms shook violently, unloading the huge force exerted by the spirit sword on the rod.
The iron rod that regained his freedom was relieved, and Hou Yu's left arm swept across with the rod, and the body of the rod more than two meters long formed a black fan in front of Xingxing.
Xingxing's body hovering in the air still remained forward, completely ignoring the sweep of the iron rod, and the tip of the sword stabbed steadily and directly, aiming at Hou Yu's left chest.
The rod swept in front of him, and there was nothing.
Hou Yu, who should have been surprised, didn't react, as if he could predict the direction of happiness in advance, the iron rod stretched two inches to the left side of his spine, and his body started violently and rushed forward.
It looked like an attack, but it was empty.
Happy suddenly appeared behind Hou Yu, still keeping his sword flat and stabbing straight, he started earlier than Hou Yu, so even if Hou Yu's speed was amazing, at such a close distance, it was obviously unrealistic to want to escape the opponent's attack immediately.
Ding!
Unlike the first contact between the tip of the sword and the body of the club, this collision still looks tepid, without a trace of pyrotechnics, but for Hou Yu, the feeling is very different.
When the first sword stabbed on the iron rod, Hou Yu had already sensed the happy movement, although the shadow in front of him was very real, so real that the eyes full of murderous intent were stuck in the air, and the direct swing of the iron rod was just to verify his thoughts, and sure enough, what was in front of him was only an afterimage.
Hou Yu made a quick decision, and he needed to quickly judge the position he was happy to defend against his next attack.
Countless life and death tests tempered his perverted perception of danger and found the happy position for the first time, and he made a defensive posture while trying to escape from that fatal position, but his basic judgment of the combat power of the new Chosen Will Heir was still at least two levels lower.
The pattern of the rod body could not resist another touch for him in a short period of time, and in such a situation, Hou Yu had no choice but to use his maximum speed to alleviate the damage caused by this blow to his body.
The tip of the sword was on the iron rod, like a heavy hammer hitting a bell, and Hou Yu's mouthful of blood spurted out uncontrollably, and there were blood stains on the placket.
I was happy that I had succeeded in the blow, and I wanted to take advantage of the victory to pursue, and just wanted to continue to get closer, but the admonition of the spirit of the words sounded in my ears in time.
Shooting with anger magnifies the power of the spirit sword to a certain extent, but you must know in your heart that all the forces that cannot be freely controlled are illusory, and if you want to become stronger, you must be down-to-earth, that is, now, adjusting your mood and winning is not the goal, the purpose is to feel the control of power and the reaction given by the spirit sword in battle.
The joy that followed suddenly stopped, and Tian Que took off his hand and suspended on the left side of his body, at eyebrow level.
Close your eyes, adjust your breathing, and try to keep your breath in line with the spirit sword's feedback.
The ferocious momentum that enveloped Hou Yu quickly decreased, Hou Yu gradually stopped his body and turned to look, only to see that the happiness at the moment was slightly floating in the air, and the whole person seemed to be fused between heaven and earth, and the original strong vital signs became more and more nihilistic over time, which does not mean that happiness fell into life and death, but in a kind of communication and integration of the most original power of the human body and the human world, Hou Yu had a palpitation for no reason, and the violent heartbeat hit his chest violently, if Happy can freely enter the current state, as long as his speed is fast enough, then he will gain the ability to hide his body at will。
Although the same effect can be achieved by relying on the ring array, there are many limitations to this ability, such as space, such as the control of the ring array, although Hou Yu's cultivation method is almost cruel to himself, but controlling eight rings at the same time has reached the limit.
Thinking that the ability he had worked so hard to cultivate was as simple as picking up things in front of the young man in front of him, Hou Yu's heart was filled with a sense of unwillingness and a faint sourness.
The iron rod lines in the palm of his hand began to flow, Hou Yu lifted all his breath, and ran towards Xing Xing with twice the speed of his previous escape, but Tian Que was like an unpredictable prophet, and he took the initiative to move in front of Gao Xing invisibly, and the tip of the sword pointed directly at Hou Yu and shot out.
A drop of sweat from Hou Yu's forehead, down the side of his face, down his chin, and down to the ground.
Hou Yu's eyes bulged violently, and the whites of his eyes were slashed by the incomparable sharp momentum of the spirit sword.
The spirit sword in front of him emitted a golden cold light as if it had been in the hand of the young man before, as if it had given birth to its own spiritual intelligence, and in the face of the enemy in front of it, the spirit sword still wanted to move forward.
But an invisible barrier in front of him blocked the forward movement of the spirit sword, and Hou Yu's attack just now was also blocked by this layer of barrier, Hou Yu tried to break through it quickly, but at the same time as he tried to impact, the barrier not only ate all the huge impact force he started at full speed, but also gave him a relatively very gentle recoil force to bounce him back.
At the moment when he was ejected, Hou Yu knew that he couldn't help this barrier at all, and even if he showed his true body, it might take a lot of effort to break it.
And the spirit sword in front of him, although it was blocked by the barrier, but the tip of the sword was still like a high-speed flying, and there was a sticky and long-term friction with the barrier, the splashing scripture energy was entangled with the barrier, the distorted space was torn into countless folds, the spirit sword was full of stamina, and the barrier was gradually pushed out of an exaggerated sharp shape.
It was only a matter of time before the barrier was broken, and Hou Yu actually had a trace of cowardice in his heart.
Holding the iron rod tightly with both hands, Hou Yu's brows were furrowed, and his heart struggled infinitely, as if he had made a decision from the boss in his heart, and the figure holding the rod suddenly trembled.
Stop it!
In a calm and incomparably calm state of mind, he was happy to feel Tianque's fierce killing intent, and he subconsciously stretched out his left hand, wanting to stop Tianque from continuing to move forward.
After a symbolic struggle, the spirit sword's body shook and gradually regained its composure.
Xing Xing was also surprised in his heart, at this moment, the communication between himself and the spirit sword seemed to not need any medium, and he had truly achieved a heart-to-heart connection.
Come back!
Happy to call the shots tentatively again.
The spirit sword was extremely well-behaved at the moment, the sword body was like lightning, and in the next second, it had been suspended again in front of its own left, and its sharp qi was exhausted, and it looked extremely gentle.
Very good, this state is called unity, and remembering how you feel at this moment will be of great benefit to you and the cultivation of the Spirit Sword.
Happy eyes gradually opened, and his feet returned to the ground.
Clenched his fists slightly, all kinds of uncomfortable feelings in the body during the battle were swept away, and the abundant scripture energy stayed at will with the grasp and opening of the fist, and the whole body exuded an indescribable warm and comfortable feeling.
happily raised his eyes to look at Hou Yu not far away, and the state of the two seemed to have been reversed at this moment.
After a short period of staring at each other, Hou Yu closed his eyes and lowered his head, his legs were straight, his body stopped trembling, his hands were folded in front of him, and the iron rod was lying freely in the crooks of his arms, and he didn't know what he was saying.