Chapter 901: Taking Yao Ying with a Knife

Chapter 901: Taking Yao Ying with a Knife

Chapter 901: Taking Yao Ying with a Knife

There was a loud bang on the beach, and light suddenly spread everywhere. As Chen Chuan's punch landed, the spiritual fire exploded at the point of contact.

His punch could not cause much damage to Fu Ying, and this was not his purpose. Instead, it was to pave the way for Xue Jundao's subsequent attack.

With this punch, the layer of spiritual fire wrapped around the outer surface of Fuying's skull was instantly shattered, and the head underneath was exposed. It was now covered with a thin layer of alienated tissue, which looked very terrifying.

He ignored the ferocious face and swung the long sword behind him. The sword drew a graceful and dangerous arc in the air, and the platinum light on it was so rich that it was almost tangible.

After feeling the strong pressure and danger brought by the sword light, a large amount of spiritual fire nearby all gathered near the skull, and the second layer of spiritual fire that already existed inside also became extremely blazing for a moment, preparing to resist the next fierce slash.

But at the moment when the blade was about to fall on the skull, it did not cut down, but passed by the skull, and after a clever turn, it came to the junction of the skull and the bottom.

He just held the knife and swung it lightly there, and the spiritual light that had become weak due to the excessive withdrawal just now was easily cut off, and the light whiskers connecting to the main body were also cut off, and the huge head fell off from the body in an instant.

This separated Fu Ying from the body he controlled. Even if he had powerful alienated tissues and abundant spiritual fire, without the body to support it, it would be like water without a source and a tree without roots!
After doing this, Chen Chuan quickly turned the blade and lifted the head into the sky!
And almost at the same time, a strong impact light suddenly emanated from the skull again!

Chen Chuan shielded himself with his hands, and his body swayed under the impact of the golden-white light. His body kept moving backwards, but he was watching the scene very calmly.

When he made his move, he had already anticipated that this thing would definitely use this simplest and most direct method to attack him at the critical moment, so he pushed it away without waiting for it to attack, so that he did not suffer the most direct impact.

The light flickered for a long time before stopping. It could be seen that during this period of time, Fu Ying took some measures to save himself. A long beard grew out from the back end of the skull and extended into the sea, as if it was connected to something. With just a pull, the skull was driven into the sea at a very fast speed.

But as soon as he moved, suddenly a shadow with a little light flew past from the distant sky and cut off the light with a "swish".

The object that passed by was exactly that diamond-shaped stone!

Without the pull of the light whiskers, the skull immediately fell onto the mudflat, but before it landed, it floated up on its own again and continued to drift into the sea, swaying.

Although its speed was already very fast, in Chen Chuan's eyes it was no different from slow motion. He took a step forward, and his body turned into a ball of light and shadow and leaped forward, arriving in an instant.

After approaching, the huge rotten fire head chose to burst out spiritually again. However, before its light emanated, the tip of Xue Jun's knife had already picked it up and flew far away. The head suddenly flew to a very high altitude, emitting a ball of light shining like the sun in the sky.

Chen Chuan stood below with a sword in his hand. When the light above gradually dimmed, his figure suddenly disappeared from his original position. When he reappeared, he was already in front of the head, in mid-air, and he slashed with the sword!

This time it seemed that he wanted to kill Fu Ying in one fell swoop, but he actually used his clever strength. With a bang, he knocked him far away, and the direction he went was exactly opposite to the sea.

Fu Ying once again burst out with a spiritual attack in the air. He had to do so. Even if Chen Chuan's first blow did not do anything to it, there was no guarantee that the second blow would not come up.

This time it was obviously anxious, and it released its impact light without hesitation, illuminating the surrounding sky with incomparable brightness. It was originally evening at this moment, but it seemed to have suddenly returned to the brightest period of time.

The damage caused by this impact was incomparable to any previous ones. The surrounding beaches were also swept up in it. After the impact dissipated, a whole area of ​​mudflats disappeared. From the sky, it looked like a big hole had been bitten out, and there was abundant and moist water oozing out from the bottom of the pit.

Fu Ying had just used the force of spiritual impact to go to the seaside, but was actually brought back to the sea. When the light dissipated, it fell down. However, at the moment when the light faded, the diamond-shaped stone that had been waiting there knocked it in the opposite direction and sent it flying back.

As it was flying horizontally, there was a flash of light in the air. It turned out that Chen Chuan was leading his sword again. As expected, Fu Ying saw him coming and used his old trick again. However, the result was the same as last time. The blade made a slanting motion before it, leading it to the other side, and the attack on the spiritual light failed again without any suspense.

