Chapter 139 Cold Moon Ten Thousand Blades
"Eh? Are you trying to test the limits of my 'Swamp Dragon Soul'?"
Under the rapid light of the sword, Wu Ze's heart moved secretly:
"In that case, I will help you."
Understanding the intention of the silver-faced man, Wu Ze stopped fighting back and scanned all directions, continuing to look for traces of the silver-faced man's coming and going without a trace.
Dang Dang Dang...
Then, the trembling sounds of Jin Ge sounded one after another. Seeing that Wu Ze did not fight back, the silver-faced man gradually accelerated his figure, and finally completely merged into the moonlight.
The moonlight shrouded Wu Ze, and the silver-faced man shuttled through the moonlight, his figure constantly flashing, and the silver-moon scimitar in his hand attacked Wu Ze's side, creating an attack like a violent storm.
However, every attack of the Silver-faced Man was safely blocked by the Marsh Dragon Soul Shield.
The silver-faced man's attack is fast, and the speed of the Swamp Dragon Soul Shield is also not slow. A balance is reached between offense and defense.
The second round of confrontation began, and Wu Ze officially stood in front of the silver-faced man.
The battle never stops. No matter how fast the Silver-faced Man strikes, the Swamp Dragon Soul Shield can always reach the Silver Moon Scimitar at the same moment and block all his attacks.
After trying hundreds of times, the silver-faced man finally stopped attacking. His figure swayed slightly, and his figure appeared ten meters away in front of Wu Ze.
His attack failed to achieve any effect. Under the silver mask, his expression became extremely gloomy!
Wu Ze was nothing in his eyes, but this 'Origin of the Weapon Soul: Swamp Dragon Soul' was like his nemesis, making him so embarrassed!
The existence of the Swamp Dragon Soul Shield also put him at a disadvantage in this battle that originally had no suspense.
"How about it? Do you want to continue trying?"
Wu Ze asked with a chuckle.
The silver-faced man is testing the limits of the 'Origin of the Weapon Soul: Swamp Dragon Soul', and so is Wu Ze.
But as of now, the silver-faced man's attack level and speed have not yet broken through the extreme level of the Swamp Dragon Soul Shield 'Dragon Patrol'.
Seeing the smile on Wu Ze's face, the silver-faced man, who was already in a bad mood, became furious.
His smile, falling in his eyes, naturally turned into a mockery of contempt and sarcasm!
"Boy, don't be arrogant!"
"Do you think you can save your life just by relying on the origin of a mere weapon soul?"
The silver-faced man's words turned cold, murderous intent arose in his heart, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and the second attack came towards Wu Ze.
Since speed is not enough, then use quantity to break the protection limit of the Swamp Dragon Soul Shield!
Therefore, with a thought, the silver-faced man poured his power into the silver-moon scimitar in his hand.
A crescent moon bloomed in its scimitar.
The next moment, the silver-faced man raised his hand and slashed, a bright moon rose, and the moonlight turned into the light of swords all over the sky, and they struck towards Wu Ze.
"Take my blow, Hanyue Ten Thousand Blades!!"
The moonlight is like rain, and the sword light is also like rain. The night was slightly cold, and with this strike, the silver-moon scimitar in the hands of the silver-faced man directly turned into a moon of sword light, and the endless sword light covered Wu Ze.
"Kid, be careful!!"
Sensing the power of this knife, Bai Li subconsciously exclaimed.
But when he planned to help Wu Ze, he found that in his current state, he couldn't help Wu Ze at all.
Although the power of the swamp poison in his body was dispelled by the third-grade antidote potion, he was still seriously injured. His vital signs were stable, but that didn't mean his injuries were healed.
Bai Li wanted to help Wu Ze, but he was powerless.
Hearing Bai Li's exclamation in his ears, Wu Ze was not distracted at all.
The rain-like sword light came with the moonlight. For a moment, there was nothing else in front of Wu Ze except the crescent moon-like sword energy.
"Speed is not enough, do you want to defeat my 'Swamp Dragon Soul' with numbers?"
"Haha, you think too much."
Wu Ze's eyes were like daggers, his mind was concentrated in one place, and he was highly concentrated. His sharp eagle-like eyes were fixed on the silver-faced man opposite him.
The next second, the sword light appeared in front of Wu Ze, and the Marsh Dragon Soul Shield cruised over, blocking the sword light again.
Then, thousands of people fell together, the moon blades came endlessly, and the swamp dragon soul shield lit up with light, evolving into a shield, completely covering Wu Ze's body.
Boom~!
The sword energy and the shield meet, and the battle begins again.
The Swamp Dragon Soul Shield trembled slightly, followed closely by one after another sword energy falling on the soul shield, making the Swamp Dragon Soul Shield begin to tremble violently.
"Huh? What a powerful force, what a powerful attack power! Is this the attack that the 'Source Power Control Technique' can have?"
Wu Ze's eyes did not move, but there was something strange in his heart.
With this attack, he could feel the source power fluctuations coming from the Silver-faced Man, but Wu Ze was really not sure whether this was the Silver-faced Man's native source skill.
Click!
While Wu Ze was thinking, a few seconds later, the shield formed by the Marsh Dragon Soul Shield began to burst into cracks under the violent attack of the Crescent Moon Blade Qi.
There was a crack in the shield, and a hint of danger pulled Wu Ze back from his thoughts.
Wei Wei felt the strength of the shield, and Wu Ze secretly moved in his heart:
"No, the Swamp Dragon Soul has reached its limit. If we don't take action, we really won't be able to hold on anymore."
Realizing this, Wu Ze narrowed his eyes slightly, and the energy in his body began to be attracted by him.
But as the first crack collapsed, just like a dam in a flood, more cracks began to crack on the shield.
At this moment, Wu Ze truly saw the limits of the Marsh Dragon Soul Shield without using its native source skills.
If he didn't use the original skill of 'Origin of the Weapon Soul: Swamp Dragon Soul' at this time, the shield wouldn't be able to protect him for long under the endless moon blade of the Silver-faced Man.
Once the shield is broken and the moon blade surges in front of Wu Ze, Wu Ze will definitely be injured by it.
"How about it? Boy, let's see how long you can hold on!"
The silver-faced man's eyes were cold. Under his 'Han Yue Ten Thousand Blades', the cracks on the Swamp Dragon Soul Shield were clearly visible. The constant cracking sounds greatly increased the silver-faced man's confidence.
Then, in order to end the battle as soon as possible, the silver-faced man did not hesitate at all. He released the crescent moon in his hand, and more densely packed moon blades poured down towards Wu Ze.
Boom~!
The moon blade came like a tidal wave, and with this huge force, the Marsh Dragon Soul Shield and Wu Ze were directly blasted three inches into the ground.
The Swamp Dragon Soul Shield that protected Wu Ze was also under this wave of attacks, and cracks filled the entire shield in an instant.
It seemed that it would be shattered in the next moment, and Wu Ze would also be overwhelmed by the endless moon blades at the same moment, and die with a thousand cuts on his body.
"Little friend, be careful!"
Bai Li was secretly anxious and exclaimed once again. He finally met such a twin origin person, and he didn't want Wu Ze to die here.
Upon hearing the sound, Wu Ze's body did not move, but the left hand behind his back gave Bai Li a reassuring gesture.
"Uh, what do you mean..."
Seeing Wu Ze's gesture, Bai Li was slightly confused.
Because he had no idea what Wu Ze meant.
Bai Li froze on the spot...
