"Bang" Mu Ziyun picked up the long sword from the ground. The sword weighed at least fifteen pounds. Although it was edged, it didn't look very sharp on the surface. However, it sharpens iron like clay and is a sword that has fought in hundreds of wars. Mu Ziyun leaned forward slightly. He had experienced the feeling of losing his ability and becoming a mortal many times. This seemed to remind him again and again that to live, And the importance of climbing up again. If it is not strong enough, then one day it will fall hard, turning all the past experiences into clouds. How many of the enemies he killed were not geniuses somewhere in the past? , who have not grown up after experiencing life and death again and again, but there is a higher sky above their heads, and they have become stepping stones for stronger people.
"Oh, I will definitely defeat you." Mu Ziyun looked at King Yin with a smile. Although his feet could not escape the shackles of the earth, his body was not imprisoned. "Although I am no longer afraid of death, I will not die!" He rushed towards King Yin with his sword in hand.
King Yin kicked the horse's belly with his legs, and the whirlwind black horse rushed towards Mu Ziyun.
When they were five feet apart, Mu Ziyun held the sword in his right hand and picked it up from the outer ring, pointed at the black horse's throat and slashed it diagonally, and the sword blade just blocked King Yin's Overlord Spear. But King Yin's strength was obviously much greater, and coupled with the power of the horse's movement, Mu Ziyun was shaken slightly a foot off the ground, and slid back more than a foot.
During this period, Mu Ziyun could not react much, but he threw the sword out, hit the head of the gun, and inserted the head of the gun into the soil. King Yin hurriedly chased him, but his gun failed to keep up, and he was pushed away. King Yin fell off his horse, Mu Ziyun jumped on his back, locked his throat with his arms, and pulled him back tightly, refusing to let go no matter what, just waiting to strangle him to death. King Yin was very strong, but several weak spots on his body were very painful as Mu Ziyun pressed his legs and feet. He did not call the soldiers to help. He lowered his body, squatted to the bottom, suddenly took off, and did a backflip, letting Mu Ziyun's head just hit the ground. At this moment, Mu Ziyun's arms naturally softened. A piece of flesh seemed to be cut off from the back of his head, and the skin seemed to be broken. The pain was severe.
Although he could not clearly see the situation around him, he struggled to push his legs back, trying to keep himself in a safe area. King Yin came with a gun and stabbed him seven or eight times, but Mu Ziyun lay on the ground and barely managed to hide by moving around. When the last spear came down, Mu Ziyun's right hand grasped half a foot below the tip of the spear. The palm of his hand was steaming. If he looked closely, he saw that it was burnt red. His fire energy could still be used, but it had been weakened. Such a point. The body of the Bawang gun could not withstand such high temperature and gradually softened into mud. King Yin was anxious and wanted to pull out the gun head. Unexpectedly, as soon as he exerted his strength, the gun body broke and he stumbled backwards. Go.
Mu Ziyun pulled out the tip of the Overlord's Spear from the soil and pounced towards King Yin. King Yin also grasped the head of the gun with both hands, and his hands were bleeding from the blade of the gun. Seeing that Mu Ziyun was about to stab King Yin in the chest, suddenly a soldier next to him reached Mu Ziyun's back with a hammer. Mu Ziyun rolled and was thrown away. He looked back with contempt on his face and said disdainfully: "Aren't you fighting alone?"
King Yin glared at the soldier, then looked back at Mu Ziyun. Without saying a word, he picked up the tip of the spear on the ground and stabbed it into his own chest. He said arrogantly: "I will not take advantage of you." He simply stopped him. After healing the wound, King Yin said again: "Come again!"
"Hey..." Although Mu Ziyun was dissatisfied on the surface, he was somewhat certain of King Yin's actions in his heart, and even admired them. The two soon started fighting together.
Not far away, Fang Tianmu and others were fighting with thousands of troops. Fang Tianmu's star eyes were not buried in the yellow sand world, but his devouring ability was greatly weakened. The existence of the purpose of stars makes Fang Tianmu become a scythe with light movements. He can penetrate the star points on the opponent's body and accurately predict the opponent's movements. Even if there are more than 20 people encircling and suppressing him, he can still predict the opponent's movements. Find a breakthrough in your thinking. Then he reaped the lives of his enemies harshly and quickly. From the side, it seemed that he was too simple to kill people. And as long as the black knife can touch the enemy's body, it can barely swallow some energy, allowing Fang Tianmu to fight longer.
Hu Zi can still fight without his weight, but Bell and Kite are much more difficult. They can almost only run away, but they can't beat a single soldier. As for Du Xiaoyue, she has also weakened back to a mortal, but retains the immortality of her evil spirit body. She cannot be killed, but she is also unable to defeat the enemy. The one with the highest combat power is Wangxiang. The ability of the animal bone gun in his hand has not disappeared. It will emit energy waves every once in a while, and the large-scale lethality has eliminated most of the enemies. In this kind of situation, Under the circumstances, his own shooting was unimportant.
