Shape of the Wind – Volume Meteorite Chapter 8: The true essence of Jin Jue

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"Damn, bastard, why is this guy so strong? It's too difficult to deal with!"

Standing slowly from the ground, Lancelot rolled his breath in his chest, and white smoke came out of his body, and the Aether Immortal Body had already healed his injuries. Baiqi's vitality lock is driven by a small heavenly power and cannot last. It is only cast in a hurry for Lancelow. It does not have time and effort like Hante. The lock effect can only be maintained for a while, not lasting.

This is the case. If Bai Qi finds that Lancelow is unharmed, he will be surprised, because although the effect of the vitality lock of all things lasts only a few seconds, the power of the fourth tactic of the six suns in this life should be enough to destroy him Severe injury, a severe injury with a chance of death of more than 70%, will not be what it is now, and a few breath adjustments will be completely fine.

The biggest reason is that the vitality lock of all things does not work as Bai Qi expected. Having synchronized with Temujin's thoughts in a dream, Lancelow did not possess the Tianxin consciousness beyond the small heaven, but he could understand that feeling, and learned a lot of fighting knowledge that did not belong to the small heaven.

When faced with the vitality lock of all things, he was like Han Te and Feng'er, and he was locked without resistance, but after being locked, he knew how to deal with it, and he knew how to lock the vitality of all things Under the bound of the seal, restore internal strength as soon as possible.

This point may be thanks to the Battle of Ku'er Mountain. During that period of healing, he was particularly knowledgeable about how to operate the internal energy and restore internal energy as quickly as possible. He just has the opportunity to apply it now.

Under the extreme heat raging, everything nearby burned to white ground, and the ground was covered with a thick layer of black remnants. Many parts were even vitrified, and white smoke violently rose up in the distance. It was shrouded in a burst of red fireworks, burning the entire sky to light up, showing the power of Xicai's blow.

Feng'er has nothing to do. Although she has not regained consciousness, she has only some minor burns. After all, in the high temperature and white flames, she used most of her protective energy on her body, although she almost gave it Burning a pile of scorched ribs, but after all, saved this big beauty, and now she is more serious, it is still the wound that was hit on the abdomen by Bai Qi earlier.

(Damn it, everything is burnt up, there is no herb for emergency treatment.)

Lancelow was really annoyed. Although he was healed with the Aether Immortal Strength, the injury he suffered earlier was not light, especially when the whole body was almost burned into a pile of skull coke, the pain was really Heart-piercing, and now my head hurts.

(With such a big gap, is there a chance of winning in the fight? No, there can be no such perfect thing. His Wuzhong Wuxiang must be flawed somewhere, but I can't find it for a while. If you say he I have installed some ancient magic way machinery in my mind to become so strong, so where the flaw lies, we should start from the ancient magic way... Damn it! How can I understand the ancient magic way?)

Recalling some previous conversations with Airing, although the equipment of the Primordial Magic Way is infinitely useful, there are still some flaws in some places that I cannot understand. After all, the machine is different from the human body, and the simulation skills are even more advanced. Ingenious, in some places, there will still be subtle differences. If you can grasp these gaps, you may have a chance of winning.

(No matter how you say it, it’s just a genius. If you don’t even do this, how can you be qualified to dominate the world in the future... Old man, you will definitely say that! He...)

Several plans are in Lancelow’s mind. He already has an idea about how to deal with the enemy, but the cost of doing so is not small. To be honest, he is indeed a little timid, not knowing whether he should take this intention. Put it into practice.

"Master Lancelow..."

Feng'er's faint voice sounded from behind. Lancelow looked back. Feng'er had already woke up, turned her back, and slowly sat up leaning on a piece of impurity glass formed by the high heat.

I was overjoyed, Lancelot was about to walk over, but I heard Feng'er whisper: "Sorry, you'll be fine there, now...I don't want you to come by."

"How is your injury? I will send you back to Jixia City immediately."

"No, no, my body...Half of my body is already demons, and the physical recovery is much faster than humans. Such pure physical damage is not life threatening to me." Lancelow, Feng'er's weak voice gradually returned to calm, "However, the way he responded was not very elegant, so...I hope you don't come over."

Lancelow scratched his head. I want to know that it is probably the appearance of rapid muscle healing, and it is in a place like the lower abdomen. It is no wonder that Feng'er does not want to see it to herself. Perhaps she should be grateful, because Feng'er will scrutinize the image in front of her. Obviously In her heart, she is different from other men, and in the long run, it is gratifying.

