The long knife in the hand of the fair-skinned young man is a low-level yellow-grade pulse treasure called the Magic Bell Phantom Knife.
"No. This is a mental attack."
Liang Shaochong reacted quickly and roared. The top of his head once again condensed into a ten-foot-long dragon phantom, and he also roared. The mighty sound was like a dragon roaring for nine days, and it was like the voice of ancient gods and demons.
Zi shook Liang Shaochong's mind back.
But at this time, a strong sword energy had already swept over Liang Shaochong's head.
"Um!"
Liang Shaochong was trembling all over, and without even thinking, he rolled on the spot.
The blade grazed Liang Shaochong's scalp and hit the ground.
"boom!"
The sword energy struck between the soil, and a big crater immediately appeared. If Liang Shaochong hadn't dodged the sword in time, it would have been split in half.
The fair-skinned young man suddenly appeared on the left side of Liang Shaochong and said coldly: "It's not that easy to escape! Like the wind chasing a shadow!" He raised his hand and the big knife in his hand suddenly turned.
Boom!
The strong sword light burst out, tearing apart the airflow, and hit Liang Shaochong directly on the head.
The fair-skinned young man is a great disciple with a sense of the tenth level of pulse. He is the most powerful opponent Liang Shaochong has encountered in the third level of heaven so far.
This person makes a clean move and accomplishes it in one go.
He first used the magic bell of the Magic Bell Phantom Sword to confuse the enemy, and then used his superb sword skills to slash Liang Shaochong.
This knife ostensibly struck Liang Shaochong's head.
But in fact, it is a false move.
But the sword flashed, made a buzzing sound, and turned into eight sword lights, covering Liang Shaochong's head, chest, abdomen, vest and feet respectively.
The eight sword gleams could cut, stab or pick. No matter where Liang Shaochong dodges, there would always be one place where he would be stabbed by the tip of the sword.
This move of "Chasing Shadows Like the Wind" is useless even if Liang Shaochong is extremely powerful in Qinggong, or even if he immediately jumps back more than ten meters. The so-called "Chasing the Shadows Like the Wind" means to take advantage of the victory to pursue, each strike is as ruthless as the last strike, causing
The opponent has no chance to breathe.
Even if Liang Shaochong was able to dodge eight sword rays, when he landed, he would have to deal with nine fierce subsequent moves.
The chain of events and the pursuit of victory are the power of "like the wind chasing a shadow".
"Good guy, such a despicable disciple." Liang Shaochong was so aroused that he flew into a rage and suddenly remembered the "Prophet Finger" taught by Madam Zhu.
The key to this "prophet finger" is a wise saying once said by Mrs. Zhu.
"Everyone has weaknesses, even if he is a supremely powerful person with a pulse master, he is no exception. Using the simplest moves to attack his weaknesses is the most powerful pulse skill."
At this time, Liang Shaochong did not have time to digest the real secret of "Prophet Finger", but he used the simplest moves to attack its weak points, which was the most powerful pulse skill, but he was deeply impressed.
At this time, the sword energy was so strong that it was about to reach his body. Liang Shaochong had no time to think, so he jumped up, raised his right hand to the sky, and pointed under the right rib of the fair-skinned young man.
The direction pointed out by this pointer is indeed a fatal weakness of the fair-skinned young man's "like the wind chasing shadows" sword technique.
The fair-skinned young man saw that Liang Shaochong pointed out that it was not a powerful pulse skill, so he didn't care. But then he discovered that this advice was very mysterious and it was his own weakness.
Because of this pointer, he was unable to use the powerful back move of "Rufeng Chaiying" at all. It was like a fast-moving carriage that suddenly fell into deep mud and could no longer run.
"What's going on?" The fair-skinned young man was shocked, and was so frightened that he was dripping with cold sweat. This was something that had never happened before.
"It really works."
Liang Shaochong was overjoyed, and he vaguely understood the truth of "Prophecy".
Swish swish swish!….
