Song Xing didn't recognize that the movement technique used by the magic clothes in front of him was Kongshan Lingyu, but he could still sense that this puppet was beyond inhuman and tyrannical. monkey
He had used 80% of his strength, but still could not completely stop the magic suit's attack.
The body does not look very strong, but it bursts out with unparalleled strength and defense. When the magic clothes attack, in addition to being terrifyingly powerful, it is also completely defenseless. No matter how hard Song Xing's fists hit him, except for It caused his body to stagnate for a few minutes without causing much damage.
The body of the magic robe was like electricity, and the black robe around the body was blown by the strong wind and made a hunting sound. The hands stretched out from the cloak were like two peerless sharp blades, extremely sharp.
Any random movement can create a huge crack several meters long on the long street. The originally bustling street was almost turned into a pile of ruins because of this battle.
After several fights, Song Xing realized that he had seriously underestimated the strength of this puppet. He even tried to break through the magic robe's blockage several times and capture the thief first, but he was stopped by the magic robe again and again with incomparable speed.
With almost no flaws in speed, strength, and defense, Song Xing suddenly encountered an extremely difficult battle.
After several consecutive violent impacts, Song Xing flew backwards again. Even though his body had been trained to be indestructible, there was still a faint feeling of pain.
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Mo Yi did not pursue, but slowly approached.
"You...what exactly are you?"
Song Xing stood up straight and looked at Mo Yi who was getting closer and closer with solemn eyes.
The demon-clad figure was tall, with a black cloak clinging to his body, and the cuffs embroidered with ferocious magic patterns. During the battle, the brim of the cloak was blown off, revealing a pale and lifeless face, with a cold light shining in his dark eyes. Stiff as a puppet, expressionless.
Song Xing's heart beat violently. This was the first time he had encountered such an inhuman and inhuman thing as the magic suit since time travel. A puppet controlled by someone could actually exert power far beyond that of a martial artist. Let him secretly marvel in his heart.
Facing Song Xing's doubts, Mo Yi still didn't say a word. He raised his steps and rushed forward again. With a shake of his hands, the black mist-shrouded fist hit Song Xing with a fierce evil aura.
Song Xing's eyes shrank sharply, the black mist pouring out of the magic-clothed fist came from the same source as the power that caused his power to suddenly surge before, but it was definitely not the true essence of martial arts. monkey
He has already seen that the magic suit is not a living person, but a puppet body made by Liang Xiaoshu using heretical techniques. But I didn't expect that the magic clothes can not only perform powerful martial arts, but also perform side magic.
Looking at the black mist attached to the magic clothes' fists, and the sharp whistling sounds like ghosts lingering between the blows of the fists, Song Xing suddenly felt his scalp numb, and his body warned him that the black mist in front of him must not be used directly. Physical contact.
The next moment, Song Xing formed a seal with his hands, and golden light surged around his body. He protected his body with powerful true energy, and waved his fist to face the black mist carried by the magic clothes.
Amidst the loud noise, the true energy outside Song Xing's fist came into contact with the black mist first. The two different forms of power, as if they both had substance, collided violently in mid-air.
The violent shock wave bounced both sides to the left and right respectively.
"It seems that black mist is also a kind of energy."
Song Xing's eyes lit up. Although there seemed to be some kind of danger in the black mist, through a brief contact, it could be judged that this was also a manifestation of energy. Although it was strange, it was not irresistible. monkey
Think about it, if the power of Taoism in this world is really strong enough to suppress everything, how can it allow warriors to rise?
The magic robe's attack missed, and with strange steps under its feet, its body suddenly changed, changed its position, and struck again.
As soon as the figure flashed, the magic robe appeared behind Song Xing. His hands reached out and grabbed Song Xing's neck. A cold and cold light shone between his palms.
Song Xing had long expected that the magic clothes would suddenly attack. The moment the opponent approached, Song Xing's body suddenly tilted to the right, narrowly avoiding the opponent's attack, and the floor tiles beside him were blackened. The fog eroded, leaving a deep crack.
Before fully understanding the details of the magic suit, Song Xing did not directly confront him head-on. Instead, he expanded his body skills to the extreme. No matter how intensive the magic suit's boxing techniques were, he could avoid it every time with a slight difference. his attack.
Liang was cooling off in the distance and saw that the magic suit had returned without success several times. The copper bell in his hand was shaking faster and faster. After receiving some kind of instructions, the black mist on the fist of the magic suit became thicker and thicker, exuding a pungent smell. The fishy smell is nauseating.
The strange eyes flashed with bloodthirsty light, and the already tall body once again expanded by three points out of thin air. The tyrannical and dangerous aura exuded from all over his body made Song Xing once again feel that the pressing crisis was approaching. monkey
The level of danger in the earth-level world was indeed far higher than the world he had experienced before.
Liang Xiaoshu's strange Taoism caused Song Xing to encounter several crises in a short period of time. Song Xing forced himself to calm down and find a way to defeat the enemy.
"Aren't you afraid of blunt blows?"
Seeing that the fist palm and true essence could do very little damage to the magic suit, Song Xing took advantage of the gap to dodge and drew out the bloody sword behind him for the first time.
Su Mengzhen's eyes lit up. He sat up straight and stared at the sword in Song Mingxing's hand carefully.
"Is it really the Blood River Sword?"
The red sleeves of the river of blood should not be retained. monkey
It is talking about the four magical weapons that are equally famous in the world. The red sleeve refers to the red sleeve knife used by Su Mengzhen.
When he was in the restaurant earlier, Su Mengzhen looked at the long sword Song Xing was carrying and suspected that it was the Blood River Sword, the treasure of the Blood River Sect.
When the Blood River Sect first emerged two hundred years ago, it was just a small sect on the frontier. But since the first generation of leaders bloodied Tianhe Shengchangfeng, every leader has been extremely talented and ruthless. Each generation of leaders who took over has... The expansion of the power of the Blood River Sect, and the continuity of the past and the future, have made the Blood River Sect's martial arts more extensive and profound, eliminating the bad and retaining the good.
By the time the tenth generation leader slew the dragon with bloody hands and returned to Wuyin, his power had grown increasingly powerful, and it was difficult for the decent people in the world to match him.
The eleventh generation head of the Blood Shadow Divine Palm, Ouyang Du, is a rare hero in the martial arts world for a century. With the blood river sect's martial arts in his hands, his martial arts have flourished, and his internal strength has reached its peak.
As a result, the good and evil paths of martial arts began a bloody storm, fighting and killing each other with all possible means, and the hatred was deep.
The twelfth generation leader Wei Beihui, nicknamed Blood Traces Ten Thousand Miles, is an unprecedented hero of the Blood River Sect. His martial arts surpasses that of Ouyang Du, and his internal strength has reached an unprecedented level. He acts ruthlessly and kills more. Zhong, as soon as Wei Beihui took office, the twelve major sects were slaughtered by him. monkey
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The Blood River Sect's cruelty and bloodthirsty caused bloody fights in the world. In order to stop this grudge, the Chinese hero Xiao Qiushui single-handedly fought against Wei Huihui and twelve members of the Blood River Sect with his stunning swordsmanship. The Nether Blood Slave, in a bloody battle, killed all the masters of the Blood River Sect.
The Blood River Sect has since declined, and the whereabouts of the sword of the sect, the Blood River Sword, are also unknown. Unexpectedly, it would appear in the body of a fledgling disciple of the Zi Zi Sect today.
