At the moment when the fists and blades intersected, Zongtian's left hand also slipped out from behind him, and the black blade in that hand drew a perfect arc, and went straight to Chonghachi's lower abdomen.

Zongtian has two hands, and Chongba naturally has it, and in the face of Zongtian's tricky attack, Chongba's left hand directly grasped the sharp blade.

"This feeling is familiar to me, it's death, right?"

Naturally, the power of life on the black blade was not the power of life, but in the face of his gradually crumbling left hand, Chonghachi actually took a deep breath of the taste on the blade first.

Although Zongtian's attack was thwarted at this time, the advantage in injuries was obvious. But that's just the opinion of a bystander.,In the face of Chongba's actions that can be called perverted.,At this time, Zongtian's heart couldn't help but become empty.。

It seems that he didn't intend to give Zongtian a chance to be weak at all, and at this time, Chongba used his own flesh and blood to directly throw Zongtian's blades to both sides, and then a series of quick attacks made Zongtian fall into a situation where he could only defend.

With another loud bang, the flesh and blood were frozen with Zongtian's twin blades again, and Chongba's fierce gaze also met Zongtian's eyes.

"What? Is that all there is to it? ”

"That's it."

As if thinking of something, Zongtian repeated the word in a low voice.

Before the words fell, a large amount of dead air immediately erupted from the black blade of the sky. It's like the previous defense, but at this time, it was two people who were wrapped in dead air.

As before, the dead qi condensed into a sphere, but the slightest ripple kept fluctuating on the surface of the sphere. The ripples weren't noticeable at first, but slowly they started to surge, and now the sphere seemed to be filled with boiling liquid.

The rich dead air finally exploded, and there was also a longitudinal sky and a somewhat embarrassed heavy eight in it. Although his body was full of heavy injuries, Chongba was still standing, and I don't know if it was an illusion, Chongba's originally thin body was actually taller.

"That's a bit of a stretch." Chongba's words seemed to be strong, but Zongtian didn't find any weakness in his tone, and he could only continue to wait in the face of this.

Jupachi's appearance at this time was really a little miserable, but his broken body was like his hand, and it was quickly recovering. No, that's not just recovery, at this time, Shigehachi's figure has obviously swelled in a circle, and even his hands have turned into sharp claws.

This time, the first to make a move was Chonghachi, although his injuries had not yet recovered, but his claws collided with the sound of gold and iron on the short knife in the sky.

"That's what I'm talking about, so with so many weapons, do you still think you have a chance of winning?"

Faced with such a problem, Zongtian can only choose to remain silent. It's just that in his eyes, what is difficult to deal with is not the abrupt claws, but the madness and enjoyment in the eyes of Chongba.

At this time, Zongtian was really messed up, although he did bring it up by himself before to gamble on his life, but it was only at this time that he realized that he was really likely to die.

Although there is still naivety, the past experience has given Zongtian the strength to force himself. At this time, he did not tremble with fear, because he knew that it was more urgent to think about how to live than to worry about death.

In such a fierce battle, calmness will bring miracles, and in a series of fast attacks, the two also fought a little equally.

It's just that Zongtian's perfect performance has stimulated Chongba's potential, looking at the other party's already distorted expression, Zongtian always feels that he is not a human being when he fights, it seems to be some kind of violent beast.

Zongtian, who was already a little invincible, slowly fell behind at this time. And at this time, a small mistake by him allowed Shigehachi's claws to break through his defenses.

Seeing that Zongtian was about to be splashed with blood on the spot, a fireball suddenly appeared in front of Chongba, and a burst of wind made the fireball directly smash into his face.

Although Chonghachi didn't get too hard a blow at this time, that move did force him back.

"Phew, what is this?"

The fireball is naturally an insignificant magic, and the strange thing is that Zongtian still has the strength to do such a thing.

"It's just a unique way to fight."

Although he said it lightly, in the spiritual world, Zongtian kept praising the soul.

"Why don't you think about it this time, is it yourself who is fighting?"

Although the situation is really urgent, Zongtian's appearance also made the soul maker say some cool words, but without Zongtian answering anything, the reality of the situation has already made the soul maker shut up.

"Although anyone can have the secret of the battle, the feeling of the attack just now is like coming from another person."

In the face of such words, Zong Tian couldn't help but get nervous, and at this time he could only forcibly refute it.

