Chapter Seventy-Six: White Arrogance and Black Anger
In the clear and immaculate white realm, the black flames suspended in mid-air were full of a sense of disobedience.
"What do you mean by that?"
With a look of disgust, he took two steps back, and Chen Haoran stared vigilantly at the black shadow in mid-air.
"This is the world in your heart. ”
Pointing to the sky, Chen Haoran suddenly found that a huge spar was floating above him.
"This, this is"
"Don't you understand this? This is your dragon core. ”
"How is this possible!"
"Excuse me, is it that looking at yourself like this is not convincing?"
The expression that was twisted by the hideous, Chen Haoran felt a little creepy when he looked at it.
"What, this look of disgust, no matter how you look at me, it's you!"
Chen Haoran, who had been transformed by the Nether Flame, opened his hands and said with a big smile: "Although it is true that I have no consciousness in my origin, everything I have become like this in your body now is due to your negative emotions. ”
"Negative emotions?"
"Yes, your unwillingness, resentment, and anger are all clearly imprinted in my heart. ”
The black Chen Haoran gently floated down in front of Chen Haoran, and his white eyes looked at the surprised Chen Haoran with a smile.
"Look, you're out there right now, you're venting your negativity!"
A transparent screen opened in the air, and the blackened Chen Haoran was clearly reflected frantically beating Shen Erbo, who was already covered in blood.
"This"
"Now you are controlled by me, after all, the flame in your body is too weak, weak enough for me to easily control your body. ”
"You guy"
"Fight, only by defeating me will you be able to get out of here and regain control of your body. ”
The hand wrapped in black flame was gently thrown, and an ordinary long sword landed at Chen Haoran's feet.
"Now you can't use the flames, and the only thing that can fight with me is your sword skills. ”
The black Chen Haoran swiped his fingertips, and an ordinary long sword exactly like Chen Haoran appeared in his hand.
"If you delay any longer, let alone that scum, those women of yours will be killed by your own hands. ”
The calm words made Chen Haoran's pupils shrink slightly, and he slowly picked up the long sword on the water and aimed it at his blackened self.
"Hehe, let's have a fight!"
With a wild laugh, the blackened Chen Haoran picked up his long sword, and his figure suddenly turned into a ghostly black line and shot quickly towards this side.
As he said, this was indeed a pure battle, and the blackened Chen Haoran did not use the Nether Flame, nor did he stir up his true qi, so he rushed straight over with a sword in his bare hands.
Now I can't help Chen Haoran to think about it, the blackened Chen Haoran broke off, and the person has pressed over like a black tower.
Chen Haoran watched the trajectory of his slash, and when he pounced, the long sword in his hand blocked his blade.
While!
The intersection of the two swords burst out a little spark, and the two bodies shook together, Chen Haoran only felt his arm tremble slightly, and the tiger's mouth holding the hilt of the sword began to feel a little numb.
"It's me, it looks like I'll be able to have fun now!"
The blackened Chen Haoran pursed his lips, and the sword monster in his left hand pointed at Chen Haoran with a smile: "I can also guess your thoughts, so the next thing is the main show!"
Again and again, Chen Haoran felt more and more the other party's strong strength, although it was another self, but this strength was too dwarfed!
The two swords intersected again, and with a crisp sound, Chen Haoran began to feel a little overwhelmed.
Blackened Chen Haoran smiled hesitantly and strode forward. His momentum was like Mount Tai pressing down, and Chen Haoran began to be a little out of breath.
"Left-handed swordsmanship, the real usage is like this!"
With a strange laugh, the long sword was thrown at the sword, and the sword body kept whirling.
After the swirling sword in his left hand fell, he immediately grabbed the hilt of the sword with great accuracy, and then his whole body flew forward, and a sword shadow was immediately dragged.
It's so fast!
Chen Haoran's eyes were glazed as he looked at the countless sword tips that were pointing at him, and he couldn't help but freeze in place.
The shoulder and thigh had already been hit by a few swords, Chen Haoran immediately jumped back and withdrew from the attack range, gasped a few times and then raised the sword again to face the blackened Chen Haoran.
"Why, as a deity, is this the only thing you have?"
The white eyes flashed with white light, and the blackened Chen Haoran continued to launch an extremely fast attack against Chen Haoran with his long sword.
The long sword in his hand kept resisting the attack like a torrential rain, and Chen Haoran gritted his teeth and held it hard.
He must still have a weakness!
In the gap of the sword shadow, Chen Haoran tried hard to find the weakness of the other party, but he was defeated, and the other party did not show any gap.
For the first time, he felt that facing himself was really an extremely troublesome thing.
All the attacks seemed to have been understood, and even if he stabbed out quickly with a sword in his left hand, he was still blocked by the opponent.
If you lose here, then the dominance of your body will be handed over to the other party, and you don't know what will become of the Dao.
The important thing is that he will never let himself hurt the Azure women!
Chen Haoran's eyes showed a resolute look, and after resisting the opponent's sword momentum, the long sword in his left hand suddenly burst out, and he continuously provoked and stabbed straight towards the blackened Chen Haoran.
"I told you, I know what you think!"
As soon as the words fell, the blackened Chen Haoran's lower abdomen was suddenly pierced by a long sword, and he slowly looked down at Chen Haoran who was close at hand with a face full of disbelief.
"If that's the case, then don't think about anything."
Looking at the pair of royal blue eyes that were not confused, the blackened Chen Haoran laughed: "Do you know that Lu Dao is the same person in everything, but your strength is below me?"
"What a person with the same strength pursues in order to exert a stronger strength is to pursue battle at all costs, to pursue strength, to destroy the enemy mercilessly, and to completely destroy it without leaving any trace of the instinct for battle!"
"That is, in the depths of our bodies, we are engraved with the most primitive killing reaction!"
"I won't take your word for it. ”
Chen Haoran clenched the hilt of his sword, his eyes fixed on the white pupils.
"What you lack is this, you often rely on rational fighting, relying on rational thinking to defeat the enemy, but the sword is still wrapped in a scabbard, who else can such a sword cut? That's why you're weaker than me, Cang!"
"No way, since you also defeated me this time, then I have to admit you for the time being, but don't forget my warning last time, as long as your negative emotions grow, then I will control this body again with your negative emotions!"
The blackened Chen Haoran looked at Chen Haoran and laughed strangely, and his body began to turn into a ghostly flame and gradually disappeared on the vast sea.
The sword fell on the water, rippled in a slicing pattern.
Chen Haoran sat down on the water, staring gloomily at the almost transparent throne that floated quietly on the water.
The long black and white hair fluttered slowly, and a pair of royal blue eyes quietly stared at Chen Haoran below, with a smile on the corner of his mouth.
"It looks like I'll be born in a little while"