Chapter Twenty-Nine: The Battle (II)
"Boom"
The ground shook slightly.
At the eye of the life and death enchantment array, Takahashi Sunset, who closed his eyes and presided over the enchantment, paused and raised his head: "Huh." β
In the dark night, Wang Yang, who was wrapped in a cloud of shimmering light, burst out of the earth with a soaring momentum.
Fixing his body in the air, Wang Yang gasped slightly: "I didn't expect to be forced out of the Realm King Fist so quickly, this time the opponent is very interesting." β
The Realm King Fist, which fused the spirit and vitality, suddenly became active with the original stagnant qi induction, and although it still couldn't break through the enchantment, it could already spread out a space of thirty meters.
"Come and don't be rude, now it's my turn." Wang Yang gathered his hands on his waist and urged a qigong wave that was twice the maximum vitality, and his expression was excited: "Takahashi Sunset, see if your enchantment can catch the shock wave of my Realm King Fist several times." β
A huge blue meteor with a diameter of two meters poured down from the sky.
Takahashi Sunset's brows furrowed, the speed of the seal on his hands was almost invisible, and the spells in his mouth were repeated.
The ripples of water that had been fluctuating in the barrier suddenly changed direction, and the entire barrier began to rotate faster, and the chirping sound became a hiss like the wind passing through the wilderness.
The shockwave fell, and instead of exploding, it disappeared into oblivion in the rotating barrier.
Wang Yang couldn't believe his eyes: "How is this possible? β
- That's a shockwave of 400,000 combat points.
I suddenly remembered the mantra "The cycle of life and death, and the withering of all things" during the Takahashi Sunset Enchantment, is it energy transformation?
ββThe mysterious five elements of yin and yang, the powerful oriental cultivation.
In addition to being shocked, Wang Yang suddenly had a little doubt, if he had the opportunity to do it again, would he still choose Saiyan?
- Yes!
Another voice in my heart suddenly sounded.
- Absolutely.
This is immediately after Wang Yang's own heart.
The heart of the strong does not care about the path. The first voice continued.
The path of the strong will only focus on the heart. This is Wang Yang's own heart.
The two voices gradually merged: I am God on my way.
Wang Yang suddenly laughed.
- Make the enemy stronger!
- Let me see how strong my heart is!
Wang Yang no longer stayed in the air. He retracted his Void Dance and fell back to the ground.
Since the enemy can't fight in the air, I'll use what they're good at to win.
After the night, Takahashi Sunset's face suddenly flashed with respect: "Sure enough, you are a real martial artist, I am looking forward more and more to what kind of Seven Poison God you will achieve me." β
The battle resumed.
At this moment, the water pattern turned again, and the already misty night became more blurred, and the figures of the four gods were scattered with the water pattern, Zi, Chou, Yin, Mao, Chen, Si, Wu, Wei, Shen, You, Cheng, Hai, and Gen, Xun, Kun, Qian, and other directions seemed to appear, and then disappeared (the direction of the Yin and Yang family is: Zi Zheng North, Chou North North East, Gen North East. Yin northeast east, Mao is east. Chendongnan, Xunnandong, Sinannannandong, Wuzheng South, Wei Nannanxi, Kunnanxi, Shen Nanxi, Youzheng Xiwu Northwest West, Qianbei West, Haibei North West).
The enchantment of life and death has been fully activated.
In the misty night, a burst of singing came slowly.
Winter clothes and day by day,
Affection and strength;
Helpless to fall into the situation,
Mistrust people for life;
Morning and twilight tears,
But be happy;
In this life, I am helpless,
Do ghosts and hate;
In the song, a plain white woman walks alone.
She walked barefoot alone in the woods late at night.
Old trees such as laurel, horse chestnut, cedar and cypress grow as if they were intentionally crowded. Under the large trees are overgrown with weeds, sheep's teeth and moss cover the rocks.
The woman's gentle, white bare feet tread over moss, weeds, rocks, roots, and dirt. Her bare feet and arms, whiter than her clothes, fluttered in the night.
From the treetops overhead, the moonlight poured down, like a ghostly fire, swaying on the woman's hair, shoulders, and back.
The woman's hair was unkempt and draped over her face and neck, hanging down to the ground so that her face could not be seen.
