Chapter Five Hundred and Sixty-Eight I'd rather be a dead ghost than a slave!
Kinetic energy is the energy generated by the movement or collision of objects, which is also a type of energy. As long as it is energy, the Warring States Marshal's martial spirit can absorb it.
When the kinetic energy transferred by Nei Zhengjun is absorbed by Marshal Sengoku's martial spirit, Marshal Sengoku's body will not feel any impact. To him, Nei Zhengjun's sword is so light that it has no mass.
After taking the blow from Lord Nei Zheng, the thunder halberd in the Warring States Marshal's hand exploded, and the violent and raging electric current continued to spread in all directions, bombarding the surrounding stones into powder.
Internal Affairs Lord was also paralyzed by the electricity, and was frozen in place, unable to move. The rubber underwear on his body had many gaps at this time, and he could no longer defend against the attack of electricity.
The Warring States Marshal took the opportunity to thrust out his halberd, directly piercing the heart of Lord Nei Zheng. The blood-stained halberd tip, carrying a large amount of blood and minced meat, penetrated from his back.
A large amount of blood spurted out from the mouth of the Internal Affairs Lord, but the corners of his mouth outlined a dangerous angle, making him look particularly ferocious and crazy.
"Why are you laughing?" The Warring States Marshal was a little confused. Why could he still laugh when he was already about to die?
"Hahaha!"
After laughing wildly for a few times, Mr. Nei Zheng pointed at the ground and said, "Take a good look at your feet."
The Warring States Marshal subconsciously looked down and saw a large number of runes emerging from the ground. These runes were crisscrossed and woven together to form a circular formation with a diameter of twenty meters, which was obviously a super defensive formation.
The formation diagram immediately lit up with bright light, and then unfolded a circular barrier with a diameter of twenty meters, covering the Internal Affairs Lord, the Warring States Marshal, and some Beiyan soldiers.
"This is what I have specially prepared for you in advance." The smile on the corner of Mr. Nei Zheng's mouth became thicker and thicker.
"Do you want to use the barrier to trap me? It's just delaying time. It's meaningless. It's only a matter of time that the royal city falls." Marshal Warring States looked at the barrier with disdain and said calmly.
"You are wrong!"
Lord Nei Zheng tore off his clothes, revealing the ink runes all over his body: "It seems that you still don't know how terrible the "innate ink energy" of my Shangguan family is, right?"
Hearing the words "Innate Mo Qi", the Warring States Marshal frowned and showed a look of vigilance. Apparently he had heard of this set of exercises before.
It is said that those who practice this set of exercises can control a very corrosive gas, which can be said to be a very dangerous set of exercises.
The Lord of Internal Affairs seemed to have forgotten the pain and completely ignored his injuries: "I am the current head of the Shangguan family, but I did not use the "Innate Mo Qi" in the battle just now. Do you know why?"
The Warring States Marshal did not speak, but looked at the Internal Affairs Lord warily.
Nei Zhengjun spat out another mouthful of blood, and then continued: "Because I have already integrated all the "Innate Mo Qi" into my body, integrating it with my muscles, bones, and blood."
"And when my life ends, my physical body will quickly evaporate and turn into a large amount of high-concentration "Innate Ink Qi"."
"This high concentration of "Xiantian Mo Qi" is more than ten times more corrosive than the "Xiantian Mo Qi" in its normal state. Even the protective energy of King Wu can be easily corroded."
"You..." A look of horror finally appeared on Marshal Warring States' face, and he finally understood what this barrier formation was used for.
He immediately pulled out the tired halberd from Internal Affairs Lord's body, then turned around and launched an attack on the barrier.
Waves of attacks landed on the barrier, but they could only cause ripples in the barrier, unable to break the barrier at all.
Lord Nei Zheng laughed even more crazily, as if a huge conspiracy had succeeded: "Don't waste your efforts, it's useless. This large barrier formation can withstand any attack under the Wuzong realm. Even a strong man at the ninth level of the Martial King realm
, and cannot be broken with brute force.”
"And the most important thing is that the defense range of this barrier is 360 degrees with no blind spots. Even the ground can also be defended, so don't think about escaping by digging a hole underground, because it is simply impossible.
!”
The Warring States Marshal suddenly thought of something, turned around fiercely, and glared at the Lord of Internal Affairs fiercely: "So you have been plotting against me from the beginning?!"
Mr. Nei Zheng knelt on the ground, blood continuously flowing from his chest: "Yes, in the two attacks just now, I deliberately knocked you away in this direction. The purpose was to lure you into the area covered by the barrier.
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"So, from the very beginning, you planned to die with me?" Marshal Warring States looked at Lord Internal Affairs and felt that the guy in front of him was simply a lunatic.
Mr. Internal Affairs showed a relieved smile, but a flash of determination flashed in his eyes: "I know that with the strength of the two of us, no matter how hard we fight, we cannot be your opponent."
"The only way to defeat you and save Nanxia is to exchange my life for yours. If I can exchange my life for the hope of the entire Nanxia, my death will be worthwhile!"
After Mr. Nei Zheng finished speaking, Mr. Wai Xiao, who was outside the barrier, was already in tears: "Old Mo..."
The strategy of exchanging lives for lives was thought up by Mr. Internal Affairs himself.
In Wai Xiaojun's plan, this is the last step that will never be taken until it is a critical moment of life and death.
Foreign Xiaojun always thought that there were other ways to deal with the Warring States Marshal, and there was no need for Internal Affairs Lord to take this step.
But he didn't expect that Mr. Internal Affairs would reach this point in the end, which made him feel deeply guilty.
Perhaps seeing the self-blame of the Foreign Xiaojun, the Internal Affairs Lord comforted him: "Old Xie, you don't have to blame yourself. Now that the country is in crisis and the nation is in danger, I, as the prince of Southern Xia, sacrificed my life for the country.
As you should, die vigorously and without regrets!"
"I would rather die in battle than be a slave to the country's subjugation! It is not a pity for me to die. As long as the country of Nanxia still exists, as long as the people of Nanxia are still there, I will die well. At least before I died, I even brought an enemy marshal to come.
If you have such a glorious record, your life will be in vain."
Lord Internal Affairs coughed violently several times, vomited out a large amount of blood and minced internal organs, and used his last breath to say to Lord Lord External Affairs: "Old Xie... After my death, Nan Xia will be entrusted to you... Please be sure to defend the royal city.
, protect the country of Nanxia, and protect our descendants!"
After saying that, Mr. Neizheng fell on his side in a pool of blood and died. His body quickly evaporated and turned into a large amount of ink-colored gas, which expanded in all directions.
As a powerful King of Martial Arts, he could obviously swallow the elixir before dying to save his life, but he did not do so and chose to give up treatment.
Because he is ready to die, ready to trade his life with the enemy, and ready to sacrifice himself to bring a glimmer of life to Nanxia!