Chapter 500 Chapter Five Hundred: The Final Blow Thousand Years Kill
Facing Ye Wentian's ordinary slow and leisurely grasp, Fergus was instigated again, and hurriedly accelerated and retreated, trying to pull away. In fact, it's no wonder that he, who made the opponent's defense so perverted? The bone-slashing double knife can't cause damage in the awakened state, it's really like a dog biting a hedgehog and can't bite it.
Only with spiritual skills, only in the state of the real body of the instrument spirit to cast spiritual skills, relying on the amplification effect, it is possible to cause damage, of course, there are also buff equipment, Fergus is a major general, and ordinary buff equipment is still available.
But seeing that Fergus's legs suddenly lit up with two balls of light, if you carefully identify them, you will find that they are two magic circles, and they are all elementary agility, both flickering at the same time, and the speed suddenly soared by 60%, although they are both standard versions, but the effect is still not to be underestimated.
Relying on the increase of two primary agility, Fergus's speed increased sharply, and he dodged Ye Wentian's grasp from time to time, and then immediately seized this opportunity and directly launched the sixth spirit technique.
"Collapse Mountain Strike!" The sixth spirit ring shone brightly, and the two giant bone chopping knives burst out with a sun-like light, and the sword **** came out for nearly 100 meters, and the power of the collapsed mountains and rivers slashed down Ling Tian.
Under the increase of the true body of the machine spirit, this skill has greatly increased in speed and power, and it is by no means comparable to the ordinary sixth spirit skill, and at the same time as this skill, Fergus's left arm also lit up with a magic circle, this magic circle is actually an "intermediate attack", under the increase of 40% of the intermediate attack, the sword mangs soared by half again, falling from the sky as if even the heavens and the earth could be cut with a knife.
Two primary agility, one intermediate attack, these three weapons are the limit of Fergus's carrying capacity, each person has six carrying positions, but there are very few people who can really carry six, and the number of suits is basically a six-piece set, so it is impossible for Fergus to have a suit in his life.
Two blazing swords fell from the sky, and before they fell, the ground had already begun to roll yellow sand, and countless stone slabs were crushed into powder. In terms of power and momentum alone, this knife far surpasses the mammoth phantom that Ye Wentian punched out, and if Ye Wentian is hit head-on, he will definitely break through the defense.
But will Ip Man be hit head-on? Of course not, because this skill is an area skill, not a locking skill.
Above his head was the nirvana sword that Ling Tian had slashed, but Ye Wentian stood proudly in the strong wind, his expression was indifferent, and even with a hint of mockery.
Seeing this hint of mockery, Fergus was almost crazy, he was a saint and made the strongest attack, why should he be mocked, why should he be looked down upon?
"I thought you had a lot of combat experience, but it seems that I was wrong. Your choice of this skill to attack me is your biggest failure. Ye Wentian said slowly, his left foot took a step forward slightly, and his entire body twisted instantly, leaving a series of afterimages and piercing explosions, completely disappearing in place.
At the same time, in the stands of the Seventh Army, the soldiers were panicked, the swords falling from the sky spread too widely, if they fell, they would definitely be swept into it, with their little bit of cultivation, it was really hard to say whether they could leave bones and slag.
"Don't panic!" Scott appeared in front of everyone in a flash, the spiritual flames all over his body rose eighty-one inches, and the "majestic cross shield" of the martial spirit appeared, and the seventh spirit ring shone brightly, and the majestic cross shield buzzed and vibrate, blooming ten thousand black lights, magnifying thousands of times in the air, like a barrier covering the sky and the sun, blocking the top of everyone's heads.
In order to take Fergus's attack, Scott actually chose to awaken directly, which shows how powerful this attack is.
It's a pity, no matter how powerful it is, what can it be? A skill that can't be hit is a waste skill, and under Ling Tian's sword, there is no shadow of the target for a long time.
There was a loud bang, a huge earthquake in the whole arena, and the entire arena shook violently, and cracks more than a meter wide opened in many places, and they spread at an extremely fast speed.
There was a muffled thud from the majestic crossbow that covered the sky, and the muscles in Scott's face twitched, the rocks under his feet shattered, and his feet sank into his ankles.
"You are the Spirit Emperor, alas, don't you want to be so useless. Yulia squeezed a sentence, her eyes still looking at the field, constantly looking for Ye Wentian's traces in the skyrocketing sand.
Scott withdrew his giant shield and snorted, "What do you know, that Fergus guy has a mid-level attack with a 40% increase, you think it's so easy to catch? If it weren't for the protection of you, I would have run away." ”
He was telling the truth, the power of this attack was indeed shocking, if Ye Wentian was hit head-on, although it would not be fatal, serious injuries were inevitable.
In the field, Fergus also knew that he was empty, and the blow he did with all his strength was actually missed. At this time, he also reacted that he had chosen the wrong way, and he should not urgently launch the strongest blow in order to save face, he was a spiritual saint, and he had an absolute advantage in terms of profound spiritual power, if he relied on the length advantage of the martial spirit to slowly fight a war of attrition, it would be more effective and have a greater chance of winning.
Fergus thought so, but he didn't know that in fact, in terms of spiritual power, Ye Wentian was far deeper than him, how could the spiritual power furnace be blown out? If it weren't for Ye Wentian's refusal to reveal his spiritual power in order to hide his identity, it would have ended long ago.
Suddenly, Fergus felt a chill in his back, Ye Wentian appeared behind him at some point, and he didn't see how the other party moved at all, the only explanation was that the other party's speed was too fast, so fast that it far exceeded the ability of his eyes to capture. He could feel that Ye Wentian did not use spiritual power, nor did he increase his armament, this speed completely relied on his physical body to burst out, and this was what really made him feel helpless.
Against an opponent with this kind of speed, even if you perform a lock move, the opponent will be able to kill before you make a move or before the skill hits to the end of a qiē.
"The level is not a qiē, you spirit saint is too weak. Ye Wentian's voice came faintly, like a murmur from hell, which made people's hairs stand on end.
"No, it's not over yet!" Fergus suddenly roared, and his spiritual power rolled out desperately, forming a spiritual flame tide that surged outward, wanting to forcibly rush Ye Wentian away, and at the same time twisted his waist and slashed, and the long knife slashed back.
However, when Fergus turned around, he found that Ip Mantian's shadow was gone again, and this elusive speed was simply an explosive nemesis.
"One qiē is over, take my last move, a thousand years of killing!" Ye Wentian's voice still came from behind him, especially the last three words with a strong malice.
Fergus was so frightened that before he could turn around, he suddenly felt a sharp pain like tearing his buttocks, which not only destroyed the body and mind, but also destroyed the soul, and was the greatest humiliation for a man.