283: Having a spiritual vein is a disaster rather than a blessing
Bang!
Duguhong only opened his five fingers and crushed a few sword elements lightly, and the price he paid was only three or two shallow sword marks.
Although his Qi and blood have long since dried up, there is no real energy left in his body.
But his terrifying physique alone was enough to cope with Zuo Chongming's condensed true energy which was ten times more than that of ordinary people.
With the Tathagata's palm, the Buddha moves the mountains and rivers.
Taking advantage of the momentary gap, Zuo Chongming's long sword circled downwards and slapped the opponent's forehead.
If you can drag it into the illusion, you will definitely gain a huge advantage.
Even though Duguhong reacted in time, his body was unable to compare with that of a living person, so he couldn't avoid it even if he tried to dodge with all his strength.
The palm force is like the wind, blowing past my face.
Duguhong's body froze, and the red light in his eyes suddenly dimmed. It was obvious that he had fallen into an illusion.
Just when Zuo Chongming was about to finish off the attack and end the battle, a sword edge suddenly appeared and stabbed him viciously in the heart.
"not good."
Zuo Chongming's expression changed slightly. The other person broke away from the illusion so quickly. He was simply a pervert.
But if you think about it carefully, it's quite normal.
Duguhong was the guy who took the fourth step abruptly when his way forward was cut off.
Even if only a part of consciousness is left, it is not difficult to break through the illusion.
laugh…….
The tip of the sword was like a poisonous snake spitting a message, and it was close to the chest in the blink of an eye.
Zuo Chongming could clearly feel the terrifying murderous intention contained in the sword.
But he was also a ruthless person. Seeing the urgency of the situation, he could no longer avoid it. Ming Xiaoshan was shocked in response, and with the sound of phoenix, he pointed at the opponent's eyes.
An inch long, an inch strong.
Even though Zuo Chongming started slower, Mingxiaoshan was indeed longer and took advantage of Zhenyuan.
Duguhong was forced to change his tactics and use his sword to block the sharp attack. The next moment, he switched from defense to offense and the aggressive sword attack came again.
Frankly speaking, this battle is not spectacular.
Because Duguhong only relied on his magical weapons and physical strength, while Zuo Chongming had to try his best to gather his true energy in order to compete.
This mess made the scene look like a fight between Body Tempering Realm warriors.
But the difference is that the two are fighting each other, changing their moves, and moving so fast that sonic booms are heard one after another, and the afterimages are blurred.
a long time…….
It's like a symphony is coming to an end.
The long spear collided with the sword's edge, a bright light suddenly appeared, and the ear-splitting sound suddenly stopped.
Zuo Zhongming groaned and stepped back, leaving deep pits on the ground. His face seemed to be painted with white wax, which was a bit frighteningly white.
Its vertical pupils kept shrinking, and the dragon scales produced by stimulating the demon's blood were broken into large pieces, and blood could not stop seeping out.
On the left side of the abdomen, shoulder blade, thigh and other places, there are still shocking blood holes that have been punctured.
There is no doubt that this is the most serious injury Zuo Chongming has suffered since his rebirth.
When he first faced Xu Yunshan, when he encountered powerful enemies such as Qingluan Demon King and Master Liansheng, he did not fall into this situation.
"hiss……"
Zuo Chongming felt the severe pain coming from his body and couldn't help but grinned and took a breath.
This feeling reminded him of the time before time travel, when the studio was in its infancy, and when he went crazy and committed suicide in order to help his boss complete tasks.
"you……."
Dugu Hong was half-kneeling on the ground, with a somewhat complicated emotion in his eyes: "Your talent is unparalleled today and in the past, I am not as good as you."
With incomplete consciousness, he couldn't figure out why an unfocused person like Zuo Chongming could reach this point.
The so-called lack of concentration refers to lack of concentration.
Human energy is limited, and it is impossible to be an expert in everything.
Even the most stunning and beautiful geniuses and monsters will focus on one direction and dabble in other areas, but they will never be indifferent.
The reason why Duguhong has reached this point is not only his extremely high talent, but also his concentration on the way of swordsmanship.
But the appearance of Zuo Chongming today completely overturned his understanding.
When this person fought just now, he not only used palm skills, boxing skills, and sword skills... he even occasionally gathered his true energy and used a few sword skills.
What's even more terrifying is that Dugu Hong can clearly detect that this person not only has extensive knowledge of martial arts, but also has a deep knowledge of them.
You must know that none of Zuo Chongming's martial arts skills are popular.
At least they are all high-level, top-notch martial arts, and there are even several hard-to-find secrets.
If it were applied to other people, one unique skill would be enough to last a lifetime.
Duguhong couldn't understand it and could only attribute it to talent.
"Talent?"
Zuo Chongming squinted his eyes to hide the complexity in his eyes, and said softly: "No one is perfect. I have no spiritual veins after all, right?"
"Spiritual veins?"
Duguhong was startled for a moment, then twitched the corners of his lips and forced out an angry and bitter smile: "Having a spiritual vein is not necessarily a good thing."
At the end of the sentence, his scarlet eyes dimmed slightly, seeming a little angry or bitter.
He didn't know why he felt this way.
Those words just came out of my mouth.
Looking back now, he couldn't tell the reason.
"I seem to……"
Duguhong lowered his head and murmured: "I forgot what I shouldn't forget, what I should remember..."
