Lu Chen stabbed the halberd, and the power of black and white burst out like a blowout, spreading crazily around and sweeping the entire place.
The ground tore like crumpled paper and turned into pieces, and the steel dome shook endlessly.
The audience couldn't help but exclaimed. They never expected that Lu Chen could still fight. Since the start of the game, Lu Chen was the only one who was eliminated instantly without being beaten by Qianliu...
However, this blow still missed and did not hit Qianliu, who dodged it at an extremely abnormal speed.
Everyone completely lost track of Qianliu's figure. Only Ren Jie's pupils flashed rapidly, and his eyes were filled with red bloodshot eyes.
The next moment, more than a dozen sword wounds appeared on Lu Chen's arm holding the halberd. His muscles and tendons were all cut off, and even his chest was pierced.
Lu Chen spit out a mouthful of blood, his eyes were blood red, and black and white lights gathered on his forehead.
"God Burial Cannon!"
The blazing black and white energy beam spurted out, and with one blow, a half-moon furrow was plowed out of the arena, and it hit the barrier fiercely.
Then the artillery columns continued, and as Lu Chen turned around and swept across half of the field, the field was filled with roars.
But at this moment, one of Lu Chen's Yaksha wings was suddenly removed, and dozens of sword wounds appeared on his back, crisscrossing each other, and blood spurted out wildly.
"Tsk~ Setsuna Night·Eternity!"
At this moment, Lu Chen's acceleration skill was applied to his whole body. His movements were as fast as lightning, and his arms even waved out afterimages. He held a trident and slashed behind him.
"cut!"
The ultimate sharpness burst out, and a black and white halberd shot out like a crescent moon, crossing the field, hitting the barrier, and then swung it away again.
At this moment, more than a dozen blood holes appeared on Lu Chen's waist and abdomen. The sword light even cut open his shoulder, extending down from his chest, and blood spurted out wildly.
Lu Chen gritted his teeth and fought back faster.
Then a terrifying scene appeared on the field. Lu Chen stood still, his movements were as fast as lightning, and he attacked non-stop. The power of each attack was astonishing, shaking the field and shaking the barrier.
But none of the attacks hit Qianliu. Instead, Lu Chen's body was constantly bursting with sword wounds, blood spattered, and the ground was already covered with blood. Although the wounds were healing quickly, if he continued like this, sooner or later he would not be able to survive.
Ren Jie narrowed his eyes:
"Tsk~ What a fool! I told him last night in vain! Don't fight back! Need to predict?"
For example, Qianliu's attack came from the left. When Lu Chen realized that he was injured, he would instinctively fight back to the left. This is the human instinct after being injured.
But by the time Lu Chen's attack came out, Qianliu was no longer on the left, probably behind him, on the right. He launched another attack, causing damage, and was always in an absolutely safe range.
The more you want to fight back, the harder it will be to catch up with Qianliu, because he will always be one step ahead of you.
In Qianliu's eyes, Lu Chen was like a living target at this moment...
You can only predict and predict Qianliu's next attack position, and take action early and fast! Otherwise it will still be avoided.
As long as the attack misses, no matter how powerful it is, it is useless.
Lu Chen gritted his teeth. He knew the truth, but how could instinct be so easy to overcome?
He was now blind, and his attacks were always missing, which made Lu Chen extremely frustrated.
Prejudgment! You have to predict!
I don't believe I can't catch you!
At this moment, Lu Chen simply closed his eyes and still maintained his offensive posture, but the attack speed slowed down.
Cut it! Cut it as you like!
As long as you can't kill me with one blow, I can handle it.
Don't underestimate my determination to win!
The wounds on Lu Chen's body continued to increase, but he was looking for Qianliu's habit of drawing swords.
No matter how controlled a person is, it is difficult not to be influenced by habits. Thousands of sword strikes will always form muscle memory. Once the offensive habit is formed, it cannot be changed in an instant.
Lu Chen was using his sword injury as an opportunity to attack.
