Treading Blood to Sky’s End Chapter 1114: Nightmare Corpse
Late at night, in the Xunyang Mountain on the border of Taicangchen Prefecture, three figures shuttled quickly through the mountains. Their figures were as light as a gust of wind passing over the grass and trees. On the other hand, another figure was chasing the three people, and the trees blocked the trees. The stone blocked the falling rocks, and even if it was heavily hindered by the terrain, it was not even half a step behind the three of them. Its fierce posture made the three people in front feel ashamed.
"This is not the way to go. We must separate. One person will attract the zombies, and the other two will look for opportunities to set up a magic circle nearby, and then introduce the zombies."
The speaker looked to be in his early twenties and quite handsome. He was clearly Chang Lingfeng, an outer disciple of Yaochi.
One of the two women on the left and right of Chang Lingfeng is Chang Lingfeng's sister Chang Lingyue, and the other is not Chang Lingxi, but Chang Lingfeng's wife, Xu Lancui.
The three current cultivation levels are all in the late stage of Feixing, and they are no longer willing to stay away from Danding. With such strength and the background of Tai Yaochi, they can run rampant in Tai Cang, but they are chased by the figures behind them and are miserable. Word.
The three of them called the figure behind them a nightmare corpse.
Nightmare ghosts resurrect themselves through corpses. Although nightmare zombies are a general term, in today's five places and eight wastelands, nightmare corpses usually refer to humans, beasts are called nightmare beasts, insects are called nightmare insects, and birds are called nightmare birds.
This is not the first time that the three of them have encountered nightmare corpses. They have turned into ashes more than a hundred corpses. However, the corpses they encountered today are extraordinary. They were transformed from the corpses of monks possessed by nightmare ghosts. They have Some weird methods can absorb people's cultivation and spit out poisonous mist. These can be avoided as long as you are careful, but the trouble is that the body of this nightmare corpse was a physical training before it was alive. It can train its muscles and bones with a single sound, and the sword will not hurt. The three of them have already After fighting with him for two hours, I almost collapsed, but the opponent was still strong. It was obvious that the Nightmare Corpse was at least in the middle and late stages of the Alchemy Cauldron!
The sudden separation of the three people stunned the corpse, and then roared, but instead of chasing Chang Lingfeng who deliberately slowed down, he took aim at Xu Liancui.
"Damn it!"
Chang Lingfeng was immediately furious. Xu Liancui seemed to be fast, but in fact she was close to the limit. At this moment, she was trying her best to keep the distance. Unexpectedly, the nightmare actually saw their true and false, and knew that she was deliberately Slow down to lure him into pursuit.
Chang Lingfeng suddenly drew his sword and stabbed it diagonally. The spiritual light on the sword flickered slightly, and a trace of sword energy came out of the body. It slashed through the right arm of the corpse, and suddenly the arm of the corpse was torn open and black blood spurted out. He ignored the wounds, and only had Xu Lancui in his eyes.
Chang Lingfeng's face became even more ugly. His sword not only failed to stop the nightmare corpse, but actually blocked him!
None of the previous cuts could hurt this ghost. I thought this sword hit the opponent's orifice, but I never thought that the corpse was intentionally injured. His blood was unusual. It flowed out of the body like ink at first, but it began to vaporize in the blink of an eye. It won't take long for a large black fog to form, just in time to block the long wind.
Under the angry attack of the wind, Chang Ling ignored the fact that the black mist could corrode the true essence, and a layer of Gang Qi protected his body. He broke into the black mist and started fighting with the nightmare corpse.
Noticing something strange behind her, Xu Liancui's expression changed drastically and she turned around. Seeing the heavy sword light in the black mist, she knew that her husband was desperately trying to delay time for her. Turning back at this moment would definitely make her husband angry. Xu Liancui continued to move forward with tears in her eyes.
In the black mist, Chang Lingfeng held his sword and fought against the nightmare corpse. He knew that the nightmare corpse was extremely powerful and could catch the sword blade with his bare palm. Moreover, if the sword blade was hit by him, the force would be enough to shatter the tiger's mouth. Chang Ling Feng had previously Feng suffered several losses, but luckily he had the holy healing medicine from his master.
This time in close combat, Chang Lingfeng's fighting style became more and more elegant, and he was amazing with the sword with one hand. When the flesh palm of the corpse hit the blade, the long sword came out and circled around the corpse, cutting it back. Chang Ling Feng hands.
Although this method can't even damage the fur of the nightmare corpse, it is very suitable for finding the secret of the nightmare corpse. In other words, it is the secret of the nightmare corpse taking over the body!
Every monk has a knack. Those who don’t have a knack are transcendent. This is the ultimate state of rebirth and transformation.
Although the ghost possesses the body, it cannot make up for the secrets of the physical body during life.