Wei Lao found it difficult to intervene in this world. He became an out-and-out healer, capable of killing people, but his strength was meaningless. His superb medical skills could do nothing on such a battlefield.
When Mu Ziyun fought against King Yin alone, he not only did not fall behind, but also often had the advantage. The reason was that he had been practicing physical training since he was a child. When he was in Huzhou, his body had been trained to the limit of human beings. As a mortal, his combat effectiveness was higher than that of King Yin. . King Yin soon realized that he was no match for Mu Ziyun, which made him extremely unhappy. The soldiers around him came to help more and more often, but King Yin often blocked Mu Ziyun and gave orders to kill him. Someone help.
Both Mu Ziyun's swords cut into King Yin's shoulders. King Yin retreated to the side of the whirlwind black horse. He paused for a moment, raised his feet and flipped onto the horse's back. He looked down at Mu Ziyun and said, "You are a good fighter. It's me." The most capable mortal I have ever encountered. Yes, I, King Yin, recognize your strength and would like to recognize you as the 'strongest'." But the conversation changed and he said coldly: "The winner is the king and the loser is the bandit. Whether it's success or failure, let's survive. Let the people tell and decide." The soldiers beside King Yin ran towards Mu Ziyun with steel swords, shields and spears in their hands. King Yin wanted to use the army to remove Mu Ziyun from the world.
Kite went through many twists and turns before reaching Mu Ziyun. There were already more than a dozen blood stains on his body. When Mu Ziyun saw the scars, he suddenly became furious. Grabbing two guns, he rushed into the crowd, but with one thousand people, there was no way to deal with an army of tens of thousands. Mu Ziyun was gradually overwhelmed by the enemy's figure, and the kite accompanied him like a withered leaf. Nothing can be done.
Wangxiang threw the animal bone gun into the sky, and his body was instantly surrounded by enemies. The gun flew in a curve with the sky, and was also spinning on its own. Finally, it was inserted at the foot of the kite. As soon as it landed, it exploded on its own. With his magical skill, a huge impact wave was generated, and the kite and everyone nearby were blown away. However, the kite was closer and suffered a greater impact.
This animal bone gun seemed out of place in the yellow sand world, and became the key for Mu Ziyun and others to defeat the "thousands of troops and horses arraying" technique. After Mu Ziyun fell to the ground, he immediately grabbed the animal bone gun, but a gun that can bring its own magical skills must also have spiritual consciousness. The owner it can recognize must not only have powerful energy, but also need special superpowers. Strong spear skills serve as a guide. This is the pride of King Kong as a god. The only master it currently recognizes is Wangxiang.
The animal bone gun exploded with shock waves in Mu Ziyun's hand. Mu Ziyun's internal organs were shattered, and everything inside was turbulent. By the time he hit the ground, he was so dizzy that he couldn't even stand still. The gun also flew back to Wangxiang's hand. Wangxiang's pure white uniform only showed two sleeves. His movements were no different from before, but the lethality was qualitatively reduced. At this moment, he relied entirely on the animal bone gun in his hand. He calculated the time and dropped the animal bone gun at the right position, causing a shock wave. Those soldiers who had been fighting for several years were beaten to the point where they were helpless. No matter how many mortals there were, it was difficult to defeat them. Live a god.
Lingdang hid behind Huzi and said: "Did this technique create a world? This world is too powerful. Who can win him in a duel, even if we are united now? Together, if we didn't have that gun, we would have died long ago.
Du Xiaoyue shouted back: "When I was on the pirate ship, I read some historical documents. This technique should belong to the realm creation category, which is a high-level category."
"Did you really create a world?" Lingdang asked helplessly.
"Similar but with big differences. A simple understanding is that world creation is a slight change based on the world. Factors in reality will affect the rules in the created world. Only God can truly create the world. Then It is already an independent world, with its own rules of time and space, as well as unique characteristics. No external factors can affect it, because it is completely two worlds. The yellow sand here and the soldiers, although like Half of the independent world, but the connection is still not broken completely.
In fact, Mu Ziyun and others have encountered many world-creating techniques in their experience, but none of them are useless. Aqi's "zero world" is the one Mu Ziyun and others have encountered so far. It is the most powerful and unreasonable jutsu, and the Doranrak Pirates' clanging world of money and King Yin's world of yellow sand are both examples of worlds that are close to creation but are still disconnected. They themselves have a set of A slight change in the rules based on reality will cause irreversible changes to the enemies entering the "world" (the truly independent world created is irreversible), which in itself is a great harm to the magician.
(Nan Jue’s words:
My eyes can no longer be opened. There are too many things going on these days. I have never encountered a position with so many trivial matters. If I were given another chance, I would not choose this path.
The progress of the Yin-Yang Stone world needs to be accelerated, and Nanjue is adjusting himself. )
