Chapter 343

Zhang Zhongheng looked up in surprise and asked, "who do you say you are?"

But I only heard the man's light laughter. In an instant, the light of the knife swept out of yuhuatian's right hand. A short and narrow thin knife was fierce and unpredictable. Did the distance between the two people pass by? It didn't give Zhang Zhongheng time to respond at all. The short knife of his right hand hurried up. Zhang Zhongheng retreated sharply and wanted to escape the most fierce distance of the knife.

Since entering the main god space, Zhang Zhongheng can be said to have experienced a hundred battles. Both on-the-spot reaction and judgment are extremely accurate. As early as the light of the knife first appeared, he knew that this knife could not be stopped, whether it was his defense props or his own defense skills.

The short Sabre and thin Sabre strike each other like lightning cutting through the night sky.

Zhang Zhongheng felt a dangerous breath and peeped into his flaws. At the same time, his right hand trembled and could hardly hold the short knife in his hand. His fierce murderous spirit made his cold hair stand up.

"Shit! The wind and waves are coming, and the boat is going to capsize in this ditch!" Zhang Zhongheng roared in his heart.

His eyes were faint and blue. At the critical moment, Zhang Zhongheng ignored Luo Xuan's warning and used his spiritual ability. An invisible spiritual wave rushed to the Yuhua field through his eyes, which made the thin knife in his hand a little bit.

"Bloodthirsty!"

It was this thread of vitality that enabled Zhang Zhongheng to roar and his whole body was covered with tyrannical blood. At this time, the muscles of the originally beautiful and thin semi ELF were raised like iron, and the green tendons burst. The whole person was like turning into a fierce beast. The short knife in his hand was like the tusks of a fierce beast, tearing forward madly.

Under the impact of Zhang Zhongheng's spirit, yuhuatian was only in a trance for a moment, and his martial will was like knife light, killing all the external factors that shook his mind.

In the face of Zhang Zhongheng's crazy counterattack, yuhuatian's fighting spirit also climbed to a new height, but his spirit became more and more sober. The thin knife in his hand was like running water, reflecting the moonlight in the sky. In the dark night, his spirit was like this eternal bright moon, hidden in the sky and pinned on the clouds, cold and clear, Reflecting the knife light flowing out of his hand.

The bright moon on the knife, the bright moon in the heart, and the bright moon in the sky suddenly look like one.

Spilled on the fierce beast opposite.

The light of the knife is as pervasive as the moonlight, and the body method is like the reflection in the well, like water and moon mirror flowers. The fangs in Zhang Zhongheng's hands can't lock his breath at all, but are full of bloody and violent cuts, and fight with yuhuatian's thin knife countless times.

The moonlight is more and more light and comfortable, and the thin knife is more and more capable. Only Zhang Zhongheng's struggle is gradually powerless.

He has less and less space to fight back, and the opportunity to take the initiative is shorter and shorter. However, two breaths left him less than a moment to fight back. It seems that he can only passively resist, and let the light of yuhuatian's knife freely shine, reflecting the bright moon in his eyes and heart.

Zhang Zhongheng was forced to launch the special effect of the short knife. Like the short knife wrapped in the black fog, with a dizzy strong smell of blood, he turned into a heavy phantom in his hand. It was like eight short knives waving at the same time. The cold phantom in the black fog, like a soul, screamed against people's spirit.

Vampire dagger enhanced special effect: Banshee howl!

Zhang Zhongheng was ready to seize the opportunity that the Banshee howl gave him, but he only saw yuhuatian's eyes like a clear wellhead, with a thorough, cold and almost absolutely calm martial will. With the flash of the knife light in his hand, the reflected knife light in his eyes killed the thoughts in his heart caused by the Banshee howl.

"The knife cuts the flesh and the heart cuts the thoughts! I hate strong martial arts!"

At this time, Zhang Zhongheng remembered Luo Xuan's advice. Although the strong martial arts do not have the superb spiritual cultivation of Buddhism, King Kong is not bad, clean glass and eight places are not moving, their will is highly cohesive in the process of fighting, their spirit is highly synchronized with their martial arts, and they are rarely affected by spiritual attack.

On the contrary, trying to influence those who are really strong in martial arts with mental attack will only usher in the reverse bite of failure and let them seize the opportunity.

