Chapter 900: Turtle shell
gunpowder is blazing, and the fighting skills of five kinds of strange fires are performed together. The power has reached a jealous and terrifying level. Even a volcanic eruption may not be so dangerous.
And the blazing temperature and the aura that destroyed everything really made the blue-robed old man feel the crisis, and his wall of water was quickly evaporated.
He quickly placed a layer of blue light around him, but the hot temperature still caused sweat to drip from his forehead.
But he was still a semi-saint after all, so there was no way he would lose here. Fighting energy surged, and the trident spun rapidly in his hands.
"Water whirlpool!"
With a low cry, the blue energy surged out crazily, spinning rapidly, and a huge blue vortex quickly formed.
"Zizzizi...!"
The water flow was in a stalemate with the flame, constantly colliding with it, making a continuous sound.
The Blood Knife Saint looked at the collision of flames and water, secretly smacked his tongue, and then silently clenched the sword tightly. It was impossible not to take action. As long as Xiao Heng was in danger, he would take action as soon as possible, but now, he had to let go first. This little ancestor must be satisfied.
Water and fire continued to stalemate, and after about three minutes, the Lihuo formation finally couldn't hold on anymore and completely collapsed.
The water flowed out, extinguishing the remaining flames, but in the process it also consumed too much power, and finally slowly dissipated.
Obviously, Xiao Heng still did not take advantage of this collision.
But the more this happened, the more Xiao Heng's energy and blood surged. He used heaven-level skills, and a large amount of heaven and earth energy surged towards him, and then poured into his body, restoring his fighting spirit.
"Heaven-level Kung Fu!" Seeing such movement, the old man in the old robe murmured in a low voice. Immediately, his body moved and turned into a stream of light heading towards Xiao Heng. The trident in his hand also stabbed Xiao Heng's chest again. If he is not a fool, it is naturally impossible to let Xiao Heng recover his fighting spirit like this.
Not everyone has heaven-level skills, at least he doesn't have them.
Ding!
Xiao Heng raised his sword, lifted the trident away, and then quickly retreated.
"Xuanshui Halberd!"
A low cry fell from the sky and the earth. The trident swallowed its sharp edge and turned into a stream of light to stab Xiao Heng's chest again.
Xiao Heng clenched the golden sword, his eyes became firmer, and the majestic fighting spirit poured into the sword in his hand, and his sword fingers crossed the sword.
"Sea and sky...a line!"
The sky-level fighting skills were used, and the world suddenly became silent. The blue and white line was gently drawn across the space, came to the front of the blue-robed old man, and then crossed over the trident.
The blue-robed old man's pupils shrank slightly. At this moment, even he could smell a hint of death.
And just when the blue and white line was about to fall on his chest, his last handprint finally fell.
"Hanhai Armor!"
shouted loudly, and the blue energy condensed on the chest like water, forming a special armor. The blue and white line fell, and the huge force pushed the old man down quickly. After a thousand meters, he hit hard. on the ground.
"Boom!"
There was a loud noise, and the old man disappeared into the dust.
Xiao Heng stared at the place where the old man fell, running the heaven-level skills to restore his fighting spirit.
And a moment later, the moisture in the dust smoothed it away, and the old man in blue robe stood on the ground, with a gray-headed look, as if he had just climbed up from the ground.
At this moment, he had a set of light blue, somewhat transparent armor that flowed like water on his body.
The old man in blue robe looked at Xiao Heng, and stretched out his hand to touch his chest with lingering fear. Under the transparent armor, there was already a wound. If he was not a capable person, he should be able to see blood stains by now.
"Almost! Just almost! I admit that I underestimated you, but from now on, you will not have any chance to hurt me!"
Xiao Heng clenched the sword and looked at the blue-robed old man with narrow eyes. Listening to his words, I couldn't help but become nervous, but I was nervous, and my heart beat faster and faster.
The old man took a look at his trident. Now, the trident had lost two prongs. Fighting Qi surged, and two prongs were condensed again.
The old man stepped on the ground and the ground cracked. He turned into a stream of light and shot out towards Xiao Heng. The trident danced and slashed down towards Xiao Heng.
"Ding!"
Xiao Heng slashed upward with his sword, blocking the trident, and then condensed a sword with his left hand again and stabbed the old man's chest.
But this time, the old man didn't make any defensive move. He clenched his fist and hit Xiao Heng's chest.
The tip of Xiao Heng's sword pierced the blue water armor. The next moment, Xiao Heng's face turned sideways.
Because his sword couldn't penetrate at all. It felt like an ordinary fist hitting solidified rubber, with no effect at all.
And the next moment, the old man's fist arrived.
"Peng!"
There was a muffled sound, and the space exploded. Xiao Heng spat out a mouthful of blood, and flew backwards uncontrollably. After retreating several thousand meters, he barely managed to stabilize his body.
He glanced at his chest. Even though he was protected by dragon scales, his chest was still somewhat sunken.