"I'm ashamed. Although there is nothing wrong, but now I can't lift my energy. I'm afraid...I'm afraid I can't help Lord Lancelow. It will bring you a burden..."

Speaking, I saw Fenger's shoulders trembling slightly and her sense of responsibility was extremely strong. At this critical moment, she could not come in handy. She could only let Lancelow go into battle alone. She was extremely humiliated and self-blame, even if she was as strong as She couldn't help feeling out of control.

Lancelow took a step forward and wanted to say something, but in the end he still didn’t say anything, just whispered: "Don’t think too much, to be able to do this, you and I have worked very hard, now I’m going back Fight again, I will pick you up after the fight...If the one who can come back is me..."

"Master Lancelow, please wait a moment." Feng'er said: "I think the eldest master’s tactics are actually very strange. If he really has that meaning, even if the three of us are working together, it will be too early. I was defeated and died."

"Do you mean that he has been showing mercy to us?"

"It doesn’t seem to be the case. The eldest master’s shots are both fierce and the fatality rate is above 70%. If we were not lucky, we are all dead now. Because of this, I can’t judge the elder’s attempt. ."

"Well...That's right, I think, he doesn't even know what he wants."

"However, there is one thing I am sure of."

"Oh?"

"Master Lancelow, please stop worrying about me and Miss Xiaocao. I can feel that you have some concerns in your heart, and you didn't let go of your hands to fight. Your true strength should be more than what it is now. Right."

While panting, Feng'er turned her head and smiled slightly: "Under the eldest master's ultimate move, you can not only be unharmed, but you still have the power to protect me. This is enough to prove it."

Lancelow apologized and smiled a little embarrassedly. He did hide something. Although he didn't intend to deceive his relatives and friends, he didn't tell him because some things were not revealed before they were revealed, plus the scruples in his heart. they.

"What I want to say is that my lady and I have always been by your side. It was like this in the past, it is now, and in the future, no matter what choice you make, we will stand by your side. So, please Don’t worry, let go and do what you want to do."

After being smoked by heavy smoke, Feng'er's delicate face was stained with soot, and her fatigue after injury made her look a little haggard, but when she managed to squeeze out a smile to show her support and encouragement, she looked like that But it is more beautiful than anything else.

Lancelow couldn't help smiling wryly. Compared with Feng'er's frankness, he was too much tied. Although I still hope to find a peaceful solution, things in the world cannot have the best of both worlds. Just like at present, it is impossible to solve with peaceful means without destroying or hurting something first. Naive thinking, it really doesn’t work...

"The actions of the young master have already made it very obvious. Although we are unwilling to fight with him, we are not qualified to ask for a strike if we don't show the strength that can convince him first."

Feng'er whispered: "Lanceslow is all up to you. I put all my hopes on you. If you return victorious, you can ask Feng'er to give a kiss or serve whatever else. , It’s okay. So, please come back victorious."

Speaking like this does not fit Feng'er's style of doing things, but at this moment, she can't do anything else. And the effect of such encouragement is very significant. I only heard a cry of joy like Lancelow's monkey, and he threw the Fenghua knife with his backhand at random, took a big leap, and flew straight into the sky, with a vigorous fighting spirit. Seeing Feng'er couldn't help but smile.

It's just that there is one thing that Feng'er doesn't know, and that is the words that began to chant in her heart when Lancelow left.

(The Lord of Deep Blue who rules all demons! To the bottom of the Nine Abyss, I am here to pray to you, I am Lancelow, the 33rd generation descendant of the Demon Art...)

"It's you!"

Frightened and angered, Bai Qi vigorously wanted to shake off the restraints. Using Tianxin Consciousness to scan from a distance is quite a waste of energy. In addition to repeated fierce battles, both mental and physical strength have dropped drastically, without even noticing that someone is approaching and giving him a hit. However, the enemy can only do this, because if the opponent actually launches an attack, as long as there is a slight murderous intent, he can detect it from far away.

The one who attacked suddenly was Hante. Different from the usual human appearance, the lower half of shen that was destroyed just now has recovered, but the recovered limbs are dark as ink, covered with cyan scales, and their toes have become sharp claws.

"Why are you so embarrassed? But after a while, you were forced to show your true colors. You are too useless!"

Hunt, who is almost exhausted, is of course impossible to answer. The entire body below the waist was shattered. Such a serious injury would be a dead end even for a Celestial Master, at least in the case of a human body. Hante was able to stay alive, relying solely on his identity as a demon. When shen was blown to pieces of flesh and blood in the second half, the blockade that had originally sealed his body also collapsed, and he made every effort to urge the power of the heavens and the demon. Amazing resilience, this will keep you immortal.