"Magic sound", "controlling light" and "hiding thought"

With the help of casting props, Zhang Zhongheng inspired these three key low-level spells, at the same time, he imposed a real vision for himself, inspired his thinking with psionic energy, and obtained a divine realm. Sound, flash and spiritual shielding can not mislead yuhuatian. His martial arts intention is determined to lock Zhang Zhongheng's noumenon, No interference can distort this fact.

Because of distraction, Zhang Zhongheng's resistance has reached an extremely dangerous situation. The sharp blade like moonlight is only a small flaw away from his key point.

At this time, Zhang Zhongheng deeply realized the intention of Luo Xuan's warning. The powerful martial arts in the plot world are different from the parallel goods strengthened by the main god space. They have an extremely strong martial arts will that is really inspired by life and death, honed by countless battles and forged by time. Compared with it, the spirit and will strengthened by psionics are like rough boulders.

For those parallel goods with the same will as tofu, they can naturally roll over, but it is extremely dangerous to encounter those sharp, firm and indomitable refined steel swords, even if they manipulate a thousand kilograms of boulders to compete with them.

In the hands of a psionic warlock, it is unpredictable. It can control the opponent's mind and affect the enemy's judgment ability at any time. In close combat, it is even more dangerous than the strengthening of force measurement. When encountering the only pure and fine one, the martial will honed, forged and forged countless times is a bloody battle without advantage.

"Time is running out. If it goes on like this, I don't even have a chance to leave."

With the passage of time, Zhang Zhongheng, who was expressionless on the surface, was very shocked and anxious in his heart! Although I don't know whether this "yuhuatian" is the "yuhuatian" he knows, it is only a hundred times more cruel than the Western factory governor in his memory. "In Longmen flying armor, the yuhuatian is at most three stars, and now it is at least a five-star peak!"

"Is this fucking yuhuatian? The East invincible is not as cruel as him!"

"The Qingxia version of Dongfang invincible is just one star better than him. What the hell is going on in the world? Why did even the rain turned fields come out! And shouldn't he use a sword? Why is the sword so fierce? It's unscientific!"

Zhang Zhongheng roared in his heart, but his hands became more and more critical.

He is proficient in refined master cold weapons and has many flaws in yuhuatian's knife technique. He can't think of how there are so many omissions and weaknesses. The thin knife in yuhuatian's hand can come and go freely. He can always be comfortable in the defense he thinks water can't pour into, and easily tear apart the tight defense system he tries to protect.

If it were not for the reincarnation, with rich props and diverse means, Zhang Zhongheng had no doubt that the narrow thin knife had already passed his Liuyang leader.

The most terrible thing is the body method of yuhuatian. No matter how hard Zhang Zhongheng tries and has a variety of psychic means, he can't lock the breath of yuhuatian, as if he doesn't exist in this world at all. If Shi Zhixuan or Kong Zen master is present, he may recognize this philosophical speculation almost the same as the immortal seal.

But for Zhang Zhongheng, who didn't understand the "there is no room" Sabre technique at all, he couldn't lock the Qi machine, which almost abolished most of his means.

This is why he has always fallen behind. The martial arts of yuhuatian have too much restraint on him. He has very means and can't play five points.

"Supernormal change" and "haunted by evil spirits"

Zhang Zhongheng shouted loudly and rushed forward with a sliding step. Under the blessing of bloodthirsty, his arm like an iron block suddenly expanded again. His hands closed and held the short knife, whistling from top to bottom! At the same time, he has launched the only melee skill - cassock chop.

The sharp Sabre Qi cuts through the sky and hits the heart of yuhuatian.

But it was completely disintegrated when the thin knife cut into the vital point of the air machine. Zhang Zhongheng opened his eyes in disbelief and roared in his heart, "you can also crack the five-star bronze skill as an ordinary attack? It's too much!"

But surprise can't replace the fact. Just when yuhuatian's return knife was ready to cut Zhang Zhongheng together, the black fog on the vampire dagger in his right hand came out and jumped on yuhuatian's face, but with the flash of the knife, he was killed.

"Can this negative energy be cut when the enemy is entangled?"

Zhang Zhongheng took a breath. Fortunately, it delayed the last time. He was able to withdraw. The fierce knife light had no resistance. He drove straight in and disappeared into Zhang Zhongheng's chest, but he only cut off a piece of granite flesh and blood. With the surging knife gas in his body, Zhang Zhongheng escaped into the smoke and took the opportunity to retreat.