Wang Zhong's body was like a swaying shadow, and the sword instantly missed its target.
Pievrov knew that Wang Zhong was very fast and had good eyesight. After all, Wang Zhong was a Semi-Heavenly Soul who had passed the trial. However, the combat techniques of human soldiers were too unsophisticated and focused on form, while the warriors of the Mizobudapi World had already reached the realm of intent.
Pievrov's wrist shook slightly, and the light from the divine sword instantly dispersed, turning into Sword Qi that shot in all directions. It was as if countless light thorns had appeared in front of Wang Zhong's eyes.
The distance was too close, and there was no trace of the Sword Qi. This defied the common sense of physics.
Whoosh whoosh ~
Wang Zhong instinctively attacked Shadow Dance. Although his power had increased greatly, he had just advanced and lost the upper hand against a Sword Saint who had lost half a level. Even though he was a Shadow Dance, he was unable to completely dodge the attack. His left shoulder and right leg were instantly pierced by the Sword Qi.
Even the powerful defensive abilities of his divine cells could not fend off these seemingly scattered and tiny sword Qis. The sword Qis pierced through his defenses, and two wounds appeared on his body. At the same time, a backhanded 3rd Drive smashed fiercely into Pievrov's back the moment the two of them passed each other.
Boom!
Whoosh!
The Sword Saint and Wang Zhong passed each other in an instant. Both of them charged forward for over 10 meters before they stood steadily.
Two bloody grooves were left on Wang Zhong's body. The cuts were definitely not light. His muscles had been completely cut open, and the cuts were at least three to four centimeters deep. Blood flowed continuously, and it was a ghastly sight. However, the truly terrifying Sword Qi of the Sword Saint had been digested by his divine cells. The Octopus people's Sword Saints were more terrifying than human Heavenly Soul soldiers not only because they could use the power of the heaven and the earth, but more importantly, their Sword Qi could directly destroy life. Just like how Heinrich had attacked Grai with his sword back then, ordinary soldiers would be devoured by the Sword Qi even if they were lightly injured. This was what the Holy Land called the "black hole effect".
Meanwhile, opposite him, Pievrov had slowly turned around.
He was not in a hurry to launch a second wave of attacks. Instead, he tilted the golden divine sword in his hand slightly downwards and glanced at the two wounds on Wang Zhong's body. An undetectable expression flashed across his eyes.
Wang Zhong's use of the sword was indeed very low-level. He could clearly awaken the Nebula Sword and even create the image of a nebula, but he did not know how to use it at all. He could only use it as a normal sword. However, unexpectedly, the unique Sword Qi of the Mizobudapi people did not seem to have any effect on him.
Pievrov did not feel good from this punch. This attack was not the effect of an ordinary Semi-Heavenly Soul. His body had been injured, and he had not gained the upper hand in this fight. However, in the forbidden land, it was not good for him to use a large-scale killing technique. He had to finish off his opponent as quickly as possible. He could not cause any damage in the forbidden land. Furthermore, this was his duty. If not, even if he tore this human into pieces, he would not be able to make up for his negligence.
It had to be a fatal strike!
Opposite him, Wang Zhong had already turned around. The two of them looked at each other, as if they had suddenly forgotten to attack. They stood facing each other.
Tatamu did not even dare to breathe loudly. It was caught in the invisible confrontation between the two of them. Even though it was very far away, Tatamu could feel countless beads of cold sweat forming on its forehead. It was extremely afraid, but it could not move a single finger.
There was no wind in the Remains World. At least, there was no wind now. At this moment, the entire world seemed to be in an absolute stillness. The two people who were confronting each other stopped. Even the matter in the surrounding space was brought to a standstill by the aura of the two people.
Wang Zhong could not sense anything else from Pievrov's body, but he became more and more solemn. However, a terrifying Sword Intent was rapidly rising from Pievrov's body. It seemed as if there was no limit to this Sword Intent. It continued to rise, and even the air was filled with the aura of a sharp blade. It was as if if one took a casual breath, they would not feel air, but a deadly blade!
This was the true power of a Heavenly Soul. Even though various factors had caused their power and speed to be similar, the complete suppression of their realms was like the difference between a scorching sun and a dark moon. The difference between the two was like the difference between clouds and mud. Wang Zhong's aura was completely suppressed the moment his opponent started to rise, and there was no room for him to resist. His aura was like a small boat that could capsize at any time in the Sword Saint's aura that was like a stormy sea.
