Chapter 136: Another Self
With a terrible roar, the wind knives slashed at the vital points of Seinfeld's upper body.
In the void, there was the sound of eating and drinking, which was the sound of space being cut at great speed, and these businesses broke into people's ear drums, which sounded very harsh and frightening.
The current wind knife is very dense, so to speak, it can be said that the vital points of Seinfeld's upper body are all shrouded, as long as he is not careful, he may fall into the path and fall into a situation from which he will never recover.
"Humph!"
Seinfeld snorted coldly, although these wind knives were extremely sharp and weird, but he didn't take them to heart, there was an invincible belief in his heart, as for the obstacles he was encountering so far, it was just a small hurdle for him.
"It's ridiculous, it's ridiculous to want to stop me. ”
Seinfeld shook his head, he didn't dodge, let alone Ping Tianbu, on his body, the star clothes appeared more clear, the stars on his head were no longer blurred, I believe that it would not be long before it would be as dazzling and bright as the Big Dipper on his chest.
Seinfeld didn't resist at all, and the first face to face with the wind knife just now gave him strong confidence, and the so-called White Bone Ridge Wind Like Blade didn't seem to be so terrifying.
Seinfeld is full of longing for the Xingchen Technique, and longs for the day when the Xingchen Physique is cultivated to the extreme, and this Xingchen Suit can be substantiated, that is the real perfection, but now it is extremely far away from that goal, although it cannot be said that it is unreachable, but it will take a long time and experience to achieve.
I can't help but think too much.
Seinfeld shook his head and laughed, the star clothes became materialized, which sounded incredible. Seinfeld didn't hesitate, stepped out, and the star physical technique worked to the extreme. At this time, Seinfeld looked very strange, the whole body was dotted with stars, and the shadows were flickering, and there were veins stretching vertically and horizontally between the stars, which showed that these stars did not exist independently, and they formed a perfect combination through these veins.
In Seinfeld's state of non-resistance, dozens of wind knives slashed at Seinfeld's body without the slightest accident, Seinfeld gasped, he felt that he was still too big, because at the moment when the wind knife slashed on himself, he felt that he had been injured many times, his flesh was cut, and blood overflowed, the only thing he was fortunate about was that the position of the heart was still unharmed, but as for the position of the canopy on his head, he only felt a trace of pain, and then he regained his calm.
There are seven stars in the heart and mouth, there is no problem, as for the top of the head, although it is a little weaker, but it will not completely disintegrate his combat power, Seinfeld is happy, as for the other parts, only step by step - urgent, not urgent.
"Huh?"
However, at this time, Seinfeld also discovered an abnormality, and the wounds on his body and arms and limbs were cut one by one by the wind knife, but at this time, those cuts were slowly healing at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Needless to say, this is the wonderful use of S-class cells, as Seinfeld's physique improves, the cells in the body have also undergone several promotions and transformations, and the S-class cells at this time have undoubtedly become more and more powerful. Even if it is injured, as long as it does not hurt the root, then under the action of S-class cells, it will not take long to heal completely, which is indeed miraculous.
This is Seinfeld's unique strength, the attack of the wind knife, under normal circumstances, even if he is cut to the flesh, as long as he is under the metamorphosis repair ability of S-class cells, he can be repaired in a very short time, and the mysterious substance contained in the wind knife really has a special effect on the strong body.
When the wind knife slashes the flesh, it carries destruction and vitality at the same time. This seems to contain the supreme truth between heaven and earth, life and death, yin and yang, often go hand in hand.
"The reason why those people didn't make it to the White Bone Ridge safely in the end is because even if they got a chance to live, the damage to the destruction was irreversible. ”
Seinfeld said to himself, he is definitely a special case, because of the existence of S-class cells, he can not be afraid of the damage of the wind knife, even if the power of the wind knife rises, he can completely urge the supreme defense of the super black hole system, of course, this is the next choice.
Seinfeld walked slowly, feeling the wind knife whistling, slashing at his flesh one by one, those mysterious substances integrated into the flesh at the same time, but also moisturized and fed back on the star clothes, the stars of the star clothes were much brighter than before, although they were not bright, but they became more and more extraordinary. In addition to the seven stars at the mouth of the heart, the stars above Seinfeld's head are also shining a lot brighter now, and it is estimated that it will not be long before they become as bright as the seven stars in the heart.
Moreover, now the starlight above the head can completely resist the attack of the ordinary wind knife, and the wind knife falls on it, except for a trace of oppressive feeling, there is no additional damage.
At this time, Seinfeld felt unprecedented confidence, with a smile on his face, and at the same time, he was also surprised to find that the dim environment in the devil's prison was as bright as day for him at the moment, I don't know if it was because he had adapted to the environment or something else, in short, there was an indescribable wonderful feeling.
Ten steps, fifty steps, one hundred steps—until Seinfeld walked smoothly all the way through five hundred meters, there was a thud, and in front of Seinfeld's eyes, the environment had changed abruptly, and at the same time, there was a rumbling sound in Seinfeld's head. And in the next moment, Seinfeld felt a sense of extreme danger.
"Not good!"
Seinfeld's sense of consciousness was keen, and at this time there was no hesitation at all, and Ping Tianbu moved with his thoughts, and with a bang, Seinfeld's body disappeared from the spot, his speed was too fast, and he rushed towards the other side. However, to Seinfeld's surprise, a figure also swept out immediately, directly blocking his way.
"Impossible, it's even a flat step?"
Seinfeld was shocked that the person who blocked him from killing him was also exerting a peaceful step, and he saw that his attainment was definitely not below him. This is a cold-blooded killer, with a cold aura all over his body, like a poisonous snake. And at this time, the blocker was turning his head and rushing towards Seinfeld.
Rumble!
Seinfeld's brain exploded as if he had been hit by five thunderbolts, and he muttered to himself, "Impossible, absolutely impossible!"
Seinfeld shook his head, he finally saw clearly the face of the person who had killed him, and he actually looked exactly like himself, which was really unbelievable.
His intuition told him that this must be an illusion, but before he could come back to his senses, that Seinfeld had already made a move, and there was a knife in his hand, the blade of which flashed with blue light, which looked very unusual, and the moment he slashed out, the blue light was blazing and swept through the void. The blue light was like a brute beast, swallowing its breath, and it rushed towards Seinfeld.
"Ahh
Seinfeld roared, his headache splitting, and at another moment Seinfeld made a move, there seemed to be an uproar in his mind, a mysterious force invading and wanting to invade his brain.
"Get out!"
Seinfeld roared, at this time, he did not hesitate at all, except to hold on to his mind, the only thing he could do was to attack strongly, but what was even more unexpected to him was that at the same time as he made a move, it seemed that there was also some kind of mysterious opportunity faintly involved, all over the sky, countless wind knives slashed from the depths of the White Bone Ridge towards the place where Seinfeld was standing.