Chapter 115: Aerial Fire

Using Aya's body, although it was only at the level of a swordsman, it made the Great Demon grit his teeth, and several attacks did not achieve any results - even the defensive magic of that necklace was only activated once.

To call it a perfect being, the ultimate being, is an exaggeration.

In any case, Aya's body is not immortal, and it is impossible to freely transform into any animal or animal, grow wings, photosynthesize, or even become a rock life.

However, there is no doubt that this body is at a very high level in the infinite vastness of the world.

No, even a pure-blooded dragon would never be able to possess such great power if it was as small as a human.

High Elves?Those guys may have a great magical affinity and decent physical fitness, but how can they compare to this monstrous power?

Demon...... At least even the big magic Dika in front of him is far from it.

Although he didn't know what the body of a god or a demigod would be, Luo Ming believed that Aya's body was already approaching this level.

The vitality of an elephant, the physical strength that surpasses that of a bull, and the reserves of fighting qi that completely crush humans......

Not to mention human beings, even in the face of this body, the great magic Dika that is close to the legendary level, can feel a deep despair and powerlessness.

If it was just a head-on battle, Fadika was actually not at a disadvantage, after all, the strength of the two was a whole level apart, and the disadvantage of the challenge of skipping the level could largely offset the advantage of this body - no matter how strong the sword master is, he is a sword master after all.

However, when Luo Ming repelled the Fadica clone who descended into the world, the little dormant flame he sent out was not just used to locate and track this great demon.

The flame hibernated, the dark fire lurking, and it followed Fadica's spirit back to the lower realms—and finally back to it.

The battle with Fadika has been going on for more than ten minutes.

Luo Ming persistently seized every opportunity to make a killing move, and every step of the way, he created traps again and again to lure Fadica into the bait, but it still relied on its huge body and great strength to block or dodge these methods one by one.

Although he hasn't won Fadic for so long, Luo Ming's side is still quite strong, and he doesn't need to worry about it at all - and the other side is different.

Even if it didn't leave a deep scar on Fadicka's body, as long as each sword could scratch its skin, Luo Ming would try to inject a wisp of cangyan.

By now, there were already dozens of flames hovering under Fadicka's skin.

Seriously, in this short moment, coupled with the fact that the wound is not deep, there are not many cangyan that can be sent in, at best, it will be itchy for a long time after being bitten by a mosquito.

Even if you are bitten by dozens of mosquitoes, as long as you are not infected with diseases, then it will hardly affect your combat effectiveness, and it is simply a light injury.

Many people have experienced this experience: on days when there are more mosquitoes, sometimes they will not notice after being bitten for a long time. There are also people who have bites on their arms and calves, but when they are serious about doing something, they can temporarily block these itchy sensations.

For a warrior, this seems to be a useful ability - not to be distracted by a wound, or to withdraw his hands, tremble, or subconsciously withdraw from sudden pain.

However, in Luo Ming's view, this is actually a failure, which is very useful for cannon fodder, but it is a burden for the strong.

Unable to correctly perceive the environment in which they are located and perceive what kind of injuries they have...... Although you can fight without fear of pain, you can also accidentally fall into a crisis without even realizing it.

Master once taught Luo Ming that a true master will choose to endure pain, and extract as much information as possible from it, even knowing "the sharpness, speed, and strength of the blade that slashed him".

And those berserkers who drank too much anesthetic and were not afraid of death were, to put it bluntly, cheap and prolific cannon fodder.

Unfortunately, Fadicka chose this cannon fodder path, but this was a lucky thing for Luo Ming.

Fadika had shielded as much as possible from the tiny sword wounds and the pain of Cang Yan's burning on the surface of his body, so that he could concentrate on fighting Luo Ming with all his might.

This is exactly the choice that Luo Ming has spent a long time trying to induce it to make, a choice that seems wise, but is actually extremely stupid.

At this moment, Luo Ming's fingertips ignited a cloud of cangyan, and then dissipated out of thin air.

And in Fadicka's body, a little insignificant dark fire suddenly swelled as if it had suddenly received oxygen and fuel.

Relying on the resonance between Cang Yan, Luo Ming conveyed a piece of power to that dark fire, while he spent dozens of times his strength.

To be honest, this kind of thing is not unusual, and those so-called "Aerial Curse Killing" are actually similar principles - relying on some kind of connection in the underworld, the power is transmitted to the past. To use an analogy, it's like wireless charging technology.

It's also about how you make that connection—so cursing someone often involves using that person's hair, nails, or intimate clothing.

And Luo Ming's medium this time is extremely excellent, Cang Yan is originally unique to him, and he can use it as freely as an arm.

Although he himself had no experience in casting spells to curse others, he still relied on this unique condition, coupled with the spirit of not being afraid of wasting and preferring to spend dozens of times his strength, he successfully completed an air transmission power.

After that insignificant Cang Yan received this supply, it was like a ignited gunpowder - although the particles were small, that insignificant point could explode a spark!

Immediately afterward, it is the spark that can start a prairie fire!

The Great Demon, who had blocked most of the pain, didn't have time to notice it in the first place - by the time it did, it was already too late, and the power of Cangyan had been fully released!

If you don't want to be burned through by the flames in your body from the inside out, then you have to mobilize a lot of strength and pounce on it in one go to encircle and annihilate Cangyan.

But in this way, Fadica was too busy adjusting the strength within the group, and his body's movements were half a beat slower.

Luo Ming would never let go of such a good opportunity, shouted loudly, and once again entered the state of unity of body and sword.

"It's hard to know like yin, and it's like thunder!"

In the next moment, he had already appeared behind the Great Demon.

At that moment, he made a total of three swords.

The first sword, the body and sword together, penetrated the defense of the Great Demon's emergency deployment, and also slashed its arm.

The second sword, unpretentious but with the greatest effect, completely removed the Great Demon's arm and left a deep scar on its chest.

The third sword is the bloody must-kill in the elegance, the sword of the idle wind attacking the flowers.