Chapter 964: Fighting the Body

The two huge spirits were competing with each other, and seemed to be evenly matched. The flames on their huge bodies collided with each other, almost illuminating the entire sky on the top of the mountain.

Xu Mutang barely managed to muster up his strength. When he saw Foreign Minister Chen Chuan blocking the golden-armored general, he was shocked. He had heard a lot of rumors and descriptions about this person before, and he was skeptical at the time. But now, seeing it with his own eyes, he realized that it was indeed not exaggerated at all, and was even a little conservative.

If he could join the battle normally, defeating the opponent would not be a difficult task. However, the filth in his body could not be expelled for the time being, and he did not have much strength at this moment. The forced force just now made the filth on his body worse, and he could not even maintain his abnormal appearance.

But this doesn't mean that he can't do anything.

He took out a short rod-like object from his body. It was just squirming slightly and looked like a living thing. He flicked his hand and threw it out. As soon as the object reached the air, it dispersed on its own and fell in all directions.

At the same time, he tapped the boundary certificate he was wearing and sent a short-distance transmission message to the boundary certificate carried by Chen Chuan. Even though there was no mother field to maintain here, the spirits between fighters could be used as a medium to transmit information.

Chen Chuan heard it immediately, glanced around quickly, and nodded slightly in response.

Then he looked up. The spiritual fire on the other side was emitted by the spirit image itself, which was at least an ability possessed by the realm of Changshengguan. However, the spiritual fire here was all provided by himself, not generated by the spirit image. After the second self overlapped, the double spiritual fire could match the opponent.

However, he could feel that the opponent's fighting ability did not match the level it should have, and it seemed that most of his strength could not be exerted. If the energy in his body was a pool of lake water, then now it was at most just the surface layer that was stirred.

But if it is really the spirit of Emperor Ying that occupies the body, then it is not a strange thing. Judging from the situation, Yuwen Yuanqi should be cultivating the human form, and the human form lies in the cultivation of both body and spirit. Now that the spirit is missing, it is not as simple as missing half, but it is equivalent to a severe cut to the foundation. It would be good if 20% to 30% of the original strength could remain.

In that case, there will be a fight.

After changing his mind, he did not dwell on the struggle between the spirits. He took the Xuejun Knife that had just been inserted aside and it flew out of its sheath. After grasping it, he kicked his feet and rushed towards Yuwen Yuanqi's body.
After the golden-armored general above noticed it, he did not exert force forwards, but pushed hard, causing both sides to retreat a little, then took out a dagger from his waist and stab downwards, but Chen Chuan, the spiritual general, twisted his body and swung the long mace in his hand outwards in time, and the top of the mace just deflected the falling dagger, and the two sides collided, making a deafening sound.

Chen Chuan had already rushed forward at this moment. Yuwen Yuanqi put his long hammer flat, pointed the hammer head forward, and took a standard fighting stance. Above, the maces and hammers of the two spiritual beings collided with each other again. At this moment, Chen Chuan's spiritual being suddenly used a clever force, sank the long mace downwards, then circled it, and exerted force outward, which immediately swung the opponent's giant hammer away a little. At the same time, he raised his wrist, aimed the mace handle at the top of Yuwen Yuanqi's head below, and poked there.

After sensing this, Yuwen Yuanqi had no choice but to pull back the long hammer that was about to be thrown out, and blocked it with the horizontal bar. With a bang, the huge impact force from the mace handle caused his body to sink down.

How could Chen Chuan miss this opportunity? He drew an arc with the Xuejun Sword and slashed down, directly hitting the visor. The highly condensed spiritual fire on the blade instantly tore apart the golden flames on the opposite side, and after breaking the visor, it chopped into the head. However, as the blade went deeper, it felt a stiff resistance.

At this time, the huge spirit above Yuwen Yuanqi suddenly swung his hammer back and hit him. He knew he could not go on, so he withdrew his sword and took a step back. With a bang, the hammer head hit the ground in front of him heavily, and a huge hole was blown up there. However, a long mace from the opposite side hit the waist of the spirit, and a huge amount of spiritual fire splashed everywhere, like stars scattered around. The spirit was shaken a few times by the hit, but he pushed the long hammer in his hand out with all his strength, and swung it several times in succession to force away the subsequent attacks from the opposite side. He stepped back a few steps and then stabilized himself.

And below, after Chen Chuan dodged the attack just now, he did not rush forward again. Instead, he took a look at the golden mask and armor opposite him, judging that this was probably also a piece of armor used to carry the alienated organization.

Ordinary alien weapons cannot cut through it at all. It was only after the Snow King Sword was upgraded several times that it was able to cause that kind of damage. Otherwise, it might not even leave a mark. If I go forward to attack again, I will need to take this into consideration.

