Chapter Ninety-Seven: Cold Light Falls on the Heart
Zhang Yu stood in the middle of the field, holding a sword in one hand, his sleeve robe dancing in the wind, he didn't look up, but looked at the plague god in front of him, and said, "Senior brother, the others will be handed over to you." ”
He shook his blade and walked forward.
Tao Dingfu smiled and said, "Since the junior brother has chosen an opponent, then ......" He looked at the bodies of several gods one by one, "The rest of the hand, leave it to me." ”
The "God of Plagues" Imitri glanced up at this time.
He could feel that there was a powerful force in the body of the Tianxia man in mid-air, just like the lava volcano waiting to erupt, and the surrounding fire flow on the person also made him very uncomfortable.
So he gestured to the left and right, and the three men and two women saluted him respectfully, and they jumped up one after another, and rushed into the sky from different directions on the steps and corridors.
As soon as the peach charm beckoned, the long sword of fire returned to his hand, he swung the sword at will, and with a stream of fire collided with a god son who rushed up, and with a bang, the latter was shot down from the sky with a scream, and fell back to the ground.
Imitri didn't care about the battle there, he looked at Zhang Yu walking in, his hands holding the axe slowly spread, and he took a stance.
When Zhang Yu stepped up, he was also observing the alien god in front of him, and his body at the moment should be the same as those gods, which was restored and transformed from a dried corpse, so he retained the appearance of the person, perhaps his original appearance.
He knew very well that if the bodies of these alien gods were infused with divine power for a long time, they would undergo divine alienation changes, which was to facilitate the exertion of their supernatural abilities, but after being transferred to a new body, these abilities would undoubtedly disappear.
Not only that, because these alien gods cannot create everything out of thin air, so while the divine power re-endothesizes the body, the emotions, feelings, likes and dislikes that the human body itself has will also be stimulated.
Because the body is revived by divine power, these are mixed with divine power, if they are forcibly removed, they will only lose their own divine power, and they will not do such stupid things when there is an enemy.
Their divine side will be relatively weakened, and their human side will be raised, so now ...... It is when it is at its weakest!
His feet scurried, and his sword drew an arc full of beauty, slashing from the front!
Imitri raised his axe in one hand and went up to meet him,
With a bang, the blade slashed into the heavy stone axe. Under spiritual protection, the weapon was not damaged.
However, this powerful blow did not move Imitri's form, and he flipped it out with one hand, and slashed the axe in the other.
Zhang Yu flicked his wrist slightly, and raised the blade of the sword, and at the same time retreated with his footsteps, retreating lightly.
Imitri strode forward suddenly, spun his waist and exerted his strength, and the two axes in his hands took turns to chop, one axe after another, without any gaps in between, and he was not simply fast, but with a rhythm, every step out, he stepped on the right position, obviously under the infusion of divine power, he fit this body quite well.
Zhang Yu's footsteps were retreating, waving his sword blade lightly, constantly swinging away from the opponent's heavy axe, and he could feel that every time the axe came down, there was a majestic force on it, firmly sticking to him.
But his steps were steady, and as the sword and axe struck, each step would deflect slightly outward, unloading the tremendous force from the sword.
Unconsciously, the two had exchanged places with each other.
Imitri's footsteps were heavy at this time, and the spiritual light on his body rose, and he suddenly burst out with more powerful power and speed than Fang Cai, and the two axes also slashed down at the same time.
Zhang Yu's center of gravity pressed down slightly, and the horizontal sword caught up. But his sword was slightly tilted, colliding with the first blade, and then colliding with the second blade after removing its strength.
But at this time, he found that the strength on the blades of the two axes was not the same, and the later strength was greater and more violent, so he did not take it hard, but withdrew slightly with the power of the first axe, and at the same time, relying on the long sword's long characteristic, he swung his wrist like a swallowtail skimming the water, cutting a gap in the opponent's elbow.
Rumble!
Imitri's two axes fell heavily to the ground, his strength was well controlled, but he smashed two shallow pits, and then he looked at Zhang Yu a few steps away, and slowly stood up again.
Zhang Yu also looked at him, and he found that in the blink of an eye, the place where the other party was cut by the sword blade had been reunited, and this recovery speed was much faster than the incarnation of the God of Balances.
