Chapter 896: A Jedi Strikes Back Deep Underground
The more scarred it is, the more its combat power rises, and it can still block the chaotic burial of the bloodbath guards, and soon loses its original utility. After stimulating a monster that was even more difficult to deal with than before, it was completely ignored by the other party: the surface of the flesh and blood was blurred, and layers of extremely hard blood shackles were condensed, even if the wind howled in the chaotic wind burial, it was impossible to break through the seemingly fragile blood shackles for half a step, in vain. He could only let the Bloodbath Guardian fly through the area of the Storm Grave and attack his target.
It was as if a blood-red monster had broken through the blockade of the wind in a simple and rude way, and even stirred up the flow of the wind in the entire chaotic wind burial area, and gradually lost its power, but it disdained it and rushed to the front of the wind and dust.
Like the dry mud, from the surface of the blood bath guard's body, one after another, when the knife of the wind and dust slashed steadily on the fist, the powerful impact generated by the blow, shattered all the layers of blood shackles, he couldn't help but be horrified to find: the flesh and blood hidden under the blood shackles, but I don't know when, has become a slightly immature flesh, and it is not far from full recovery.
The momentary loss of consciousness caused the wind and dust to fly upside down, but it did not mean that the battle was suspended: this situation had long been expected, and on the way to fly upside down, a strong wind had quietly blown around him, helping the wind and dust to weaken the effect of being knocked away by the mysterious force, and at the same time, he was secretly condensing spiritual power: he planned to surprise the blood bath guards as soon as he landed. It's just a pity, what Fengchen didn't expect was that when he was still gathering strength, a red light flashed in front of him, and the blood bath guards had arrived.
Flesh and blood, because of the excessive power of the explosion, in the continuous squeezing and condensation, gradually emitting a harsh sound, the blood bath guards the whole body, with the condensation of the demonic energy in the body, constantly turning red, but also emitting because of the blazing water.
The fist slammed out, grazing the space that had begun to distort because of the excessive force, bringing up the mottled spatial cracks at the same time, the majestic power of the flesh completely crushed it the moment it touched the Fuchen Knife.
It was as if a thunderclap on dry land shook the heavens and the earth, and at the same time, it also blasted the wind and dust into the depths of the ground.
The power control was so good that such a powerful attack, without much escaping impact, cracked the entire earth, and after just one blow fell, it continued to fall like a stone thrown into the sea, until it came to a depth of about a thousand meters underground, and then stopped. At the same time, he also clenched Fengchen's hands with the Fuchen Knife, and was paralyzed for a while, almost losing his weapon.
The back of the knife was directly pressed on the forehead of the wind and dust, and the white and flawless skin was directly crushed in a brutal way. Blood spilled out of it, flowing through the slightly frowning brows of the wind and dust, and the blood penetrated into the inside of the eyes, staining the already blood-red eyes with a richer blood, full of evil energy, embellishing the corners of the mouth inexplicably raised, and finally flowing into the mouth.
Dry, with a slight bitter taste, while feeling the taste of his own blood, Fengchen was also rejected by the mysterious force again because of his distraction: even though there was a solid ground behind him, he was still forced down hard under the rejection of this force, and the altitude was lowered by ten meters again. And the second punch of the blood bath guard was also struck out at the moment when he was squeezed out.
"Wrath, kill!" The wind blew in this narrow hole in the ground, sticking to the wall that was not too hard, and the closest thing was the soft wind, which would not destroy it, but only act as a buffer zone, so that the internal impact force would not break the entire wall, thus causing the power of the move to escape. A little further inward, the wind blows, and it must be so, otherwise, it will not be able to do the job that the wind and dust expect: suppress the raging fire in a narrow circle, and not a single thing is missed.
And in the end, in the hollow area in the center, the only thing that could appear in it, in addition to the blood bath guard, and the terrifying fist, was only the angry dust knife in Fengchen's hand, and the surging fire that was compressed on the tip of the angry dust knife, and as the total amount was accumulated to the extreme, it was finally transformed into a deadly blade by the surging fire that erupted from the tip of the knife.
