But the strange thing is that the wound on Yuan Zhisheng's body is not that deep, or even just a little bit. It seems that the wound was not made by five half-meter swords, but by five small daggers.
Fu Nian looked at the sharp claws that only damaged the superficial skin but were blocked, and nodded slightly.
Yuan Zhisheng is very confident. While he believes in his own defense, he also believes in his own speed. The moment he relies on the dragon bone defense to hinder the opponent's claws, Yuan Zhisheng cuts off the opponent's claws with absolute explosive power.
arm.
But he is also extremely ruthless. He did not choose to expand and strengthen his royal power and directly suppress the opponent to the ground. Instead, he chose to cut off the opponent's arm by enduring the injury with his body. This decision may be fatal if not careful.
Seriously injured.
Although this seems to be a bit of a trade-off, it is actually not the case. The consumption of Wang Quan's word spirit is a very large and slow recovery process, but the injury is not worth mentioning due to his powerful recovery ability.
This is the wisest decision at the moment.
But at the same time, today's Yuan Zhisheng also allowed Fu Nian to see the opponent's true defense, or the top defense level of the hybrid species. The sharp blade that could easily cut the steel plate was blocked by the opponent's body. Although it was
Under the violent shock of the collision between the two sides, the real internal organs inside were basically intact and protected inside.
Is this the true strength of the super hybrid? The super high concentration of dragon blood brings powerful recovery capabilities, super bone defense, and extreme reaction speed.
At that moment, Yuan Zhisheng retreated from being attacked, fell to the ground, gave up defense, and cut off the opponent's arm with swordsmanship. This series of actions took the opponent less than two seconds.
And the moment he landed, he cut off the opponent's arm with a boy cut.
At this speed, the men in black who were present just suddenly saw a terrifying Deadpool appear, and saw Yuan Zhisheng fall down, and a golden light flashed in front of him. In a daze, the matter was over. Only
Fu Niancai could see clearly what happened between them.
But the matter did not calm down. The ghost whose wrist was cut off seemed to become even more crazy, and his red pupils floated in the air like burning fire. The remaining palm moved toward him at an even faster speed.
Yuan Zhisheng, who landed heavily on the ground, launched an attack.
But at this moment, Yuan Zhisheng had completely fallen to the ground, and his heavy body exposed all his weaknesses to the opponent's attack range. But Deadpool used the movement of a tiger to pounce on food from top to bottom, sharp and sharp.
Zhao stared intently at Yuan Zhisheng's chest.
But now he has no chance to cut off the opponent's arm at a short-term price. The only thing left for him is to increase the spirit of words!!
But Yuan Zhisheng's eyes were not panicked at all, but he suddenly opened his jaw.
"Fu Nian!"
Yuan Zhisheng yelled suddenly at the ferocious squirming body in front of him!
Five sharp blades as thick as swords quickly dilated in Yuan Zhisheng's eyes. Its blade tip flashed with scarlet muscle fragments. It flashed with pale yellow lines of bone...
Bang!
Yuan Zhisheng felt that his eyes suddenly turned black, and the huge thing within the scope of his pupils instantly turned into a puddle of mud under an invisible force. It was like a blazing wind blowing through the fine sand raised in an hourglass. His whole body was
Disintegrated and dissipated in an instant.
Yuan Zhisheng lay heavily on the ground, his center of gravity still falling downwards. Instinctively, he covered the wound on his waist with one hand and frowned.
But his attention was not on the wound at all.
His ears stood up, and with a "pop" sound, he felt that the world around him had stopped.
That was the sound of mud piling up the wall...
A tall figure stood in front of him, waving with one hand, but it was just a casual wave, like a hug between friends, but it brought infinite shock to Yuan Zhisheng.
For a moment, Yuan Zhisheng lay there with mixed emotions. He knew the physical quality of this ghost. Although he looked unsightly, judging from the ruthless speed of attack and the strength of defense, he was
Deadpool is at a very high level.
Of course, Yuan Zhisheng also highly recognized Fu Nian's strength. He believed that it would be very easy for Fu Nian to defeat the opponent.
But! This is too relaxed!
Yuan Zhisheng immediately closed his eyes.
He was reminiscing, and he wanted to carefully watch the details of the collision between Fu Nian and the other party! He didn't believe that the other party didn't use other means!
The moment his voice fell, Fu Nian's entire body disappeared.
The next second, while Yuan Zhisheng was sighing at the opponent's speed, the collision between a person and a ghost also appeared in his mind in an instant.
