Liar was indeed speechless, but he didn't need to say anything more. He just laughed a few times with a nasal tone, as if the line on his lips didn't exist, and his skin had never been pierced by a needle. This time, he actually meant it.
The ground is injured, but won't it hurt him?
Although he remained silent, he reached out to his left eye with one hand. Under the magic circle, no one else could tell whether there was anything hidden. They saw him clenching his fist and catching the light of the magic circle.
into his hand. At this time, he seemed to have touched something real. He stretched out his arm again, and the handle of the knife was held in his hand, and a straight knife with a cold light came out of his eyes.
It came out like a straight snake climbing out of a cold cave.
"Is it the "scabbard"?" Master Lintian thought for a moment, "He probably released the part containing the resentment out of the barrier."
"...Can we just cut it off?" Even so, Xie Zhe actually wasn't too sure.
"If we work together, we should..." Jiao Mo didn't feel that he had a chance to win.
The gap is too big. Wuyongzhen is a person with no logic and no rules. In other words, he has his own set of principles. Shi Wuqi stretched out his hand in front of Lin Shanhai, and he knowingly placed the Demon-Conquering Pestle in his hand. However, even if
This thing has great power, but it won't help if he can't get close to Liar's body. His every move is like a ghost. No matter what strategy they adopt or what tactics they use, he is as false as his words. No one can ever hurt him in the slightest.
.
Ling Huan didn't dare to raise her head at all. Although she was very concerned about the current battle situation, she never had the courage to look directly. Her head was close to Han Zhan, and the down on his body had not completely faded. Although he looked closer to a human at the moment,
But the characteristics of the fox still remain in his body
Above. Ling Huan thought that she did not have the guts to look at this battlefield, maybe because there were two trustworthy helpers, and they were so powerful. What's more, her hearing was so keen, just by the sound of these weapons connecting,
A complete and smooth picture will appear in your mind.
"It's just a waste of time and energy to go on like this. So, what should we do?" Kuchtsuki-kun, who was leaning next to the barrier, said slowly, and kept shaking the eye-catching cigarette rod in his hand. "Oops.
...Are you actually more capable than I thought?"
His tone suddenly changed, as if there was something unexpected. At the same time, she did hear the sound of something being scratched, but it was not clothing or skin, it was something she had never heard before and could not judge. So
She raised her head and was surprised to find that Wuyongzhen was really injured. His sleeve was torn.
About a third of the arm was scratched, but no blood flowed out. Only the blue halo slowly floated away from the wound. It looked like a fluid, but it was light, closer to a gaseous state, or a flame.
Near the wound, the color becomes more intense, and at the end it becomes very light, completely dissipating into the air and disappearing in the skylight.
The golden thread was still sewn on his mouth. Facing the surprised gazes of everyone, he smiled and said nothing. Then, amidst the surprised gazes, he raised his sword and chopped off his forearm from the injured area. Almost all of it was cut off.
Everyone trembled. He showed no pain at all, and even continued to smile. And the man who was chopped
The broken forearm has not yet separated from the body. There is a small distance between the two fractures, about an inch. Before that, the resentment had actually passed through it. But it was suspended like this, not connected with his
The body broke away. He adjusted his posture and held the straight knife tightly with both hands, just like the severed hand and the handle of the knife were firmly fixed.
"A body that cannot be harmed even by the Six Paths Divine Weapons is quite powerful. It seems that even if he stands still and lets them cut him into pieces, he can still stand here well. This time we are going to
How to win?"
Ling Huan tried her best to ignore the intriguing tone of Lord Xueyue. She wondered if the spell that gathered the doll fragments in the forest at that time was also related to this? How did they solve it at that time? The shadow... yes, it was a shadow. But she
Can you get out from the barrier set by Jiao Mo? If you get out,
Isn't there no one to take care of Hanshang? Will Kuchugetsu-kun take action against her? Even if not, can she still exert the key power at that time? Everything is unknown. Perhaps Shiranui's power can make him
Injured? But regardless of Han Sheng's appearance, Shiranui has already...
She didn't want to look at Lord Kutsutsuki one more time.
Ling Huan turned her attention to her friend, and she unexpectedly discovered that Shi Wuqi seemed to have thought of something similar to hers. He suddenly grabbed Xie Zhe's wrist, and it was like a thin snake.
The winding shadow quickly crawled over Xie Zhe. The latter was startled and looked a little panicked. She heard Shi Wuqi explain to him in a low voice:
"Only you can get close to him. You know his combat ideas... Try it. Just cast this shadow on his body and we will try to cut off his ability to maintain integrity."
"What should I do?"
"Do it by feel."
As soon as she finished speaking, the sword energy of resentment came from not far away, with the force of breaking the ice, setting off blood-red waves of sand on both sides. The two were separated by the sword energy, but the shadow had already reached Xie Zhe. She saw the uneasiness
The shadow traveled all over his body, sometimes passing over his face in a hurry, sometimes fleeting on his hands. I'm afraid this shadow was as chaotic as his heart.
