Chong Lou's space was much wider than White Tiger's! This was also where his roots lay. Controlling the sword was his foundation. Whether it was Li Wuya in the past or the current Chong Lou, they were all the same!
If he wanted to kill, he would kill. If he didn't want to kill, he would let loose. He didn't need to be confined to a certain space. Just like now, the flying sword spiraled down and attacked Jue Mingzi fiercely. Wherever the sword fell, the path changed unpredictably. When Jue Mingzi recovered with the help of his companions, Chong Lou had already leaped into the sky. He even leisurely lit up a cigarette, looking like he was addicted to smoking.
That was how battles were. You had to give it your all when you were nervous. Every strike was like your last strike! Then, you would change your mood and go around in circles, teasing, coughing, and joking around.
This kind of carefree and unrestrained behavior made the five Winged Men extremely difficult to intercept.
When it came to controlling a battle, if your strength was far above your opponent, you could of course have the mentality of a cat playing with a mouse. However, if your strength was on par with your opponent, or if your opponent's strength was higher than yours, this kind of mentality was not good!
That was how they intercepted. Even if they gave it their all, they might not be able to stop it. If they had some reservations …
There were already a few Winged Men who were heavily injured. They were all injured by the flying sword, but they didn't die!
It was unclear whether the Winged Men were smart enough or the Swordsman was merciful. Anyway, everyone saw it, so they just pretended not to know.
To Jue Mingzi, as long as he could intercept the flying sword for a short period of time, even if it was just a short period of time, he couldn't expect the Winged Men to throw their lives away. It wasn't easy for anyone to reach this level of cultivation. If they couldn't do it themselves, how could they ask the Winged Men to help them?
However, he wasn't wasting time here. He and Da Peng had been paying close attention to the Swordsman's attack rhythm. They were trying to find a pattern and launch a fatal attack!
Among the eight people, five of them were unreliable and untrustworthy. The Witch Ancestor's methods were incompatible with the two of them. Moreover, she was too hot-tempered. She could be used, but not relied on.
"The Swordsman's attack duration can be as short as two to three breaths, and as long as five breaths. Is it possible to determine if he will need to recuperate after five breaths?"
Jue Mingzi was unusually calm. What he meant was that the Demon Sword Venerable could not be stopped in his full state. His explosive power was too shocking, and his ability to fight in the front line was unparalleled. If they continued to fight in such a state, the gains would not make up for the losses.
The Great Roc agreed. "After five breaths of time, he will leave. But with how shrewd he is, he should be prepared for two or three breaths of time!
He likes to launch sudden attacks, so let's fulfill his wish and accompany him in his outburst!
After five breaths of time, he will escape. I can follow him! Delay him for another five breaths of time! "
Jue Ming Zi quickly said, "You take five breaths first, then I'll take over! After that, the Winged Men should be able to surround you. I don't expect them to fight to the death, but they should be able to buy you two or three breaths of time. By then, you should have recovered … "
Dapeng asked, "Where is the Ancestral Witch?"
Jue Mingzi was straightforward. "He was in the beginning! Start with him, no matter the cost. Exhaust the Swordsman's explosive power when he gets close to attack. No matter what method you use, leave the rest to us! If he still has energy left, let him support us from the side when the Winged Men surround us! "
Dapeng nodded. "That's what we'll do! When the two of us attack, it's better for others not to interfere! "
In a battle between experts, if one could not suppress the other party with strength, it would be unrealistic to expect one or two secret techniques to solve the problem!
After all, this was the specific application of the collision of Dao Realms. It was difficult to be fatal! On the other hand, some simple things, such as the overdraft of elemental energy, were the foundation of everything. For example, the transformation of Dao Realms, or the formation of the auspicious cloud, all of these required the support of surging elemental energy.
Half of Chong Lou's auspicious cloud was the Five Elements Auspicious Cloud. This was also what Li Wuya was best at. It also contained the Five Elements Sword Robe. This was the main reason why he could remain unscathed under the combined attacks of everyone.
To break this half of the auspicious cloud, a strategy was needed! The depth of the auspicious cloud was closely related to the cultivator's condition. When the attack was intense, the auspicious cloud would be weaker. When the attack was fierce, the auspicious cloud would be stronger. Their goal was to let the Swordsman be in an explosive state. This was equivalent to weakening his auspicious cloud. It was difficult to coordinate. When two people attacked at the same time, they had to consider that they would not interfere with each other. For people of their level, it was better to face them alone!
A little arrangement, waiting for an opportunity. In fact, the whole plan did not have much coordination. It was easy to be exposed and make the Swordsman suspicious.
Chong Lou smoked half of his cigarette and then put it out. People with status were like this. You can't keep smoking until you are only left with your butt. It's too embarrassing.
When the cigarette was flicked, he turned around. He was also thinking of a way to kill either Jue Mingzi or the traveler. It was very difficult. In this cultivation world, he was not the only one with a long lifespan. He was also not his senior brother. He could crush them with the huge pressure of his sword!
He wanted to wait for the moment when the traveler's true body was exposed. For this, he specially prepared a set meal. This was also a risk, but this was the battle between cultivators. If it was not risky, there would be no chance. Then, everyone would be exhausted together.
He was very worried about the old white tiger, so he was willing to give the other party a chance!
For this, he solidified his attack rhythm. He wanted to lure the opponent to find a gap in this rhythm.
This time, the opponent he found was the Ancestral Shaman. He was the only one among these opponents who fought with all his heart. It was also the style of the Earth of Filth. He was very vengeful.
The flying sword struck down, using the Great Dao of Destruction. It was also a counter to the opponent's Great Dao of Filth. The battle between the two of them was the most interesting to watch. It was tit for tat. No one was willing to retreat half a step!
The sky full of hair snakes and flying swords destroyed each other. They continuously gathered and collided again!
The Winged Men began to surround the space where he was. Jue Mingzi helped the Ancestral Shaman to protect him in close range. The Taoist traveler shot arrows to restrain him. All of this happened naturally. It was similar to the previous battle rhythm.
The difference was that previously, the Ancestral Shaman put a lot of effort into his half of filth cloud. Therefore, even if the hair snakes could not withstand it, there was still filth cloud to support them. However, this time, the Ancestral Shaman did not condense his own filth cloud. Instead, he used all his strength on the hair snakes. The originally grey hair snakes turned blood red. They were extremely thick and strong. It felt like a life and death struggle!
This kind of attack was still not the opponent of the flying swords. After the collision, a large group of flying swords whistled down. However, they hit an invisible barrier and disappeared. It was Jue Mingzi's attack.
It was as if the Ancestral Sorcerer had taken some crazy medicine. He changed again. Thousands of strands of hair combined into a whip. A huge blood-red dragon roared with its head up. It was the essence of the Ancestral Sorcerer's Tao state.
As long as he did not die, this evil dragon would never disappear!
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