I saw blood bursting out from the left side of Lu Chen's body again, and the flesh and blood on his body was almost scratched to pieces.
But at this moment, Lu Chen opened his eyes instantly, his eyes filled with extremely suppressed anger.
found it! right!
The Feather of Night was activated, and coupled with the eternity of the moment, its speed reached the extreme, and the God Burial Cannon on the Horn of the Nightsha did not fire. The gathered energy poured into the body, and then flowed into the trident, stabbing fiercely towards the right side. go.
"Night of God Burial! I'll kill you!"
Qianliu, who was on the right side of Lu Chen, was about to swing his sword when he saw that Lu Chen's trident was already stabbing him, with a dangerous light flashing on the blade.
Qianliu's pupils shrank, obviously... Lu Chen made the right bet!
He instinctively retreated backwards, but Lu Chen's violent halberd had already struck him.
"boom!"
A terrifying energy jet burst out. When the halberd went down, earth and rocks flew everywhere, and the energy storm set off directly tore the smoke into pieces.
A large crater with a diameter of more than thirty meters was directly dug out of the arena, and it spread forward until it reached the barrier, as if it had been hit diagonally by a meteorite.
The audience roared with excitement.
Qianliu's attack stopped, and his figure suddenly appeared on the boulder on the edge of the pit, with a trace of blood on his cheek.
He just couldn't avoid it and was hit by the energy splash...
At this moment, Qianliu looked down at Lu Chen, who was panting violently, with cold eyes. He raised his hand to wipe the blood on his cheek, squinted and said:
"Have you noticed some of my bad habits? Tsk tsk tsk~"
"It is a great shame for me to be hurt by a piece of trash like you!"
"Don't worry...my habits will not change just because you notice it, because next...I will let you know what true powerlessness is!"
As he spoke, Qianliu sheathed his long sword, pulled out his two short swords, took off his headphones, and leaned forward slightly...
"Get ready! Next time I attack, I will still attack from the right! Cut out 124 swords and cut your muscles and tendons!"
"You better stab me!"
Lu Chen held the trident tightly in his hand, two veins popped up on his forehead, and anger boiled in his chest.
Inform yourself of your attack direction in advance?
This is simply a naked humiliation. Tell yourself clearly that even if you know the direction of attack, you can't hit me?
"Horse rider! Come!"
I saw magic lines starting to climb on the surface of Qianliu's skin.
"fast!"
He disappeared in an instant, and Lu Chen's extremely powerful halberd also stabbed his right side fiercely.
The energy exploded, and a huge gap opened up in the arena again, but Qianliu was nowhere to be seen.
However, Lu Chen's entire right arm had 124 sword wounds and was almost destroyed. Blood flowed freely along the wounds.
Lu Chen's teeth were almost broken and his eyes were blood red.
"Where are you looking? Directly ahead! 171 knives!"
Before Lu Chen could lift his trident, there were 171 criss-crossing sword wounds on his chest, and his entire chest was almost opened.
Lu Chen vomited blood, and the pain made him even more crazy.
"Rear! Section 16 at the spine! Elbow!"
Lu Chen didn't even have time to turn around, and his whole body was thrown away by Qianliu's elbow. He bent backwards almost in half, and a numbing sound of bone cracking could be heard.
Such a terrifying speed carried extremely huge kinetic energy. This elbow strike once made Lu Chen think that he had been hit by a cannonball.
Smashing towards the barrier at an extremely fast speed.
"Full body! 188 knives!"
I saw the criss-crossing sword lights flashing on Lu Chen's body, and his whole body was covered in blood, without a single strike being struck.
He hit the barrier so hard that blood splashed on it like fireworks.
Ren Jie's face was extremely serious, and his pupils no longer flickered, because even Ren Jie couldn't catch Qianliu's blurry figure, and blinking was useless.
Qianliu's main weapon is not a long sword, but two short knives. Long weapons will slow down the speed and attack frequency, but the short swords will not be like this...
Lu Chen is really in danger now...