He had no choice but to bite the bullet. In fact, Xie Zhe couldn't explain why he knew the route of the lie. He couldn't say that he had thought it through clearly, but at least he had a general control over the general direction. Almost subconsciously, he could tell the lies in a short time.
You can guess the opponent's next move within a certain period of time. And every move he makes is nothing.
Even if the flaws are seen through, there is no way to break them. But occasionally there are still some oversights. After all, martial arts is not a lie. For the two of them, dancing with swords is an extra "life-saving pastime"
". Xie Zhe was a little unwilling to admit that even in terms of fighting instincts, the two of them were so similar.
The Subduing Demonic Pestle has no use for the time being. Shi Wuqi used a fan to assist his actions from a distance, and Jiao Mo had no weapons. Master Lin Tian was not a swordsman, but he could use immortal skills to direct Duan Chenhuan's trajectory, and he could also fight with
The lies created a distance. This left more space and opportunities for Xie Zhe's actions. He knew in his heart that
Thinking about useless things is just a waste of time. He simply gave up thinking and acted freely based on his body's will. As the number of fights increased, he was convinced that every time he almost encountered a lie, it was not intentional.
Let yourself go. So even if he didn't think much about it, this uneasiness was still growing quietly.
Wu Yongzhen didn't speak anymore. He just laughed, laughing softly. The laughter passed through the threads and lingered in Xie Zhe's ears. He felt dizzy and had something to say about this kind of mockery.
You can't show off your irritation. But it seems that you have already lost if you are angry. This is not only messing up the situation, but also equivalent to letting the other party challenge you.
The provocation succeeded - and corroborated his previous words. Xie Zhe felt that he was trapped in a strange circle. No matter what he thought, whether he thought about it or not, it would affect his judgment and actions. He gradually became less handy, and Wu Yonghe could sometimes
To hurt him, use the knife that will leave scars.
He was in pain, and every wound reminded him of the fact that he had returned to the human world. The whine of the hungry ghost realm was endless, and the endless complaints and demands were no more painful than the impact of the barrier. Even, thank you
Zhe began to feel an indescribable hunger - it turned out to be a desire for silence. Kill the other person, or kill himself. It would be enough to leave only one of the two too similar individuals... or so he thought.
A flash of confusion and lies had already come to him. The unpredictable magic circle in his left eye was so mysterious and so fascinating. Neither Duan Chenhuan nor the shadow had a chance to touch the enemy, and the enemy's sword was already high
Lift up before your eyes.
"Go to hell."
Someone has joined the battlefield.
The sharp sword pierced Wu Wongzhen's head and passed through the magic circle. The bright sword tip protruded from the eye socket, only a little distance from Xie Zhe's eyes.
A drop of cold sweat slipped from Xie Zhe's forehead.
It was the sword that Shi Wuqi gave to Han Zhang, a long sword stored in a short scabbard. But the person holding the sword was not Han Zhang - the person who just spoke was not Han Zhang, let alone Wuyong Lan.
"Ask, ask Yingying...?"
Xie Zhe turned his head stiffly and looked at the place where Jiao Mo had set up protection. Ling Huan was kneeling on the ground with his hands folded in front of his chest, looking worried. Then he looked at Han Shang, who was holding tightly in his hands.
Holding the short scabbard, he slightly raised his face. Under the messy long copper-colored hair, a pair of sharp, hot and cold eyes like fox fire stared fixedly at this side.
When? Just now...? How did they...
Wenying's hand did not let go. Her eyes were similar to Han Sheng's, a little clearer than her brother's. Those pure and flawless eyes clearly reflected everything in front of her. The sharp long sword she pulled out
, penetrated Wuyonglan’s head. Where it was connected to the sword body, the glowing blue fox fire and the demonic power overflowing from the lies blended, tore and fight.
.
Ah, her eyes are so clear and clean... Is it because there are tears swirling in them? Has she ever killed anyone in such a long life? As a monster, it doesn't seem to be anything new. At least, she has killed monsters.
Well, isn't Wu Yongzhen also a monster now? Maybe she is
I wanted to cry because I was afraid. I was afraid of confronting such a powerful enemy, I was afraid that my brother would be so traumatized, I was afraid that my friends would be in trouble, I was afraid of the seemingly endless darkness and loneliness that I just fell into... No matter what
However, her tears did not fall after all.
Everyone was so surprised. Surprised by Wenying's appearance, surprised by Hanshang's cooperation, surprised by...
Lord Kutsutsuki looked on with cold eyes.
True to what he said, he did not take action. From beginning to end, he just watched from the sidelines, just like before, like always, and like he promised most of the time.
But his mouth was still chattering.
"It's a sword that can cut off souls... Logically speaking, Liar's soul should still be inside the barrier, like every organ of his, existing in any form and blending in any form. So he shouldn't be affected.
?Then, what are you talking about? Ah, I understand, or should I say——"
"Actually, we never left the barrier from the beginning."
It was Shi Wuqi's turn to show that sarcastic smile.
