And the fact is just as Gu Sinan said, after avoiding Niu Dali's exquisite palm technique, Ji Chang transformed his entire body into a black lightning, the electric light flashed in the air, and others were already close to Niu Dali's side.
When he raised his hand, there were three consecutive fingers, popping and popping, piercing the air, and the electric light was like a needle. However, because the speed was too fast, the afterimage and the fingers were closed together, making it difficult to separate from each other. Most people could not see the secret at all, thinking that He only made one move.
Only innate people, or even some people with extraordinary talents, can see that one finger actually contains the power of three stacked fingers. Whether it is the strength or the momentum, it can be said to be extremely powerful.
Even though they were on the opposing side, Meng Zhao, Su Can and others were sweating coldly for Niu Dali, just because the three consecutive fingers were not poking anywhere else, but Niu Dali's eyes.
It is true that Niu Dali has an amazing physique, a body that is as powerful as a ferocious beast, and a strong and tough body-protecting aura. With the double blessing, even if this finger is very powerful, it may not be able to do anything to him.
However, the eyes are the weakest point in the human body. They are the place in the world that cannot be tempered by any horizontal training method throughout the ages. The only thing that can be truly trained to be like a diamond is the eyelids, that is, the eyelids.
When Meng Zhao was in Nan'an, he met such a warrior who, by some strange combination of circumstances, had developed the indestructible eyelids of the Vajra.
However, there is only one such person in a million. They only appear by chance and with the blessing of luck.
Fortunately, Niu Dali is Niu Dali after all. How could a person who has made a great name in the evil world be defeated so easily?
I saw that his thick and powerful palms were held in front of my eyes in advance as if predicting the future. His fingers were spread out, and the gray-white palms were glowing with a metallic luster, and they were grabbing in the direction of the force of the fingers.
There was a sound like a blazing electric light, and Ji Chang's three-finger combination that was as fast as a ghost was immediately broken.
Ji Chang was not willing to fight. At the moment when his finger force was crushed, his body swayed and when he reappeared, he was already on the other side of the ring, more than three feet away from Niu Dali, with gloomy eyebrows and twinkling eyes.
"Huh, it's so dangerous, so dangerous. Ji Chang really has some tricks up his sleeve. If Lao Niu hadn't reacted quickly, he would have been in trouble right away."
Zheng Que wiped the non-existent cold sweat on his forehead, and his pounding heart gradually returned to normal. He thought to himself that if it were him, he might not be able to neutralize the opponent's attack so lightly.
The main reason was Ji Chang's movement skills. His shooting speed was so fast that it was difficult for the naked eye to detect his movements.
It is easy to be plotted by someone who has the head start, and it is easy to be plotted without warning. In addition, Ji Chang targets the weakest eyes in the body, making it even more difficult to guard against.
Once the eyes are injured, it will be a huge blow to the warrior's strength.
The most obvious example is the decisive battle between Zuo Lengchan and Yue Buqun in Swordsman.
At that time, although Yue Buqun had already practiced the evil-fighting swordsmanship in the palace, his strength had improved by leaps and bounds, and his swordsmanship was extremely high.
However, compared to Zuo Lengchan, his strength is still insufficient.
Therefore, he first used a trick to force Zuo Lengchan to give up the Songshan sword technique that he was good at, and fought with him with a fake evil-proofing sword technique. Then he plotted against the opponent and stabbed him blind, which truly established his victory.
In the end, the righteous master who created the Ice True Qi and the Ice Divine Palm and edited and promoted Songshan Martial Arts was defeated in one fell swoop.
In this victory, martial arts is actually secondary, while tactics and conspiracy occupy the mainstream.
Even if Ji Chang couldn't blind Niu Dali's eyes just now, just inflicting slight trauma and temporarily affecting his vision, it would be enough to lead the trend of this fierce fight in another direction.
Meng Zhao nodded secretly in his heart. Niu Dali was indeed very sophisticated. His movement skills were not as good as his opponent's, and even his shooting speed was at a slight disadvantage. The reason why he could easily resolve the attack was mainly due to his good prediction.
As long as you predict accurately and take precautions in advance, it is not difficult to neutralize the opponent's quick attack moves.
It's like knowing the answer in advance. After the test paper is distributed, you can pick it up at your fingertips without any hesitation.
However, this seems simple, but it is extremely demanding. Not only does it require rich practical experience and exquisite control of Qi, but it also requires a sense of self-confidence, an undoubted belief in one's own courage.
