The moment the poisonous dragon roared, Lu Zhengkang suddenly felt his whole body stiffen. The opponent's invisible murderous intent poured directly in from his Tianling Cap like a layer of mercury slurry. Lu Zhengkang only felt waves of chills, his hands and feet fell heavily, and his head was filled with air.
Without the support of his mind, the pill was spinning randomly, and white pill gas came out, like a steam valve of a pressure cooker that was being pushed by the airflow.
Martial arts and Taoism are all useless. If he doesn't break through King Wu's pressure, he can only sit back and wait for death!
At the same time, Lord Xuan Jing rushed over with his sword in hand. The tip of the sword dragged on the ground, drawing a scarlet fire. He stepped in front of Lu Zhengkang in three or two steps, turned his hips suddenly, and the evil light giant sword squeezed the air and emitted a dark light.
With a miserable whine, he lifted it up diagonally and slashed towards Lu Zhengkang's neck.
If he was hit, his big head would mysteriously disappear from his neck.
Is this the strength of the mighty King Wu?
Even if he is a living corpse, he is still so violent?
Can't be killed!
Thinking about the corpses of players hanging at the city gate, were some of them killed instantly by Xuan Jingjun? If Lu Zhengkang followed in his footsteps, would he also be considered to have no resurrection value and become one of those hanging at the city gate?
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No matter what, you can't be killed!
Lu Zhengkang's furious spirit made his cheeks sting, as if his brain waves were about to break through the constraints of his skull and muscles and rush out.
His hands and feet felt heavy as if they didn't belong to him.
Unable to move! Still unable to move, he could only watch helplessly. Lu Zhengkang stared at the evil light giant sword. The phosphorescent light of the star color poured out from the charred sword body, and evil whispers broke out in it, as if there were countless greedy people.
The hungry ghost is thirsty for the body and soul of his salt descendant.
The poisonous dragon above Mr. Xuan Jing's head glared, and the vicious energy still firmly controlled Lu Zhengkang's body initiative.
The decapitating blade was approaching so fast that in less than a blink of an eye, Lu Zhengkang could almost feel the chill coming from his neck.
At such a critical moment, Lu Zhengkang felt that his angry spirit finally broke through his facial bones and poured out. His whole spirit just broke out of the shackles of the flesh shell, and the golden light flowing from the inside of the antlers above his head bloomed into brilliant colors from the top.
candlelight...
It was too late to say, but it was so fast that the evil light giant sword had just broken into Lu Zhengkang's neck bone. A palm covered with white fluff and thick nails pinched the blade of the sword tightly, just like grasping the vicious fangs of a poisonous dragon.
It cannot be deposited.
Time almost stood still at this moment.
Lu Zhengkang blinked slowly.
He looked sideways along the hairy arm that blocked the sword blade for him, and to his left stood a tall and handsome white ape with three eyes.
Bai Yuan blocked the sword.
What just... happened?
Lu Zhengkang concentrated on recalling that his spirit broke through Yan Yi's body and burst out. Immediately, this spirit swallowed the Qi Pill above his head and turned into a solid existence, which is the white ape beside him now.
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This is the white ape he saw in his hallucination when he was refining alchemy, with three eyes, silver-white hair, rickets, and a tuft of golden hair on the top of his head.
The White Ape is his spiritual incarnation.
Lu Zhengkang felt extremely strange. Ever since he grew antlers, he would be distracted during battles. But the more distracted he was, the stronger his body's fighting instinct was. Now he realized that it turned out to be a divine will in his subconscious. Maybe
It was his fighting desire and passion that condensed such a wonderful existence, and now, under the crisis of life and death, it has truly transformed!
The three-eyed white ape is like Lu Zhengkang's second body, and he has instinctive control over this incarnation.
The poisonous dragon above Mr. Xuanjing rolled and roared. King Wu slowly raised his right hand, grasped the hilt of the evil light giant sword, and then pressed it down towards Lu Zhengkang.
Bai Yuan held the sword tightly, his nails wiped out the thick red sparks on the surface of the sword, and the arrogant evil light giant sword could only move little by little at the speed of an old lady riding a snail.
Lu Zhengkang took two steps back and pulled his neck out of the sword blade. The wound healed instantly. At the same time, he left the opponent's attack range.
The life-and-death crisis was over, and the white ape dispersed, turning into Qi Dan again and flying back to Lu Zhengkang's head.
