Chapter 1484

Things go against your wishes

Those Taoist torrents activated by the soul of the Yuanxian are very distinctive. When they penetrate the ball that enveloped Meng Xiang, the destructive power did not pour into the ball, but acted on the ball itself, allowing the two pits to continue to expand.

In a blink of an eye, the two holes on the sphere were combined into one. Then they continued to destroy with this center. It was not because the surface of the sphere had been damaged. The damage speed in the area centered on the large hole increased sharply. In a very short period of time, its area should increase many times, almost revealing the situation inside the sphere.

However, it is obvious that the soul of Yuanxian is not satisfied with the achievements it has achieved. The torrent of Taoism launched still constantly bombarded the ball, which is very likely to destroy him completely. Instead, it turns out that he has indeed fulfilled his wish, and the ball is broken.

Although the ball is very large and the wall is very thick, as the holes on it become larger and larger, it is not that there is a problem with its own structure, and its ability to resist damage has been greatly reduced, or that the Yuanxian soul has been looking for tricks in the attack. Regardless, its degree of damage has increased significantly, and in the end it was completely destroyed within a short time.

Without the protection of the ball, Meng Xiang was like knocking on the nuts in the eyes of Yuanxian soul, revealing the delicious flesh, waiting for him to do something. Although he was very tired and even had some injuries, he did not think Meng Xiang's situation would be much better than him, because his ball was made by him, and it would definitely have little impact on him if it destroyed it.

After calming down the backlash caused by making too many palm tentacles, Yuanxian's soul couldn't help but feel joy in his heart. He looked up at Meng Xiang and wanted to win completely. Although the other party was not dead, he did not think he would pose a threat to him.

Then the moment the Yuanxian soul fell on Meng Xiang's immortal soul, the joy on his face frozen, and he widened his eyes, as if he had seen something incredible, but it was not his fault at all. In fact, if anyone else, when he saw Meng Xiang's situation clearly, he might have remained calm.

In the imagination of the Yuanxian soul, after the ball was destroyed, even if Meng Xiang's immortal soul could still hold on without shame, it was just a force on the outside but the middle. As long as he tapped it gently, he would completely shatter, and the excellent body he had belonged to him, but it was obvious that the situation was very different from his expectations.

When he looked at Meng Xiang's immortal soul, he was also looking at him, and their eyes immediately touched each other. It was this collision of eyes that made the heart of Yuanxian soul sink into the bottom of the valley. The eyes are the windows of the soul, and the immortals can see through them the actual situation of the other party, and it is difficult to hide it.

It is precisely because of this reason that the Yuanxian soul felt so incredible, because he did not see any fatigue through Meng Xiang's immortal soul's eyes. He was a little bit strong on the outside and fucked in the middle, full of energy, and there was no sign of collapse.

Yuanxian's soul is very smart. He was fooled. He broke the ball until he completely disappeared. Meng Xiang saw it. He pretended to be a predicament of the soul to deceive him. Not only did he not be affected by the destruction of the ball, but he also timid him.

A Yuanxian was deceived by others, and it was an extremely simple means of longevity. It was really difficult to accept, but the Yuanxian soul was not immersed in the mood of depression for too long. This was not how broad his mind was, but that he had become very dangerous at this time. No matter how extra emotions were, his situation would be worse. He needed to concentrate all his energy to overcome the current crisis. If he had no way out, he would die.

In order to seize the initiative, although the state of Yuanxian soul was much worse than the best state, he still took the lead in launching an attack. The palm tentacles that stopped because of the complete attack on the wave ball moved again, and it was much faster in any previous time. He wanted to hit Meng Xiang with one blow, and even if it didn't work, he would temporarily suppress him and earn him a certain amount, so that he could turn the world around.

Facing the opponent's torrent of Taoism, Meng Xiang's immortal soul did not move, as if he had been shocked by the other party, and could not do any more movements. Seeing this situation, the Yuanxian soul showed a hint of joy. If Meng Xiang was really shocked, this attack would make him look good. Even if he didn't die, he would definitely have to take off a layer of skin.

However, the hint of joy that surged in Yuanxian's soul was immediately frozen, because Meng Xiang's immortal soul stayed in place and had no environment at all. The reason why he stayed in place was different because he was sure that he could not hurt him at all.

When Meng Xiang's immortal soul launched a counterattack, the Yuanxian soul was naturally too careful and it was impossible to break the attack. Moreover, he himself would be involved in the torrent of Taoism. As long as he had a few breaths, he would be completely wiped out and his corpse would be gone.