Seeing him disappear again, Xiao Heng raised the long sword in his hand to the left and moved his body to the right. With his third eye, he could easily see the trajectory of the old man's attack.
"Ding!"
"Boom!"
But even so, it can still only serve as a delay. Being able to see it does not mean that you can keep up, and being able to keep up does not mean that you can resist it.
"Peng...! Peng...! Peng!"
The two lights and shadows collided rapidly again, and this time, Xiao Heng had the upper hand, because his attack could not break through the water flow armor at all, but the old man's attack could He causes damage.
There is no need to say who will have the upper hand if one abandons defense and ignores attacks, and the other attacks while still defending at the same time.
The terrible thing is that Xiao Heng cannot completely give up defense like the old man. Although the dragon scale is tough, it is an attack from a semi-saint. Once or twice is no problem, but if it happens too many times, it will still be unable to withstand it.
Looking at Xiao Heng who was at a disadvantage, the Blood Knife Saint was also a little anxious. He was always ready to take action, even if Xiao Heng did not let him take action, but in this situation, could it be possible to really watch this little ancestor die in front of him? No, in that case, he might not live long.
"Water Dragon Roar!"
"Jinghong Wandering Dragon Sword!"
The two giant dragons collided again, emitting a powerful force that was enough to destroy them again.
Fighting skills and hand-to-hand combat, for two experienced practitioners, this is simply something that comes easily, without any reaction at all.
Some fighting skills are instantaneous and do not require any preparation time at all. Even between the punches and kicks, they are all Xuan-level fighting skills, occasionally interspersed with Earth-level fighting skills.
As for the heaven-level fighting skills, Xiao Heng had no time to display them in such a rhythm of the fight. According to Xiao Heng's guess, the opponent's armor should also be a heaven-level fighting skill. Otherwise, the earth-level fighting skills, even if it is an earth-level fighting skill, Even the most advanced ones may not have this effect.
It was another clash of fighting skills. This time, Xiao Hengluo fell into a disadvantage, but it was okay. With one more sword, it was almost enough. However, in the follow-up, the blue-robed old man's attack fell like a violent storm, making Xiao Heng was unable to respond in time. He had several scars on his body and spit out some blood from his mouth.
"How to break the situation?" Xiao Heng quickly thought about the solution, but now, besides using the sword-raising and sky-slaying technique, there seemed to be no other way.
However, he was still somewhat unwilling to do so. Although the sword-raising and sky-slaying technique was also his power, he really didn't want to use it until the last moment. He came to obtain the semi-holy energy core, but he also came to prove himself. To improve one's strength in other aspects, using that thing like this would undoubtedly be a different kind of admitting defeat, and Xiao Heng did not want to admit defeat.
"But if you continue to drag it on, I will be the only one who dies! What should I do? What should I do?"
Xiao Heng thought, waving the long sword in his hand, and soon the fighting energy in his body passed quickly and gathered in his left hand. The power of attributes is also quietly condensed in it.
This is Xiao Heng's own sword, and it is also a sword created by combining the four special attributes. Now, it should be the strongest move in his hand besides the sword-raising and sky-slaying technique. However, he doesn't know. , if you can break through the water-flow armor, you can only try hard. If it doesn't work, you can only use that, or call the blood knife saints to fight in a group.
Fighting energy passed quickly, and Xiao Heng's sword became blunt. He began to give up attacks, that is, defense and evasion, just to delay some time. At the same time, he could not let this old man find out, otherwise, this old guy would never let go smoothly. He displayed this fighting skill.
He gave up attacking and just focused on defense and evasion. For a while, Xiao Heng felt much more relaxed than before, but this was only superficially relaxed. In fact, he was really doing two things at one time, and the physical and mental pressure was also on him. A limit has been reached.
In the eyes of the old man in blue robes, Xiao Heng was in such a state that even this kid was not good enough. He took it for granted that it was very good to persist in front of the semi-saint for so long. At least, among all the people he had seen, This kid is the first to be able to persist with a Half-Saint for such a long time before reaching the peak of Dou Zun.
Moreover, he also breathed a sigh of relief. Although his armor was powerful, it consumed a huge amount of fighting energy, and the consumption would increase due to the attacks he suffered. If he continued like this, he might not be able to hold on for long.
Fortunately, this kid is gone.
"Boy, what do you think? If you admit defeat now, I will spare your life." As he looked at it, he showed no mercy at all. Every move he made was aimed at Xiao Heng's cover. One halberd struck down, and the other struck directly with the fork. It entered Xiao Heng's waist and then penetrated out.
The next moment, the long sword in Xiao Heng's right hand disappeared. He grabbed the trident pole, and in his left hand, a four-color long sword appeared.
The moment the four-color sword appeared, the expression of the blue-robed old man completely changed.
The Blood Sword Saint, who was just about to take action, stopped in his tracks. He looked at the long sword that suddenly appeared in Xiao Heng's left hand, sensing the terrifying power contained in it, and a hint of horror appeared in his eyes.
(End of chapter)