Even if he saved his life for the time being, Hante was still seriously injured, and he should find a place to heal his injuries immediately, but he turned his heart back, forced some secret method to suppress the injury and restore combat effectiveness, and sneak back again. Give Bai Qi this attack.

"Don't think that a sneak attack will work, I will have you pay the price right away."

Baiqi's rhetoric is rarely realized. In the earlier battles, Hante focused all his strength on Jin Jue. With this extremely hard and strong steel body, his arms locked Bai Qi, allowing him to counterattack and back. There was no sign of wavering at all.

"Don’t be delusional, this is a powerful Jinjue you personally guided! Bet all your power on the indestructible King Kong. This kind of pure power lock, no matter how high your Tianxin consciousness is, it’s not that easy. Freed it."

"Nonsense, can you make money out of the true essence? Just wait for me to find the flaws, and I will break you down immediately!"

That’s how it is said, but Hante’s attack is not just a lock, the pressure of his arms gradually shrinking and tightening, it is precisely the "doomsday thunderbolt" in the world, which is carried by such a bear. Strangling the law, killing the enemy in one fell swoop, and when Han Te made a move with a tyrannical body, even if it was white, there was no gap to take advantage of for a while.

"Bai Qi, stop fighting, what is the purpose of your fighting? Obviously there is no intention to kill, what are you doing so desperately for? Don't you think this is meaningless?"

"Stop talking nonsense, what right do you traitor have to talk to me?"

"Unqualified? Who is qualified? In vain, you don't want relatives, friends, or comrades. Why don't you tell me who else is left beside you?"

Hunting hard to support his exhausted body, Hante pushed Jin's absolute power to the limit, just wanting to get a chance for dialogue.

"Bai Qi, the two of us have fought and been crazy together, right? The two of us...were friends!"

"Friend? I don't need it, let alone a friend who draws a sword at me on the battlefield!"

"Asshole! I drew my sword at you because I know this is what you want. We are all the same kind of people from Sissi Corca, so I can smell your self-destructive tendencies... But it’s enough now. No matter what it is for, no one here wants to fight with you. You don’t need to fight anymore!"

"Stop! Stop! Stop! Stop!"

Trying hard to persuade, but the reaction force felt on his wrist is indeed getting stronger and stronger, and Hante couldn't help but sigh in his heart that he has never been a good lobbyist. When I was on Mount Arambatte, I couldn't persuade my best friend Bai Fei to make the final regrettable life-long ending happen.

It’s the same now. There is nothing I can do about this Bai family who is stubborn not to lose to Bai Fei...

Jin Jue couldn't be solved for a while, the white mind of Tianxin was working again, analyzing the possible flaws of the seven gods in the world. When Wuzhong Wuxiang was forced to operate to the limit, he began to analyze the seven gods even more. The seventh absolute, the last one that Xu Liewu did not pass to Hante, what is its true face.

In these days of getting along, Bai Qi has already figured out the essence of the Seven Gods from Hante, and now he disassembles and analyzes them, and quickly comes to a conclusion, and when he is the seventh in the world It flashed through his mind quickly, and after a moment, he couldn't stop laughing like he had seen something extremely funny.

"Hahahaha~~~~~"

Confused by this frantic laughter, Hante suddenly felt a power burst out of Bai Qi in the clamp, and quickly began to absorb his golden body, causing the unbreakable Jin Jue to appear flaws.

"This, this is..."

"To deal with the demons, natural demon power is used. If the Qishenjue is practiced to the top level of freedom, the concentrated Jinjue will not be shaken even if it is the demon power, but now you don’t This is your chance!"

Bai Raised his arms and burst out incomparably tyrannical Jin Jue Qi. At the moment when Han Te was eroded by the Heavenly Demon Art, Jin Jue Qi Jin was exposed, and the flaws in his body protection were exposed. He just couldn't resist. The blood was shaken away, followed by Bai Qi breaking free from the lock, turning around and stamping a fist on his chest.

It's not a nuclear fist, nor is it any killing. It just gently pushes him away, who is no longer able to fight, and falls down.

"Stop coming, first slave..."

At the same time as he fell, Hante saw a white smile, faintly, seeming to be a little apologetic, a little grateful, and a touch of peace after he had made a decision.