However, imagination can never become a fact, so the situation where Yuanxian's soul disappeared did not appear at all. Meng Xiang used only a slight wave to shatter his delusion. It was a sharp sword weapon, which cut the terrifying torrent of Taoism in half in an extremely relaxed state. When he stood there, he was unscathed, and the torrent that was cut off was swept by his side without any injury.

After seeing the power of the sword aura, the soul of Yuanxian suddenly had a great impulse to understand it. He wanted to know Meng Xiang's situation more clearly. The sword aura was definitely not sent by Meng Xiang with his bare hands. If he was really that powerful, he would not fight him at all. He would definitely die, because the torrent of Taoism was sent by him, so he knew its situation better than anyone else.

Although the Taoist arts that constitute the torrent of Taoism seem a bit messy, it is not actually the case. All the Taoist arts among them are carefully selected and are related to each other. Complementing each other can ensure that their power can be maximized, and even stimulate other special effects. They are very difficult and cannot be resisted by humans at all. At least they cannot be confronted by immortals in Meng Xiang's realm.

The guess of Yuanxian Soul is correct. Meng Xiang cannot use his bare hands to cut the torrent of Taoism. He uses props, a knife, a knife that he is not unfamiliar with. It once left a profound impression on him. It is Meng Xiang's imperial weapon - Long Sword Slash, a murder weapon that Yuanxian Soul will never want to see again.

In fact, after seeing the long sword slashed by Meng Xiang's immortal soul, Yuanxian soul immediately shivered. The intuition told him that the situation was not good, and even made him have an idea. During the fight with Meng Xiang, he knocked it away and disappeared. Originally, he thought it was because his strength was stronger than the other party, but at this time it seemed that there was a possibility that he had teased him, and it was even certain.

However, no matter whether the truth is as he guessed, there is no difference for the Yuanxian soul. If he wants to survive, he needs to defeat the other party, otherwise he will only die. So he quickly put aside his distractions and launched a new round of attacks on Meng Xiang. This time he still used tentacles, but not palm tentacles, but those tentacles that were as sharp as swords. They stabbed Meng Xiang's immortal soul together.

Meng Xiang didn't seem to care. Facing the tentacles that were trying to stab, he raised his knife and slashed his movements, and he didn't seem to think that they would pose a threat to him. But soon he did not make it simple for the opponent's attack. He actually used them all as telephotos, and each tentacle used an independent sword technique. There was no similarity between all sword techniques, and there was no situation of missing each other. On the contrary, each sword technique had an extremely high level, and it was impossible to tell that it was performed by one person, just like dozens of sword techniques together to attack him.

Soon, although Meng Xiang's sword techniques used with tentacles were different, and many of them were completely different, there was an indescribable harmony that was used by the soul of Yuanxian. As the progress was, under the stimulation of each other, they became stronger and stronger like snowballs, and the pressure he was under gradually increased. Although it had not affected his normal performance of his strength, he could be sure that if the other party allowed to use those sword techniques, it would be difficult for him to defeat or even kill the other party.

To be honest, Meng Xiang admires the opponent's sword skills very much. If it weren't for the special situation, he would even have a good time with his opponent. Maybe it would be good for him. As his sword skills become more and more advanced, even if he fights with some immortals, it will be difficult for them to stimulate him greatly, so that his sword skills will be further breakthrough.

However, Meng Xiang's mind was very clear. The other party was an extremely dangerous existence. Although the other party had no body, he was once a real Yuanxian. With his Yuanxian's understanding, they were all quite dangerous. Moreover, the place where they fought was not right. It was his sea of ​​consciousness. If the other party was anxious and ignored it, he insisted on dying with the same person, even if he could kill the other party, his sea of ​​consciousness would be very likely to be severely damaged and might even collapse. This is not the situation he saw because he saw

Thinking of this, the long sword slash in Meng Xiang's hand began to dance rapidly, and suddenly the sword aura was like silver dragons, and the movement trajectory was full of mystery, directly like tentacles, slashing the soul of Yuanxian immediately changed color. Although he specialized in swordsmanship, it did not mean that he could not see the quality of the sword technique, it was still a little worse than the other party.

Just when he was hesitant when he asked those tentacles to continue attacking Meng Xiang or choose to avoid the edge for a while, Meng Xiang had already made the choice he made. The silver light flashed, and more than twenty tentacles were broken, and they were not broken into two sections, and even more than one hundred sections. If you look carefully, each section of the cut tentacles will be the same length and not bad at all. Even if you use a ruler to measure it, you will not be able to make any mistakes.

In fact, for the Yuanxian soul, being cut off the tentacle is not a big problem. He can make more of it in the extreme, and at most it will consume some consumption for him. What really makes him feel uneasy is the knife intention transmitted along the broken tentacles.
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