Such a poignant view, such an intoxicating music.
What is hidden in it is endless killing intent and coldness.
The desperation of the blood hunt is coming.
Her singing voice is really as legendary, poignant and moving.
Wang Yang listened quietly for a moment, and shook his head at her: "The sound of heaven, but it's still in vain." β
Just like the truth that the Wu clan has never been afraid of spiritual attacks, the Realm King Fist condenses the spirit and the body into one, and the mind is one, in order to break the Dao, even the curse of his real name can only affect him for a short moment, although the sound skill of the blood hunt is formless and formless, but in front of Wang Yang, he wants to attack the soul from outside the body, but he is helpless.
The water pattern in front of the blood hunt rolled and turned, and the blood hunt with white clothes and long hair like a waterfall dissipated strangely.
"That's not right." A premonition of extreme danger suddenly exploded in Wang Yang's qi induction.
Before he could turn around, the space where he was standing suddenly darkened, and his whole body was tightly bound.
The long hair of the blood hunter that suddenly appeared behind him flew all over the sky, stretching, spreading, and winding wantonly in the night sky, turning Wang Yang into a mummy with black silk in the blink of an eye. Not only that, Wang Yang's physical strength when using the Double Realm King Fist can be comparable to the Edman alloy in the X-Men, even the Gauss ion sniper rifle at zero point can't shoot through, but this looks like black and flowing watery long hair, which actually slowly cuts the skin and enters the texture.
But that's just the beginning.
Taking advantage of Wang Yang's temporary loss of mobility, Yin Zhimu escaped from the ground again, grabbed Wang Yang's feet tightly, and Jin Xing's hairline dyed in the blood hunt drilled out, and instantly submerged into Wang Yang's chest.
The pain that erupted from the soul, the numbness of being taken away, and the coldness that could freeze the qi burst out in the body at the same time for a while, making Wang Yang faint almost instantly; The blackening of his eyes, the almost silence in his ears, and the blurring of consciousness are not what it feels like to fight a hunter hand-to-hand in Resident Evil? The difference is that the sense of dying is very clear.
As soon as the enchantment of life and death turned, Wang Yang was on the verge of life and death.
- What a life and death barrier.
- What a Takahashi sunset.
"Quadruple Realm King Fist!!"
There was another shock in the field.
The rippled water streaks in the barrier bulged outwards as if they were suddenly inflated, and then resumed their fluctuations.
The long hair of the blood hunt was scattered, the eyes of Yin sank to the ground, and the gold line dye disappeared.
Wang Yang, who was covered in blood all over his body, covered his chest with his right hand, and his left leg was half kneeling, surrounded by the ground that was swept three meters down by the Quadruple Realm King Fist.
Wang Yang gasped for breath, only feeling that his lungs were tightly blocked by something, and he desperately opened his mouth wide, but he could barely breathe in a little air.
In mid-air, Jin Xing Ran showed his figure, swimming happily in the night breeze, and in the rich musk smell, Gu Pan's affectionate eyes were exciting. She glanced at Wang Yang with a pair of danfeng eyes, and the clove tongue stretched out, and licked her cherry lips lightly: "It's really delicious!" The soul of an adult. β
Wang Yang didn't raise his head, flicked his fingers, and a burst of energy broke through the air, directly grabbing the heart of Jin Xing's eyebrows.
Jin Xingran said "oops", his figure dispersed in the fluctuations of the water ripples, and Wang Yang's strength was empty.
At the same time, the water pattern behind Wang Yang turned, and Yan Tong's huge body appeared, and before Wang Yang could withdraw his fingers, the two giant palms hugged together and smashed down on his head.
It's too late to dodge. Wang Yang's body is slightly sideways, and his right arm is crossed.
The fists and arms touched each other, silently, but the ground under Wang Yang's feet suddenly cracked like a spider's web, and the huge crack stretched into the night thirty meters away.
Wang Yang's seven orifices were hung with a wisp of blood at the same time. My muscles and bones were sore, and I couldn't get up for a while.
- Yan Tong's strength has increased again, is it a bonus to the enchantment of life and death?
Yan Tong retracted his fist, exhaled, and a turquoise ghost flame erupted, turning into a huge stream of burning fire, and pounced on Wang Yang, who was temporarily unable to move.