Chapter 496 Crash
The two of them came and went, playing lively, but it was purely lively. Compared with the previous battle, the level dropped too much at once.
It's not that they are not excellent, but that the suzerains are not here to see this kind of excitement, but the onlookers are very enthusiastic. After all, compared with the previous suppressed and suffocating battle, such battles are more lively.
Especially Zhang Xiaopang's funny, he still thought about his mouth. Shen Zhenhai was so angry that he couldn't laugh and cry. It's not that he has never seen a master, but when his strength has reached this point, he is really rare to be like a gangster.
Shen Zhenhai was not in a hurry. He controlled the sword array steadily and waited for Zhang Xiaojiang's attack. He knew that the fat man's patience was not very good.
Sure enough, seeing that Shen Zhenhai's suppressed attack weakened, the fat man slipped out, and the bursting bow was shining. When it came to the fierce hand, the fat man would never show mercy.
Boom...
Burst bow burst.
Shen Zhenhai turned around in an instant, and the long sword that ended drew a sword screen of 360 degrees. He pinched the formula with his left hand, and suddenly the wind roared.
Cyclone sword screen!
The bursting arrows spread out, but they were blocked one after another when they approached the whirlwind sword screen.
There is a way to restrain any move, but some people can find it, and some people can't find it.
What is a famous family? In that long period of time, I have really seen a lot of knowledge. There are basically all kinds of moves and spells. It depends on how much the disciples can learn and how much they can play. This is a kind of background.
The burst arrow that the fat man relied on for survival was broken so easily.
Head-on with a sword spirit, Zhang Xiaopang quickly flashed, like a frightened fat rabbit. Shen Zhenhai suddenly chased Zhang Xiaojiang in an instant. This is not in the wild, not infinite space to dodge.
Before Shen Zhenhai made a second attack, Zhang Xiaojiang retreated again, but Shen Zhenhai in the air just shook it.
A false move scared Zhang Xiaopang away. To be honest, Shen Zhenhai admires the strength and domineering of the disciples of the Holy Church, but except for this little fat man, how can he sneak into such a guy? Does it depend on talent?
Although the talent is good, a piece of stinky meat spoils a pot of soup. Strength and will are the most important. Only good talent and no courage, it is even more contemptible.
Shen Zhenhai's sword was raised, and Yuanli kept pouring in. The mind unfolded and enveloped the whole fighting platform. Every move of the fighting platform was included in his feelings. At this level, the mind should be combined with the power, which is the realm.
After a few breaths, Shen Zhenhai suddenly opened his eyes and the sword roared out.
Boom...
The ground unfolded, and Zhang Xiaojiang was bombarded out in embarrassment. Rolling and crawling on the ground.
There is no heroism at all. The disciples in the front of the church are full of domineering even if they lose. This...
The domineering established by Wang Meng is really going to be completely destroyed by his good brother.
There is no feeling on the faces of the church. I'm used to it. Zhang Xiaojiang has always been like this. No matter how strong he is, this is his nature. There is nothing to say, and there is nothing to care about.
But other people didn't think so. They immediately booed everywhere, which was not like this. But the higher the expectation, the greater the disappointment. The temple is so glorious. How can Zhang Xiaojiang, who is so soft and afraid of hard, come out?
This is a kind of temperament.
Shen Zhenhai smiled at the corners of his mouth, and his sword spirit forced him to beat Zhang Xiaopang around. Once the earth escape was seen through, he was a little flustered.
Earth escape is a special spell of earth attribute physique, but this kind of spell is not unique, especially in the battle on the other side. It's okay to use it once, and there must be tricks to deal with it later. Sometimes the strongest point is likely to become the biggest weakness.
Zhang Xiaojiang shook his fat body and dodged, and his eyes turned silver.
This is his killer, the strongest real eye.
The most restrained thing in the real eye is bow cultivation, but it also has certain advantages over sword cultivation. In Zhang Xiaojiang's eyes, Shen Zhenhai's image has completely changed, but a color body, bright, dark, dark is his weakness.
The same real eye can adjust the arrow speed to the point where the opponent can't dodge and move towards the limit.
Shen Zhenhai showed a smile on his face, pinched the excavation with his left hand, and pointed his sword at Zhang Xiaojiang.
- The wind god shines with the sword!
Buzz...
Shen Zhenhai lit up like the sun, and the sword in his hand burst out with a dazzling light. Even the monks who were far away from the fighting platform felt blank in front of them, but they could close their eyes in an instant.
But the real eye doesn't work.
Once the real eye is opened, it can't be closed so quickly.
The suzerains in the stands smiled and finally had a little technical content. Shen Zhenhai did have a famous style. On the basis of solid strength, it is easy to target opponents, and talent alone is not enough.
The disciples of Fengshen Sect were greatly relieved. Brother Shen, known as the most comprehensive disciple of Fengshen Sect, has a nicknamed an actuary. As long as the opponent shows all his strength, he will only fail in front of him. He will definitely find out the flaw and formulate a method of cracking at the same time.
This is called targeting!
Zhang Xiaojiang is completely targeted. In the battle on the other side, many masters are unwilling to use the spells at the bottom of the box, which is too easy to be targeted.
This is regardless of strength, even Wang Meng, Mingren, Lin Jinghao, Linglong and others are the same.
Zhang Xiaojiang's eyes are completely useless, the surroundings are blank, and their ears are buzzing.