"My attack is like another person? And what about your attack? It doesn't seem like a human at all, does it? ”

"Not really." Jupachi looked at his claws, "Of course not, after all, I'm a demon." ”

Such a happy admission was obviously unexpected, but Juhachi looked completely indifferent.

"But you can keep your own secret, after all, your secret prolongs my happiness."

The smile returned to Jupachi's face, and Zongtian naturally understood that he was referring to the battle that could continue.

Since they were enjoying the battle, Chonghachi naturally wouldn't let Zongtian rest for too long, and in another conflict, because of the existence of soul creation, the two were on a par.

It's just that under Chongba's almost lifeless attack, the injury still appeared on Zongtian's body, and the appearance of cutting through the flesh and splashing blood also greatly stimulated Chongbachi. The gore seemed to be born to please him, and Juhachi became more and more forgetful.

Although Chonghachi at this time completely injured the enemy by 1,000 and injured 10,000, Zongtian did not have his almost perverted recovery power, and Chongba's physical strength seemed to be endless.

The battle seemed to deteriorate again, and Zongtian's brain was also running rapidly. It seemed that the only hope was the gun that Cheng Fang gave him, but at this time, he didn't have time to pull out the heavy spear. He can only create opportunities on his own, even if it is to do something as crazy as Jupachi.

Just now he repelled a round of attack from Chonghachi, but the man who was like a beast immediately pounced again, and in the face of that sharp claw, Zongtian naturally raised his blade.

However, things have changed after all, and the forces that could have been countered are completely one-sided at this time. Facing Zongtian's blade that came out of his hand, Chongba couldn't help but be stunned, and it was this short gap that Zongtian's fist was also suddenly swung, and that fist was still wrapped in a very mixed soul energy.

Zongtian's behavior at this time can only be said to be gambling, for the power of this punch, he activated all the sword patterns in his arm regardless of it, and the consequence was such a mixed and dangerous chaos.

The fist that hit the face directly on the side of the heavy eight was like a cannonball that had been triggered. The explosion, erosion, and strange chaos immediately made the side face of Jupachi unrecognizable, but at this time, it was Zentian's right hand that was injured.

Taking advantage of the heavy blow that the other party had just received, Zongtian endured the sharp pain on his right hand, and directly rolled to the side of the gun. Although he had worked hard to learn some marksmanship before, he could only clumsily raise the spear with his left hand at this time.

It wasn't even as good as the tricks in the previous experiment, but Zongtian successfully stabbed the weapon into Chongba's body, and the weapon that was already full of soul energy also exploded violently at this time.

Just like during the experiment, Wind and Fire scrambled to escape from the sword pattern, but at this time, the power was more than doubled compared to before.

Although the power was far greater than before, Zongtian still held the spear, and the second round of attacks was directly launched at this time.

Unlike the first explosion, this attack seems to be described as gentle.

The spear fell off as if it had molted, and the body of the spear that slipped off turned into extremely fine smoke and dust. Under the flutter of the breeze, the smoke and dust sprinkled down like a drizzle, and Juhachi's body was already badly damaged.

At this time, only Zongtian, who is a user, will know what is going on. The smoke and dust that seem to fall off are actually extremely thin wires, and among his students, that is, there is the paranoid Yingning, who can make such a perverted extreme.

Under the breeze, the metal drizzle was completely a rushing Yama, after all, every drop of rain was a sharp attack. And the heavy eight who fell in the rain actually had a hairy feeling. In the face of this terrible scene, Zong Tian really didn't dare to imagine the pain.

Although he couldn't bear it in his heart, Zongtian continued to launch the offensive of the gun, and the already slender body of the gun seemed to indicate that it was already the final offensive.

With the input of the Heavenly Soul, frost actually formed on the slender spear. It's just that when the cold has begun to hurt Zongtian, he still hasn't let go, because he is familiar with the weapon and knows that the sword pattern at this time has no trace of activation.

At this time, the two of them seemed to be racing against time, Zong Tian endured the pain of frostbite, kept transmitting soul energy, and felt a premonition of what was heavy, and he was desperate to escape from Zong Tian's attack.

It's just that the injuries he suffered before were too serious, and until he let go of his hand like a relief, Jupachi still didn't let his body get out of the gun.

At this time, the cold qi released by the sword pattern was not at all comparable to what it was just now, and Chonghachi's body was frozen in it in an instant.