In the next half minute, the head to which Fu Ying was attached never fell to the ground and was repeatedly toyed with and slapped by Chen Chuan.

Especially when the blade came, Fu Ying had no other way to deal with it, and had to release the impact of spirituality to protect himself. In the catharsis again and again, the originally very bright light in the eye sockets of the head finally dimmed gradually. Even if the spiritual fire contained in it was huge, it could not withstand such unreserved catharsis and tossing. When it erupted again, Chen Chuan did not make obvious protection this time. The light that impacted his body only caused the white gold spirituality on his body to float for a while.

It seems that because it has erupted too many times, the power of the Corrupted Spiritual Fire has declined significantly, and now it is no longer enough to shake his strength.

So now you can take action.

He leaped up and came under the head, waiting for it to fall, and then swung his sword to chop it off!
A blade light like a crescent moon instantly broke through the outermost field above, splitting the outer spiritual fire and then touching the skull. However, when the blade continued to penetrate inward, Fu Ying suddenly shrank, and the light on his body that had been dim suddenly became bright!

There is no doubt that this was Fu Ying's last struggle. The strength he had accumulated was not actually exhausted just now. Instead, he deliberately behaved like that just now, just to lure him into the trap so that he could severely injure him in one fell swoop.

Chen Chuan's eyes flashed at this moment, and the second me overlapped with him in an instant. His speed suddenly increased, and before the light could really burst out completely, he had already rushed forward with a knife. This time, he broke into the gap in the skull that was originally split, and instantly tore open the second layer of spiritual fire protection of Fu Ying's body, and directly cut into the alienated tissue shaped like a brain!
Fu Ying suddenly froze, and the spiritual fire that was originally flickering trembled, and then went out like a flame being blown away.

Chen Chuan's eyes were cold. He had a lot of combat experience and had thought in advance that since this thing would learn and grow in battle, it would most likely cheat at the last moment.

After several fights just now, he almost knew Fu Ying's burst point, so this time he simply didn't wait for it to work, but destroyed it with a single blow.

After the blade slashed into Fu Ying's body, the arm turned and slashed again along the force of the cut. Silently, the skull was split into two halves, and the mass of alienated tissue inside was also cut open for the most part and fell from the air, finally landing on the sand and mud with a plop.

Chen Chuan landed slowly on the ground, casually spun his knife, and walked forward calmly. He could see that what was exposed in front of him was a living organism entangled with countless twisted and alienated tissues, which looked similar to the brain of a living organism. Now, because most of it had been cut open, it was twitching there.

Some parts of this thing were still desperately growing buds, as if trying to piece themselves together again, but after Xue Jun's sword cut through them, naturally there were traces of platinum-colored spiritual fire left there, hindering its growth and recovery.

At this time, the sky had already dimmed slightly. He knew that it was going to get dark, so he waved his hand and moved this thing with the power of the field. Then he led it back to the esoteric ritual that had been arranged before. At the same time, he also called Chao Ming who was keeping watch for him in the sky.

When he arrived at the secret ceremony and stood still, he first took out the initiation stone and placed it on the pivot stone. After a while, rays of light scattered in all directions, reflecting each other on the stones, instantly forming a complete secret ritual.

And after he did all this, the remaining brightness in the distance suddenly disappeared, and the sky and the sea fell into darkness.

It's night.

Chen Chuan thought about it, it seemed that this thing chose to fight him in the evening for a certain reason. He guessed that the latter's attack today should be just a test. If it can't win, it will retreat back to the sea under the cover of night. Because Fu Ying had observed him for so many days before, he should know that he needed to fight against the external pollution at night, so he would not chase him easily.

The idea is good, but it is just an idea after all. It may decide when the battle starts, but it does not have the final say on when it ends.

In this battle, it seemed that Fu Ying was almost able to escape, but in fact, the rhythm of the battle from beginning to end was under his control, and he never lost control at all. Combat experience and performance before the battle played the most critical role here.

He looked down at the brain-like object. The battle was over, but facing such a thing, how could he obtain nutrition from it?

The rot glow is composed of dense alienated tissue, each part looks the same, and there seems to be nothing worth obtaining for him.

Are we going to just devour these alienated tissues?
He could sense that this was not the right way to eat.

After thinking for a while, he suddenly remembered that this was a half-spiritual and half-biological creature, which was different from the creatures he had come into contact with before. What he wanted to obtain might not be entirely on the material level. After realizing this, his eyes moved, and he raised the Xuejun Sword, aiming at the thing and slashing it!
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(End of this chapter)