The balance of the confrontation was broken in an instant. Tatamu, who had been highly tense, was instantly suppressed by this one-sided aura. The double suppression of both its mind and body made its wavering mind return to normal. Its body was so frightened by the Sword Saint's terrifying aura that it fell to the ground.
The Sword Saint in front of Wang Zhong was obviously more mature than Heinrich, but to be honest, his aura was not as superior as Heinrich's. Although Heinrich was slightly weaker, the quality of his life energy was better. Wang Zhong knew that the Sword Saint planned to end the battle with one strike, but at the same time, Wang Zhong did not have time to waste. There was only one Sword Saint, and he did not know how many more were following him. He needed to get rid of his opponent as soon as possible.
Both sides obviously knew each other's plans, but they had absolute confidence in themselves.
From the previous attack, Wang Zhong knew that combat techniques like the Shadow Dance, which focused on 'form', would not work against such an expert. Furthermore, 'intent' was what Wang Zhong lacked. He could not help but recall Heinrich's' man and sword as one '. If he was shocked at that time, Wang Zhong was now able to understand the essence of this attack.
In the development of the Mizobudapi people, they had entered a stubborn world. They pursued the ultimate in sword techniques. Although they had increased their individual strength, they did not have a hundred flowers blossoming like the humans.
Wang Zhong's Nebula Sword pointed at the Sword Saint. This was the starting move of the man and sword as one. He was imitating the start, but he quickly got into the feeling. The divine sword in his hand seemed to have a guiding effect, and it let out a low cry in excitement. This provoked Pievrov once again.
This despicable human was actually using the ultimate technique of the Sword Faction!
Plop!
Tatamu fell to the ground.
A sudden sound broke the silence of this silent world. Pievrov, whose aura had reached its peak, could sense that the human's highly concentrated divine sense had slightly shifted at this moment.
The extremely dazzling golden Sword Qi suddenly shone brightly at this moment. The divine sword turned into a meteor that shot through the sky, bringing with it an ear-piercing sound.
It was just a moment of activation. The endless Sword Qi that had only existed in the virtual world seemed to have been rehearsed and accumulated in advance. In the blink of an eye, it exploded. Countless Sword Qi crisscrossed in the sky, forming a boundless hurricane of sword shadows that engulfed a radius of several dozen meters. All the sharp blades of the sword shadows were aimed at Wang Zhong, who was charging at high speed. They crazily attacked him from all directions.
Demon Slaying Sword Prison!
At the same time, all the energy in Wang Zhong's body burst forth. At the critical moment of life and death, the energy in his divine cells was completely unleashed. His Soul Power directly entered the Nebula Sword. The tip of the sword touched the ground, and a golden barrier appeared in front of Wang Zhong.
Divinization — — Sword Screen!
The violent Sword Qi bombarded the Sword Shield, causing energy to radiate in all directions. However, there was no breakthrough. Wang Zhong wanted to see if his power could withstand this so-called half-step Sword Saint. This guy's domain was pretty good, but in a situation where their levels of power were about the same.
Wang Zhong was his father!
Without waiting for his opponent's attacks to be completely exhausted, Wang Zhong raised the tip of the Nebula Sword and moved with his sword. This was a very natural feeling. After being attacked, it was as if he had accumulated power from a spring. In an instant, a golden light flashed.
Pievrov looked at the sword in his chest in complete disbelief. If the supreme god could give him another chance, he would definitely not fight with this monster while he was still a Half Step Sword Saint. This was not the power and combat technique of a human Half Step Heavenly Soul.
There was a flash of sword light, and Pievrov's head flew into the air. It felt as if everything had been done in one go.
Wang Zhong landed on the ground and felt the overflowing power in his body. The sword wound that he had just received had already healed. The power of his divine cells had terrifying healing abilities. Because of this opponent, he understood one thing. At the same level, no one was his opponent. Even if their realm was higher, it was useless if they did not have the corresponding power. No matter how one looked at it, he had divine cells, the Great 5 Elements Constitution, and a powerful Soul Sea.
No one was his opponent! What he wanted to do was to improve further and face even more terrifying enemies. If the people behind him were all Half Step Sword Saints, he would not mind killing them all in one go. However, this was obviously impossible. The Octopus people definitely had other methods. Wang Zhong did not dare to take this gamble.
On the other side, Tatamu was still immersed in the terrifying sword power of a Sword Saint. It was so scared that it lay on the ground and begged Grandpa Sword Saint to spare its life. Suddenly, it saw Pievrov's face right in front of it. It was so scared that it flew out of its sheath. "Grandpa Sword Saint, please spare my life! Grandpa Sword Saint, please spare my life! Tatamu was only held hostage by that despicable human. Tatamu's loyalty to God can be seen by the heavens … "
Before it could finish speaking, it did not hear a reply from the Sword Saint. Instead, it heard another familiar and terrifying voice.
