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The special effects of the God of Heaven and Earth cannot cross the dark area that cannot be explored by consciousness, and the Sword Demon's flying sword energy cannot fly out either.
Because all these powers must be established in the area that the consciousness can capture, at least the consciousness needs to be able to reach roughly, but there is nothing beyond three feet, and it is impossible to explore any situation inside.
If not, Cruel Gentle only needs to stay still and shoot the Sword Demon's flying sword energy randomly, and one of them will always fly through the field of view of his own person. At that time, her approximate position will be able to be conveyed to others.
But, it can't be done.
This is the chance of victory brought by the shroud of darkness, which makes the special effects of the God of Death lose the ability to move calmly over long distances, making them unable to take care of each other. They don't know where others are, and the only thing they can rely on is their own strength.
The people who were suddenly attacked were in panic, but the people behind them followed the people in front without hesitation, like commanding and passing orders, and rushed out with their guns. They couldn't see the target, but their swords followed the people in front and pierced out.
, maybe miss, maybe hit.
They don't need to know the target precisely.
In the layer upon layer of afterimages of the Divine Shadow Dance, Cruel and Gentle successfully killed all the enemies within three feet in front of it, but immediately many more weapons attacked.
More than a dozen of them flew towards me one after another.
Within the piercing field of vision, Cruel and Gentle didn't even have the slightest hint of foreboding.
Guns came suddenly, dozens of them.
She is able to rely on her fighting instincts to respond when she senses an attack.
The flashing sword light quickly took away the lives of the enemies holding the guns one after another.
The special effects of the God of Death in Heaven and Earth rush towards the northwest with cruelty and tenderness again and again.
As she moves deeper, soon the enemies are not only in front of her, but also on her left and right, and gradually, there are also enemies behind her...
The enemies have surrounded her. She is constantly advancing, but the enemies around her are also constantly attacking. Those behind her follow the attacks of those in front.
The number of weapons that are stabbing at you from all directions is increasing...
The enemies all used long spears, which were weird spears with a long sword connected to the handle of the gun.
There are no moves, no dazzling changes.
Every enemy tried their best to pour 100% of their internal energy, used the fastest speed and the greatest strength, followed the person in front, stabbed out from the side of the person in front of the person in front——
It's so simple and straightforward, without any rules.
However, when the range is too small and there are too many people being attacked, it is more effective than anything else.
During the divine shadow dance, he was cruel and gentle and killed a group of enemies around him.
However, a gun struck her face before she could resist, leaving a three-inch scar on her face, with blood seeping out from the scar.
There were too many weapons thrust out at the same time, and the reaction distance for her was too short. If it had not been her, but someone else, the price they had paid in the combined attack just now would have been even greater.
But at this moment, the result was already terrible. She had only advanced a few dozen feet and was already injured.
How far do we have to go?
How many injuries can she sustain? How long can she withstand the bleeding? How much blood can she shed?
Cruelty and Gentleness have no time to deal with their wounds, and have no such opportunity at all.
She tried to use Qinggong to jump up, trying to jump as high as possible.
However, she can't jump high.
Her limit is just to jump into a peach tree.
System prompt: 'Due to the influence of darkness, you cannot jump to dark areas outside the range of conscious vision...'
Such system prompts announced the futility of her attempts.
All around, many besieging enemies jumped up. One person saw the cruel and gentle little legs on the peach tree, so he jumped up with a shout, and many people behind him jumped up after him.
They don't need to see it, they just need to follow the person in front and thrust out the spear in their hand...
In the swirling pink sword light, there are layers of shadows.
The cruel and gentle sword took away the lives of enemies one by one. Three spears scratched her Qianshanshuiyun battle clothes, and one spear left scars on the skin of her neck...
The enemy's weapons are all enhanced general weapons.
How many times can her Qianshanshuiyun costume withstand the wear and tear of attacks?
System prompt: 'Due to the influence of darkness, the damage to the suit has increased tenfold...'
Cruel, gentle and without anger, no matter how unfair this treatment is. The changes in the world in the past have never targeted the strong. Even when they weakened the strong and increased the cultivation speed of more people, they did not really hinder the power of the leading strong.