Although he is already powerless to fight, because Bai Qi has not chased and blasted his body, his life will not be endangered after falling to the ground, but Hante can't help it when he sees the figure that is gradually moving away. sigh.

(Xiao Bai, why are all of you Bai family so stubborn? Alas...)

Spent a lot of effort to frustrate Hante again. Before he could breathe more, the enemy attack reappeared. At the moment when his strength was declining, both hands slashed vigorously.

"Bai Qi! Go and die!"

With two heavy blows, Bai raised his arms to block, but the other party turned to grabbing, locking his wrists, and then there was a sudden pain that pierced his heart and lungs.

(Tianmo Gong?)

The wrist quickly withered and shrank, and while the flesh and blood essence was absorbed by the enemy, his own skill also rapidly diminished. If you are prepared from the beginning, with Jin Jue's concentrated effect, you can resist it. But now that the air is exhausted, and if he is sucked down, he must be defeated. At the moment, he can only transport the magic power to slightly resist the suction of the opponent with the suction, and take advantage of the gap.

With a bitter hum, Bai Qi escaped the fate of being sucked and died at the cost of breaking his arms. Half a drop of blood can't flow out from the wounds that have been sucked dry.

"The ether is immortal, heal it for me!"

With a painful grunt, he reappeared his arm in white, but Lancelow's attack was already oncoming. It is no longer the eighth-style Hongyi, but the authentic Heavenly Demon Knife. After absorbing the flesh and blood essence of the enemy's arms, it is stronger and more domineering.

The situation is not good, but he doesn't panic when he is white. The Tianxin is running. With the Tianxin consciousness far beyond Lancelow, he must find his flaws and destroy the enemy in one fell swoop. Soon, he discovered something.

(One place on the shoulder, three places on the right side, the speed is not good, as long as you target these several attacks, plan first, and then you can send him the end within three moves...)

"Want to knock me down at this level? You are too naive."

"Really?"

Just before the attack, Lancelow suddenly changed his moves, and when Bai Qi ran Tianxin again, he suddenly realized that he couldn't see where Lancelow's flaws were. This is absolutely impossible, and in extreme shock, the enemy's Heavenly Demon Sword has been hit **** the head.

With a sound of "Ah", Bai Qi flew out. Since the start of the war, he has never been so ugly to lose. The pain of the flesh and the doubts of the soul shook his will violently and made him even more so. The combination of horror is that no matter how he runs Tianxin, he can no longer find Lancelow's flaws, but because of his incompatibility, he has eaten several slashes.

(It’s impossible, how can he do it? Is his Tianxin consciousness higher than mine? This is absolutely impossible, but why can he... Huh? The power entrained in his blow... I understand Up!)

Bai raised his arms, the nuclear fist stopped Lancelow's attack, and both sides were shocked.

"Hey! Have you finally found it? It seems that you didn’t know it before. The tricks you use your vitality have a strong interference with the spiritual sense of Tianxin consciousness, and unfortunately, the lifeless lunatics are not the only ones You alone, the Demon Race has just a few such skills. The method of converting your innate vitality and multiplying your skills is not your patent!"

While giving off the power of the Heavenly Demon Sword, Lancelot sneered: "I don’t know if it will work against the real powerhouse, I don’t know if it will work! But it’s enough to deal with fakes like you, which can only be simulated. !"

"Where did you learn this trick?"

Bai Qi was indeed surprised. It’s not easy to change the technique of innate vitality, and it’s extremely rare. Although I don’t know where Lancelow learned this technique, the technique he is using now makes himself feel uncomfortable, and he appears from him. At first, perhaps even he himself hadn't noticed that there was an invisible curse power in the surrounding space, which began to slowly take shape.

Once magic is involved, the perception ability of Tianxin consciousness is limited. Although the micro system in his brain contains all the information of the Magic Guild, this kind of curse power is not included. What is it? What does it do?

"I came in a dream, I scared you to death!"

With a loud shout, Lancelow made a series of heavy blows while the enemy hadn't recovered.

"Are you going to work hard? I'll work hard with you! Now everyone fights with innate vitality. You and I are equal. As for martial arts itself, this set of life-changing demons will only have more control than you. Yes, let’s see which of our two lunatics will die first!"

The devil sword slashed like rain. Riding on the powerful force aroused by the innate vitality of urging, Lancelow and Bai Qi fought with each other for a while. Lancelow, who was physically strong, and had a strong innate vitality, immediately gained the upper hand.