The Dark Fire and the Blood Fist collided together, and at the moment of the confrontation, the surging Dark Fire, with almost no suspense, was pressed back to within two meters directly from five meters away by the violent Blood Fist, and it was still compressing downward at a speed visible to the naked eye: according to this trend, it seemed that it was only a matter of time before it was suppressed in front of the wind and dust. However, before the Blood Bath Guards could continue to move forward one meter, the Blood Fist, which had an absolute advantage, gradually began to feel that something was wrong: the resistance of the Hellfire seemed to be getting bigger and bigger.
Collided, overflowed, hit the surface of the wall, and was blown back by the wind, and under the manipulation of the wind and dust, it rushed up again.
And those who didn't have time to manipulate it, and they didn't waste it, all of them were absorbed back by the Fury Dust Knife, and once again sprayed out from the tip of the knife, forming a perfect circuit. However, these are not the reasons why the blood bath guards feel that the resistance has become stronger. What really affects the power of the Wrath is actually the space that is constantly compressed: from five meters at the beginning, to less than one meter at the moment.
The longer the distance, the wider the range that the wind and dust spiritual power needs to control, even if it is done to the extreme, it is only to ensure that the Stygian Fire Fury will not break down the wall, and it cannot really raise the power of the Stygian Fire Fury to the strongest level. However, when the distance is only one-fifth of the original, it means that the spiritual power that originally needed to be divided into five major parts only needs to be concentrated on one part at this moment, so how strong will the protection of the wall be?
In the case of the same space, the spiritual power is getting stronger and stronger, which means that the protection of the wall is getting stronger and stronger, which means that the compression of the Hellfire is becoming more and more terrifying, and then it is transformed into an attack, with a stronger attack power than before. Although it is not as strong as that distance, it is directly increased to five times the original strength, but in comparison, it has at least two or three times the power, or even more.
The wall he was leaning on gradually cracked, and although he guarded the walls around him, Feng Chen still selectively gave up a direction in order to pursue stronger power, that is, behind him. Now, in the face of the collision of gradually warming forces, Fengchen himself may be able to support it, but the wall behind him, without any means to protect it, how can it work?
At the moment of shattering, he had long expected that there would be this moment of wind and dust, and with a slam kick under his feet, the whole person changed from leaning against the wall to stepping on the wall, holding the angry dust knife, and continued to resist the bloody fist attack from above. At the same time, in the case of the continuous cracking of the ground under his feet, he gradually bent his knees to accumulate strength, and finally, before the next land cracking, he concentrated all the wind power under his feet, and with the moment the land collapsed, he suddenly kicked it, and instead of retreating, he pressed the angry dust knife directly to the top.
With the sudden kick under his feet, the distance was instantly compressed to about half a meter, and the power of the Hellfire Fury was also increased by a few percent, from the original evenly matched, completely changed to suppress the blood fist of the blood bath guard, and completely pushed the opponent back.
But that's not enough: as the distance continues to grow, the power of the Flame will be greatly reduced. In order to avoid this from happening, Fengchen had to force himself at this time and divide a part of his mental power to greatly strengthen the wind pressure under his feet.
The wrath of the hell continued to gush, and the blade of killing was also dead on top of the blood fist, and the wind of wind and dust was still swirling on the walls of the narrow hole, so that those dark fires, not a little bit of waste, could all return to the dust of the wind and dust, or continue to attack the other party. It is in such a situation that the power of the Hellfire Fury Killing has been absolutely guaranteed. Otherwise, once all the surrounding walls collapse, the Hellfire will completely scatter and flee, and it will be even more difficult to condense such a terrifying power of Hellfire Fury.
Although the surging fire blocked his vision and could not see where the light was, Fengchen still sensed the distance between himself and the blood bath guards and the ground through the sensing of his divine sense: this is the homework that must be done, otherwise, the great advantage at this moment will be completely lost the moment he rushes out of the ground, and at that time, there must be corresponding measures, such as pursuing while he is victorious.
