"That's strange. I infused a large amount of True Qi into this strike, enough to split stone. Why is the wound on this zombie monster so shallow? " He Xiyuan was secretly puzzled. He took a deep breath and circulated the True Qi in his body. He stabbed with his sword again, but he felt a slight sluggishness in his Inner Breath.
"Poison! This monster's poisonous gas can actually obstruct the flow of my Inner Strength? " He Xiyuan stabbed with his sword a second time. When it landed on the Butcher's body, he felt exactly the same as the first strike. It was as if he had stabbed into a thick and extremely flexible rhinoceros hide. The tip of the sword only penetrated a few inches into the flesh, unable to cause any effective damage to the Butcher.
He Xiyuan didn't know that this was an additional effect of the Butcher's Rotting Poison. It could reduce the damage inflicted on the Butcher by poisoned enemies. He thought that the poison was obstructing his Inner Strength. With this thought, he immediately changed his train of thought. "Anyway, this monster is very stupid. As long as I use a guerrilla tactic, I can delay it. With Martial Uncle Zhangsun and Martial Uncle Gu working together, it won't be easy to deal with that Bai fellow. "
He Xiyuan dodged to the side when he saw the Butcher swinging his scepter at him again. His Inner Strength points were mainly used to resist the Rotting Poison Fog. He Xiyuan immediately frowned when he dodged. He felt that even his Qinggong movement technique, which he usually used freely, had become somewhat sluggish.
This was the effect of the Rotting Poison Fog on his movement speed. As the number of layers stacked up, He Xiyuan's movement speed would only become slower and slower.
However, the Butcher's scepter was a feint. It drew a powerful arc in the air and swept out horizontally. He Xiyuan didn't expect the Butcher to change his moves so flexibly. He quickly retreated in shock, but he was still grazed by the snake-head sculpture at the tip of the scepter. He immediately felt a sharp pain in his abdomen. It was probably quite swollen.
Bai Xiaowen had already trained his pole-weapon specialty to Level 5. With the addition of the Strongest Academic Genius, it was Level 6. Although it wasn't as good as He Xiyuan's Infinity Sword Technique and his Level-8 swordsmanship, he was definitely not stupid.
Besides, Bai Xiaowen's specialty in swordsmanship was also very high. He could see through many of He Xiyuan's sword moves. He relied on the high HP temporarily gained from Butcher eating Chu Zhongheng and Nie Jing's corpses, as well as the powerful damage reduction provided by Poison Fang Priest's three-piece set. He fought with He Xiyuan with every move.
He Xiyuan had underestimated his opponent and was suppressed by the Butcher for a moment. Although some of the damage from the rotting poison had been reduced by his internal energy, He Xiyuan's HP was still slowly decreasing.
On the other side, Li Shuyi and Zhangsun Ming had already started fighting. Both of them were using speed to fight speed. Clang! Clang! Clang! Clang! Clang! As for Han Xu, although his Agility and combat specialties weren't high, when he raised his heavy shield, he was an excellent cover. This gave Li Shuyi space to advance and retreat.
Bai Xiaowen put away his Desert Eagle and took out his Cold Winter Wand, which had been strengthened to + 6. After being upgraded to Level-7, Bai Xiaowen's Basic Spirit had already met the requirements of the wand. With a point of his finger, he cast Frost Shards.
In the eyes of the warriors of the Sword Song Realm, Frost Shards was an invisible but substantial icy force. It belonged to the category of martial arts of the realm of concept.
Zhangsun Ming hurriedly dodged, his body moving extremely fast. However, Bai Xiaowen had the Advanced Meditation specialty. The Frost Shards turned in an arc and still hit Zhangsun Ming. The latter's HP suddenly decreased, and a thin layer of frost formed on the surface of his body. His movement speed also decreased correspondingly.
Zhangsun Ming shouted, "Good boy, you still have this secret skill up your sleeve!" He hurriedly channeled his internal energy. A purple light surrounded him, and the frost on the surface of his body quickly dispersed.
Bai Xiaowen raised his wand again, and the second Frost Shards flew almost without any delay. This time, Zhangsun Ming blocked with his sword. The purple aura on the longsword bloomed like a film of air, completely eliminating the power of the Frost Shards.
Although the damage was blocked, Zhangsun Ming was still attacked by the cold air, and his movement speed decreased. Li Shuyi saw an opportunity. The tip of the sword in his left hand trembled, and the sword shot out at Zhangsun Ming's side ribs. Zhangsun Ming couldn't dodge or block in time. Fortunately, Gu Cheng on the side coordinated with him. With a thrust of his sword, Li Shuyi's sword almost fell out of his hand.
"Strange, strange! That brat surnamed Bai obviously doesn't practice internal energy, but he can release such a strange Frost Finger Force. This little handmaiden doesn't have internal energy either, but her Qi and blood are vigorous, and her strength is vigorous. What's going on? "Gu Cheng asked.
"They were taught by a Mutant. I heard that outside of the Central Plains, there is a special Endurance Training Method that can make a martial artist vigorous. They can withstand serious injuries and not die. Even if they are injured, they won't be exhausted, "Zhangsun Ming said in a low voice." As for that brat from the Bai family, although I don't know what kind of martial arts his Frost Finger Force is, there is a big flaw in this martial art! "
As he spoke, Zhangsun Ming activated his Lightness Skill. Like an arrow piercing through the air, he shot toward Bai Xiaowen. At the same time, he raised his hand, and a steel dart flew out.
Zhangsun Ming had already seen the weakness of Bai Xiaowen's Frost Shards, which was that it required a channeling time. In other words, the caster couldn't move when he attacked. Otherwise, the spell would be interrupted. This kind of "martial arts" was useless in close combat.
This was the power of an experienced and knowledgeable person. Of course, it was also the foresight that a high-level leader of the Sword Song Dimension should have. Otherwise, if other Mage-Type Metahumans came to the Sword Song Dimension, wouldn't they be able to use magic to kill everyone?
Zhangsun Ming's Hidden Weapon Technique was not weak either. This dart was full of strength. Its purpose was not to hurt the enemy, but to force Bai Xiaowen to move and interrupt his channeling.
Bai Xiaowen didn't move at all. He just leaned his body to the side to avoid being hit. At the same time that the steel dart entered his body, Bai Xiaowen's Frost Shards also flew out at the same time.
Injury for injury, Zhangsun Ming also took a Frost Shard. His Health Points had already dropped by one-third. Even the operation of his Internal Strength was somewhat hindered. The momentum of his pouncing attack was not as fierce as before.
This time, the exchange of injuries dragged on for about two more seconds. Bai Xiaowen channeled again. He directly activated the Cold Winter Wand's ultimate skill, Multiple Shards. Three Frost Shards were released at the same time, and shot out in a line.
The instantaneous explosive power increased by three times, but the negative effect was also very shocking. He could no longer use Frost Shards for 15 minutes.
Zhangsun Ming's pupils contracted. He tried his best to dodge, and at the same time, he swung his sword. With a clang, the longsword infused with Internal Strength split one of the shards. However, the other two shards drew a subtle arc and hit Zhangsun Ming almost at the same time.
Zhangsun Ming's Health Points dropped by more than 100 points. He was less than half of his Health Points.
"Damn it!"
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