The fair-skinned young man immediately changed his moves and slashed across with the Magic Bell Phantom Sword, changing "Like the Wind Chasing Shadows" to "Subduing Demons and Furious Surges". A huge vortex kept spinning, and clear light bloomed in the vortex, and a wave of light burst out from it.
One foot of sword.
Without thinking, Liang Shaochong pointed his finger at the fair-skinned young man's chest again.
The face of the fair-skinned young man changed again. He found that after this instruction, the "Demon-Suppressing Rage" could no longer be used, and the one-foot sword was forced back.
"Go!" The fair-skinned young man immediately raised his sword upwards and then changed to another move.
But the fair-skinned young man soon discovered that when Liang Shaochong pointed his finger again, he could no longer perform this move. He was stuck again just halfway through the move.
In short, the fair-skinned young man found that he was about to use this move, but before he could make a move, Liang Shaochong had already calculated the direction of his move, pointed it out first, and intercepted it midway.
If he continues to take action at this time, it will be as if he is personally coming to let the opponent hit.
After fighting like this for more than ten moves, the fair-skinned young man finally couldn't help it, and suddenly became crazy, yelling, and wielding a long knife to chop at random.
"What's going on? What's going on?" The fair-skinned young man roared loudly like a wild beast, and became crazy like a madman.
"it's time."
Liang Buchong's eyes lit up, he waved his left palm, and the first move of "Dragon-Tiger-Crane-Shaped Hand", "White Snake Vomiting Letter", was immediately launched. A phantom of a giant snake with scales and armor like a knife condensed into it, spitting out a long letter and poisonous fangs.
Sensen, it hit the chest of the fair-skinned young man firmly.
"you……"
The fair-skinned young man's throat surged, his eyes dilated, and with a "boom" sound, he fell straight down. It was obvious that he did not believe that he would die in the opponent's hands until his death.
After absorbing the fair-skinned young man's pulse soul, Liang Shaochong's third Xuanpin pulse sense became much purer.
"Hey! It turns out that there are indeed a lot of spiritual fruits in this cemetery, and there is also a low-level Xuanpin spiritual fruit. Let's go and have a look." After completely digesting the pulse soul of the fair-skinned young man, Liang Shaochong immediately got a surprise.
news.
Deep in the cemetery, many spiritual fruits grow.
Even the high-level yellow product that Liang Shaochong once refined - Red Flame Foley Fruit, there are quite a few.
Liang Shaochong took the correct direction and walked towards the depths of the cemetery.
After walking like this for about half an hour, Liang Shaochong discovered that there were various plants growing on the stone wall on the left side of the cemetery. Some of the plants exuded various intoxicating fragrances, and various colors of light shone above them.
With.
One of the spiritual grasses has round leaves, which only emit a faint green light. A small purple-red flower grows in it. The lavender stems and leaves are crystal clear, and a white mist is entangled in it and spreads from it.
There are bursts of cold air.
"Hey! What kind of magical grass is this? It's so magical." Liang Shaochong was about to pick it and take a look.
At this moment, he suddenly heard bursts of grand and solemn singing coming from the front, as if there were hundreds of devout believers chanting and singing. Liang Shaochong was shocked and immediately raised his head and looked forward.
Ten meters ahead, I saw a red light filling the sky, with clusters of blazing red fireworks jumping above, and a bright flower supporting a red fruit.
"Sure enough, it's the high-level Huangpin spiritual fruit - the red flame Frei fruit!" Liang Shaochong was overjoyed and rushed over immediately.
As soon as he ran nearby, Liang Shaochong discovered that there were at least seven Red Flame Frei Fruits growing here, and he was very happy: "Now there is hope for cultivating a high-level heavenly pulse sense."
Last time, Liang Shaochong refined a Scarlet Flame Frei Fruit, which upgraded the pulse sense in his body to an intermediate level. Now, seven Scarlet Flame Frei Fruits appeared in front of him. Liang Shaochong was overjoyed.