Chapter 169: If you look for it, you will do it hard (1)
Shengba’s expression changed!
Now he is like a young man who is obsessed with playing chess. When he meets a senior who has profound attainments in chess, he immediately starts learning with humility and piety.
It is also like a man who likes to drink wine. After tasting the most beautiful wine in the world, he is already intoxicated.
Because every set of the magical swordsmanship that appeared in his sea of consciousness at this moment was a mysterious sword move carefully selected by Nie Heng. Even in the world outside the continent at the bottom of the well, they were all top-notch skills.
And these magical sword skills all have one thing in common: fast, unparalleled speed!
Faced with so many wonderful swordsmanship and supernatural powers, if Saint Ba, who is known as a swordsman, is not obsessed with it, then it can only be said that he is just a person seeking fame and reputation!
But he is not a person who seeks fame and reputation, he is indeed a swordsman who is obsessed with swordsmanship!
Nie Heng smiled, watching Sheng Ba's eyes hovering blankly, knowing that this guy was using his so-called fastest sword to try to counter Nie Heng's magical sword skills one by one.
If you do this, the outcome is already doomed: Shengba will be disappointed, hurt, and even more eager.
Because those swordsmanship magical powers will appear in the sea of consciousness of Shengba, just like a senior swordsman, showing them one by one in front of Shengba.
What's more, Holy Eight, who is obsessed with swordsmanship, will definitely use his fast sword to compete with those swordsmanship magical powers in the sea of consciousness, but even if those swordsmanship magical powers are incomplete, they are enough to make Holy Eight unable to parry!
Sure enough, sweat started to flow from Shengba's forehead first, and the corners of his mouth began to twitch from time to time. Then his whole body was soaked with sweat, and sharp breaths would occasionally pierce out of his body like swords, bringing his blood with them.
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This is very similar to the scene when Nie Heng climbed to the Hidden Sword Pavilion in Luocheng.
"Even if I want to leave now, he won't notice...but..."
Still staying where he was, Nie Heng was calculating: kill or leave?
He knew that Shengba had integrated all his mind into the sea of consciousness, which made Shengba ignorant of everything happening in the outside world.
He is worthy of being a swordsman. He is obsessed with swordsmanship and has completely forgotten himself...
This also means that if Nie Heng sacrifices three shadow bodies at the same time, there will be a great possibility of severely damaging the Holy Eight.
Or, Nie Heng can at least leave and teleport the scroll!
Even if he leaves here, I believe Shengba will not notice it.
but……
Do you really want to leave now and give up this opportunity to kill the Holy Eight?
No!
Having lived in two lifetimes, Nie Heng deeply understood one truth: missing any opportunity to kill a powerful enemy would be cruel to oneself!
So he is still calculating, calculating when and how to take action in order to achieve the greatest success!
Even though his shadow-incarnated body could only perform killing moves at the level of the first level of the Martial Saint, the opponent was a strong man at the second level of the Martial Saint.
But Nie Heng still wants to kill the other party!
He knew that one of his purposes in entering Yaoxian Castle was to kill enough minions of the Holy Lord.
Now that you have identified this goal, why not be more ruthless?
Sometimes, the end justifies the means, which is actually the best way!
Thinking of this, Nie Heng still smiled, but his murderous intention was strong in his heart.
He believed that if he took action now, the chance of winning would be slim: if one blow could not severely damage Shengba, Shengba would suddenly wake up, and the next situation would be difficult for Nie Heng to control!
So he still needs to wait, waiting for Shengba to be weaker, whether in terms of strength or his soul power.
At the same time, he is also waiting for a little more help from himself: he knows that his other shadow incarnation is coming, and he is also bringing a sword!
The Holy Eight is the Holy Eight. He slowly fell to the ground from the hovering state, still sitting cross-legged with his eyes closed, and his whole body was already stained with blood.
Time continued to pass, and more than an hour later, Nie Heng raised his head and looked in a certain direction.
Shijian came and was led by a shadow incarnation, and found this place.
This shadow transformed into a virtual body is the one who led Kong Mingzi away in the first place.
After leaving Kong Mingzi, he followed Nie Heng's wishes and found the sword that was protected by Nie Heng's barrier and hidden deep in a valley.