The outstanding poisonous dragon bared its cold long fangs and slowly curled back into King Wu's body.
Xuan Jingjun slowly raised the evil light, and Lu Zhengkang slowly raised the cage sea.
The real battle has just begun.
I have to say that the power this King Wu gave Lu Zhengkang was really exciting. Lu Zhengkang licked his dry lips and could feel the slight chill on his face. If there was still blood flowing in his body, it would all rush to his brain.
Now, he feels extremely good. Every inch, every centimeter, every millimeter of his body is giving him strong feedback. The white ape is hiding under his skin, grinning at the poisonous dragon.
Xuan Jingjun's face covered with salt and frost turned slightly. He turned his head slightly and moved his shoulders. His left shoulder moved forward and his right shoulder moved backward. The evil light giant sword held in front of him slowly moved down, and the tip of the sword pointed at the deer.
Zhengkang.
This dark, greasy killing weapon has a cold, purple-tinged phosphorescence constantly appearing on its surface.
Lu Zhengkang slowly moved sideways. As he took one step, the tip of Xuan Jingjun's sword moved one minute, always aiming at his center line.
Continuing to circle back, Xuan Jingjun's upper body kept twisting, and he finally had to move his steps. The moment he raised his left foot, Lu Zhengkang took advantage of the flaw and rushed into the attack range of the evil light giant sword, which was restricted.
Due to the angle, Xuan Jingjun twisted his body first, and then used his giant sword to slash horizontally, which slowed down his speed by a minute.
Lu Zhengkang raised the Conghai sword, held the sword hilt upside down with his right hand, and pressed the sword fingers of his left hand against the sword's spine. He held the sword up like this, blocking Xuan Jingjun's hasty blow, and the two swords met, tearing out a stream of bright red fire.
, Lu Zhengkang only felt a huge pressure coming from him. The blood-tempered cage sea easily withstood the momentum, and then transferred it to Lu Zhengkang's hands. He deflected it slightly at an angle, causing the evil light giant sword to move upward.
Xuan Jingjun's physique was really terrifying. Lu Zhengkang knew that he would not be able to rush to the opponent's feet while blocking the sword, so he bent down, carried Cong Hai behind him, and rolled over under the dark sword curtain.
, then stood up and rushed forward again.
Xuan Jingjun noticed that his opponent was approaching eight feet in front of him, and he suddenly raised his right leg and kicked forward, blocking Lu Zhengkang. He jumped up to avoid the opponent's big foot, which was more than a hundred yards away, and flew into the air.
The stab penetrated into the bone of Xuan Jingjun's calf, and dark red blood mixed with black and purple medulla splashed out from the wound.
Lu Zhengkang was about to take advantage of the situation and slash the opponent's calf with his sword, but the evil light giant sword behind him suddenly reversed, and the blade was pointed directly at the back of Lu Zhengkang's neck. At the same time, Xuan Jingjun raised his leg and swung it, and the Qi Machine Poison Dragon attacked him from behind.
To Lu Zhengkang's left, such a three-party attack made Lu Zhengkang nowhere to hide.
If you dodge to the right, you will be decapitated by the giant sword, and you will definitely die. If you dodge backward, you will be kicked into the sky, and then you will be taken away by the air. If you dodge to the left, you will be grabbed by the poisonous dragon. Then your body will become stiff again, and you will still be killed.
He was crushed to death by the follow-up attack. And if he crawled forward toward Lord Xuanjing's waist, he might not be able to make it in time, and he would be cut in half by the giant sword.
At this moment, Lu Zhengkang abandoned his sword and rushed towards the poisonous dragon. The Qi pill on his head transformed into shape. The three-eyed white ape roared silently and punched out, hitting the poisonous dragon's head, causing it to fly backwards three feet. Lu Zhengkang swam like a gecko.
Like a wall, it crawled around King Wu's thick calves to his legs
belly, avoiding the slash of the evil light giant sword. At this moment, Lu Zhengkang saw that the tip of Cong Hai's sword had pierced Xuan Jingjun's calf, and was exposed in front of his eyes. Lu Zhengkang's imperial eunuch Bai Yuan held the sword
It was pointed, and with a horizontal cut, most of Xuan Jingjun's calf was cut open.
Pours of blood sprayed on the floor, leaving a shallow puddle.