Chapter 467: Divine Space
Chapter 467: Divine Space
Chen Chuan raised his hand and unbuttoned his coat one by one. The secret device on his body only increased his strength, but it actually had other effects as well. Some things that affected the mind obviously did not have much effect on Jian Chengsheng.
Since it was useless, then it was no longer needed, so after all the buttons were undone, I threw the coat away and let it fly away with the strong wind.
Seeing that Jian Chengsheng was still unwilling to move first, he did not hesitate and ignored the gunshots and fighting sounds coming from behind him. He placed the hilt of the knife at his waist, leaned forward slightly, pressed his center of gravity forward, stepped on the ground, and leaped forward.
As he leaped, the white mist rising from his body dragged a stream of air behind him, looking powerful and terrifying.
Jian Chengsheng still had a serious expression and did not underestimate the enemy even though his strength had increased. In fact, the pressure from Chen Chuanchuan on him still existed.
But this time he did not stay where he was. Instead, he moved to the side and began to use movement to parry and defend.
When he was not strong enough, he could only go up and destroy it, relying entirely on his skills. But now that he has enough strength, he can use more normal methods to resist. Moreover, after the backflow of his essence and blood, his height is now not much different from Chen Chuan, so he can be more calm.
As both sides chopped and blocked the blows with their swords several times, Chen Chuan could clearly feel that his opponent's overall quality had improved compared to before. Although the force he used was no weaker than before, he was able to block it steadily with one hand. In addition to strength, this also required the use of skills.
Unlike the Iron Monster, the sudden increase in strength did not make it impossible for him to coordinate his body. Instead, they cooperated very well with each other. This time, he really had no shortcomings.
After slashing down more than a dozen times in a row, Jian Chengsheng became more and more confident. He carefully felt the power of this body at the moment. This was an ability he did not have before, or it could be said that it was an ability he would have in the future. But now, under the guidance of higher spiritual skills, there was nothing he could not control.
This is what I will get in the future.
After blocking Chen Chuan's sword force once again, because the distance between the two sides was close, it was difficult for each of them to unleash their sword force, so the sword body shook, and the two men retreated backwards again.
Jian Chengsheng felt that his mind and body were becoming more and more coordinated. Although this state could not be maintained for a long time, he was sure that as long as he won this battle, even if he returned to his previous state, he could still make rapid progress with this past experience and reach a level that was previously unattainable.
In fact, the blood essence in the sword cannot be absorbed casually, because too strong a force will cause the alienated tissue to resist. Only when facing a real opponent and the alienated tissue feels an urgent life-and-death crisis can this be completely ignored.
Since he was fourteen years old, no enemy had ever given him this feeling. Only Chen Chuan almost killed him, so he was able to perfectly integrate this essence and blood.
He said to Chen Chuan very seriously: "Mr. Chen, thank you." When he wins this battle and kills his enemy, he will definitely give his opponent the respect of a fighter.
Chen Chuanyu said naturally: "No need to thank me, I should thank you instead."
Jian Chengsheng was stunned for a moment, and then he suddenly felt a sense of uneasiness in his heart, but he didn't know what the problem was.
Unconsciously, the white mist rising from Chen Chuan's body became thicker, and as it floated upwards it was like a wide column of smoke, condensing but not dispersing in the strong wind, and his entire figure was looming in it.
After coming out of the central city, he had been taking medicine and practicing as usual. His strength had been accumulating there and had not yet been truly integrated with himself. This was because he had never fought with a truly strong fighter.
To be exact, no opponent could force him to exert his full strength.
When he was in the academy, he had Hong Fu to practice with every day, but when it came to Yang Zhi, such conditions were naturally not available. Now that such an opponent appeared, the power accumulated in the alienated organization was gradually awakened, and began to truly adapt and integrate with himself.
He slowly raised the long sword in his hand and pointed it at Jian Chengsheng.
The opponent's defense without attacking made him think of the constantly stretched bow. As long as the bowstring was continuous, it would be able to deliver a powerful blow after being stretched to its limit.
Then it depends on who reaches the limit first.
Jian Chengsheng's eyes narrowed, and he found that Chen Chuan's field was expanding outwards, with no intention of converging at all, and his momentum was constantly rising, but he could not see any loopholes.
But so what? The Chen Chuan he saw before was just an illusory Chen Chuan, just an unreal shadow in front of him. But in the continuous fighting just now, he has been constructing a real Chen Chuan, and he firmly believes that when the opportunity is right, he will be able to kill this opponent with one sword.
In the mental induction, Chen Chuan moved again. He shouted and rushed forward. This time, the two sides were no longer confined to this area, but slowly left the National Avenue in a rapid and staggered charge. Every time the two fought, there would be a thunderous sound, and every time it would explode a circle of air waves.