Now, they are here.
Shi Jian's arrival meant that Nie Heng finally got the pill he wanted.
Immediately taking all the restoration pills sent by Shi Jian, Nie Heng immediately began to close his eyes, breathe out and regulate his breathing.
He knew that the Restoration Pill possessed by Shi Jian was not enough to help him quickly return to the strength of the Third Martial Master Realm, because he had already given almost all of his spiritual power to the Holy Child.
Help the holy boy "become a Buddha" by taking pleasure in helping others.
Therefore, the general-grade Restoration Pill can only help Nie Heng recover to the strength of the Martial Master level at most.
But enough!
And he will still only show his strength to the level of a martial artist - this is a trap he has dug long ago, and he will not change it easily!
In addition, with the fourth Shadow Transformation Void Body taken back, Nie Heng has one more trump card. Moreover, even the Holy Eight did not notice the changes here and did not know about the arrival of the Shadow Transformation Void Body and the Shijian!
But until now, he is still waiting!
After waiting like this for more than half an hour, Shengba not far away suddenly opened his blood-red eyes, looked up to the sky and let out a long roar.
This long roar contained unwillingness, excitement, longing and some even stranger emotions.
When the roar ended, he spat out a large mouthful of blood, and his whole body immediately withered to the extreme.
Even his strength has fallen below the Martial Saint realm...
With such strength, if Nie Heng was not injured, he could definitely be easily killed!
But Nie Heng was injured first after all, and his current strength has not yet fully recovered.
So Nie Heng still has no plans to take action immediately!
What he wants is to achieve the absolute annihilation of the Holy Eight in the safest way and at the smallest cost!
Wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth, Shengba looked at Nie Heng with his bloodshot eyes: "Give me, give me the complete magical power of swordsmanship, I want the complete one, not the incomplete one!"
He was roaring, with anger and an even more obvious desire.
Looking at him, Nie Heng looked cold and asked: "How many sword moves did your quick sword defeat?"
He knew that in the past few hours, Shengba had been using his "fastest sword" to try to fight against the incomplete sword skills given to him by Nie Heng.
Hearing this, Shengba bared his teeth and gasped, but did not answer.
"You can't even crack any incomplete set of sword skills!" With a sarcastic smile, Nie Heng continued to ask: "Do you still believe that the sword the Holy Lord gave you is the fastest sword?"
Shengba took a deep breath and tried to calm himself down, but ultimately failed.
He was still breathing heavily, and the blood on his body was still flowing continuously: he had failed. His fastest sword was no match for Nie Heng's magical sword skills.
Nie Heng's swords are faster and stronger than his, and they also change more and more mysteriously!
It can be said that the fastest sword of the Holy Eight is simply rubbish when compared with those swordsmanship magical powers!
Seeing that he did not speak, Nie Heng said coldly: "In our Xuanjian Sect, if you reduce your strength to the same level as most of my Xuanjian Sect's disciples, then your sword will not be able to defeat anyone in my Xuanjian Sect."
Disciple!"
Rumble…
Shengba's bloody eyes widened completely: He has been obsessed with kendo his whole life, and he thought that he had already surpassed other kendo masters in the world along the way, but what about now?
If he had a fair fight with any disciple of Xuanjian Sect due to his strength, his sword could not defeat any disciple of Xuanjian Sect?
What a cold and cruel reality this is!
He had heard from the Holy Master that this world was actually called the Continent at the Bottom of a Well. Unexpectedly, he was really just a frog at the bottom of the well!
How could he accept this?
His heart was in chaos at this moment!
Shijian looked at Shengba. Although she didn't know who the other party was, she still held her sword to guard Nie Heng.
Protected by his sword, Nie Heng continued: "If I wanted to kill you, I would have had countless opportunities just now, and I could have killed you thousands of times!"
After hearing this, the Holy Eight Heavenly Consciousness swept through and confirmed that Nie Heng had the strength of a martial artist.
Such strength is not worth mentioning to the Holy Eight!
Even if he had been completely lost and defenseless before, even if a martial artist at the martial master level tried his best to attack, he would only be slightly injured at most and would not be able to kill him at all.
He thought this way, so he said: "You can't do it, so you didn't dare to take action before!"