A little hesitation may lead to another ending.
At this time, although the two people in the ring could only exchange two moves, they had already aroused the emotions of the people watching the battle around them, and the atmosphere became more and more heated. Some talented warriors were still talking and gesticulating with their hands, obviously they had something to say. The harvest is only in the clouds and fog, and it is difficult to see clearly.
Niu shook his neck vigorously, making a crackling sound, which sounded very charming.
Looking at Ji Chang who missed the hit and then ran away, he grinned, showing his white teeth, and commented,
"This move is not bad, it's very fast, but it's a pity that it's not strong enough."
As he spoke, he started to use the magic power, and his naked chest instantly bulged out with dense muscles. The knots looked like pine nut balls. With a slight sway, it was as if a big mountain was shaking. During the tremor, it stirred up the surrounding airflow, forming a tidal wave that swept outward. .
Vaguely, a figure stepped on the earth and roared up to the sky, as if the shadow of a demonic cow that could swallow the sun and eat the moon appeared behind him. This was his martial arts form, which really matched his surname.
As Niu Dali's movements increased and his energy and blood circulated violently, his whole body turned into a blazing furnace, scorching the space and distorting the airflow, making even the onlookers under the surrounding ring miserable. After saying that, they all retreated and stayed away from the ring.
Just now, Niu Dali only used his true energy and palm skills. Now, he uses extremely powerful physical power. The pressure brought by it is naturally increasing exponentially.
As the first opponent to bear the brunt, Ji Chang felt even more uncomfortable.
In fact, the high temperature and heat caused by the transpiration of Qi and blood have little effect on him. After all, this is just a passive appearance. The power of Qi and blood has not been exerted through special secret techniques, so its power is limited.
However, his terrifying physical power, combined with his incomparable trembling skills, squeezed the air, forming a wave of waves that spread outwards and gradually formed a spiral circle, trapping him in the position where he stood at this time.
A temporary field was formed to suppress his rapid performance.
Even if it can't really imprison him, as long as it can affect him and slow him down, it will be enough to reverse the situation.
When masters compete and the strong fight, any detail may become the key to victory or defeat.
For Ji Chang, whose hard power is not as strong as Niu Dali and can only rely on speed to create miracles, this is absolutely intolerable.
At this time, he could not care about anything else, with a gloomy face, Tianyin God's thunder energy burst out, forming chain-like arcs outside his body, surrounding his body, forcing away the continuous squeezing waves. .
"Brother Shen!"
"Um!"
When Shen Changqing walks on the road, whenever he encounters familiar people, he will say hello or nod to each other.
But no matter who it is.
There was no unnecessary expression on everyone's face, as if they were indifferent to everything.
To this.
Shen Changqing has become accustomed to it.
Because this is the Demon Suppression Division, an organization that maintains the stability of the Qin Dynasty. Its main responsibility is to kill monsters and monsters. Of course, there are also some other side jobs.
It can be said.
Everyone in the Demon Suppression Division has a lot of blood on their hands.
When a person is used to seeing life and death, he will become indifferent to many things.
When he first came to this world, Shen Changqing was a little uncomfortable, but he got used to it over time.
The Demon-Suppressing Division is huge.
Those who can stay in the Demon Suppressing Division are all powerful masters, or those who have the potential to become masters.
Shen Changqing belongs to the latter.
Among them, the Demon Suppressor Division is divided into two professions, one is the Guardian Envoy and the other is the Demon Slayer.
Anyone who enters the Demon Suppression Department starts from the lowest level as a demon slayer.
Then he will be promoted step by step, and he is expected to eventually become a guardian envoy.
Shen Changqing's predecessor was a trainee demon slayer in the Demon Suppression Division, and he was also the lowest level among the demon slayers.
Possessing the memory of a previous life.
He is also very familiar with the environment of the Demon Suppression Division.
It didn't take long for Shen Changqing to stop in front of a loft.
Unlike other places in the Demon Suppressing Division that were full of chills, the attic here seemed to stand out from the crowd, showing a different kind of tranquility in the bloody Demon Suppressing Division.
At this time, the attic door was open, and occasionally people came in and out.
Shen Changqing only hesitated for a moment before stepping in.
Enter the attic.
The environment changes in vain.
The fragrance of ink mixed with the faint smell of blood hit his face, making him frown instinctively, but then relaxed it quickly.
There is almost no way to cleanse away the smell of blood on everyone in the Demon-Suppressing Division.