Because Yuwen Yuanqi was cut by him, strands of platinum-colored light could be seen emerging from the cut marks on his armor and helmet, but after a while, they were suppressed by the continuous golden light. At the same time, the aura on his body became heavier and heavier, and strands of golden light spread outward.

Chen Chuan immediately realized that the other party might have used some method to squeeze out some of the power in this body.

In this case……

He took a deep breath, and his breath suddenly became hot. In an instant, his whole body, including his entire spirit, seemed to become a huge oven. As the heat waves spread, it seemed that even the air was distorted, and billowing white clouds floated up along the spirit. After staring at each other for a moment, the two sides stepped forward at the same time. The golden armored general above took the lead and smashed the long hammer in his hand at Chen Chuan's body. He raised his knife and blocked it with a clang, but his body couldn't help sinking. The spirit above him pulled out a mace and hit the golden armored general's shoulder, causing him to crouch to the side, and the golden flames on it shook.

Yuwen Yuanqi below took advantage of Chen Chuan's pause and swung his hammer. The latter countered with his sword, but because he was not able to deliver enough force, he was inevitably shocked and stepped back.

Yuwen Yuanqi wanted to come up, but the sky above suddenly darkened. Chen Chuan's spirit pressed down on him with one hand. He had no choice but to slow down his steps and raise the hammer with both hands. With a bang, he was pressed to the spot.

The golden-armored general above swung his long hammer in a circle and swept it across the ground. Chen Chuan raised his sword to block it, and with a bang, the powerful force made him retreat far away. A groove was plowed on the ground by his feet, and in the process, a short spear flew from nowhere and headed straight for his face.

Chen Chuan's eyes flashed, and he swung his sword, knocking it away. After the thing turned a few circles, it flew backwards and sank into the spirit image on the opposite side.

Yuwen Yuanqi was about to go forward to chase, but before he could move, he suddenly turned around and swung the hammer, and with a flick of the hammer, something flew out with a clang. Only then did he see that it was a cone-shaped object. The object hummed and returned to Chen Chuan's side, floating to one side.

Until this moment, the air currents that had been displaced during the fierce battle just now dispersed with a sharp whistle, forming almost visible ripples. The gravel and rubble on the ground were blown away, and the palace buildings near and far creaked under the impact as they could not bear the heavy weight.

Chen Chuan stared at the opposite side and joined the battle of the spirits. The battle suddenly became complicated and more things needed to be considered. Both the perspective and thinking required a broader perspective. It was simply a raise to a higher dimension.

If possible, he would be willing to have a good fight with the opponent, but the opponent has endless physical strength and majestic spiritual fire, and the power is gradually being tapped, so the battle must not be dragged out and must be resolved as quickly as possible.

He slightly turned sideways, slowly raised the long sword with both hands, and placed it diagonally in front of him, staring at the opposite side, while the spirit above raised the long mace high and held it across his head, pouring down from above, the platinum-colored flames seemed to be mixed into one, and wisps of white steam floated straight up, and when they reached the sky, they looked like steaming clouds.

Yuwen Yuanqi looked at him for a moment behind his mask, then swung his hammer and stepped forward. With a flash of golden light, he had already broken through the air. When he reached the front, the sword and hammer collided again. After just a few hits, as they got closer to each other, both the spiritual image above and the real body below, the weapons on both sides were pressed against each other. It seemed that both sides wanted to suppress the opponent with force, but no one succeeded for a while.

At this moment, long ropes suddenly rose from the ground, passed through Yuwen Yuanqi's armpits, knees, waist, hips and other places, and were suddenly tightened.

It can be seen that one end of these long ropes is held in Xu Mutang's hand, and there is a faint spiritual light flickering on it, but even if it is weak, it has a momentary obstructive effect.

Chen Chuan was well prepared, so he immediately pulled back the Snow King's Sword and then slashed it downwards fiercely. At the same time, a force field emanated from Ling Xiang and his body, falling towards the mask. This froze the golden-armored general, making him unable to help the real body below.

Although this restraining force only lasts for a moment, in a fierce battle, it has created a perfect opportunity for battle.

Yuwen Yuanqi looked at the long sword slashing towards him, but he had no way to dodge it. At this moment, a strange light flashed in his eyes, causing the sword to deviate slightly and not perfectly follow the original cut.

However, Chen Chuan had accumulated sufficient strength for this attack, and with the help of the Heaven and Earth Hongluo Breathing Technique, this strike was several times more powerful than the last time. It directly cut the visor and helmet, and penetrated deep into them, almost splitting Yuwen Yuanqi's head in the middle. With a click, the golden helmet and visor shattered and fell to the ground.

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(End of this chapter)

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