Chapter 225: I don't know if I'm a guest in my dream
"This is..."
Zhang Heng looked at Xiahou Swordsman.
The Xiahou swordsman does not use flying swordsmanship, but sword energy.
His sword energy appeared gray-black, and he slashed out with a sword, bringing with it a series of fluctuating sword lights. It looked like one sword, but in fact it was thousands of swords, crisscrossing thousands of feet.
"Didn't Xiahou say that he wanted to copy a sword art for you? Please help him take a look and see if he can use this sword art..." Looking at the Xiahou swordsman who was attacking with all his strength, Yan Chixia frowned: "Why is this so uncomfortable?
Comfortable."
Zhang Heng also frowned slightly.
The Xiahou swordsman's sword energy was sinister, with an aura of destruction, decay, and evil.
As the saying goes, look at people with a sword.
Not only can people affect the sword, the sword can also affect people.
It's hard not to be affected by such a sword technique once you practice it to the depths, and one can't help but doubt that the future Xiahou swordsman will not become a giant in the magic way.
Whoosh whoosh whoosh...
Zhang Heng's flying sword stretches across the river, Yan Chixia's sword roars to the sky, and Xiahou swordsman's magic sword is vertical and horizontal.
The three people's killing moves came at the same time and struck towards Pudu Cihang.
Unexpectedly, Pudu Cihang was shaking all over, and the flying sword and sword energy hit it, leaving only a white mark, which could not even break the protective carapace.
"Linjia!"
Everyone took a closer look.
Although Pudu Cihang did not succeed in transforming into a dragon, he still reached the stage of pseudo-dragon.
Not only the dragon chant, but also the dragon armor has been cultivated. It is not an exaggeration to say that a creature like a dragon is full of treasures. The teeth, claws, and scales of a real dragon can be compared with fairy weapons.
Although Pudu Cihang is a pseudo-dragon, Linjia also has some power of dragon scales. Xuanyuan Sword Jue's divided sword technique, after the sword has transformed into thousands, the number of differentiated flying swords has been large, but the quality has declined.
It is useful for clearing out miscellaneous soldiers, or as a large-scale coverage attack, but it is powerless to attack difficult targets.
"combine!"
Zhang Heng only glanced at it before retracting the flying sword.
Yan Chixia did the same. She stretched out her hand and put the flying sword into the sword box. She said in a deep voice: "This old centipede is so big that it must be difficult to look around. Let's fly to its body and attack it to see how it fights back.
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"good."
Zhang Heng did not hesitate and turned into a stream of light and flew towards Pudu Cihang's demon body.
"Um?"
As soon as Zhang Henggang settled down, he discovered that almost at the same time, the Xiahou swordsman also turned into black light and landed on Pudu Cihang's demon.
"So fast!"
Zhang Heng glanced at Xiahou Swordsman with some surprise.
You must know that Xiahou Swordsman only had martial arts training before and had never been exposed to immortal magic.
It has only been more than a year since they were separated, but how did he practice? His speed is actually as fast as his.
Accumulation but little success, or a secret technique from the left?
Zhang Heng scratched his head a little, thinking: "Although Xiahou Swordsman practices martial arts diligently and has abundant energy and blood, martial arts energy and blood and immortal magic power are not the same thing at all. What kind of cultivation level does he have now? Looking at this, his magic power cultivation
It should not be low.”
Take another look at the Demon Sword in the hand of Xiahou Swordsman.
Xiahou swordsman once said that when he kills people with this sword, the magic sword will feed him mana and vitality, just like taking a panacea.
He was a little unsure about this statement before.
Looking at it now, it is really a killing sword.
If you kill one person, your mana will increase by one point.
Kill five people and your spirit will increase by five points.
Holding this sword, you can kill people, kill ghosts, and kill monsters just like upgrading. As long as you keep killing all the way, your mana will increase slowly. Regardless of the realm of Taoism, as long as you are ruthless, your mana will be very fast.
It will be complete.
Of course, that's what I said.
When the magic power is perfected, what should I do if the calamity of ascension comes?
If there is no magical power, if the realm of Taoism and magical power cannot keep up, it will be turned into ashes under the catastrophe.