Through this round of confrontation, he has already tried out, the power of this alien god is stronger than him, and the speed is faster than him once it erupts, the only flaw is that he is a little worse in the use of combat skills.
But this is also relatively speaking, the plague god's combat skills are actually better than all the opponents he has encountered before.
So...... He put his hand on the blade of the sword, and gently stroked the spine of the sword with his fingers, making a slight buzzing sound, while looking at the other party, if he wanted to outmaneuver, the only way to overcome him was to find a way from the sword technique.
At this time, Imitri struck the double axe, raised his chin slightly, and said proudly: "Although you are very strong, if it weren't for the destruction of the divine body I prepared, the loss of divine power would be too great, and you would not be my opponent." ”
Zhang Yu said lightly: "These words can't make your recovery strength, nor will they make you stronger, let alone change the current situation." ”
Imitri suddenly sighed, "Perhaps, but some words are okay, but alas, I can't hear that voice anymore." He tightened the axes in his hands, a faint green glow came out of his body, and his eyes became dangerous.
Zhang Yu adjusted his breathing, and the jade light on his body began to fluctuate, and suddenly, the figure of Imitri in front of him suddenly disappeared from the spot, and the whole person rushed up again.
He raised his blade to meet each other, and the blades and the double axes struck slightly, and then they separated again, followed by a series of blade clashing sounds, and the spiritual light on both sides also flickered.
In this encounter, although Zhang Yu did not have an advantage in strength and speed, he overwhelmed the opponent in terms of timing and combat skills, leaving wounds on Imitri's body from time to time.
Although Imitri is now mostly on the human side, he is not as irascible as his son Kutai, and remains silent, suppressing himself, as if waiting for something.
Zhang Yu kept observing during the fight, this alien god has almost no flaws when he has a complete carrier, so to defeat his people, it is best to cut off some of the opponent's limbs first, and then take advantage of his recovery to continuously increase the results.
After more than a dozen breaths of fighting, Imitri seemed to see that the situation was too stalemate, and ignored the blade stabbed into his chest, and then rushed forward, bursting with great force as before.
Zhang Yu moved calmly, the sword light flashed, swayed slightly, from the stabbing to the cross-cutting, and the final landing, impressively pointed at his neck, if Imitri's momentum did not change, then his head may be cut off with a blow.
Even if it is a god, after losing the complete carrier of physical properties, it is impossible to exert the power that it should have.
But at this moment, Imitri's spiritual light soared, and his body suddenly turned into a cloud of dark green invisible smoke, and he slammed into it!
Zhang Yu suddenly felt a huge force impact coming up, and then his whole person was knocked out of the air, and with a bang, the heavy stone wall behind him smashed out of a huge shallow pit, and the heart light on his body swayed and danced, dazzling and dazzling.
As soon as the green mist gathered, Imitri regrouped and stared at him deeply, as if expecting something.
At this time, his chest rose and fell slightly, obviously the attack just now was not without damage to himself, so he couldn't continue to attack.
His face under the hood was buried in the shadows, and he couldn't see any specific expression, and he straightened up from the stone pit, and then spread out his palm, and a small finger lay in it.
Imitri suddenly realized something, and he raised his left hand to look, where a little finger had been cut off, but the injury did not recover as quickly as before.
Zhang Yu closed his five fingers at this time and pinched the little finger into his palm.
The reason why he called out Imitri's name as soon as he came up just now was to confirm whether the other party was the "Imitri" in the epic chapter.
In that epic, the little finger of his left hand, which he left for his wife, was the source of Imitri's rebirth.
The epic has exaggeration, but it also has a basis for its existence.
In the culture of "Kuruinchi", the world is cyclical, and the little finger represents the end, the beginning of nothing, and the rebirth.
And he had just seen clearly through the incessant slashing and temptation that after Imitri suffered a sword wound, the recovery of his body often started with the left half of his body, while the right half of his body was slightly slower, although the difference here was very small.
But there is no doubt that the closer you get to the left-hand side of the injury, the faster it recovers.
This shows that the source of his divine power comes from the left hand.
But it's also possible that his guess was wrong, but how do you know if you don't give it a try?
And now it seems that his judgment is undoubtedly correct.
He swung his sword blade in his arm, making a sharp sound of breaking through the air, and said softly, "It's the second round." ”
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