Chapter 359: Where the Mind Goes, Where the Sword Goes
"senior?"
Qin Changan called softly, trying hard to maintain his body balance and prevent himself from being overturned by this force and falling into the sea of blood.
The sea of blood kept rolling, and blood waves were rolling up, but nothing appeared.
After a moment passed like this, his brows frowned. This was how senior skeleton appeared last time. Would he not want to come out to see him this time?
Without waiting any longer, he turned around and continued to walk towards the Blood Knife.
But this time, he had just walked out ten meters, his eyes suddenly shrank, and his body almost instinctively facing the side.
And the moment he turned his body sideways, a blood-colored sword aura almost slashed his scalp, and the sharp sword aura cut several wounds on his face, and blood slowly flowed down.
boom!
The sword aura crossed Qin Chang'an and slashed on the sea of blood, stirring up a ten-meter-high blood-colored water column.
roar!
A roar sounded, and a man in blood-robed armor, holding a blood knife in his hand roared angrily, as if he was extremely angry that the knife just now did not hit Qin Changan.
A wave of air exploded under his feet, and his body turned into a shadow and rushed towards Qin Changan. It was so fast that it had arrived in front of him in just a blink of an eye.
A crimson sword slashed towards his neck. On the sharp blade, the sword energy was everywhere, and the moves contained the terrifying power of the sea of blood.
Qin Changan's expression suddenly changed. Without too much thought, his body suddenly bent, wasting and rolling in the sea of blood, avoiding the knife.
"Zenpo style?"
"Did this guy use Zanpo style?"
After several meters of distance, Qin Changan forced himself to stabilize his body. Looking at the Blood Shadow rushing towards him again, his eyes were shaking. Why did the Blood Shadowman use a Zanpo-style pursuit to kill him?
However, the man in the blood robe did not give him much time to think about it. As soon as he waved his sword again, the blade kept flipping, and waved one sword after another.
Each move contains murderous intent, as if he wants to completely kill Qin Changan again.
What frightened him even more was that he could not mobilize the power of the spiritual source and the mind here. In other words, he was just an ordinary person.
Relying on combat experience and flexible body movements, we constantly avoid every offensive.
However, I don’t know if it was because Qin Changan had not been dealt with for too long or for other reasons. After Qin Changan avoided the blood-robed man for a hundred moves, another blood-robed man condensed from the sea of blood.
call!
The second man in blood robe opened his eyes, and the blood rays rippled, without any unnecessary nonsense. He carried a knife and joined the pursuit of Qin Changan.
Boom!!
A terrifying sword slashed on the side of Qin Changan. Although he avoided the frontal attack, the powerful sword force still lifted him out and smashed him hard on the sea of blood dozens of meters away.
"The second style of the Thirteenth Style of Killing Heaven, the second style of Breaking the Void?"
"Every move and every knife are Zanpo or Poxu, and there is no ordinary attack at all. What's going on?"
Qin Changan looked at the second man in blood robe who appeared, with his eyes wide open and his eyes frightened. He was too familiar with the sword force.
He used to chop others, but he never thought that he would be chopped by these moves for a day.
However, after being entangled with the Blood-robed Man for so long, he also discovered that the Blood-robed Man also had no spiritual power, and the swords they slashed out were the purest swords.
The moves are deadly, and each sword contains a great power.
Qin Changan asked himself that if he had no spiritual power, he would not be able to do this level. In other words, these two blood-robed men had a higher understanding of the Thirteen Styles of Killing Heaven and were stronger than him.
roar!
The two men in blood roared in unison, and then turned into two afterimages on the left and right and rushed over again. Their bodies flipped over and raised two blood-colored sword auras.
Qin Changan's face changed slightly, his pupils flew up and down in his eyes. He looked at the blade route of the two blood swords, twisting his body and constantly avoiding it.
Although he was concentrating on dodging every sword force, his brain reacted without spiritual power, but his body reaction could not keep up.
He avoided most of the offensives, but he also did not dodge even as much as being killed. However, the things he could not avoid were all chosen to resist Zanpo.
He knew the power of the Void Breaking Stage very well. As long as he was hit by a knife, he would have to explain it here today.
Time passed quietly, and the blood-robed men did not increase again, but they seemed to be completely unaware of their fatigue and were still waving the blood knife.
Qin Changan's clothes were broken, his body was covered with scars and covered with knife marks, but he was not as embarrassed and panicked as before.
He was able to counterattack even after dodging the offensive.
He gradually calmed down and kept observing the posture and power of the blood robe's waving the blood knife every time he waved the blood knife.
Then he discovered that these blood-robed men had much more thorough understanding of the Thirteen Styles of Killing Heaven than him, and different angles could trigger different effects.
After making this discovery, he began to immerse himself in the waving of the sword of the man in the blood robe, and carefully felt the slash of each sword.
Then he began to recall his state when he was performing the Thirteenth Stage of Killing Heaven, and it was not until this time that he realized it in shame.
I used to think that injecting enough spiritual power into the Blood Knife would be enough to exert all the power of the Thirteenth Stage of Killing Heaven.
But now I discovered that since these blood-robed men have no spiritual power, the blood swords in their hands are not as terrifying as their own blood swords. However, the Zanpo and Void-breaking styles they slashed out are still fatal, and even the swords are inflexible, making them unpredictable.
It is even harder for people to defend against.
Knife force?
No, the Thirteen Swords of the Sky are not just the Thirteen Swords, but the changes in the intention of the sword. Each swords contain a change in the intention of the swords.
Zanpo is just the primary form of sword intent.
A trace of enlightenment flashed in Qin Changan's eyes, and the movements of the first man in the blood-robed robe who swung the slash of Zhanpo continued to slow down in his eyes.
A series of weak swords began to form around his body. Although these swords were weak, they were extremely fierce, and even several white marks were left on the blood-robed man in an interlaced manner.
I don't know how long it took Qin Changan to get faster and faster. Even as soon as the sword moves, he already guessed the direction of the blade, his body sways, and quickly approaches, not giving the blood-robed man a chance to shoot the knife, his left arm
A faint red light flashed and a palm slapped out.
The palm was surrounded by sharp sword energy, and the palm slapped into the head of the man in the blood robe with a slight slap, shattering his head on the spot.
Qin Changan snatched the blood knife from his hand, and then quickly opened the distance. Just as he retreated, the second blood-robed man slashed the blood-robed man with a blood knife in his hand. The sharp blade directly cut the blood-robed man into a shattered man.
Two halves.
"Charge the knife with your mind, control the knife with your spirit, wherever your mind reaches, wherever your sword goes..."