The surrounding air vibrated rapidly, and a force from bottom to top scraped across Yuan Zhisheng's cheek. The heavy weight in the air of the carrier instantly collided with five tachi-like sharp claws.
boom!
Yuan Zhisheng only felt the violent tremor of the air in front of him suddenly stop, as if a sports car moving forward suddenly collided with a mountain.
The sports car was crushed to pieces in the violent impact, and the surrounding battle scenes also began to become fragmented.
The blooming scarlet-black liquid splashed in the air like ink. Under the heavy impact of the force between each other, the ghost's body quickly fell into pieces, and then continued to fall into pieces, the broken torso, blooming scarlet.
As the opponent's hand waved forward, it began to disintegrate little by little. Finally, the entire torso was suddenly slapped on the wall behind the ghost. The black scarlet was mixed with broken bones. Not to mention the internal organs, even the bones could not be found.
To half time.
Yuan Zhi opened his eyes in shock and looked at Fu Nian standing in front of him. His eyes were wide open for a moment. The half of his arm that he had tried so hard to cut off by being injured was actually cut off by the opponent.
A slap to the point of breaking it?!!
Yuan Zhi stared blankly at Fu Nian's palm, which was still in mid-air. The palm was still slender and white. Not to mention the injuries, not even a trace of blood could be seen.
But Yuan Zhisheng found nothing when he looked again. He found that the moment a person and a ghost collided, Fu Nian's palm seemed to be attached to something, becoming thick and sharp.
Like...like a smaller version of Dustless Land now?
Yuan Zhisheng once again recalled the feeling he felt just a moment ago. He was a little doubtful for a moment. Yuan Zhisheng knew how to control the range of the word spirit, but he could concentrate the word spirit into a place the size of his palm.
For a moment, Yuan Zhisheng really doubted the authenticity of this matter. This was not because Yuan Zhisheng didn't want to believe in Fu Nian's strength. Yan Ling was originally a product of dragon civilization. Controlling Yan Ling by a hybrid was actually more like a child holding a murder weapon.
Of course, it is no problem for children to carry one or two daggers weighing one or two kilograms, and they can use them easily.
Even an older child can barely handle a large weapon weighing ten to twenty kilograms, but it is completely impossible for a child to carry a heavy sword weighing hundreds of kilograms.
.
But now the fantasy happened next to Yuan Zhisheng. Fu Nian's precise manipulation of Yan Ling was like a child who had just learned to walk wielding a sword worth hundreds of kilograms. This was not a person at all.
Things that half-breeds can understand.
But the fact really happened in front of Yuan Zhisheng, and Fu Nian not only had nothing wrong with him, but also turned his head and looked at him with a smile.
"Did you just use the word spirit?" Yuan Zhisheng stared at Fu Nian's palm, and now he could still rely on his own intuition to feel the residual power in Fu Nian's palm.
"Yeah, you saw it."
Fu Nian looked at his palm and nodded. He had indeed condensed a little wind element into his palm just now.
He really didn't want to have any physical contact with the ghost, so he had to use the wind wall as a barrier to isolate the opponent's attack from his body. Then, with the blessing of gravity, he slapped the opponent to death.
Yuan Zhisheng said no more,
Instead, he looked at the man in black who was afraid of him in the distance. The scene just now was equally short, but the chat between the two of them was not so short.
Now this time has made them realize that something is wrong ahead.
"Can the spirit of speech be expanded?" Fu Nian looked at them with a hint of calmness in his eyes.
He is really in a calm mood now. These guys can only be regarded as pre-dinner snacks. What he wants to eat is the main meal, not to waste time with them.
"The spirit of speech can naturally expand, and my injuries will recover soon. These are not problems, so you don't have to worry.
But if I expand the word spirit to the entire basement, then I will not be able to exert any combat effectiveness in the subsequent battles, and will even become a drag on you." Yuan Zhisheng said as he stepped forward, and while taking steps,
The gravity surrounding the entire body is also moving accordingly.
The men in black who were close to the opponent retreated one after another. They did not want to be enveloped by his gravity and become a waste that could be slaughtered by others. The companion in front of them now was their best example.
"Then let me do it. I don't want to waste time procrastinating."
Fu Nian looked at the men in black trying to exit the basement one after another.
The whole person's eyes lit up instantly.
Yuan Zhisheng only felt that there was a powerful force spreading around him, and the dust-free land that was originally just covering the surface of his spirit began to spread around him.