"How smart!"
After listening to Ni Zhu's analysis, Zhao Fan felt that there was a lot of hope, so he immediately started to deal with Mo Mo, preparing to wait for the opportunity to release the second and third bodies.
but.
There is no chance now, the magic ink is a ranged attack.
Those two real bodies with no external blessings, and the holy bodies are not as greatly improved as the first body. I am afraid that as soon as they appear, they will be easily targeted by the magic ink and fall.
"Magic ink!"
Zhao Fan rushed towards the place where the black ink was the richest, with both men and a knife, where the opponent's main body was.
The holy body of Zhao Fan's No. 1 body is strengthened by black and white particles and can freely shuttle between the energy bodies of Demon Mo, without fear of the pressure.
He swung his knife in and turned the main body of the magic ink into a paste.
It seems quite exaggerated, but in fact, it is equivalent to tickling Momo. After all, the opponent is an energy-based counter-spirit. As long as there is a continuous supply of counter-rules, the energy body will basically not be hurt.
The reason why Zhao Fan did this was not to do useless work, but to lower Momo's defense.
really.
After a while, Momo saw that Zhao Fan had been fighting with him for a long time, and the methods he used were not very ups and downs, so he thought that Zhao Fan's threat to it was minimal.
"You are a counter-spirit of the flesh and blood system, and I am an energy system. Next, you will usher in a slow decline!"
While Mo Mo was speaking, the space and time rendered ink-colored by it emitted waves of whimpering and wailing, as if the wind was crying, and as if the time and space were gurgling and bleeding.
Countless ink-colored threads wrapped around Zhao Fan.
"Go away!"
Zhao Fan held the Shadow Demon Saber and kept slashing.
He could vaguely feel that those threads contained a binding force that he could not break free from.
Once it's wrapped around, it's fixed in position.
Then, he will be reduced to a piece of fish that can be slaughtered by the demonic ink, placed on the chopping board without any chance of improvement!
Zhao Fan cut off the ink silk thread and evacuated outside.
The power of the holy body determines the power of the sword!
Wherever you go, there is no stopping you!
Even Mo Mo could only watch Zhao Fan leave that position, "Do you want to escape? If so, I will be disappointed... For endless years, I thought I finally waited for someone who could give me a chance." The strong man I brought pressure to, unexpectedly turned out to be a coward."
"You don't need to provoke me with words or play psychological tricks. You're still too young."
Zhao Fan turned around with a faint smile and pointed the tip of the knife at the eyes where the demonic ink appeared.
He was absolutely sure that he had attracted Mo Mo's full attention!
It's now!
Zhao Fan's portable cave opened, and two insignificant particles shuttled in two directions.
They are Zhao Fan's second and third bodies.
At the same time, Zhao Fan swung the Shadow Demon sword again and struck at Mo Mo, continuing to attract all of its attention.
that's all.
The magic ink did not notice the appearance and distribution of the two particles, but it gave up its control and condensed an ink droplet in the void, causing it to blast towards the white-robed figure.
"Is this your attack method?" Zhao Fan narrowed his eyes.
He decided to take it hard!
Because the power contained in that drop of ink gave Zhao Fan the impression that he was definitely on the level of the Saint-Eating Vine and the Master of the Water Mansion!
The purpose of taking it hard is to see whether his current holy body is as powerful as expected in actual combat.
[In view of the general environment,
Both deduction and judgment are false.
Only by putting it into actual combat can we have the most objective evaluation.
Zhao Fan stared at the ink droplet, holding his breath and concentrating. When the distance was close enough, he struck the ink droplet accurately with a sharp knife!
Click!
The collision of power caused the surrounding time and space to twist, twist, and even break.
Even Mo Mo's energy body, which was everywhere, was stirred to pieces.
Zhao Fan's body was also shaken and rolled back a certain distance, and then stabilized his balance.
The entire holy body only had the palm holding the knife, and the skin was cracked with some blood lines, but other than that, it was safe and sound!
Immediately.
Zhao Fan frowned because there was a gap visible to the naked eye on his Shadow Demon sword...
It's about the size of your thumb and is contoured to follow the rounded edges of the ink drop.
"So cruel?" Zhao Fan couldn't help but be stunned for a moment.
Although the Shadow Demon Saber is Zhao Fan's second-ranked weapon, its quality is also a top-notch ancestral weapon!
Unexpectedly, the blade was damaged after a magic droplet from Mo Mo was caught!
"Your body is so powerful..." Mo Mo's tone was full of envy, "This is my strongest method and the counter-secret method "Mo Luo Pi Yuan" that I am proud of, but you just use your body to and weapons, and blocked it without any damage. I can't do anything to you, and you can't do anything to me. This battle is still boring after all..."
"Are you sure I can't do anything to you?"
Zhao Fan's laughter rang out.
at the same time.
In the space-time range rendered in ink, three sword lights were cut out from the edges on both sides.
Two figures in white robes stand here!
Each person has a sacred ancestral weapon sword!
Six sword lights, centered on the range of ink-colored time and space, pierced up, down, and all around along the edge!
Then connect it from beginning to end!
Six sword lights condensed!
A hexahedron composed of sword light was formed!
The huge demonic energy body is perfectly enveloped in it!
"Isolate, blockade!"
Zhao Fan's No. 2 and No. 3 bodies did not put away their swords, but continued to wave their respective holy ancestral weapons swords, constantly strengthening the isolation barrier!
"Um?"
Momo reacted, but it was too late, the isolation barrier had been frozen!
If you want to break it, you have to consume the limited counter-rules within the range and the energy body, but the isolation barrier is being reinforced in real time.
And Momo's conventional means cannot be destroyed with one blow, unless "Moluo Piyuan" is used again!
In the void.
Another ink drop condensed!
Wanting to blast towards the side of the isolation barrier.
As a result, we haven’t reached our target location yet.
Zhao Fan stepped back, performed the Prajna Step, and held the Shadow Demon Saber directly in front of Mo Drop.
This time, Zhao Fan felt a little sorry for the Shadow Demon Saber. Instead of confronting him directly from the front, he slashed five times from the side, weakening the power of the ink droplets one by one, achieving a segmented interception effect!
"Mo Mo, I wonder if you are panicking now?"
Zhao Fan looked into the opponent's eyes with a smile, "After the range is blocked, you are no longer infinitely consumed."
"Despicable! So despicable! Those two bodies are the aura fluctuations of the intruder, but they have the same origin as yours..." Mo Mo's knowledge is not enough. How can a living being be an intruder and an inverse at the same time? Spiritual?
"I can't help it. For the sake of your energy core, I don't even think about being despicable."
Zhao Fan revealed the intention of this battle in one word.
"Oh? This is the first time in such a long time that I have heard of someone plotting against my energy core." Mo Mo laughed and said, "Don't you really think that I will wilt when the range is blocked, right? My huge The energy body is not a decoration, it doesn’t matter who exhausts it first and goes against the rules to clear it!”
