God of Warcraft

Chapter 1436 Battle Healer
Zhan Wuming knew that the opponent in front of him was very difficult to deal with, but since the opponent recognized him, he had to fight. Although in the dark, his consciousness could still clearly capture the opponent's every move, so he did not hesitate to attack the past.It was only when he got close to the Healer that he felt something was wrong. Although the opponent attacked the piece of metal he threw, he didn't really use all his strength, but used a kind of roundabout force, which means that the opponent's attack would He changed direction the moment he hit the metal block, and the direction of rotation turned out to be the direction he threw himself at.

Zhan Wuming immediately understood that the other party knew his plan to lure the enemy from the very beginning, but the other party just followed suit.But at this moment, Zhan Wuming's power has been exhausted, and it is impossible to turn halfway.No matter what the result is, he must rush over.In his consciousness, he caught a faint shadow of the wind, it was the sword of the spiritual master, and there was not even a trace of wind in the darkness.

Obviously, this guy is an extremely insidious person, bullying Zhan Wuming can also see things in the dark, but he doesn't know that although Zhan Wuming doesn't have any aura fluctuations on his body, he has a faint sense of consciousness. His consciousness is completely different from the rules of this world. Even his spiritual sense cannot detect Zhan Wuming's consciousness. It's just that the range covered by Zhan Wuming's consciousness is too small, but he can still clearly capture the sword. front trajectory.

"Ding..." Zhan Wuming's mid-waist knife was thrown out, spinning in the air like a windmill, drawing a very strange arc.The direction of the waist knife is exactly the direction of the spirit sword in the spirit master's hand.

The speed of the waist knife was faster than that of Zhan Wuming, and blocked the sword edge ahead of time. At this time, the two short spears on Zhan Wuming's back blasted out like dragons flying out of the sea during the process of spinning and accelerating. Spliced ​​into a long gun.

The spiritual master was shocked, Zhan Wuming was able to capture the trajectory of his spirit sword in the dark, that is to say, the other party ignored the existence of the night almost as much as he did. Although this opponent has no spiritual power fluctuations, he is not an easy guy to deal with .

The sword in the hands of the spiritual master stirred in the void like disturbing water, forming a vortex in the void, instantly unloading the spinning momentum of Zhan Wuming's waist knife, and the waist knife slid past him like a loach, his sword He just paused for a while and then swung out again, this time he didn't slash at Zhan Wuming, but intercepted the spear in Zhan Wuming's hand.

Zhang Xu, Zhan Wuming's long spear, had the sound of wind and thunder hidden in the place he passed, and he did not dare to underestimate it. His original offensive was interrupted by Zhan Wuming's abandonment of the sword, and now he is slightly passive. Therefore, he must break through the attack first. Go to war without a single shot.Otherwise, one inch would be longer and one inch stronger, and Zhan Wuming's spear might pierce his chest before his spirit sword landed on Zhan Wuming's body. As a spiritual master, he dared not take such a risk.

"When..." There was a light sound like the ringing of a bell, and the body of Zhan Wuming's gun suddenly trembled, and seemed to deflect from the side of the spiritual master under the impact of the spirit sword.

Breaking through the impact of Zhan Wuming's rotating waist knife and long spear continuously, the power of the spirit sword was almost exhausted. Before the spiritual master could breathe a sigh of relief, he realized something was wrong, because the moment Zhan Wuming's long spear pierced the side, the spear suddenly trembled. Zhang Xu's long spear suddenly split into two parts, the first half passed by his side, but the second half trembled, and the point of the spear still pierced his body.

At this moment, the spiritual sword in the spiritual master's hand was too late to turn around, and the point of the spear almost pierced through his body, he couldn't help being shocked.

Zhan Wuming's cunning is beyond his imagination, this long spear is actually made of two short spears, although his turning around shot missed Zhan Wuming's long spear, but because of Zhan Wuming's shock, the first half of the spear missed the target. The second half broke away and became another lore.

"Ah..." the spiritual master roared, at this moment he had no extra thoughts, and suddenly raised his left hand.

"Boom..." The tip of the gun drew a clear arc and stopped suddenly three inches in front of the spiritual master's body. The sword in the spiritual master's hand was too late to swing out, and his strength was exhausted, but his left hand was the most deadly here. When he grabbed the tip of the gun, he could feel the sharp wind of the gun penetrating into his body, causing an inexplicable chill to rise in his body.

There was a murderous intent in his heart that he had never felt before.In his heart, this cunning opponent in front of him has been listed as the target of death. At that moment, his scalp felt numb. If he had been a little later, this insidious short spear would have pierced his heart. Fortunately, he He has a keen sense of spirit, even in the dark, he still grasps the spear point tightly, making it difficult for him to get in the slightest.At close range, he saw that his opponent turned out to be a young man with a wild and fierce aura, like a lone wolf in the dark.

"It's not over yet!" The spiritual master grabbed the tip of the gun and escaped at the last moment, but before he could breathe a sigh of relief, he heard Zhan Wuming yell coldly.A powerful impact surged from the short spear in his hand, and Zhan Wuming used the short spear in his hand as a javelin to hit the healer.