Zuo Chongming looked at his painful look and sighed secretly: "It's okay to forget. Sometimes knowing too much is not a good thing."
"you know?"
"Know something."
"tell me."
"Can't say."
Zuo Chongming shook his head, there are some things that cannot be stated verbally.
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The Jianluo Underground Palace was in an uproar, and the Sunset Peak was not peaceful either.
The geniuses from various factions rushed to Sunset Peak with two prisoners.
They thought that since they had prisoners to show them the way, the future would be smooth sailing.
But they never expected that as soon as they reached about halfway up the mountain, they encountered no less than ten attacks and countless traps...
This was still the case when Zhan Xiaobai and Li Jianhui gave advice from time to time to help them avoid many pitfalls.
Without the cooperation of the two of them, these geniuses would have been wiped out long ago.
Despite this, the team still suffered heavy casualties.
"Damn sword puppet."
A woman came over cursing, her long, tight, white legs looking particularly dazzling in this dark and gloomy environment.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Not only is she dressed like this, but others also have disheveled hair and tattered clothes, which is completely different from the previous decent dress.
Compared with the embarrassed geniuses, the two prisoners, Li Jianhui, are the most well-dressed and clean ones now.
Li Jianhui glanced at Zhan Xiaobai and saw that she was in a daze, and couldn't help but worry: "Hey, are you okay?"
I don't know why, but since being captured, Zhan Xiaobai has often been distracted.
"ah?"
Zhan Xiao was stunned for several seconds, then shook his head with a forced smile, and vaguely glanced at the talented people: "No, it's okay..."
"It's okay."
Li Jianhui breathed a sigh of relief and looked at the dark sky: "It is said that this small world is based on formations. I really don't know how powerful it is to shatter it."
"It's a cannon."
Zhan Xiaobai blurted out.
She spoke in a loud voice, which attracted the attention of the talented people not far away.
"Cannon? How is that possible?"
Someone was stunned for a moment, and then laughed: "Even if the imperial court comes up with the Dragon God Cannon, it will never collapse a small world."
Others also laughed out loud. They just thought that Zhan Xiaobai was an ordinary person who didn't understand many things, so he talked nonsense.
Li Jianhui's pupils shrank. He could see from Zhan Xiaobai's reaction that the other party spoke with a very firm tone...
What kind of cannon can destroy the small world?
He didn't know, but Zuo Chongming probably knew.
Because Li Jianhui remembered that he had asked not long ago why Jiange was destroyed. At that time, Zuo Chongming was silent for a long time and his expression was a bit complicated.
"It's really a cannon."
Zhan Xiaobai licked his lips, hiding the fear in his eyes, and muttered vaguely: "Huge iron bird, many cannons, monsters..."
Li Jianhui handed over a pot of water and comforted him softly: "Don't be afraid, think about what the Marquis said."
"Um."
Zhan Xiaobai subconsciously grabbed the pendant, as if he felt that Zuo Zhongming was beside him, and the fear in his heart obviously dissipated a lot.
Someone opened the map, looked at it and said, "If we go further, we will reach the ruins of Sunset Palace."
The young man said: "The inheritance must be in the Sunset Palace."
The woman next to her retorted: "Not necessarily, because there seems to be a forbidden area inside the Sunset Palace."
After discussing for a moment, everyone looked at Zhan Xiaobai in unison.
She has the bloodline of the Peak Master, and since she can enter the secret realm, she can naturally sense her ancestors...
They don't feel ashamed at all about robbing other people's ancestors' inheritance.
The treasures in the world can only be found by the virtuous.
"Down, down."
Zhan Xiaobai couldn't help but shudder as they stared at him, and pointed at his feet: "I feel like there is a sense of intimacy in the mountains."
She didn't tell lies.
To be exact, everything she said since being captured has been true.
Because Zuo Chongming's original intention was not to trap these people to death, but to use them to find a way out.
"that……"
Li Jianhui narrowed his eyes and said loudly: "I have a suggestion."
"you say."
Several people also had a good attitude towards him, because Li Jianhui really cooperated along the way and did not cause any trouble.
Li Jianhui stepped on the ground: "Dig a tunnel."
"Eh?"
Everyone was a little confused and didn't react for a while.
Li Jianhui explained in detail: "If we continue to go this way, we will inevitably encounter dangers such as traps, sword puppets, and sword ghosts."
"The most important thing is that we don't know the situation of Sunset Palace, whether there is any big devil or any trap inside."
"With so many unknown dangers, we might as well dig a tunnel directly from here, bypassing the Sunset Palace and going straight to the forbidden area at the heart of the mountain."
This suggestion was actually given by Zuo Chongming.
The other party once said that if these geniuses were too powerful, they would come up with this method to avoid more dangers.
At first, Li Jianhui thought that Zuo Chongming might be overly worried. After all, these people were the proud sons of each sect, so they wouldn't be so rubbish...
Now, he decided to take back this sentence.
Because we were only halfway up the mountain, there were already several casualties. The further we went, the more dangerous it became. Who knows how many were left when we reached the Sunset Palace.
To prevent these 'pathfinding stones' from being exhausted, Li Jianhui decisively spoke out Zuo Chongming's words.
At the same time, I cursed in my heart: "What Mr. Hou said is true, you are really rubbish..."