Shen Zhenhai cut out with one sword, and the battle was over.
Sper~~~
It's almost a must-have sword.
Shen Zhenhai was stunned. Is he too happy and careless?
Another sword was cut out. Being hit by the shining sword is equivalent to becoming a blind person. For a while, it will not be able to recover, and because the eyes are illuminated, the ears will also roar, which is equivalent to becoming a useless person.
In Zhang Xiaojiang's world, it is nothing.
In the face of countless magic statues, how to resist and shoot? Zhang Xiaopang can't hide behind and watch his brother use his body as a shield. His attack range is the widest, and he kills until his hand is soft. After anyone shoots a million arrows, he is not crazy, he will leave the division.
In the difficult years of dealing with the statue, the main attacker is not Hu Jing, Hu Jing is responsible for defense, and Soming is also responsible for defense. The attack range of Jianxiu is limited, and Zhang Xiaojiang is the killer.
To attack, it should be accurate, and it should also have accurate lethality.
That's right. You have to rely on the real eye to find the weakness of the demon, but how long can this special ability last, five minutes? Ten minutes?
Is it useful?
It's useless!
Zhang Xiaojiang only knows one thing. He made a mistake once, and Soming had to suffer more.
But there's nothing he can do. He just makes mistakes. For the first time, Zhang Xiaojiang knew how shameful he was. Why didn't he do his best in his practice? Why did he always hold him back at the critical moment!
No one blames him. But he blamed himself. In those six months, Zhang Xiaojiang didn't laugh once.
Every time the demon statue attack hits Somin and others, but it hits Zhang Xiaojiang's heart. If he can kill the demon statue captain, the demon statue will be scattered, but he can't.
In this case. He either shrinks back into his own shell or dies, but both are escaping. Looking at Soming blocking again and again, Zhang Xiaojiang knew what he should do. No one blamed him. They were brothers. Zhang Xiaojiang had only one thought in his mind. He must be able to do it. He must!
Boom Boom...
The sword spirit exploded beside Zhang Xiaojiang, but there was no hit, and the dodging score was not bad.
The smile on Zhang Xiaojiang's face disappeared, and only the church people knew it. Zhang Xiaojiang will be blind for a long time due to the excessive use of real eyes, but at this time, it is Zhang Xiaojiang's most terrible time.
This is not Zhang Xiaojiang. In order to help everyone, he completely buried himself at this time. It's a terrible bow god!
Zhang Xiaojiang's back is not arched. Although he is still the fat man, his momentum is completely different with his eyes closed.
In such a hellish battle, some people change themselves, and some people can't change themselves, so they can only bury themselves.
Shhhh...
Shen Zhenhai was shocked. He instinctively dodged, but found that the arrow was towards the place where he was dodged.
Boom...
Just hit the sword.
Another sword, Shen Zhenhai flashed again, but before he could react, he won again, in the same place.
When it was the third time, it was no accident. Only Shen Zhenhai understood the fear in his heart. It was exactly the same, no difference, three arrows in the same place.
Boom...
The sword in his hand burst.
Shen Zhenhai burst back, and Zhang Xiaojiang did not move at all. The burst bow in his hand seemed to have life, or Shen Zhenhai was just a target in his eyes, just a plaything.
is so casual, so easy, with one arrow, Shen Zhenhai can only resist.
It's not that the footwork is seen through, but as if he can predict the future. The opponent can completely see through what he will do next.
If you pay attention, Zhang Xiaojiang is particularly like a person at this time, ... it's Wang Meng.
Boom...
Shen Zhenhai counterattacked. The newly taken out sword was about to release the sword spirit, and another arrow attacked, attacking the arrow quickly.
Bo...
The sword spirit can't be released!
Complete suppression, the most incredible Zhang Xiaojiang's will, as if the master was pointing out his disciples.
Lively press Shen Zhenhai to vomit blood.
Three minutes on the court, three years off the court.
If the real eye is a talent, this is the most solid basic skill.
How can I practice like this?
It's not enough to repeat and repeat. There are many such hard practitioners among monks, but it's useless to integrate.
In the magic space, repetition is useless. If it is to be effective, it must be effective, even if it dies, it must be effective.
Zhang Xiaojiang, who closed his eyes, became more and more casual. The arrow in his hand was so fast that he could only see the shadow, and Shen Zhen tossed down the sea, like a puppet.
The arrow stops and the wind stops.
The fighting field was quiet, Shen Zhenhai's body was withered, and his chest was torn into two words - if the temple was killed, Shen Zhenhai's 100 lives would be used up.
The fat man stood there, as majestic as an arrow god.
The body shape is a floating cloud. Who says that a fat man can't be a bowman!
Shen Zhenhai cried, and somehow lost his voice and cried in an instant, ... collapsed.
A person who is good at insight and analysis is beaten like this, and every arrow is wandering in the ghost gate, and his will can't hold on.
Death is such a terrible thing. A few people can be detached, and they may be able to withstand it once or twice. If there are too many rounds, they will go crazy.
This kind of strength is called collapse.
Those who still despise fat people just now obviously want to slap their mouths.
What kind of people are in the church? What's going on? One is more terrible than the other. What have they experienced to cultivate like this???
People saw the faint smiles on the faces of the church, as if there were smiles.
That's self-confidence, that's the calmness after passing through the sea of swords and fire.
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