"The puppet master once said that there are two types of physical training. One is the hundred-refined body, and the other is the spiritual body. The one-hundred-refined body is a method of horizontal training. He also said that the method of practicing brother Ahu is the hundred-refined body. At the beginning of body training, the tricks are the same as ordinary people. After Feixing, there are fewer tricks. I am no longer afraid of wounds through the heart, but I am afraid of the Dantian! It is difficult to find the trick to enter the Dantian. Breaking his body is not easy, but breaking the alchemy cauldron is not easy. As for the spiritual platform, it is even more difficult. But I was wrong before. This nightmare corpse did not practice the Hundred Refining Techniques during his lifetime. Otherwise, the sword just now could not hurt him. It should be a spiritual body. Method, he briefly dispersed the real energy in his arm, and was deliberately injured by me to create this large blood mist. The method of cracking the spirit body requires disrupting the opponent's luck rhythm, using the sword fighting method, focusing on a few fierce attacks, and attracting the opponent. The true essence is also forced to concentrate on one point, ignoring the rest of the body, and takes the opportunity to chop off the opponent's head!"
Chang Lingfeng's mind was spinning. He had fought with the Nightmare Corpse for hundreds of rounds. The Gang Qi outside his body had become unstable and was about to be corroded by the blood mist. Suddenly, the Gang Qi attached to the long sword in Chang Lingfeng's hand Jagged shapes appeared and quickly circled along the blade. When he struck the corpse's fleshy palm with one sword, the jagged teeth on the blade shattered like sparks, and Chang Lingfeng's true energy was also rapidly consumed.
"Touched!"
Chang Lingfeng gritted his teeth, held the sword in both hands and pushed forward desperately.
If Zhang Tianliu saw this, he would definitely cover his forehead and sigh.
That's not how sword fighting works!
A concentrated sword fight requires a fierce offensive, with dozens of swords and hundreds of sword strikes per second, without giving the opponent a moment to breathe.
It doesn’t matter that he didn’t explain it clearly, because in the Five Lands and Eight Wastelands, fighting swords is not called fighting swords, but called fighting swords, which is different from the boundless sea.
Boundless Sea Sword Fighting is all about the quality of the sword, just like a beauty show. From the face to the figure, you can observe its charm and taste its voluptuousness.
Sword fighting here means dueling with swords.
Zhang Tianliu never showed it, Hai Chengxing just used his sword to suppress his opponent with all his strength.
In fact, that's right. He just used a sharp attack to disrupt the opponent's rhythm, but Chang Lingfeng regarded it as a full-strength sword. Is this a fight for strength?
This is simply an insult to Pinjian.
Swordfighting is an art, and although it requires some strength, strength is not everything.
One force can defeat ten levels, which is very difficult to achieve in sword fighting. The opponent can be blocked with his physical body, and it doesn’t matter if he is cut in half. As long as the spiritual platform and Dantian are not damaged, the sword master can still cut him. But he can penetrate the opponent's spiritual platform with one sword at the same time.
But now, the person facing Chang Lingfeng was not a sword cultivator, but a nightmare corpse.
The nightmare corpse was in a head-to-head collision, and its flesh palm resisted the cut of Chang Ling Feng's sword. All the true energy in the body unconsciously gathered towards the flesh palm, looking for Shuyuan www.zhaoshuyuａ. ｏcomAlthough Chang Lingfeng couldn't feel this, he had no other choice but to fight until the last moment, and suddenly made a move with his sword. When the long sword left his hand and wrapped around the flesh of the corpse, it passed by his neck. The Nightmare Corpse Flesh Palm also hit Chang Ling Feng on the chest with its full force due to the lack of a sword. With just this blow, Chang Ling Feng flew backwards out of the blood mist like a kite with its string broken. The Gang Qi had been shattered, and a large piece of his chest was dented. It hit the rocks behind heavily, making a loud roar and splashing smoke and dust.
"Husband!"
"Brother!"
Xu Liancui and Chang Lingyue were shocked and rushed towards each other.
"Little, be careful...cough!" Chang Lingfeng coughed up a large mouthful of blood before he finished speaking.
The two women were so frightened that they still forgot that in the blood mist behind them, a ferocious head flew out and was about to bite Xu Liancui to death. Suddenly, a black light flew behind Xu Liancui and unfolded an iron umbrella. The surface was engraved with fine runes, dull and inconspicuous, and looked very inconspicuous. However, when the head hit the umbrella surface, the iron umbrella did not move at all, as if frozen in the void, but the head exploded on the spot, and a wisp of black smoke escaped from it. It seemed that he was unwilling to bypass the iron umbrella and get into Xu Lancui's body, but he saw that the iron umbrella finally lit up, and a series of runes floated out, chasing the black smoke and entangled him, and in a moment they intertwined into a rune. Escape, tightly trapping the black smoke.