"careful!"
A thought turns a thousand times.
Zhang Heng thought a lot, but in fact, not much time passed.
Almost the moment the three people landed on him, Pudu Cihang began to tremble all over and squeezed out some dark green juice from the carapace.
When this thick juice is blown by the wind, it turns into a thick green mist.
For a moment, the sky turned light green, and you could tell it was poisonous just by looking at it with your toes.
"withdraw!"
Zhang Heng shouted lowly and pulled away.
Yan Chixia was unwilling to give in, and stood on Pudu Cihang's demon body and stabbed several times with her sword, but this time her movements were a bit slower.
When he tried to leave again, the green poisonous mist had already filled the air, and he couldn't avoid it, so he had no choice but to rush out.
"So poisonous!"
Rushing out of the poisonous mist, Yan Chixia's whole body turned green, like a green-faced ghost.
Even after taking several detoxifying pills, the poison could not be suppressed. Incredibly, he told everyone: "This poisonous mist is so powerful that I didn't even take a breath. I just covered my face and rushed out of the poisonous mist. I felt an unbearable sting all over my body.
The movement of mana is a bit slower than before."
Zhang Heng did not dare to be careless after hearing this.
He pointed the peace sword in his hand and shouted: "Wind!"
The yellow wind roared in and blew away the poisonous mist in just a moment.
But before everyone could be happy, because of the source of Pudu Cihang, the poisonous fog quickly spread again.
Seeing this scene, Zhang Heng was also a little troubled.
The hundred-foot centipede transformed by Pudu Cihang is invulnerable. If you want to attack its vital points at close range, the poisonous mist will block it.
For a time, the tiger bit the turtle and there was no way to start.
"These old demons who have been famous for a long time are indeed difficult to deal with. Each of them has high attack, defense, and recovery, plus a super thick blood volume. It is difficult to solve them in one or two strokes."
Zhang Heng's cultivation level is still a bit low after all.
If they were at the same level, Pudu Cihang probably wouldn't be able to withstand his thunder.
"You can't get close when you're close, and the power isn't strong enough when you're far away. How can you fight like this?"
Xia Houfei came forward and made a plan with Zhang Heng.
"I have an idea."
Yan Chixia hesitated slightly: "This old demon's body is as strong as iron and is difficult to penetrate with weapons and guns. But think about it, no matter how hard its carapace is, the inside must be very fragile. If we pretend to be swallowed by it and attack from the inside, we will definitely be able to attack it from the inside."
It worked.”
This is such a wonderful idea. Don't think of such a wonderful idea again in the future.
Zhang Heng did not want to be swallowed by Pudu Cihang and then break through its defenses from the inside. He immediately rejected the idea: "We are not in a hurry. The old demon is already a grasshopper after autumn and can't jump around for a few days."
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"It is now fighting us, not us."
"If I can't kill it today, I'll just get the magic weapon and fight again tomorrow. I'll sneak across to Yinping and take a lucky break. It'll be okay if I succeed. If I fail, I won't even have tears to cry."
In the plot.
When Yan Chixia finally killed Pudu Cihang, she was swallowed into her belly and attacked from the inside.
But the problem is, reality is not a movie, there is something called accident.
The current Pudu Cihang is much more powerful than in the movie. Who knows if he can be like the original if he is swallowed.
"How about trying your dream magic?"
Seeing that Zhang Heng was unwilling to take risks, Yan Chixia came up with another plan.
"Dream Technique!"
Zhang Heng's heart moved.
If it were Pudu Cihang under normal circumstances, things like dreaming would definitely be useless.
After all, Pudu Cihang is not only a thousand-year-old demon, but also has a tantric inheritance and a Taoist heart as firm as iron.
But the current Pudu Cihang is not in its heyday.
Its eyes were filled with the will to die, asking itself that no matter whether he won or lost today, he would have no chance of survival. The only difference was sooner or later.
In this case, the heart must be shaken, and dream magic may work.
"I don't know that I am a guest in my dream, and I am greedy for pleasure..."
Zhang Heng flew into the sky and enveloped Pudu Cihang with his dream magic.