"Cough cough cough" coughs mixed with blood kept ringing out, but the owner of this suffering was not Meng Zhao, but the Forty-Nine who had been sitting firmly on the Diaoyutai. At this moment, the Forty-Nine was no longer as elegant and relaxed as before, and there were everywhere on his body.
The visible wounds were bleeding continuously.
Although he seemed to have many advantages, Meng Zhao was surprised that Forty-Nine did not use recovery techniques to repair his injuries, and those injuries looked scary, but Meng Zhao was confident that he could recover with just his physical cultivation, but
This forty-nine did not use any martial arts to recover from his injuries, nor did he rely on physical cultivation to recover. This made Meng Zhao immediately alert, and his attacks became more cautious and powerful.
Forty-nine was naturally aware of this change in Meng Zhao, but he could only grit his teeth secretly. It was not that he did not practice recovery techniques, but as Pu Jinyuan said, this terminal technique
The most widely spread and best cultivation method of our time is the Quanti Self-cultivation Technique!
The reason why he didn't use the skills was because everyone has their own unique energy fluctuations, and the skills he used before were all from the World Destruction Sect. Naturally, religious disciples like Pu Jinyuan couldn't recognize them, but they could
Once he develops the Zhunti self-cultivation skill, this fluctuation will be remembered by Pu Jinyuan and others. If he encounters his true self, he will be in unspeakable pain.
It's not that Forty-Nine has never thought about using physical cultivation to recover, but once he uses his vitality, there will be a sense of numbness around the wound, and then there is a thunder-attributed vitality fighting against his vitality. These thunder-attributed vitality
The vitality is naturally left by Meng Zhao, and it is Wugenzhiping. It is naturally very simple to expel it, but at this time, in the middle of a battle, how can I give you time?
In this short period of time, the two fought for nearly ten more rounds. Naturally, both sides had wounds on their bodies. However, Meng Zhao's wounds recovered instantly, while Forty-Nine could only endure it.
Wounds, but everyone understands that as time goes by, the loss will be forty-nine!
And Forty-Nine also knew it, so when the two of them were staggered, he took the opportunity to distance himself, and then the vitality on his body fluctuated violently, and the wounds on his body suddenly returned to their original state. After that, the vitality on Forty-Nine's body turned into a finger-thick vitality whip towards Meng.
Zhao was attacking, but Meng Zhao was always alert, so when the Vitality Whip attacked, Meng Zhao used his Vitality Knife to block it one after another, but the blocked Vitality Whip continued to attack Meng Zhao as if it had a spirit.
Two fists are no match for four hands. As the number of vitality whips increased, Meng Zhao accidentally got one of the vitality whips wrapped around his ankle. This immediately made Meng Zhao lose the initiative. Meng Zhao wanted to cut off the vitality whips immediately, but there were so many.
Naturally, Meng Zhao would not be satisfied with the Vitality Whip. In the end, Meng Zhao was wrapped into a rice dumpling by the Vitality Whip, leaving only his waving right arm and his left eye, which was not blocked from view.
Seeing that Meng Zhao was entangled, Forty-nine suddenly became happy. The long sword in his hand was thrown towards Meng Zhao like a flying knife. The black flames that were constantly emitting around the long sword looked extremely dangerous. Meng Zhao was immediately stunned when he saw this.
After disbanding the vitality sword, bursts of electric light appeared all around, and the electric light rushed towards Forty-Nine along the vitality whip. Its speed was so fast that Forty-Nine could not react for a moment, and he groaned suddenly.
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After being shocked by Meng Zhao, the black flame sword controlled by Forty-Nine also paused for a moment, which made people think it was an illusion, but the speed of slowing down made people sure that it was not an illusion. Under Meng Zhao's constant electric shocks, the sword was entangled.
Meng Zhao's vitality whip was broken and loosened, and Meng Zhao took the opportunity to break away naturally. Forty-nine was naturally aware of this, but he seemed to be frightened by the electricity and stopped pestering Meng Zhao, and instead concentrated on controlling the black flame sword.
Meng Zhao looked at the black flame sword that had reached his chest, and immediately kicked his legs back. At the same time, a slightly shorter thunder spear appeared in his hand. When Forty-Nine saw the thunder spear, he immediately
His body trembled uncontrollably, and it was this tremor that made the Black Flame Long Sword pause. Meng Zhao took advantage of the blink of an eye to throw the thunder spear towards the Black Flame Long Sword.
"Boom" was accompanied by a violent explosion. Pu Jinyuan's group and Forty-Nine looked nervously at Meng Zhao, who was covered by smoke and dust. However, a thunder spear rushing out of the smoke and dust revealed the winner.
The moment the thunder spear appeared, Forty-Nine seemed to be running away to the side. However, it was at this moment that he realized that his legs were trembling and could not move at all. Forty-Nine understood that he had been hit by the dozen or so spears earlier.
The thunder spear was frightened out of the shadow. Looking at the thunder spear getting closer and closer, Forty-Nine roared, "Elder, save me!"