Performance is the basic respect for everyone in the martial arts world. But the darkness at this moment is a complete unfair treatment. They have the best weapons and uniforms in the martial arts world, and their strength does not care about the enemy's uniforms at all.
What level it is, the scope of the darkness, the restrictions on abilities, the impact of light skills, the wear and tear of the suit, everything clearly reveals the fact that the darkness is designed for them.
Cruel and Gentle continued to move forward without a moment's hesitation, heading northwest unswervingly.
There are more and more scars.
There were already eight shallow scars on her face.
But she seemed indifferent, as if she didn't know the situation at this moment, as if she didn't know what kind of danger she was in at this moment, her eyes remained the same.
It revealed the kind of beauty that made any enemy dare not look directly at her, but couldn't help but look at her curiously. Then in the curious glance, the special charm in her eyes brought her into a moment of hesitation and despair.
In the mood...
When darkness falls.
Yiyun quickly adapted to the situation. As cruel and gentle as he was, he also tried Qinggong, the special effects of killing the gods of heaven and earth, the sword demon's flying sword energy, and even the sword soul's special skill of killing heaven and earth with a sword.
But none of them can go beyond the dark area three feet away.
The situation is clear at a glance.
Every road Yiyun walked on left a footprint, and deep purple Zixiao Flame burned in the soil on the footprints.
Zixiao Flame can burn for a long time.
If any companions see Zi Xiaoyan, they will naturally know that he has passed by, and the traces of Zi Xiaoyan burning more intensely in the direction of his movement on the soil will naturally let others know that they are arrows in the direction of his movement.
Yiyun is not sure whether others can encounter her, but it is inevitable that she must do as much as possible in this darkness.
Yiyun's eyes naturally switch between emptiness, confusion, and clarity at will.
He held his sword and moved in one direction without thinking about anything.
Being in the dark, knowing nothing, knowing nothing about the location of his companions, and having no way to figure it out, the only thing he can do is to move in one direction.
In the darkness, the range of eyes and consciousness are all limited, and the enemy's attack path can be understood without thinking deeply.
The only most reliable thing is the fighting instinct accumulated through hundreds of years of fighting with the sword in your hand. The fighting instinct that leaves the response and fighting to the selfless mood is definitely faster than catching the attack coming and then responding to it.
How far can you go and whether you can reach the end.
That is something that does not require unnecessary consideration, let the sword decide.
Yiyun is like nothing else, leaving the dominance of consciousness to the fighting instinct of selfless artistic conception.
His eyes were constantly alternating between empty, blurred, and clear.
He just kept moving in one direction.
When he catches the enemy, he moves naturally. While killing the enemy, his sword catches all attacks within range, and responds smoothly with combat instinct.
Even with scars on her face and neck, Yiyun still continued to move forward unswervingly.
When he has to be injured, a practical master will know how to deal with the injury as little as possible. This has already been integrated into his fighting instinct, and there is no need to question it because of the injury. In this case, his fighting instinct must be
Able to achieve the limit of what he can achieve.
The crimson Antarctic Piaomiao grabbed a weapon and while exerting force, the weapon flew around and knocked away a row of enemies.
Xi'er, with blurred eyes, walked forward in the darkness, with a charming smile on her face and no fear.
What should be feared is always her enemy.
Long spears kept thrusting at her from all around. She kept moving forward and her figure kept moving.
Among the spears, she always grabbed the fastest one, and then pushed her backwards and flew horizontally, blocking the attacks of more spears around her, knocking down more people...
The moon moves forward in the darkness...
There was a rare seriousness written on her face, and there was no relaxation at all.
Because she knows that she should be the one who has the hardest time relaxing among all her companions.
The power of artistic conception that is omnipotent is always in a state of preparation.
Apart from the all-powerful attack power of the artistic conception field, Yue'er knew that there was no other way that could help her resolve many unpredictable crises.
Her attack speed is not as cruel, gentle and fast, she does not have Rong'er's tyrannical lethality, she does not have Ling'er's magical body skills, and she does not have Ming'er's high skill and superb combat effectiveness.
