A normal person would be so nervous that their vision would turn black at the most critical moment. This was the power of the mind.
The only difference was that some people could use this power, while others could not control this power and would feel weak all over.
A normal person could use ten times the power of the mind. Let alone Gao Zhengyang.
The sudden threat of death caused his mind to explode. His exhausted body was instantly excited to the extreme.
Gao Zhengyang's back muscles tensed up, causing the spear blade to stop for a moment.
The Wolf people expert sneered and twisted his wrist to exert force. Once the spear blade rotated, even if Gao Zhengyang's body was made of iron, he would still be able to drill a hole in it.
Gao Zhengyang did not dare to use his body to resist the spear blade.
If it was in his previous life, his body would be made of titanium alloy and he might be able to block the opponent's spear blade.
But with his weak body, he did not even need to think about it.
Without waiting for the opponent to exert force, the bricks under Gao Zhengyang's feet exploded into dust. He shot out like an arrow.
Gao Zhengyang's escape speed was too fast, even faster than the speed of the expert's spear.
The great spear stuck close to Gao Zhengyang's back and stabbed out, but he was unable to exert force.
He watched as Gao Zhengyang's figure disappeared into the distance, but he was just a hair's breadth away.
Even with such a good opportunity, he could not kill Gao Zhengyang. This made the Wolf people expert feel a serious sense of defeat. His will to fight was greatly affected.
The sudden explosion also caused Gao Zhengyang's feet and calf muscles to be strained.
The spear in his back stabbed very deeply, almost piercing through his heart.
The burning pain in his back and the tearing pain in his feet reminded Gao Zhengyang of how dangerous the battlefield was.
But in Gao Zhengyang's heart, there was an indescribable joy.
Life and death hung by a hair's breadth, this was a real battle. The intense pain and stimulation made him feel that he was still alive, truly alive.
Gao Zhengyang believed that pain was the most real feeling of humans.
Humans had a lot of sensory organs, and most of the time, people's feelings were affected by their mental state. People are very easily deceived by the senses.
Only the physical pain was real and could not be faked.
The feeling of pain was also the most important. It reminds you of your physical problems.
Because of pain, people know to stay away from danger. Because of pain, people knew that there was something wrong with their bodies.
Pain can make people more clear-headed.
After Gao Zhengyang was injured, his mind became calmer.
That sorcerer was extremely dangerous, but he had already used two totems, so the degree of danger had decreased a lot.
Whether it was a sorcerer or a warrior, there was no such thing as using more power.
Gao Zhengyang swept his gaze and saw the Cold Flame Sword.
It couldn't be helped. The Cold Flame Sword's blade was bright. On the dark city wall, it was extremely eye-catching. It was impossible to not see it.
The people of the Tielin Sect had already rushed up. The one holding the Cold Elegant Sword was Lang Shan, who was the first to climb up the city wall.
Lang Shan was tall and strong. His whole body was covered in heavy iron armor, so he was not afraid of swords at all. He rampaged through the crowd, killing in all directions. He was very impressive.
It wasn't that Lang Shan was strong, but the Cold Flame Sword was too sharp. Whether it was weapons or armor, they couldn't block a single sword.
Tie Ying and Tie Feng could only fight continuously, and were beaten into a sorry state.
"Not too stupid!" Gao Zhengyang said with some disdain.
To be honest, Gao Zhengyang looked down on the Tielin Sect very much. Just now, when he killed the shield formation, the Tielin Sect was actually watching from the side. He didn't know what they were thinking.
There were more and more Wolf people on the city wall. The situation was extremely disadvantageous to the Tielin Sect.
If the Tielin Sect had acted earlier, the situation would have been different.
As Gao Zhengyang was thinking, he suddenly felt a sense of danger.
The shadow of a black wolf quietly flew out from the darkness and pounced on Gao Zhengyang.
Gao Zhengyang had seen the power of the totem technique, so he didn't dare to be careless. His body crouched, and he had already scurried to the side of a Wolf people.
The Wolf people soldier was shocked, and hurriedly slashed at Gao Zhengyang.
Gao Zhengyang stretched out his hand, and held the other's hand, and raised the hilt of the sword. His right hand grabbed the other's throat.
The strong Wolf people soldier was no different from a three-year-old child in Gao Zhengyang's hands.
In one move, Gao Zhengyang caught the other.
Gao Zhengyang wanted to use the same trick again, and use the Wolf people soldier as a shield, but he found that the black wolf shadow had already turned around, and was already pouncing in the direction of the city wall's entrance.
"You've learned to be smart …"
Gao Zhengyang didn't care. Since he was prepared for this totem technique, it posed little threat to him.