The spiritual master let out a cold snort, he is a spiritual cultivator, in terms of strength, he didn't pay attention to Zhan Wuming at all, since he grabbed the point of the spear, he didn't care about the opponent's force to stab again.However, after he snorted coldly, he realized that he had made another mistake. The short spear was suddenly released, just like a fish struggling on the hook suddenly slipped off the line. Lightness, the feeling of being unable to hold back, at this moment, the healer felt that he was such a fisherman.

After Zhan Wuming gave it away suddenly, he let go again, but the moment Zhan Wuming let go, he had two more arm knives in his hand, and his figure rushed forward, and the two arm knives interlaced in the air like giant scissors.The fierce murderous intent suddenly made this space extremely cold like flowing water on an iceberg.

The spiritual master couldn't help shivering, he wasn't shocked by Zhan Wuming's fierce murderous aura, but found that his opponent seemed to have endless tricks, which one is his real backhand?Which is his last resort?Every move is connected to the backhand, and there is a lore behind every backhand.

The arm knife that suddenly appeared was a lore for him.At this moment, the only thing he can do is to forcefully raise the spirit sword in his right hand to block it, and back away, he knows that Zhan Wuming's murderous intent has locked on him, even if he retreats, it is impossible to escape Zhan Wuming's fatal attack, But he wanted to use the retreat space to give himself a little more buffer, even if he just breathed a sigh of relief, he would have a chance to defend against Zhan Wuming's two deadly arm knives.

"When..." The speed of the spiritual master's retreat is extremely fast, but Zhan Wuming's speed is not too slow, but the spiritual master still slightly opened the distance, but this distance is the result of his violent run, he burned his body The spiritual power that Zhong finally accumulated, he wanted to exchange for this instant acceleration, in exchange for this double sword that could barely avoid Zhan Wuming's lore.He did it.

The difference between Lingxiu and mortals is incomprehensible to mortals. The spiritual master has to admit that the young man in front of him is one of the most dangerous opponents he has ever seen, and also the most terrifying mortal opponent he has ever seen.It's not because of how strong Zhan Wuming is, nor because of how weird Zhan Wuming's combat skills are, but because the attack of the mortal in front of him has been carefully calculated, every blow, every move, every subtle movement It seems that it has been deduced thousands of times, and then one chain after another, like the Yangtze River, the tricks are lore.

As long as you give the other party a chance, the other party can put you in desperate danger forever. The psychological pressure caused by the endless sense of crisis makes people feel hopeless.

It has to be said that this is an aura of a mortal, an aura that will never return and never die.As a spiritual cultivator, he can't compare with Zhan Wuming. Once he decides to fight, he will never return, and he will never die, no matter how strong his opponent is.He really didn't know where Zhan Wuming looked so young, and where he developed such a terrifying aura.

"Dang, dang, dang..." The sword of the spiritual master shook heavy sword waves in the air, and hit the two blades of Zhan Wuming like a stormy wave, although he pulled some distance away, he breathed a sigh of relief , but the time he can fight for is too short, the spirit sword in his right hand cut Zhan Wuming and rotated the waist knife continuously before, and after cutting the long spear, he has exhausted his strength, and now he can't gather all his strength at all, but he can chop the waves with skill. Slashing layer by layer removes the power of Zhan Wuming, the two knives that have no return.

He believes that Zhan Wuming's moves will definitely not be endless, as long as he can fend off Zhan Wuming's deadly double swords, Zhan Wuming will inevitably use up his strength in one go.

Zhan Wuming sighed secretly, there is indeed a huge gap between mortals and spiritual cultivators. In the darkness, not only was the opponent not affected by the darkness at all, but he continued to break through his heavy barriers in terms of strength, speed, and skills. The ultimate move, the last knife, the opponent actually burned his spiritual power to get a buffer opportunity.

He knew that if he still couldn't kill the other party this time, he would have to hide as far away as possible when he saw the other party for a long time in the future. This time it was because the other party didn't expect him to have so many backup , That's why he was caught off guard again and again.If he did it all over again, the other party would never give him such a chance, and he would not be able to pose a threat to the other party.

He felt the murderous intent emanating from the other party, as strong as wine, and he knew that if he could not kill the other party, the other party would definitely chase him to the ends of the earth.Then all his previous calculations and plans were in vain. Under the absolute power, he and Yongba and the others had only one dead end, and the entire Yong tribe would also be implicated.

"What other means do you have?" Zhan Wuming heard the indifferent sarcasm in the voice of the spiritual master. Obviously, the other party felt that he had already secured the victory, and Zhan Wuming was just a prey waiting to be slaughtered in his hands.

"Do you think it's over?" Zhan Wuming let out a cold snort, he jumped up suddenly, and moved the saber with all his strength. , either you die or I live, there is no second way to choose, this blow, Zhan Wuming went all out.

The two sharp winds seemed to split the void instantly, and the sound of breaking through the void even suppressed the sound of the howling wind and sand.The hearts of An Yan, An Tong and others in the distance felt cold for a while. What kind of opponent is this? They felt that the Healer did not have the upper hand from the Healer's muffled groans a few times ago.

He couldn't help but feel a little cold, when will such a strong man appear in the sinling mountain?It is possible to fight with the spiritual master. Could it be that the person behind the mysterious woman in his hand in the land of the spirit clan has come after him?Thinking of this, he felt his scalp go numb.

(End of this chapter)