nucmednet Chapter 387 Weigh Your Strength
Chapter 387 Weigh Your Strength
Chapter 387 Weigh Your Strength
"Oh, Zhang Xiu's Overlord Spear, and Duan Gang's Demon Slaying Technique... Tsk tsk... Master and his disciples!"
The seemingly older man nimbly dodged the attacks of Nangong Wen and Duan Heng while admiring them with a relaxed smile on his face, as if the fierce battle before them was just an interesting show.
There was a hint of amusement in his eyes as he moved freely among the shadows of guns and swords, with light steps. Every dodge was just right, as if he had seen through every move of his opponent in advance.
Duan Heng is a proud and arrogant person, and his unwillingness to admit defeat is stronger than anyone else.
At this moment, he and Nangong Wen attacked together, but they couldn't even touch the corner of the opponent's clothes, let alone take him down, and they couldn't even put any pressure on the opponent. This was a great humiliation for the arrogant Duan Heng, and the anger in his heart burned so fiercely that he almost lost his mind.
Duan Heng's feet suddenly stopped, and at the moment when Nangong Wen took the opportunity to attack, his aura suddenly rose.
His body was lit up with a purple-blue light, which was like a burning flame, emitting a bone-chilling coldness. With him as the center, the air around him seemed to be frozen, and wisps of white mist appeared.
Duan Heng raised his head and howled, his voice filled with anger and unwillingness: "Ghost Blade... Eight Cuts!"
As he roared, extremely dense and cold air gathered madly, interweaving and entwining in the air, and finally formed a huge purple-blue sword light.
The blade was more than two people tall, and its edge flashed with a sharp cold light, as if it could cut everything in the world into two pieces.
The blade light was wrapped in endless power and with an unstoppable momentum, it slashed towards the man swiftly.
The man's expression changed instantly. The original playfulness on his face disappeared without a trace, replaced by an unprecedented solemnity. He narrowed his eyes slightly and murmured in a low voice: "Are you serious?"
As soon as the words fell, the blade fell.
"boom!"
There was a deafening bang, and the moment the blade collided with the man, it was as if a bomb exploded on the spot.
The powerful impact caused a gust of wind, with sand and rocks flying everywhere. The surrounding sand and rocks were carried by the wind and splashed around like hidden weapons.
Duan Heng and Nangong Wen were knocked back by the impact, they staggered and almost fell to the ground.
When the smoke and dust cleared a little, everyone looked closely and saw that the man was kneeling on one knee, with one hand on the ground to steady his body. His clothes were torn open by the blade, revealing his strong chest. There was a shallow bloodstain on his chest, and bright red blood was slowly seeping out.
"What a powerful sword light!"
The man slowly raised his head, a complex look of surprise and admiration flashed in his eyes, and he said in amazement: "Wow, this move of Ghost Blade Eight Slashes is as powerful as breaking steel! That old guy has always been protective of his shortcomings and kept secrets, so he must have kept a backup plan before teaching his apprentice. Boy, are you from the Duan family?"
Duan Heng heard this and just snorted coldly, raising his hand to wipe away the blood that had flowed from the corner of his mouth due to the recoil. He did not answer, but stared at the other person with his eyes as sharp as torches, and that look seemed to be able to see through people, and the vigilance and hostility in it were self-evident.
Taking advantage of the chaos just now, the two men who were originally fighting with Chen Hua and Jia Zhen broke free from the fight and quickly came to their eldest brother.
For a moment, the two sides were on the verge of a fight, but they both tacitly stopped their actions and did not attack rashly.
At this moment, around them, columns of wind suddenly stood up, rotating at high speed and making sharp whistling sounds, like the roaring of angry beasts.
These wind columns formed a circle, tightly surrounding everyone. The swirling air currents carried sand and dust, making it impossible to open one's eyes, adding a bit of tension and mystery to the atmosphere.
Li Zhi took a deep breath and took a steady step forward.
He fixed his eyes on the three men, his gaze like lightning, and said, "I believe that you have come all the way here, and you are definitely not kidding us. Now that things have come to this, can you be honest with us?"
The man stood up slowly, brushed off the dust on his body, put on a half-smile on his face, and said leisurely, "Don't worry, don't worry. Since I'm here, I'm naturally sincere. It's just that it's rare to meet a few young people. I'm itching to show my skills, so I can't help but want to weigh the strength of the newcomers now."
After Duan Heng and the others heard this, a sneer appeared on their faces, and that smile was full of disdain and ridicule.
They are all experts in the Night Patrol Division. In Yongguo, who dares to speak so confidently about their strength?
Li Zhi's expression remained unchanged, and he said in a deep voice: "Since you have played it, are you satisfied?"
"You haven't made a move yet... We can't be partial to one and ignore the other, right?"
The man stared at Li Zhi with a slight smile on his face.
Hearing this, Li Zhi grinned and started laughing as well. He nodded heavily and said, "That's true."
As soon as the words fell, the originally calm ground suddenly shook violently, and cracks spread rapidly like a spider web.
Immediately afterwards, a giant hand made of sand broke out of the ground and slapped the man fiercely with an overwhelming force.
The man's eyes lit up, a hint of excitement and anticipation flashed in his eyes, and his figure flashed like a ghost, instantly dodging the fierce attack. At the same time, he shouted with interest: "Xiaoyao Mountain's Qi transformation realm? Interesting, really interesting!"
Seeing this, Li Zhi's eyes fixed instantly, and he secretly marveled in his heart: His attack was extremely swift and powerful, but this person dodged it so easily, and his body movements were so strange that it was beyond imagination.
Without any hesitation, he quickly moved his left hand and shouted, "Five Ghosts!"
In an instant, a sinister aura several times stronger than that when Duan Heng performed the Eight Slashes of the Ghost Blade just now suddenly rose up and filled the entire space like a surging black tide.
In the blink of an eye, five hideous-looking blue-gray ghosts appeared out of nowhere and surrounded the man.
The five little ghosts bared their fangs and claws, uttered bursts of sharp and strange cries, and blocked all possible routes for the man to dodge.
The man was frightened by the sudden appearance of the five little ghosts. Before he could react, the huge hand of sand above his head had already brought with it a tremendous force and slammed down again.
"boom!"
There was a deafening bang, as if a heavy bomb exploded next to my ears, and dust flew everywhere, filling the entire space, obstructing my vision and making it impossible to see anything clearly.
Just when Li Zhi and his companions were fully convinced that there was no way that person could dodge this fatal blow, a voice suddenly sounded behind Li Zhi: "Ghost Controlling Technique? I didn't expect that at such a young age, you have learned two spells from Xiaoyao Mountain. The young are truly formidable!"
Li Zhi was startled and thought to himself that something was wrong, and quickly looked back.
I saw that person standing behind me with a smile on his face, but his face was a little pale. It was obvious that the dodging just now had cost him a lot of energy.
The man's two younger brothers were muttering quietly, "Now that's good, big brother was forced to use his magic skills. Big brother has suffered a great loss. He really shot himself in the foot..."