The sudden shock made Bai Qi somewhat unable to cope, but soon discovered the other party's flaws. Even though Lancelow has improved in the power of the heavenly power, the two sides are still far above him in the competition between the heavens and the heart. If you use the all-things vitality lock with the absolute advantage in this respect, it will be in a few seconds. Internally blocked Lancelow's infuriating movement, and he can be slaughtered with a single move, easy and simple.

In addition to the vitality lock of all things, there are many other methods of application of Tianxin consciousness, which can end the battle in a short time. However, for such a person who also gambles on innate vitality and challenges himself, I don’t know. Why, I just don't want to fight like this, but just want to rely solely on martial arts to tell the victory or defeat.

"Don't think that there is a hope of victory if you use some side-by-side methods. As long as you use it, I can immediately understand it. In the end, I will use the same technique to defeat you and never raise your head!"

"Fart! If you have the ability to learn everything, I don't believe that your Wuzhong Wuxiang is really so omnipotent!"

Lancelow yelled, and the tricks of his men came from one after another. Suddenly the winged knives, the nuclear fists, and sometimes a few tricks of Bailudong swordsmanship, the basic tricks of the Hua family and the Shi family, but the most important , Is still his newly learned superior martial arts of various demons, such as Demon Dragon Emperor Fist, Explosive Demon Finger, Emperor Seal Sword Seal, Heaven Demon Sword... all the tricks are unreservedly issued, completely disregarding the simulation learning of the enemy. .

He learned from many sources, and he did so with all his strength. At a time, it was indeed varied and surprised. On the one hand, it was for his varied tricks. On the other hand, he was surprised that he knew that he could use His tricks simulate and evolve, why is he still using his tricks so boldly? When he has mastered all his new tricks, he will have no hope of the last victory.

I wondered briefly, and soon there was an answer, because although Lancelow was eager to make moves, but each move appeared to be mixed and impure. Obviously, he did not have time to practice well. To practice these superior martial arts skillfully, just simple Relying on Tianxin consciousness to strengthen self-fusion and use it, so the power is extremely limited.

(And the reason he did this...Is it because I want my brain to be overwhelmed, so that the simulation explodes? Interesting ideas, where did he learn it...)

After gaining insight into Lancelow’s tactics, Bai Qi laughed dumbly at the fact that the opponent underestimated himself so much. If it is to deal with ordinary mechanical simulations, this tactic has indeed hope of success, but it shouldn’t be used to deal with Wu Zhongwu. It's already a great self. With the capacity of the processing system in his brain, let alone these weights, even ten times more calculation data can be processed in the blink of an eye. Lancelow's tactics can be said to be completely useless.

(Wuzhong has no phase, compound calculus. Promoting the possibility of tricks, 10%, 30%...70%...The calculation is complete!)

It was indeed only a short-term calculation. After the high-speed integration and induction of the data in the brain, after calculation and deduction, Bai Qi has realized and understood all the faculties used by Lancelow in his heart.

"Recognize your stupidity! I want you to pay for your little tricks now!"

Bai Qi has already made a move in a loud shout. The tricks that Lancelow had just used are now in his hands, surprisingly more lethal and more proficient, as if after decades of hard work, all Lancelow's attacks were blocked and restrained, and they were easily retaken. Upper hand.

"Don't think that you will win if you are willing to work hard. A naive fool like you, even if you use your innate vitality to fight, it won't have much effect!"

With the same trick, Bai Qi easily won, blasting Lancelow's defensive net, followed by a powerful move.

"Nucle Fusion Fist Sword. Devil Dragon Eats."

Using the Heavenly Demon Art, combined the original absorption and erosion effect into the nuclear melting fist sword with dragon martial arts tearing effect. Hundreds of Qi Jins were issued in one move, and Bai Qi made a new combination. The move made Lancelot like being bitten by all the beasts at the same time, cracking flesh and bones, and bursting out a lot of blood and blood wounds all over his body in an instant.

"Ability! Aether Immortal, heal all these wounds for me!"

Unable to withstand the enemy's overwhelming attack, Lancelow, regardless of the fact that he was already using his innate vitality to fight, also transported the etheric immortal body, which consumes a lot of innate vitality, to heal all his injuries in a short period of time. The subordinates continued to use them in a staggered manner, blasting towards the enemy.

The two sides gambled their lives with their innate vitality. On the whole, Lancelot was at a disadvantage, but in the face of his extremely strong vitality, using the etheric immortal body, he could always make the damage he received invisible. When he attacked again, Bai Qi felt the powerlessness of a mouse pulling a tortoise, and the battle continued.

End of Volume 18 of "The True Story of Grace"