With this thought, after about ten seconds, Fengchen finally escorted the blood bath, and in this tough way, all the way to the surface of the earth. When the other party's figure was completely pushed out of the hole, it also meant that the wrath of the wrath would lose all restraints in the next second, the wind pressure under the feet of the wind and dust strengthened its power again, and at the same time, the knees bent and thrust together, and the strength of the flesh and the wind were perfectly fused together, and the furious dust knife was almost impossible, and it was sent forward the last half meter distance: "Get out of here!"
With a roar of wind and dust, the tip of the knife unbelievably touched the surface of the bloody fist, feeling the toughness of the skin At the same time, the terrifying impact contained in the wrath of the dark fire also completely crushed the blood bath guard at this moment: from a point on the fist, it penetrated into the entire body, paralyzing all the flesh and blood demonic qi at this moment, and the flesh was completely defeated.
At this moment, people can only see that with a surging pitch-black fountain, suddenly erupting from the depths of the earth, the pit that had been deliberately suppressed before, and no longer had any protective measures at this moment, finally collapsed directly because it could not withstand the aftermath of this dark fire, as if the volcano erupted, and the earth was directly lifted out of a huge arched crater, which was breathtaking.
At the top of the pitch-black fountain was the bloodbath guard who still hadn't mastered the control of his body: the last moment of wind and dust approached, the terrifying impact of the demon's fire and fury, directly crushed his entire body. If it weren't for the strength of the flesh, it would not be a question of uncontrollability, but of how many pieces could still be found: the force of the impact, which could crush almost everything.
"Damn, sure enough, I forced myself too much. This Nima, if it weren't for her, this kind of fighting method, wouldn't even think about it?" "On Fengchen's side, the situation is not much better, the overuse of spiritual power, and the impact of the Dark Fire Fury at that moment, the former is a real injury, and the latter Although there is still a problem with the attack and defender, but to achieve that kind of impact, even if Fengchen himself does not receive all the power, there is six or seven percent, it is always normal." Under ten percent, the blood bath guards are all crushed, even if there are only six or seven percent, in the case of physical strength far inferior to the other party, the wind and dust side, the end will only be worse than the other party.
The Blood Bath Guardian is temporarily unable to manipulate the body, but once time passes, it can still make a comeback with explosive combat power. But what about the wind and dust? No one can treat it in time, let alone recover by itself, I am afraid that the entire meridian can be shattered and become a complete waste.
"It's really timely, you guys, go and take that guy in, he's just like me now, he can't move. Noticing the approach of the breath, Fengchen breathed a sigh of relief in his heart and spoke. The person who came was none other than Bai Moyu, who was in a hurry and worried. And not far behind her, Yan Potian and the others were also walking, and it seemed that their battle had ended.
This is not an unacceptable thing, Fengchen has been blocked for so long, there are nine of them, nine to fight one, if they can't end the battle as soon as possible, it will be a bit too nonsense. Although the blood bath guards are very strong, they are not simple, even if there are slightly weaker ones, after opening the Infinite Sacred Domain, they can also resist one or two head-on, and with the battle, if they want to clean up a blood bath guard, it is actually very fast. Moreover, it will not be seriously injured like Fengchen at all.
"You don't have to work so hard, just pester him, you have to be reckless and make it like this. Bai Moyu said dissatisfied.
"Please, fight that guy, if you don't have this attitude, how can you fight? If you don't do your best, if you don't go crazy, I might be dead by now. Fengchen retorted. The moment he was beaten into the ground by the other party, he did have a trace of doubt, whether he would be directly beaten to death by the bloodbath guards, but now it seems that although he forced himself, the result was still good.
"Qing Lianyi and Shi Yu are doing over there, looking at your appearance, it seems that you don't need to help at all. Fengchen glanced at the other people around him, and he didn't have too worried expressions, and he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief in his heart: If nothing else, if something goes wrong with Qing Lianyi, whether it is for himself or for his mood, it is not a thing to be thankful about.
"People are better than you, and you don't want to be so nonsense just because you have a universal doctor. Bai Moyu said.