Bang!
A heavy muffled sound exploded from Lin Feng's chest, shaking his whole body and causing the wound on his waist to tear open even more.
What a great person.
As he continued to fall, Lin Feng looked calmly at his chest, watching the pitch-black energy roaring and hissing, turning into tiny pitch-black skulls, scrambling to bite his clothes. Skin, trying to rush into his body.
Ha, it was indeed an attack from a demon cultivator, the energy was indeed extremely cold.
Although the energy had not invaded his body very much, it made him feel as if his blood was freezing and he could hardly move.
When fighting against demonic cultivators, one cannot be careless at all.
"You've almost had enough fun, right?"
Just when he was sighing, inside his sea of consciousness, a guy who had been just watching quietly since the beginning of the two people's fight, without speaking or interfering, suddenly spoke.
At the same time as he spoke, bright sword lights burst out from Lin Feng's body outside, easily dissipating the energy of Jin Chen's punch, and then turned into layers of white ripples, stopping Lin Feng's falling momentum. Take him suspended in the air.
"Now I'm going to force her to do something serious, okay?"
As he spoke, the figure waved his hand to take a hair from the sea of consciousness and held it gently.
The moment the figure held the hair, the flesh and blood on Lin Feng's wound suddenly began to grow wildly. The strands of flesh and blood almost turned into conscious tentacles, intertwined, entangled, and covered his wound.
In less than three seconds, Lin Feng's injuries were fully recovered.
This is the power of high-level cultivators, the power of true immortals!
"You are really impatient." In the consciousness, Li Wenshu patted his clothes, half sitting and half lying down and looked at the figure holding the hair.
"Yeah, but that's okay, I've almost confirmed it."
His expression became a little serious, and he put away his previous lazy posture, and instead sat cross-legged seriously.
"If I don't use plug-ins, even if I master the artistic conception, I won't be completely sure that I can beat her."
"Even if we can win, it will be a miserable victory, and if we are a little careless, we will lose, die, and be comatose for a long time." The figure let go of the hair he was holding and added lightly.
"Assuming that she is really just a junior whom the True Immortal values, then the True Immortal's combat power at the same level will only be stronger than hers."
"If I can't easily win against her, my revenge on that true immortal will just become a joke."
Li Wenshu spread his hands, shook his head and sighed.
"And she hasn't cultivated yet, but you are already a fourth-level cultivator. If you are at the same level, it will only be more difficult for you to take her down." The figure gently wiped an illusory long sword and analyzed calmly. : "And there is another very difficult thing. If you want to take revenge on him, you must at least equal that true immortal in terms of realm."
"I know that you are getting stronger all the time, but that true immortal is not dead. You are moving forward, and he can also move forward."
Li Wenshu listened quietly and did not refute.
Of course, he also knew how difficult it was to do what he wanted to do. The gap between cultivating gods and becoming true immortals was really huge. There are dozens, even hundreds, of huge gaps between the two.
To close these gaps, just to close these gaps... is already impossible.
Not to mention, after closing these gaps, he still has another "impossible goal" to achieve.
That's why he came to fight Jinchen, as long as he could easily defeat Jinchen and win more than the guy valued her.
He could finally comfort, or rather deceive, himself: it was not impossible to surpass that guy.
"I'm going to do it." As he spoke, a gurgling air flowed around Lin Feng's right arm from the outside world, condensing into a sharp milky white sword blade in his hand.
"After finishing these boring chores as soon as possible, we have to leave this area to break through to the realm of true immortals."
…
Time went back to a few seconds ago. At this time, Jinchen had just been hit by Lin Feng's fist. The severe pain caused her waist to bend uncontrollably.
However, this punch was not unbearable.
Perhaps because he saw him clenching his fist, his body subconsciously entered a defensive posture. Unlike the previous "sudden attack", this time she was not so disordered that it was difficult to mobilize her spiritual energy.
Therefore, when she saw Lin Feng suddenly appearing in front of her, she punched him without hesitation.
Fighting Demon Destroying Immortal Fist!
Bang.
It was really strange... She watched as she easily punched Lin Feng in the chest, watched the ball of energy explode, and watched him fall.
Didn't he avoid it?
With the speed he showed, this was not an attack that couldn't be avoided.
Indeed, to ordinary people, the attack of artistic conception is like a sneak attack that "appears suddenly and comes from nowhere." Therefore, ordinary people who are hit by artistic conception attacks can easily have their spiritual energy disordered and fall into an instant "stagnation".
And during this moment of stagnation, the person who was hit by the artistic conception was naturally unable to effectively respond to the "real and visible attack" that followed.
So he didn’t expect that I still had the energy to fight back, was he careless?
Or, because the punch from the artistic conception has already hit her, the fact that "she received his punch" has become a "fact that is going to happen", so even if he sees her fighting back, he can only Punch as per previous booking?
Speaking of which, his previous attacks were indeed like this. The artistic attack was immediately followed by the actual attack.
Are these two attacks actually inseparable?
"Oh, that's interesting."
Jin Chen's thoughts turned, and Tian Yan high in the sky trembled slightly.
Okay, now she has reset Tianyan.
Normally Tian Yan would hang in the sky on his own, and only when she gave the order would Tian Yan fall down and kill the enemy.
But this Tianyan is different. It is now constantly suspended in the sky under her command.
Therefore, once she was attacked by the artistic conception and suddenly became confused, Tian Yan would fall towards the targeted person as planned.
Okay, let me see it.
Is the state of mind really so invincible?
Bah.
Just when Jinchen was thinking this, she suddenly heard the sound of something being torn apart, followed by severe tearing pain that swept through her entire mind.
In her eyes, she was suddenly cut in two with a sword from her right shoulder to her left waist.
what happened?
Am I being chopped? Lin Feng, or someone else?
Is this a conceptual attack or a real attack?
Speaking of which, is there a difference between artistic conception attacks and real attacks?
If she is hit by a mood attack, she will also feel pain, get injured, and vomit blood.
But, were those injuries caused by her "mistaken belief" that she had been hit and the aura being disrupted in her body, or was she really under attack?
Damn it, are you still underestimating the power of artistic conception?
The scene before him became darker and darker, and his limbs became heavier and heavier.
As if falling into the deep sea, I feel colder and colder, and quieter and quieter. It seems that even the beating of my heart is gradually fading away.
Speaking of which, she was quite familiar with the feeling of falling in boundless darkness.
She must be "dead".
It's so unclear, I don't even see the opponent's attack clearly, it makes no sense...
Zheng!
The sound of a huge sword was heard in his mind, forcefully bringing Jin Chen back to his distant consciousness.
Consciousness sank back into the body, and the scene in front of him gradually became clearer.
She saw: as if the Milky Way was hanging down, a bright blue waterfall was continuously washing down from the sky, and in the bright blue "water flow", there were exquisite and thin crystal blue sword blades, like swimming fish. Generally, swing straight down along the "current".
And directly in front of her, even though there was a stream of light blocking her, she still saw a blurry figure.
The figure holds a sword in one hand and extends its arm straight out in a stabbing motion.
And the tip of the long sword in the figure's hand stopped just one inch from her heart.
It's true, once the artistic conception hits the opponent, the actual attack can only follow.
Before the actual attack hits the opponent, this blow cannot be withdrawn or interrupted.
Moreover, the attack of artistic conception is not actual damage, but a method similar to illusion, but on top of illusion attack.
She won the bet!