The vehicles closer to one side began to shake, and the glass that was already cracked was constantly shattered.
In Jian Chengsheng's eyes, with each full-scale fight between the two sides, the Chen Chuan that appeared as a virtual shadow and the real Chen Chuan today were faintly overlapping, but there was still a little bit of a difference.
His stacked air power was about to be accumulated to counterattack. After blocking dozens of swords, a force suddenly emerged in his body. This force seemed to come out of thin air. It was actually the rebound of the alienated organization after being pushed to the limit.
At this moment, the shadow deep in his mind completely merged with Chen Chuan in front of him. He knew that the time had come, and with a pull of his mind, he swung the first and only sword in this battle!
Chen Chuan had been paying attention to the changes in his body. Suddenly, he saw that the latter's biological field seemed to disappear completely in an instant. His eyes flashed, and the second me suddenly overlapped with him. Seeing the knife coming from the opposite side, he also slashed up!
The two knives crossed in mid-air, and with a clang, the knife in Jian Chengsheng's hand broke, but his eyes remained unchanged, and the blade still followed the predetermined trajectory to cut towards Chen Chuan.
This blow is not entirely about the sword itself, but the spirit that comes together into one!
To cut means to cut the shape!
As long as this blow can destroy Chen Chuan's spirit, his physical body will collapse. This blow not only requires one's own spirit to reach the limit, but also requires the opponent's spirit to reach the highest point. Only by breaking the strongest point can one completely cut off all of it.
After the sword's momentum was fully extended, although the broken sword did not touch Chen Chuan's body, the powerful sword intent rushed into the latter's field and spirit.
At this moment, a dotted line appeared above the forehead of my second self, extending diagonally to the chest and abdomen, and then became blurred for a moment.
At the same time, after Chen Chuan's Xuejun Sword broke the man's long sword, he made a slight adjustment to dissipate the force coming from it, and then he used both arms to exert force at the same time to push the entire blade forward.
The two people stopped at the same time, and the dust under their feet shook and rolled out.
The severed half spun in the air for more than ten times before falling down and piercing the ground in the wasteland with a hissing sound.
Jian Chengsheng kept the posture of swinging the knife, looking at the calm eyes of Chen Chuan in front of him. He slowly lowered his head and saw that Xue Jun's knife penetrated his heart and then half of it came out from behind.
Bright red blood flowed from the corners of his mouth, and his skin also began to bleed, spreading on the white clothes outside his body.
The attack just now had exhausted all his energy. If he had not been able to kill his opponent, his spirit would have dissipated and he would have been just an empty shell.
He whispered, "I'm sorry, teacher. My journey as a disciple ends here." With a hint of regret, he slowly closed his eyes and then remained motionless.
Upon seeing this, Chen Chuan pulled back his knife, and Jian Chengsheng's body was pulled forward and fell to the ground. The blood that soon overflowed dyed the ground red.
He raised his hand and looked at the Xuejun Sword that conveyed an inspiring thought, and then looked at Jian Chengsheng's body. In just a short while, his body gradually shrank and returned to its original appearance.
He thought about it and realized that the previous attack was indeed very powerful. Putting aside the power of the knife, it could be considered an attack that annihilated the spirit.
However, the opponent didn't seem to have used his strength to its full potential. After the sword broke, he lost at least half of his strength. Judging from the injuries on his second body, it seemed that he could have withstood it with his accumulated strength.
He raised his head and looked forward. Consultant Yao was fighting two enemies alone. Judging from his current appearance, he had suffered a lot of injuries and looked a little embarrassed, but overall he was still able to maintain the situation.
He was wearing a cassock of the Esoteric Cult, and the rituals performed in the venue were enough to cause sensory confusion to anyone who broke in. Although the two people opposite could resist to a certain extent, they were inevitably affected.
Sometimes, just the slightest mistake could lead to missing an opportunity, so he always narrowly avoided fatal attacks.
But as Chen Chuan looked over, the three of them all felt something and glanced over here. Consultant Yao immediately showed a look of surprise, while the other two people's pupils shrank, and they had no intention of continuing to entangle. After forcing Consultant Yao away with a few moves, they quickly retreated and ran in different directions.
One of them even threw a flying knife towards Chen Chuan from a mile away.
Chen Chuan raised his knife and flicked it casually, then stopped looking at the man and turned to another person who was fleeing. He stepped forward and chased in the direction of that person.
The knife-throwing fighter was delighted to see that Chen Chuan was not chasing him, and ran away quickly. However, after running a few steps, he suddenly covered his stomach, staggered forward, and then half-knelt down involuntarily, and began to vomit blood.
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(End of this chapter)