Wanyan Gu was also not interested in tangling with Gao Zhengyang, so he feinted and changed his target.
Gao Zhengyang threw the Wolf people soldier in his hand, like a javelin, at the two Wolf people in front of him.
The three crashed into each other, and their bodies were distorted in an abnormal way. Blood spurted wildly, and it seemed that they wouldn't survive.
Gao Zhengyang didn't know about totem techniques, so he could face them calmly. Elder Sang, Lin Yuan, and the others saw the black wolf flying over, and their expressions changed drastically.
"Poison Wolf … Technique!" Lin Yuan shouted, trembling.
The Poison Wolf Technique was a special totem technique that used poison to refine. Sorcerers had always been famous for refining poisons. A totem technique that used poison was known as a sorcerer's most powerful killer move.
Elder Sang hurriedly raised his ebony staff, and released the Tai Qing Evil Suppression Talisman that he had prepared.
A clear stream of light emerged from the tip of the ebony staff, and flowed in all directions like a fountain. Everywhere it passed, it gave everyone a layer of water-colored light.
However, the stream of light was limited, and it only covered a small area.
The black poisonous wolf that was covered by the light was shattered without a sound, turning into wisps of black smoke that scattered everywhere.
At the entrance of the city wall, the soldiers of the Tielin Sect were entering the battlefield in an endless stream.
However, due to the limitations of the space, half of the people couldn't come up, and they were all crowded in the passage, waiting for orders.
Most of the spreading black smoke fell on the bodies of the soldiers in the passage.
When the black smoke fell on a person's body, it would immediately corrode their flesh and penetrate their body.
Most of the soldiers who were contaminated by the black smoke couldn't help but howl madly. Some of the weaker ones fainted with black smoke, and it was unknown whether they were dead or alive.
At least thirty to forty people were corroded by the black smoke, and even if they didn't die immediately, they would lose the ability to fight.
This was even with Elder Sang's help, and he had neutralized most of the power of the Poison Wolf Technique.
Of course, such a good effect was also due to the fact that the Tielin Sect's soldiers were too concentrated, and there was no barrier to rely on.
Yue Qingxue couldn't bear to see the painful looks of the soldiers. She formed a seal with her hand, prayed in a low voice, and released the Green Leaf Talisman that she had prepared.
A green light flashed, and fell on the bodies of the wailing soldiers.
The calming and pain-relieving effects of the green light allowed many of the soldiers to temporarily get rid of the pain.
Yue Qingxue was only a first rank sorcerer, and her divine sense was weak. The Green Leaf Talisman she released could only barely stop the pain, but it couldn't cure the poison.
Gao Zhengyang looked from afar, and was quite amazed by the power of the Poisonous Wolf Technique.
His body was still very weak, and if he was hit by the Poisonous Wolf Technique, there was a high chance that he would die on the spot.
On a small battlefield, the Poisonous Wolf Technique was enough to decide the outcome of the battle.
In this aspect, sorcerers were more useful than warriors.
The powerful strength displayed by the sorcerers didn't make Gao Zhengyang afraid, but instead aroused his interest.
Gao Zhengyang wasn't in a hurry to kill the sorcerers, and instead charged straight at Lang Shan.
Lang Shan was holding the Cold Flame Sword, and galloped on the battlefield in high spirits. Seeing the cold and bright sword light coming over, the Tielin Sect's soldiers all retreated.
Tie Feng and Tie Ying could only chase after Lang Shan and restrain him. If Lang Shan was allowed to do as he pleased, the Tielin Sect's soldiers would probably be killed by him very quickly.
"You humans are all trash, and only fit to be our food!"
Lang Shan swept his sword, and after forcing Tie Ying to retreat, he loudly mocked. He did this to take the opportunity to adjust his breathing.
On the battlefield, no matter how strong a soldier was, he had to adjust his breathing and maintain his physical strength.
Of course, insulting the enemy also had the effect of infuriating them.
Lang Shan looked crude, but he was an experienced soldier. On the battlefield, he wouldn't do meaningless things.
Tie Ying had a deep temperament, and didn't care about these words.
Tie Feng also didn't care about these words. However, the two of them couldn't take down the other even if they worked together. Instead, they were suppressed to the point where they couldn't even lift their heads.
They were surrounded by the soldiers of the headquarters, and this made Tie Feng feel especially embarrassed. Moreover, even if Lang Shan was galloping on the battlefield, it also prevented them from sending in their troops.
Just as Lang Shan was cursing, a black shadow flew out from behind him. The opponent's speed was peerless, and there was a cold and ruthless aura on his body.