She will probably be the first one to fall.
Originally, she was the one least likely to fall, because of the power of Tiandi Xiaoyao, but now, Tiandi Xiaoyao is no longer free. She can only fight alone, facing the unknown direction of her choice, and constantly dealing with it.
Many unknown dangers lie ahead.
Yue'er feels very ashamed, she has never been a true witch.
In terms of martial arts, no one is better than her, in terms of contribution to Lingjiu Palace, and in terms of abilities in many aspects, no one is better than her.
What Mo Wei lacks, and has always lacked, is always the core that a witch must have.
Mo has not yet.
Maybe it will happen soon.
There have always been some masters in Lingjiu Palace whose martial arts were either above hers or not below hers.
No, the past Leng Aoshuang, Yuqi... Zixiao, Xiao Shasha, etc...
She really shouldn't be too relaxed.
Now, she can only rely on her own strength. If she could be as strong as other witches, she wouldn't have to be like this.
Among the random spears that were stabbed, one hit Yue'er right in the heart.
The protective ability of the Qianshan Shuiyun suit made it impossible for this spear to penetrate.
But the internal impact transmitted from the gun clearly showed that the opponent's martial arts level was quite high.
Slight internal injuries made Yue'er know more clearly that she wouldn't be able to go far.
How long has it been?
She was unable to resist and was stabbed in the center by a spear. It was an absolutely fatal mistake. If it weren't for the lead of the suit, she would have fallen.
Slight internal injuries caused her inner energy to be slightly blocked.
The artistic conception level master who stabbed her immediately shouted, "The witch has been shot!"
The enemy launched a siege faster and more violently!
Looking at the more than twenty spears that came into view, Yue'er knew very well that she couldn't cope with them at all. She didn't have superior skills or extreme attributes. She had a very high level of martial arts as a support and could grab the spears at will and kill multiple enemies at will.
Shock back and block.
The power of the white artistic conception field suddenly spread.
It covers an area of three feet around Yue'er.
Every enemy found that their ultimate attribute values were changing chaotically, and their bodies were completely out of control.
Taking advantage of this moment, Yue'er launched a swift and fierce attack.
In a matter of seconds, all enemies in the surrounding area will be killed or seriously injured.
Yue'er breathed a sigh of relief, but she knew that this was not the solution. The attack in the artistic conception field was too energy-consuming, and she did not have the capital to use her internal energy endlessly.
Unless she meets up with others in time, she will be dead in less than a day if this continues.
As soon as the crisis was resolved, many more spears stabbed at him.
Yue'er tried her best to parry them all, then a long sword suddenly stabbed in!
It's a sword, not a gun with a handle.
For a fierce offensive, the choice was still the same as the spear attack just now, the gap.
After Yue'er parried the spear, the most difficult position to deal with immediately came.
'A master? A retired figure from the Yipin Hall elders or an elder master from the Sky Blade Team?'
Such an attack instantly gave Yue'er this idea of speculation.
However, when a group of people rushed into her field of vision with fierce and coordinated attacks, Yue'er knew that these people were not, but retired figures in the past who were not very famous, but had real abilities.
Because of their eyes and expressions, most of the retreat missions of Yipintang and Tianren Team have special temperaments belonging to those two places, and different sharp eyes. They were once in that environment and influenced by the people around them, and gradually acquired it.
His special temperament makes it easy for experts to identify him. It’s not that there are no other people in the arena, but almost all of them are loners. And judging from the tacit understanding of these enemies’ attacks, they should have been retired masters like Yipintang.
.
But no.
With the endless siege and tacit cooperation, Yue'er was under great pressure.
In particular, the attack of the man in the lead was the most severe. Yue'er knew very well that even if she was one on one, she was not very sure of defeating this man.
The all-powerful artistic conception field attack was launched suddenly.
This is Yue'er's life-saving means.
The weapons of the siege came to an abrupt end.
However, only the strongest man's sword still stabbed Yue'er's throat without stopping.
Yue'er pressed her palms together and clamped the sword, but was pushed back by the force of the sword——
