Now he has not given time to continue thinking. The other party has touched him and he must attack!

The broken tentacles above his head, which had been in a state of depression for the past few days, were also flashing faintly at this time. Wang Chong could increase his pressure from death. Anlixike was not a vegetarian. He was also an absolute combat type. Even if he forced himself to face up to a lowly human hero, it was a pride and conceit in his bones. But now he felt the threat of life and death, and he also wiped out his impatience these days and instantly entered the state.

The other party's variable frequency figure seemed unpredictable, but the Nebula Holy Sword danced in an instant, just like its own halo, appearing in the air, slashing down with one sword! This feeling comes from the sword saint's grasp of the sense of space, and he didn't even look with his eyes. This intuition guide allows him to break through the limitations of vision.

Star Breaking Slash!

Then this crucial sword was still lost.

A curve appeared on the corner of Wang Chong's mouth. It was time to show a wave of real technology, so that the octopus rustled understand what a human warrior is!

Wang Chong appeared one by one around Anlixi, shaking like a shadow. Faced with Anlixi's crazy slashing and slaughtering, Wang Chong was completely close to his body and was not afraid at all.

Anlixi's Nebula Holy Sword kept falling, and his face became heavier and heavier. His opponent was by his side. The sword saint, who was famous for melee combat, could not attack him! The breaking of his left hand was indeed too great, making his attack unsmooth, but this was definitely not an excuse that a dignified sword saint could find when facing a heroic soul.

When the flying shadows are superimposed on the shadow dance, it seems that the king of Assassin is reborn. This step that can be called the soul dance makes Anlisi feel mentally disorganized. If this continues, he will be finished!

The violent energy exploded and bounced away the irresponsible Wang Chong. The holy sword was raised, and the wound that had been forcibly suppressed for several days suddenly collapsed. Blood kept overflowing. His physical strength was consumed rapidly in an instant, and his injuries were out of control. But now he no longer cared about it. The enemy was getting stronger and stronger. If this continued, he would definitely die!

kill!

The man and sword are united!

The lightning suddenly entangled, and the dignified swordsman was forced to fight a human hero in this way!

But before he could completely take out the thing at the bottom of the box, a fierce impact suddenly came from the left, and he used this brainless move to think that Wang Chong was still the original Wang Chong. The aura could only block it. With the help of the clown mask, Wang Chong cut in instantly!

Domineering body - triple strength!

boom!

Wang Chong felt that his punch might be at least 30,000 Grasso's power, so powerful that he himself was unbelievable. If Oscar and others saw it, their eyes would fall off directly. This would definitely be the combat power of the top ten brigade commanders. Among the heroic souls in the entire holy land, only a very small number of so-called devourers who have understood the essence of the battle can do it!

Usually, 30,000 Grasso hit Anlisi's body without any pain, but now, he felt a sense of chest tightness and his body turned violently. With the severe pain, the gathered power was actually broken away in the impact.

The power of the human sword unity was instantly broken. He endured the severe pain and waved his hand instinctively. The Nebula Holy Sword pulled out a shining arc in the air, but the opponent had already walked behind him.

The domineering body - the back to the mountain collapse!

The terrifying impact force instantly erupted, and even with a lightning-like slash!

After all, he was the Sword Saint. His body was pushed into the air and he did not completely lose his balance and direction. The clear threat made his mind clearer. However, the other party took it too quickly, and the figure seemed to be everywhere. Anlixi had no time to dodge and almost subconsciously turned his head. He was also feeling and adapting to the opponent's attack. It was just 30,000 Grasso, which was not necessarily too heavy. He could carry it for a while. As long as he held it down, his opponent's weird shadow mist would be broken by himself!

This was his instinctive reaction, but he regretted it the next second.

The seemingly powerful whip legs are just a cover, and the figure that sways in the air is just the effect of shadow dance. The opponent's target is not him, but the sword in his hand!

Two iron-like palms were squeezing from below, locking his wrist while he was distracted by his head. The pulling and impact of the joints folded his left hand hard, and his joint was dislocated. Although it was instantly corrected by the powerful soul power that penetrated the whole body of the sword saint, the sword in his hand fell off at the moment when his arm was dislocated and pulled over by the other party!

Nama~~~

In the language of the Misobudabi people, that means ‘no’.

