Immortal Martial God Chapter 2201: The Battle of the Peak
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"It's awful!" Xiang Nan felt a little in his heart, and immediately blocked his face with his left arm.
But the green powder still fell on Xiang Nan.
Orochi said: "No, it's a psychedelic fan!"
Xiang Nan only felt dizzy in his mind, and his body was almost unsteady, shaking twice.
How is it possible? Xiang Nan was shocked, and secretly said that with my anti-toxicity, there are actually toxins that can cause such a serious impact on me.
The green-robed man in front of him found an opportunity to take advantage of it, so he immediately took out a black dagger and slashed it against Xiang Nan's neck.
While Xiang Nan was dizzy, he escaped this cut perfectly.
However, the cutting did not actually come from the dagger itself, but it came from behind Xiang Nan, and the black blade silently hit the back of Xiang Nan's neck.
Orochi said: "Quickly, stop the undead summoning first!"
In spite of the wound, Xiang Nan tapped the index finger of his right hand lightly, and the blade of the dead rose to the ground. At the same time, all the undead fell apart in the entire enclosing abyss.
Without the loss of vitality, Xiang Nan's consciousness is a little clearer.
But the green-robed man raised his right hand and threw it straight ahead, as if throwing air.
It is not air that can be thrown away, but himself!
At this time, the green-robed man was severely thrown out by himself, and galloped toward the distance at the limit speed.
Xiang Nan shouted: "Where to run!"
He raised his hand and called out a huge sword light.
The green-robed man turned his head and gave a sneer. He merged his hands and separated suddenly, saying: "Transfer!"
Xiang Nan’s blade light suddenly disappeared during the flight, and quickly appeared five hundred meters away on the left. The blade light was changed by the green-robed man without warning and flew in an irrelevant direction. go with.
Xiang Nanlian chopped thousands of swords.
Each person in the green robe separated his hands again and again, and the group of blade lights disappeared collectively, appeared inexplicably from a distance, and lost direction again.
"What is this?" Xiang Nan gritted his teeth, running daydreaming silently in his heart, and said to the green robe humanely: "Sleep!"
The man in the green robe smiled strangely, holding his temples with both hands at the same time, and said: "Constrained consciousness!"
In an instant, the green-robed man closed his eyes tightly, and opened a horizontal eye on his forehead, which was crystal yellow.
"Nothing?" Xiang Nan's face was solemn, daydreaming, and he could not invade the consciousness of the green-robed man. At this time, the green-robed man was like a dead person, without consciousness at all, but He is indeed awake again.
The green-robed man flew away and said with a weird smile: "You think I have been with you for so long, but haven't you discovered that you know the clever means of invading consciousness? I have already guarded this trick." /
"Then this hand, I see how you can defend it!" Xiang Nan no longer pursued and killed remotely, but turned into a bunch of thunder and lightning, chasing the man in the green robe.
The man in the green robe flew forward with his back facing Xiang Nan, but he kicked out in front of him, but Xiang Nan was behind him, and the kick was in the wrong direction.
As a result, when Xiang Nan was moving at the speed of light, he suddenly felt a heavy kick on the right side of his waist, which caused a serious deviation in the entire course of advancement and suddenly moved away.
The slightest deviation in the direction of the speed of light will cause a step difference, a huge error of a thousand miles.
When Xiang Nan stopped, there was no trace of the man in the green robe.
"You can't jump!" Xiang Nan bowed his head and sensed, and immediately noticed the spirit fluctuations of the green-robed man. He turned into a thunder and lightning again and chased the green-robed man.
"Hey!" The green-robed man flew fast and said: "This guy is really difficult to deal with, but the wind chaser is fighting the Luosheng ghost king. This is really God's help! Give you some fun early adopters !"
Speaking, the green-robed man's eyes are slightly a meter, his hands clasped together, and said: "Gap, lead!"
The other direction, three million miles away.
The wind chaser and the Luosheng ghost king are fighting in the dark, and the two super heroes are now covered with wounds left by the opponent's weapon.
Narasheng ghost king closed his eyes and said: "Pluto, slash in a flash!"
Between heaven and earth, countless black lines suddenly appeared! These black threads are crisscrossed and woven into a giant black web. The grid is ten times smaller than a spider web!
But these black lines are not real spider webs, but knife marks! Every silk thread is the shadow left by the knife mark when it cuts through the air.
There is no room for dodge in such an indiscriminate and full coverage attack.
The handsome long hair of the wind chaser fluttered with the wind. He erected the long sword in front of him and said: "Holy sword, Rising Dragon!"
Huh!
On the ground, a stout golden light rose from the ground, and the light dragon enveloped the wind chaser and hovered around him.
Countless silk threads kept hitting the Guanglong, breaking that Guanglong to pieces.
But the instant light came fast, and went fast. When all the silk threads disappear collectively, that Guanglong also fell apart.
The wind chaser blocked this move.
Luo Shenggui Wang smiled and said: "You deserve to be a famous wind chaser, then you can take this next trick!"
"Pluto, a million catastrophes!"
The King Nalushenggui stood up the long knife in front of him, holding the handle of the knife with his right hand, and pinching the back of the knife with the mouth of the left hand, and then the whole person quickly rushed forward, rushing out of half an inch.
In an instant, millions of sword lights, as thin as silk threads, whizzed towards the wind chaser.
Luo Sheng, the ghost king, sprinted forward half an inch, and another million swords burst out.
Millions of knives, densely packed into a light curtain, criss-crossed silk threads sprinting at the extreme speed of light, the number of which is almost impossible to count.
The wind chaser swung his long sword and sternly shouted: "The Sacred Sword, Tianmen Haichao!"
Boom!
A ray of sword rain swayed towards Luosheng Ghost King, followed by another slice, the second slice, the third slice...
The blade light and the sword rain banged fiercely at each other, cutting and penetrating each other, and the storm-like attacks on both sides were fighting for quantity, speed, and accuracy.
Narasheng Ghost King kept sprinting forward, throwing out a million swords per inch every inch.
And the Tianmen Sea Tide is an endless rain of swords, for a moment.
The fierce battle between the two is so radiant that people can't open their eyes.
After the two stopped at the same time, the chaser's shoulders, arms, and thighs became more heartbroken.
"Seven knives missed." The wind chaser narrowed his eyes and scanned his wounds slightly.
Although most of the sword beams were blocked, there were still seven sword beams, which were exploited.
Naluosheng ghost king holds a knife in both hands and slams into the ground!
A magnificent black crescent moon shot straight up into the sky and shot towards the wind chaser.
The wind chaser scored both feet, and under both feet, a giant sword of light appeared.
At this moment, the huge black light that Luosheng Ghost King split off disappeared halfway without any warning.
The wind chaser frowned.
The Ghost King Luo Sheng thought thoughtfully, and said: "Tai Xu Ghost King? This guy actually dares to harass my fight."
In the distance, when the green-robed man was flying, a huge black light suddenly appeared beside him. He smiled slightly, and shook his left hand to Xiang Nan in the distance. The Heimong was already shooting, and he immediately changed direction and flew towards Xiang Nan.