"You're calling for the wrong person to spare your life." Wang Zhong sighed.
The head that flew into the air landed on Tatamu's two tentacle claws.
"Spare …"
Suddenly, something appeared in its hands. When it looked closely, it realized that it was Pievrov's head. Tatamu, who was so scared that it was begging for mercy, was dumbfounded. It instantly stopped talking.
This! The Sword Saint had been killed? By that human?
Tatamu's dull eyes instantly quivered and regained some of its normal color. Its two tentacles seemed to have been electrocuted, and it immediately threw Pievrov's head far away. It carefully and fearfully said in a trembling voice, "I — I just wanted to find a chance to distract that despicable Sword Saint … Yes, that's it! In order to help our great master, Tatamu can abandon its dignity! "
"You don't have dignity." Wang Zhong smiled. "You have legs."
"Master — Master is invincible!" When Wang Zhong mentioned legs, Tatamu's face turned pale, and its entire body trembled. It desperately tried to suck up to Wang Zhong, but it seemed like it did not work. Thus, it hurriedly added another sentence. "Unparalleled! Handsome and confident! "
"Tatamu … Aiya!" Tatamu wanted to continue trying to flatter Wang Zhong, but Wang Zhong had already slapped its head.
Wang Zhong had already expected Tatamu's betrayal. It did not make Wang Zhong angry, nor did it surprise him. He simply treated it as if it did not exist. This was a matter of course. He still needed this fellow now, and the most important thing was to quickly find the exit. "Shut up. Go and activate the transmission array for me!"
"Yes, yes, yes!" Tatamu was overjoyed. It seemed like Wang Zhong was not going to pursue the matter any further?
There were two steps to activate the transmission array. One was to use the royal bloodline to activate the transmission array, but one also needed a specific control method to freely travel to the three places on the map. After the battle just now, Wang Zhong's blood had already spilled all over the ground. At that moment, the transmission array that looked like a dead object was flashing with light. It was obvious that it had been on standby for a long time. Tatamu immediately read the Mizobudapi language beside the transmission array and activated it according to the method that was taught. Then, it connected to the destination.
At that moment, it finally had the time to pick up Sword Saint Pievrov's corpse and the spoils of war on the ground.
Compared to a Sword Saint, this fellow was undoubtedly too poor. Other than the divine sword that it used, which Wang Zhong felt was a good item, it did not have anything else on it. This made Wang Zhong and the others very disappointed. However, they did not know that all Sword Saints and Warlock Saints who were responsible for guarding the Holy Mountain had to have nothing on them. They had to give up all luxuries to show that they had no desires and were sincere.
This was a Sword Saint. At least, it had a divine sword in its hand. If it was a Warlock Saint, it would not even have an egg.
"Pauper!" Simba, who had made a fortune from several battles, obviously did not know about this. However, he was very unhappy about it. "Stinky beggar, you are not even as good as an ordinary soldier!"
"Pfft!" Tatamu immediately used a mouthful of saliva to express its loyalty. "Trash Sword Saint, you are not even as good as an ordinary soldier!"
Tatamu expressed considerable respect for this mask that could transform into a strange creature. It had to fight for any possibility of its survival. Besides dissection, it was also good at flattery.
Wang Zhong kept his divine sword. Although he had killed Sword Saint Pievrov, he was far from escaping from danger. He was not in the mood to feel happy, complain, or reflect on the battle. The Octopus people's royal family had the ability to open up this space. Their pursuers might soon arrive in large numbers, and there would definitely be existences more powerful than Pievrov. Thus, the most important thing now was to quickly find a way to leave this place.
On the other side, Tatamu had already set up the teleportation location according to the recorded method. On the phoenix engraving on the ground, there was a fiery red energy line connecting the small engraving where the heart was and the light spot on its back.
"Master! Tatamu has completed its mission! "
"Let's go."
It was a rather peculiar transmission array. It was different from the stable spatial channel that humans used. The process of the Octopus people's transmission array was too uncomfortable. It was not a stable space, but a rather violent wormhole. The moment he entered, Wang Zhong even suspected whether he had been tricked by Tatamu. He felt as if his entire body had been disintegrated in an instant. This was a type of particle transmission. As the wormhole was too small, only extremely tiny particles could pass through. When his body reassembled at the other end of the long distance, he felt as if he had just experienced a life-and-death adventure.
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