Chapter 343 (1/2)

Zhang Zhongheng looked up in surprise and asked, ”who do you say you are?”

But I only heard the man's light laughter. In an instant, the light of the knife swept out of yuhuatian's right hand. A short and narrow thin knife was fierce and unpredictable. Did the distance between the two people pass by? It didn't give Zhang Zhongheng time to respond at all. The short knife of his right hand hurried up. Zhang Zhongheng retreated sharply and wanted to escape the most fierce distance of the knife.

Since entering the main god space, Zhang Zhongheng can be said to have experienced a hundred battles. Both on-the-spot reaction and judgment are extremely accurate. As early as the light of the knife first appeared, he knew that this knife could not be stopped, whether it was his defense props or his own defense skills.

The short Sabre and thin Sabre strike each other like lightning cutting through the night sky.

Zhang Zhongheng felt a dangerous breath and peeped into his flaws. At the same time, his right hand trembled and could hardly hold the short knife in his hand. His fierce murderous spirit made his cold hair stand up.

”Shit! The wind and waves are coming, and the boat is going to capsize in this ditch!” Zhang Zhongheng roared in his heart.

His eyes were faint and blue. At the critical moment, Zhang Zhongheng ignored Luo Xuan's warning and used his spiritual ability. An invisible spiritual wave rushed to the Yuhua field through his eyes, which made the thin knife in his hand a little bit.

”Bloodthirsty!”

It was this thread of vitality that enabled Zhang Zhongheng to roar and his whole body was covered with tyrannical blood. At this time, the muscles of the originally beautiful and thin semi ELF were raised like iron, and the green tendons burst. The whole person was like turning into a fierce beast. The short knife in his hand was like the tusks of a fierce beast, tearing forward madly.

Under the impact of Zhang Zhongheng's spirit, yuhuatian was only in a trance for a moment, and his martial will was like knife light, killing all the external factors that shook his mind.

In the face of Zhang Zhongheng's crazy counterattack, yuhuatian's fighting spirit also climbed to a new height, but his spirit became more and more sober. The thin knife in his hand was like running water, reflecting the moonlight in the sky. In the dark night, his spirit was like this eternal bright moon, hidden in the sky and pinned on the clouds, cold and clear, Reflecting the knife light flowing out of his hand.

The bright moon on the knife, the bright moon in the heart, and the bright moon in the sky suddenly look like one.

Spilled on the fierce beast opposite.

The light of the knife is as pervasive as the moonlight, and the body method is like the reflection in the well, like water and moon mirror flowers. The fangs in Zhang Zhongheng's hands can't lock his breath at all, but are full of bloody and violent cuts, and fight with yuhuatian's thin knife countless times.

The moonlight is more and more light and comfortable, and the thin knife is more and more capable. Only Zhang Zhongheng's struggle is gradually powerless.

He has less and less space to fight back, and the opportunity to take the initiative is shorter and shorter. However, two breaths left him less than a moment to fight back. It seems that he can only passively resist, and let the light of yuhuatian's knife freely shine, reflecting the bright moon in his eyes and heart.

Zhang Zhongheng was forced to launch the special effect of the short knife. Like the short knife wrapped in the black fog, with a dizzy strong smell of blood, he turned into a heavy phantom in his hand. It was like eight short knives waving at the same time. The cold phantom in the black fog, like a soul, screamed against people's spirit.

Vampire dagger enhanced special effect: Banshee howl!

Zhang Zhongheng was ready to seize the opportunity that the Banshee howl gave him, but he only saw yuhuatian's eyes like a clear wellhead, with a thorough, cold and almost absolutely calm martial will. With the flash of the knife light in his hand, the reflected knife light in his eyes killed the thoughts in his heart caused by the Banshee howl.

”The knife cuts the flesh and the heart cuts the thoughts! I hate strong martial arts!”

At this time, Zhang Zhongheng remembered Luo Xuan's advice. Although the strong martial arts do not have the superb spiritual cultivation of Buddhism, King Kong is not bad, clean glass and eight places are not moving, their will is highly cohesive in the process of fighting, their spirit is highly synchronized with their martial arts, and they are rarely affected by spiritual attack.

On the contrary, trying to influence those who are really strong in martial arts with mental attack will only usher in the reverse bite of failure and let them seize the opportunity.

”Magic sound”, ”controlling light” and ”hiding thought”