The end of the world: no morals, I do whatever I want

Gu Cheng was concentrating on observing the movements of the black hand, holding the long sword tightly in his hand, ready to meet the opponent's attack at any time.

Suddenly, the black hands attacked Gu Cheng from the left and right at the same time, as fast as lightning.

Gu Cheng was not in a hurry. He pushed the ground with both feet and jumped high to avoid the attack of the black hands.

In the air, he took advantage of the situation to use a move of "Force to Split Huashan", and the Soul-Splitting Sword slashed down at the black hand below with a thousand pounds of force.

There was a loud "bang", and the Soul-Splitting Sword and the black hand collided with each other, splashing a spark.

But the black hand only paused slightly, then quickly bounced away and disappeared into the black fog again.

Immediately afterwards, more black hands stretched out from the black fog, so dense that people's scalps numbed.

These black hands, either scratching, scratching, or stabbing, attacked Gu Cheng in an overwhelming manner.

Gu Cheng was surrounded, but he was not at all confused.

He used his superb sword skills to protect his body tightly.

The Soul-Splitting Sword in his hand turned into silver rays, and he started a fierce battle with those black hands.

For a moment, the swords and swords intertwined, and sparks flew everywhere.

Each of Gu Cheng's swords contained great power, enough to split mountains and rocks, but those black hands were extremely flexible, always able to cleverly avoid his attacks and wait for opportunities to counterattack.

Time passed slowly, and every minute and every second seemed to be extremely long for Gu Cheng.

Gradually, a deep sense of fatigue surged into his heart like a tide, making him begin to feel a little powerless.

You know, this fierce and long-lasting battle has lasted for a long time, and such high-intensity continuous fighting has caused his physical strength to rapidly drain.

However, what made him feel more stressed was that the enemies in front of him were like a constant tide, with no signs of reduction at all.

Despite the difficult situation, Gu Cheng knew very well that if he chose to retreat at this time, then only death would be waiting for him.

Thinking of this, he gritted his teeth fiercely, used all his strength to gather a mouthful of pure energy, and continuously infused it into the tightly grasped Soul-Splitting Sword in his hand.

In an instant, the Soul-Splitting Sword was like a torch that was lit, shining with dazzling light, and the already sharp and extraordinary sword energy was instantly enhanced several times.

"Break it for me!"

Accompanied by a roar that resounded through the sky, Gu Cheng danced the Soul-Splitting Sword in his hand.

The Soul-Splitting Sword turned into a group of brilliant light and shadow, and chopped fiercely at the black hands swarming around with overwhelming force.

Under this thunderous attack, only a few crisp breaking sounds were heard.

Finally, several black hands were cut off by the sharp edge of the Soul-Splitting Blade, and then quickly turned into wisps of black smoke and dissipated into the void.

However, before Gu Cheng had time to take a breath, more black hands rushed out from the swirling black mist like sharks smelling blood, and in the blink of an eye, they filled the gap left by the previously cut black hands.

Facing this almost endless wave of attacks, Gu Cheng knew that continuing to do this recklessly was not a long-term solution. The most urgent task was to find the fatal weaknesses of these black hands as soon as possible to turn the tide of the battle.

So, while he tried his best to resist the fierce offensive of the black hands like a storm, he carefully observed their every move with full concentration, trying to find even the slightest flaw and pattern from them.

After careful observation, Gu Cheng noticed that whenever the Soul-Splitting Blade in his hand was about to chop those strange black hands, they would always dodge in advance just in time, as if they could predict the future.

Not only that, these black hands seemed to have a deep fear of some special power.

This discovery made Gu Cheng's mind like a flash of lightning, and a subtle gleam flashed in his deep and sharp eyes.

After pondering for a moment, Gu Cheng resolutely decided to take a risk and give it a try to find out whether he could find the fatal weakness of these black hands.

He cleverly pretended to have an obvious flaw and deliberately lured one of the black hands to pounce on his chest.

In a flash, just when the black hand was about to touch his body, Gu Cheng suddenly stretched out his left hand at lightning speed and began to pinch the seal, and at the same time he muttered something.

In an instant, a jaw-dropping scene occurred.

A mysterious and powerful invisible force gushed out of Gu Cheng's body like a surging tide, and quickly condensed into a layer of light shield emitting a faint blue light.

This shield was like an indestructible wall, steadily blocking the menacing black hand.Firmly blocked outside.

When the black hand collided violently with the shield, a heart-wrenching scream that resounded through the sky was uttered.

Then, wisps of black smoke rose from its surface, and the black hand, as if burned by fire, shrunk back into the thick black fog at a very fast speed.

"Haha, it really worked!"

Gu Cheng, who witnessed all this, couldn't help but be delighted, and cheered in his heart.

The shield, which was originally shaky and dim, was now shining with dazzling light under his continuous input of energy, like a scorching sun hanging in the sky.

The light contained endless pressure and power, which seemed to distort the surrounding air.

In addition to being excited, Gu Cheng did not dare to be negligent.

Gu Cheng closed his eyes, muttered something, and danced his hands like a phantom, forming complex and mysterious seals.

"Five Elements Shield! Rise!"

With his movements, the vast energy in his body surged out like a bursting dam, quickly gathered at his fingertips through the meridians, and then continuously injected into the shield.

At this time, the shield was no longer just a simple protective barrier, but seemed to have life, with strange runes and patterns flashing on it, and each line emitting a heart-pounding energy fluctuation.

In the dark corner, a pair of sinister eyes stared at the center of the battlefield.

That was Gu Cheng, his figure was like an indestructible mountain. No matter how fierce the attacks around him were, he could stand steadily, as if nothing could shake his determination.

Those black hands hiding in the dark originally thought that Gu Cheng was just a small character who could be easily manipulated, and they even began to fantasize about the joy after victory.

However, they were wrong, they seriously underestimated Gu Cheng's ability.