Chapter 175: Nine Shadows Blocking the Way
There was a strange light flashing out of the surrounding pupils, and the violent wind blades suddenly doubled in speed, and on top of the black light sword, a layer of illusory black sword shadow was suddenly shrouded, and its sword handle was like a hideous dragon head, and countless sharp sword momentum poured into the dragon's mouth, and the black sword shadow stretched more than twice as if it had been nourished, and the palpitating aura was hidden in it.
Airplanes!
The monstrous black sword, which had more than doubled, slashed out horizontally, and those riotous wind blades slammed into the black sword one after another like headless flies, and huge explosions rang out one after another, and the air was full of strong winds.
"How is that possible!"
The middle-aged man's pupils shrank, so many and so fast wind blades, as if they had all been seen through the trajectory of the attack, all shattered under that sword, he couldn't imagine how Zhou Fu did it, even he could only resist this move.
"I don't believe it!"
He roared angrily, his face full of disbelief, and the big knife that had been put down in his hand was raised high again.
"Wind Strike!"
Stormy wind blades burst out, encircling the surroundings once more.
"It's useless. โ
Zhou Fu's indifferent gaze seemed to have seen through everything, and the extended hideous black sword seemed to be huge, but in his hand, it was like dancing lightly, and it could always fall where it should go at the most timely time, and the countless wind blades could only do useless work, and could not break through the defense of the hideous black sword at all.
"How is that possible?"
One is a coincidence, and two times is not a coincidence, the middle-aged man's face is extremely ugly, that is to say, his strongest move was killed by Zhou Fu, although he didn't know why Zhou Fu could see through his move, but he understood that no matter how many times he used this martial art, he couldn't hurt Zhou Fu in the slightest.
"Retreat first. โ
This thought couldn't help but rise in his heart, and although he was angry in his heart, he was really helpless in the face of Zhou Fu, as if he would be restrained by Zhou Fu no matter what he did. But in the same way, although he can't help Zhou Fu, Zhou Fu can't help him either, just like at this time, although his Wind Breath Slash can't hurt Zhou Fu, but Zhou Fu wants to completely block the wind blade of the riot, it takes a certain amount of time, he can take advantage of this period of time to leave, and then find a way to deal with this guy in the future.
Although he may be punished by the aristocratic young man for returning in vain, as long as he tells all the strange things he learned from the battle with Zhou Fu, he will definitely be able to dissipate the noble young man's anger.
Thinking like this, the middle-aged man extracted the little spiritual power left in his body, and slashed the big knife in his hand for the last time.
"Wind Breath Slash, you can slowly block this move here!"
More wind blades shot out than the previous two times, so that it could be delayed for a longer time, and the middle-aged man glanced at Zhou Fu hatefully, and was about to turn and leave.
"It's annoying. โ
Zhou Fu glanced at the middle-aged man coldly, seemed to see through his thoughts, and said with some impatience.
Rumble!
A fiery aura erupted, and the middle-aged man's face instantly became terrifying.
He only saw a glass-colored flame flash in the air, and a pure and fiery aura shrouded the wind blades in the sky, and in just an instant, the powerful wind blades dissipated in mid-air.
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The middle-aged man's back was cold, and his heart was terrified, he didn't even know what was happening.
"In the next life, choose a good master. โ
The cold voice suddenly sounded in his ears, and the middle-aged man only heard a soft sound, and his chest was cold. His body suddenly stiffened, and he tried to move but couldn't move.
At some point, Zhou Fu was already standing in front of him, looking at his terrified eyes at a short distance, and the hideous black sword in Zhou Fu's hand penetrated his left chest, also penetrated his heart, and drilled out from behind him.
The middle-aged man looked at the back of Zhou Fu in a daze, there was even an afterimage of Zhou Fu, which was slowly disappearing, the speed of this blow was extremely fast, and it was the attack launched at the moment when he saw the glazed flame lose his mind.
"You"
His throat rolled slightly, and he only said this one word, the middle-aged man's eyes gradually darkened, he lowered his head, and the vitality in his body quickly dissipated.
"Let me exert so much effort, rest in peace. โ
It seemed to be a comforting language, but the voice was extremely indifferent, and Zhou repeatedly pulled out the long sword that pierced the middle-aged man's body, and the blood fell to the ground.
"Sure enough, the sword momentum has to cooperate with the sword martial soul, and only the sword martial soul can maximize the power of the sword momentum. โ
Zhou Bi looked at the illusory layer of hideous black sword above the black light sword, and couldn't help muttering.
Use the black light saber to use the sword momentum, although the sword momentum is strong, but Zhou Fu always feels that there is not enough fun, as if it is unable to exert the limit of the sword momentum, Zhou Fu knows that this is due to the level of the black light sword, after all, the black light saber is just a mortal weapon, the higher the level of the sword weapon, the more it can carry the power of the sword momentum, in the same way, the more powerful the sword momentum, the more powerful the sword weapon is needed to show it.