This aura was very familiar to Lang Shan. It was the aura of the child who killed Lang Lie.
Lang Shan seemed to be careless, but in reality, he had always been on guard against Gao Zhengyang. What a joke, only an idiot would ignore such a terrifying expert like Gao Zhengyang.
Without any warning, he suddenly swung his sword in a reverse grip.
Lang Shan's body didn't move, but the timing and angle of the reverse grip was impeccable.
The cold and bright sword light formed an oblique fork behind him.
Reverse Moon Slash, one of the Thirteen Blood Moon Secret Swords. Through a special sword technique, the reverse grip could be used, and it could be used twice in a row.
Reverse Moon Slash wasn't fast, but it was unexpected, and hard to predict.
The cold flame sword pointed straight at Gao Zhengyang. Tie Ying, who was at the side, was so scared that he broke out in a cold sweat.
He completely didn't expect that Lang Shan, who was wildly chopping and slashing with his sword, would have such exquisite sword skills.
If Lang Shan had used this sword on him just now, he definitely wouldn't have been able to dodge it, and he would have either died or been injured.
Tie Ying was both glad and disappointed. Glad that he didn't have to face this sword. Disappointed that Lang Shan had never treated him as an equal opponent.
Gao Zhengyang wasn't surprised. Lang Shan hid his intentions very well, but as soon as his arm moved, Gao Zhengyang guessed what he was going to do.
Reverse Moon Slash was indeed exquisite, but that was all.
Moreover, Lang Shan's sword skills were actually far from Lang Lie's. Reverse Moon Slash had moves, but no charm.
Charm was a very subtle and mysterious feeling. Only by understanding the essence of sword skills, and understanding the concept within, would one be able to use the sword nimbly and spiritually.
Without charm, it would be dull and stiff.
To Gao Zhengyang, this kind of sword move only had the form, and the changes were fixed, so it didn't pose any threat to him.
The clothes in Gao Zhengyang's hands swung like a whip, wrapping around the edge of the cold flame sword.
This piece of clothing was torn off from a dead body by Gao Zhengyang. After being soaked in blood, the wet clothes became heavy and tough.
No matter how sharp the cold flame sword was, the spine of the sword was also smooth and bladeless.
When Gao Zhengyang's clothes wrapped around the sword, all the force was placed on the spine of the sword.
The force was like silk, soft and endless. This was the change in force of the Tai Chi Cloud Hand.
Using a piece of clothing to display the soft rotation of the Cloud Hand, even Gao Zhengyang himself felt very satisfied.
Lang Shan naturally didn't know Tai Chi. He only felt the sword sink, as if it was stabbed into a turbulent whirlpool.
It was endless and sticky, and there seemed to be a dragging force, as if it wanted to snatch the sword away.
Lang Shan was shocked, and hurriedly used force to stab. He didn't believe that there was anything that could block the sharpness of the cold flame sword.
"Chi chi chi …"
The tattered clothes wrapped around the sword were forcefully torn by Lang Shan.
The torn clothes flew in all directions, like dancing butterflies.
But taking advantage of the moment when Lang Shan's sword stopped moving, Gao Zhengyang had already arrived behind Lang Shan.
The distance was too close, and the time was too short, so Gao Zhengyang didn't have time to use a powerful move. He could only hit Lang Shan's back.
Gao Zhengyang's knees, hips, and elbows exerted force at the same time. It looked like he was hitting, but in reality, he was using all the force in his body to squeeze, push, and push.
This was the Iron Mountain Lean of the Eight Extremities Fist. It was more concealed and faster, but the weakness was that it was difficult to effectively kill the opponent.
Lang Shan was still wearing a full set of heavy armor, so naturally he wouldn't be injured by this force.
But after being pushed, pushed, and pushed by Gao Zhengyang, Lang Shan couldn't stand still and lost his balance. He couldn't help but stagger forward a step.
Low-level martial artists all used force from their feet. Once they lost their balance, their force would be scattered. Although Lang Shan was holding the cold flame sword, it was difficult for him to use it at this moment.
When Lang Shan's legs were wide open, Gao Zhengyang lifted his leg and whipped between Lang Shan's legs.
A kick to the groin, almost everyone knew how to use it. But Gao Zhengyang's calf swept out like a whip, and the surging air made a "pa" sound.
In Chinese martial arts, there was a saying, "a thousand pieces of gold can't buy a sound."
It meant that when one's fist technique was trained to a high level, the force in one's entire body would be twisted together, and a full force punch could make the air explode.
Gao Zhengyang using his leg to make an explosive sound was more than ten times more difficult than using his fist.
When the explosive sound entered his ears, Lang Shan's expression changed.
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