At this moment, prisoner Feng is going crazy! ! !
He had never felt that time passed so painfully.
Why hasn't Wenren Nongyue come yet
It’s really too late!
at the same time.
Su Chen also moved.
He is not a man who would surrender without a fight.
As his figure fluctuated, Gu Chen Sword also fluctuated.
At this moment, Su Chen's blood was also boiling.
Because, sensing the extreme danger, the ancient soul's ancestral vein fluctuated.
The movement of his soul reached its peak, and Su Chen had never been so calm for a moment.
Even his sweat pores stood up.
He must be calm enough, otherwise, he will die.
Will definitely die.
He admitted that Zhuo Ming's continuous attacks made him feel the threat of death, a strong threat of death.
Under the extreme movement of his soul, he barely managed to capture all the strange, sudden, and hidden directions of Zhuo Ming's roundabout attacks with one knife after another.
His figure was like a wisp of smoke, fluctuating, seemingly unpleasant, but in fact, the afterimages moved together, exceeding billions...
It seems unhappy, but every time, he escapes Zhuo Ming's sword light with luck and danger.
Extreme avoidance.
Su Chen's movements were beyond 100% of his abilities.
At this point, I can only barely avoid it.
There was already blood on his body.
It was cut by the sharp edge of Zhuo Ming's sword.
Zhuo Ming's sword light is too strong!
Even if you are not hit directly, you will still come into contact with the edge of the sword because you are too close or too close every time you dodge.
In the blink of an eye, Su Chen was covered in blood.
But his heartbeat was beating more and more calmly.
His control over his body shape is actually increasing clearly.
Between life and death, Su Chen seemed to have used all his potential and was forced to become stronger.
Su Chen felt that his control over his body and bloodline became more and more pure.
People only know their limits when they are pushed to a certain point.
Just like Su Chen at this moment.
Every moment, we are making progress. If we don’t make progress, we can’t do it. If we don’t make progress, we will be smashed into powder by the sword.
"This is impossible!!!" Zhuo Ming was finally moved.
Don't underestimate these three or four breaths, but in fact, the sword light he fired has attacked Su Chen no less than ten thousand times in the back and forth.
But Su Chen dodged them one by one.
If you escape once or twice, it is luck, but if you escape ten thousand times, it is definitely not luck, but strength.
Zhuo Ming really couldn't believe it.
He said for sure that he didn't hold anything back.
His attack method of constantly drawing swords has never failed so far.
Zhuo Ming even felt that his attack method of constantly drawing swords could threaten Zhenzhen Wuji realm cultivators.
Moreover, Zhuo Ming felt that if someone could defeat his attack, the only way would be to crush it with absolute strength instead of avoiding it.
Because no one can do such a subtle calculation, and no one can have such an exaggerated reaction speed.
But in front of me...
Su Chen did it.
Really did it.
Mythical reaction speed, dodge speed beyond the limit of thinking...
Outside small space.
The ancestor of the Li family, Zhao Lingxi's protector, and Feng Qian almost bit off their own tongues.
This... this... how is this possible
Don't talk about a young man in the Supreme Emperor Realm.
Even for them, these old monsters who will become the Great Emperor, if they don't use absolute strength to crush them, they can't do it just like Su Chen's avoidance.
No one can have such exaggerated reaction speed and dodge speed, and no one can have such precise and mind-numbing calculation speed.
But...
Speed just does it! ! !
It was done in a shocking way!
It's like an ordinary person performs a series of numerical calculations, but the speed exceeds the calculation speed of a computer, and it is absolutely accurate. This... this is nonsense!
"Incredible." Above, the hunchbacked old man was extremely moved, his old eyes flashing. In the past, he thought that the limit of monsters in this world was the young master. Unexpectedly...
no.
Not at all.
The 800-year-old young man in front of me is, only speaking of talent, only speaking of fighting talent, he can completely defeat the young master!
At this moment, not only Zhuo Ming had murderous intentions towards Su Chen, but he also had murderous intentions.
Such evildoers are not part of the Zhuo family or one of our own. They must die. If they don't die, they will be a scourge in the future, especially now that they are locked in a feud with the young master.
at the same time.
The bright red color on Su Chen's body gradually disappeared.
Why
Because he adapted to the rhythm.
Almost every time he dodges an attack from the sword, the purity of his control over his body increases a little.
To put it in layman's terms, Su Chen's strength was rapidly improving...
Therefore, he became more and more accustomed to it and became more and more relaxed.
Because of this, the scars on his body that were scratched by the sharp edge of the sword were becoming less and less, and he had time to recover.
In addition, the absolutely exaggerated scar recovery power brought about by the time of heaven, chaotic air flow, ancient soul ancestral veins, etc., so his scars are recovering.
This was something that Su Chen thought was normal, but Zhuo Ming saw it and almost made his eyes pop.
How can it be? How can it be? How can it be? ! ! !
he kept asking himself.
First, how could Su Chen quickly adapt to his sword attack? With extreme avoidance, is there still room for improvement? This is no longer a human being!
Secondly, how could Su Chen recover so quickly from the scars caused by the sharp edge of the sword? You know, it was my own underworld knife that attacked me! The attack of the natal emperor's soldiers, plus the 40,000 years of pregnancy, drinking an unknown amount of evil blood, etc., this underworld knife has already evolved its own underworld poison. Basically, as long as it is injured by the underworld knife, even if It's just a trace, and it will take a long, long time to recover from the scars. This requires a lot of vitality treasures. But Su Chen was injured all over his body. He didn't use any treasures, so... he just... just recovered by himself. Already? This is not a ghost, what is it
"I want you to die!!!" Finally, Zhuo Ming couldn't control it anymore. His undulating figure suddenly stopped, and his killing intent finally reached its peak.
Now, I just want to kill Su Chen.
Just this one thought.
All other prides and so on are gone.
Originally, based on his reputation, status, strength, realm, etc., he didn't want to use his trump card.
In that case, it would not sound good if it was spread out.
It's a disservice to his reputation.
But at this moment.
He couldn't care less.
The figure just stopped.
Zhuo Ming's body suddenly surged with a black torrent.
A torrent of liquid.
Zhuo Ming seemed to have disappeared and turned into black.
The black billows and churns.
The black color was filled with an extremely restrained demonic power.
The demonic power fluctuated, and everyone watching outside the small space felt suffocated.
Too pure magic power.