In the past, when he was in the first sword position, using the black light sword as a medium to cast, Zhou Fu did not have this feeling of not reaching the limit, but since comprehending the second sword position, Zhou Fu has already sensed that the black light sword can no longer meet his needs.
Although Zhou Fu now has the spirit weapon Qingfeng Sword in his hand, the spirit weapon is precious, and it is generally best not to take it out, otherwise it will cause trouble. Fortunately, the Soul Eater Dragon solved this problem for Zhou Fu, the Dragon Soul Sword transformed by the Soul Eater Dragon is a real sword martial soul, compared to the spirit weapon, it is a better choice for Zhou Fu, the spirit weapon is an external force after all, but the Dragon Soul Sword is a martial soul that is really closely connected to Zhou Fu, and the Dragon Soul Sword carries the second sword momentum, and the power is almost double that of the black light sword carrying the sword momentum.
The wind attribute martial soul on the middle-aged man's body was absorbed by the Chaos Qinglian, and Zhou Fu raised his head slightly, at this time, he was in a state of chaos, and he could easily sense that there were people coming from all directions towards his location.
Putting away the black lightsaber, Zhou Fu remained in a state of chaos, found a direction where no one was coming, and left the alley.
This time, the enemy is a strong man of the seventh order of the martial artist, and Zhou Fu has basically understood his strength through this battle, probably in the middle and upper reaches of the seventh order of the martial artist, of course, this is just a normal situation.
"It's not enough. โ
Zhou Fu said secretly in his heart, soon after the day of the battle between him and Zhao Pan, although Zhao Pan only had the realm of the sixth order of martial arts, he was able to defeat those disciples of the seventh order of martial arts and forcibly won the tenth place in the Sixiang National Academy, which was a real strength.
This time, in order to quickly solve the battle, Zhou Fu had to take out almost all his hole cards.
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Although he has a variety of ways to kill his opponent if he is given enough time, isn't this also a sign of lack of strength. Even the Pure World Glass Fire, which he had been deliberately hiding, was forced to use it this time, even if only for a moment.
Dealing with an ordinary or even weak martial artist of the seventh order, it is already like this, what will happen if it is against Zhao Pan. Zhou Fu didn't believe that Zhao Pan would stay where he was.
Thinking in his heart, Zhou Fu had quietly changed his clothes and walked towards the Sixiang National Courtyard.
Soon after Zhou Fu left, where the middle-aged man's body was, many figures came over รท book collection, and they were extremely stunned.
"Isn't this one of the people in charge of the Death Arena?"
Someone who had been to the death arena recognized the identity of the body, and everyone was shocked.
From the time they felt the fluctuation of the battle to the death of this person, the interval was extremely short, but this strong man of the seventh order of the martial artist was killed in this short period of time, could it be that the strong man of the martial spirit realm made a move? Why did he make a move on the person in the death arena?
When everyone was puzzled, a black shadow flickered, and it appeared in the center of everyone at some point, staring at the corpse of the middle-aged man on the ground.
Everyone's pupils shrank, and it wasn't until the black shadow reached their side and met their eyes that they realized that this person was silent like a ghost, so terrifying.
I saw this black shadow staring at the heart of the corpse, and repeatedly could detect the sword momentum that was about to dissipate, and there was a hint of thoughtfulness in his eyes.
Immediately, he stretched out his hand, and a white light fell on the corpse, and the corpse quickly annihilated and disappeared out of thin air.
"Martial Spirit Realm powerhouse!"
Everyone's hearts trembled suddenly, and they lowered their heads in awe, and they didn't dare to come out. This black shadow is a powerhouse in the Martial Spirit Realm, and they don't know why they want to destroy the corpse, they can only pretend that they haven't seen it, and they don't dare to reveal it in the future.
Immediately, the black shadow's body suddenly disappeared in place, and it only took a moment to leave the alley, glancing at the direction in the distance, which was the direction of the Sixiang National Courtyard.
His figure moved slightly, as if he was about to leave the place, but at this moment, the black shadow's gaze froze, and his body also stopped in place.
His pupils, shrouded in shadows, stared deadly ahead, and there was a figure not far away, quietly facing away from him, as if waiting for him.
Like a budding black lotus, the empty valley orchid, the legacy is independent.
She is like a dark princess, and like a queen from the nine shadows, which makes people yearn for but awe, as if no one can get close.
The black shadow's body was a little stiff, and just by looking at it, his heart was beating wildly, as if because of the beauty of this figure, or because this beauty was too dangerous.
"He doesn't need anyone else to take care of his business. โ
That peerless back slowly turned around, and his world-like face was reflected in the eyes of the black shadow, even his heart, which had no emotion for a long time, fluctuated slightly.
Such a woman is not like the world.
At this moment, the world-leaning woman slowly stepped out and came towards him.
The space seemed to solidify, the sense of crisis exploded in his heart, and the black shadows who had experienced countless lives and deaths did not have the slightest reason, his body turned into a pitch-black lightning, and a black dagger appeared in each of his hands, exuding a powerful aura, and they were all precious spiritual weapons.
Obviously, at this time, the Black Shadow will not have any reservations.
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