Anlixi's eyes were already bloodshot and he roared wildly, but it was useless. The opponent not only grabbed the sword quickly, but also made faster subsequent movements. His heavy legs were already connected at this time, kicking him, who had already lost his balance one after another.

The warriors of Misobudab are all named after swords, swordsmen, great swordsmen, sword saints, and sword gods. It can be seen that the status of swords in this civilization in the minds of these warriors is like life and even higher than life, and is a witness to their honor!

boom!

Anlisi hit the ground hard, and the outburst of extreme anger actually made him find balance in the air. The grounding posture with his hands on the ground was not too embarrassing, but his face turned purple and red.

When the other party's long sword was bought, it looked ordinary, but Wang Chong immediately felt a different feeling.

A good sword is hard to describe, not so-called sharpness or anything else. Wang Chong has seen the world. No matter how powerful the master in the holy land is forged by dead objects. At least the most expensive one Wang Chong has ever sold is also true. The powerful treasure is like Muzi's life and death coffin, as if it has a soul. This long sword gives Wang Chong the feeling that his mind can connect and communicate with him.

As if I felt Wang Chong's will and temptation, a faint nebula light appeared faintly on the dim sword.

Fit!

Anlixi, who was already so angry that his face turned purple, was stunned when he saw this scene.

His anger comes from shame. For the Sword Saint, the sword is there, and the sword is there, but what is surprised is the reaction of the Nebula Holy Sword in the other party's hands. It is not an ordinary sword, but the treasure of the Sword Sect that has been passed down for countless years. It has its own sword soul and consciousness. If it falls into the hands of people who are not recognized, it will not show the faint nature of the Nebula. Even Anlixi is barely accepted by the Nebula Holy Sword because of his bloodline. How is it possible for a mere human or an alien race?!

Wang Chong on the opposite side didn't know this and didn't care. With his fists alone, it was actually difficult to truly break through the opponent's incomplete defense. Now he just relied on his sudden change of tough style to catch the opponent off guard. If he really wanted to let the opponent go, with the strength of the Sword Saint, he would quickly adapt to his attack routine, and that would probably be his own death.

Therefore, taking a sword is a necessary part of the plan, which is the key to solving the battle. Without the sword, the opponent is like a tiger with teeth drawn. With Anlisi's physical condition, he no longer has the possibility of killing himself with one blow.

A touch of killing intention flew over Wang Chong's eyes. The closer he was to the moment of success, the more calm he was.

Without the slightest arrogance or pride, the ghost step forward, accompanied by the blessing of Feiying, although it is not as good as the soul's Shadow Dance, it pushes the frequency conversion technique to a more terrifying limit.

Anlixi was almost crazy. Not only was the sword snatched, but now he felt that even his consciousness that exceeded one level could no longer lock onto the other person's figure! Simply put, he felt that he had lost the ability to resist.

This guy has endless combat skills, a routine that cannot be grasped at all. In the seriousness of the Sword Saint, he can see through the low-end combat skills at most once, but this monster always changes. Clouds are not normal and water has no place to settle down!

Humans...

Wang Chong has already arrived, with a sword in his hand, I have it all over the world, the circuit has been fully penetrated, based on the three major circuits, and then the combination circuit is launched with the soul core as the center, which is completely formed by instinct.

This is a kind of talent. If you know it, you will know it. If you understand it, you will know it.

The sword was in Wang Chong's hand, and the Buddha formed a part of his body. The foot was under the shadow dance, so he naturally used the assassin's skills. The sword was a bit long, but Wang Chong couldn't feel it at all. The soul-casting stage was stagnant from external objects, but the heroic soul-stage would not be like this!

This sword has a soul, and Wang Chong's soul matches Wang Chong's understanding and heart. It seemed to understand that the sword made a wonderful crisp sound, and Anlixi, who was already dazzling, completely fell into despair.

This is not just a defeat of strength, but a despair of the soul, because the Nebula Holy Sword actually thinks that the other party is more suitable to be its master. This is a real fusion, not his forced control.

Only the despair of the Sword Saint and Wang Chong's soul dance steps remained between heaven and earth.

Flying Shadow and Sky Slash!

Kill~!!!!!!!!!

At this time, Wang Chong was completely immersed in the beauty of combining soul power circuit and combat skills. This was a wonderful fusion. Everything was so natural and smooth. With the sword in his hand, every movement, every breath, and even every trace of soul power flow, it was incomparable, with the right time, place and people!

bass!

Hidden in the countless dazzling phantoms, a ray of light flashed instantly, silently.

Sword stops.

The Divine Sword was bloodthirsty and made a buzzing sound, while the arrogant sword saint was completely frozen. His eyes were filled with incredible fear, his mouth widened but could not make any sound. Then his neck slipped slightly, "bone rolled", and his head rolled down gently, and the incision was as flat as the surface of the water.

For Anlisi, he finally made a contribution to the divine sword that he had never been able to control - a sacrifice.

When the strong enemy fell, Wang Chong also sat softly on the ground, his sword inserted in front of him. He gasped heavily, and his heartbeat suddenly accelerated.

God, he actually did it, defeated a sword saint and a heavenly soul, he really did it!

Even Wang Chong, who has always been very happy, couldn't help but whistle to the sky and express his depression. Since entering the holy land, various suppressions have not only changed in the pattern, but the important thing is that he has been wandering outside the holy land's physique and doing non-mainstream practice, and the results of the battle have verified everything.

He couldn't help but stretch out his hand and pinched it, looking at his fist. Although he felt a little weak when he relaxed, all the things in this battle were penetrated like a heart of blessings. At this moment, his entire vision suddenly realized that it reached a certain level, and everything suddenly became clear.

In the soul-casting stage, the body's control power exceeds the strength of the soul power, so it can be controlled freely and can be used with all its energy. It is called seeing the mountain as a mountain.

When entering the heroic soul stage, the strength of the soul power is far beyond the physical endurance, and the difficulty of control is difficult, and the pursuit of a so-called "return to nature" is called seeing that the mountains are not mountains.

And now, through the soul power circuit, he has established a new system and broken the barriers of the Hero Soul Period for hundreds of years. It is called seeing the mountains or the mountains.

On the path of human cultivation, although the Hero Soul Stage is a small realm, it is also an extremely important link in the past and the future. Wang Chong has embarked on his own path!

At this time, Simba also returned to her original form with a loud bang. She sat on Wang Chong's face and twisted it on purpose. If there was a bastard, Simba wouldn't mind giving her a free meal.

Wang Chong was slapping it apart in his refreshing sense, but Simba had not recovered from the thrilling fierce battle just now. Wang Chong seemed to have won easily, but in fact, how dangerous it was, I'm afraid only Simba knew. As for that guy, does that guy feel a sense of crisis?

"Old Wang, let's discuss it!" Simba was afraid: "Can you not be so desperate in the future? Will you succeed? You only have your life, do you think you are a cat!"

Wang Chong ignored it, and exhaled a heavy breath from his chest, looked up at the sky, and burst into laughter.

In the third realm of enlightenment, he understood that his soul power circuit is no longer just a functional skill, but has become a system intact! A true system or genre created by heroic souls is the only one in the world!

How comfortable and happy it is to truly embark on a path of your own!

The things that happened after CHF have changed him a lot. Many people may not understand the reason why he chose to be low-key in the holy land. He is obviously capable, so why not show off to gain more resources? That is because he knows that he is not safe even in the holy city. Although the ten major families are just other people's lackeys in the holy city, it is still easy to kill him. He is just an ordinary newcomer. Isn't it enough to teach those things that happened after CHF? Once the ten major families feel the threat from him and he does not have enough tough self-protection ability, that is his death!

Just as Lao Zhang said, in the Holy City, if you don’t have enough strength, it’s best not to show off, especially if you still have enemies, you’re looking for death.

I originally thought that such forbearance would have to be cracked at least after I reached the Heavenly Soul, but now, Wang Chong feels different. The establishment of the loop system not only has strength but also capital. For the holy land, he is no longer dispensable!

"Hey hey hey," Simba was so angry that she flew around in front of Wang Chong's eyes. This guy ignored him. He was crazy. He kept giggling there: "I heard what I said. I'll tell you. You must not be so busy like this. There are old people and young people..."

"Stop talking too much." Wang Chong grabbed it with a hand, laughing endlessly, as if he finally vomited all his anger in his chest: "My life is up to me, not to God!"
Chapter completed!