Chapter 410 Qianbai Yanfeng
Boom!
In an instant, the collision of gold and iron arrows continued continuously, resounding wildly and drowning Genji Kamima.
——But the effect is still not obvious!
[Transcendence] The strongest point of a psyker on the path is that he must also have an otherworldly and transcendent body.
These flaming weapon blades can easily burn and shatter a concrete bridge with every strike. However, when they hit the huge skeleton of Kamima Genji, the "Desolate Skeleton", they could only leave fine, scratch-like scars.
After entering the fourth ring, [Sublimation], Genji Kamima made a leap in essence and became an "extraordinary person" among psykers. In ancient times in the Eastern Continent, it was called "Kung Fu". The body has been completed, and one’s own way has been realized.”
But that’s all.
Song Shi extinguished a fire. This time it was a pure supplementary consumption, ensuring that there was enough room for the use of [Soaring to the Sky], and that the Ru Lin Bing Feng transformed into Scorched Earth and Heavy Killing remained at its peak. Killing power.
One blow cannot kill, what about a scratch?
Those thousands of soldiers are constantly advancing, and even a shallow line can open up into a crack!
The death energy of the underworld used to defend could not withstand the thrust of the sharp blade, and was penetrated with holes.
The dim light in Genji Kamima's pupils flickered, and he stroked the sword with his solemn knuckles. He was obviously preparing to use some kind of swordsmanship, but what followed was Song Shixin's two-purpose weapon, which raised dark flames. Crazy bombardment.
No thoughts, no thoughts, no self.
This ultimate state of Nari Kendo, "the unity of swords and Zen," was achieved by Kamima Genji seventy-five years ago, and he cultivated an immovable mind.
But I am too old, too old, too old.
The physical body is a treasure raft for crossing the world, and the spirit guides the boat.
Unless you follow some special path, the two always influence each other and complement each other.
His body has never been able to recover from the serious injuries that were indelible in the past, like a patchwork bag with leaks.
——No, this is not the key.
Kamima Yuanji thought to himself. There is no need to deceive in your own mind.
If I were in middle age when I was the most energetic and invincible, even if my spiritual power suddenly disappeared, as long as I still have a sword in my hand, I would dare to slash it at any opponent.
Although these pitch-black flames called [Disaster Flames] were murderous and violent, how could they shake my own indifference at that time?
The real reason why I was shaken by [Disaster Flame] at this moment, and caused my swordsmanship to be repeatedly interrupted, was my own "heart".
In these years, the fear of death, in the decades of lingering, has declined and become unbearable.
The Sword Master's Zen heart, which used to be unshakable by external objects and was like glass, was covered with dirt that he couldn't bear to look at.
Yesterday’s Genji Kamima cannot cut with today’s sword, and today’s Genji Kamima does not have the same heart as yesterday.
Seeing that the ultimate sword move could not be executed for a long time, Genji Kamima gave up and chose to strike with a horizontal sword.
With his swordsmanship and the body of a desolate skeleton, this simple horizontal slash can be called an ingenious move. The rocks collapsed, and the earth burst hundreds of meters in an instant, forming a crack. valley.
The forest of flames, spears and swords also burst into large voids, like a group of reeds squeezed by the strong wind.
However, under the rapid explosion brought by [Chongxiao], Song Shi still avoided this sword.
The sea of flames, squeezed into a thin layer, suddenly swelled up again, scouring and invading again!
There is no room to hold back.
If you continue like this, I may be in danger of death!
Feeling the ant-like pain that filled his body, Genji Kamima raised his skull angrily and twisted, and regardless of the burden of the injury, he forcibly increased his spiritual power.
In the sea of black mist around them, white-bone warriors stood up indifferently, carrying banners that read "We are tired of the filthy land and seeking the pure land", and wearing barrels and trunks. They held their cross spears and naginata high, turning into a majestic military formation and a fierce sea of flames. They hit each other hard!
Psychic skills·[Lingxi]!
This is essentially a psychic skill similar to [Dark Ghost].
It’s just that the Kamima clan has controlled the orthodoxy of Nari County for hundreds of years. As a result, although Genji Kamima turned into a big demon "Desolate Skeleton", these bound ghosts actually have a somewhat powerful and powerful spirit. mean.
“I’ve been waiting for this move from you for a long time!”
Song Shichang laughed, and a piece of fire broke into pieces and scattered into tiny sparks. In the next moment, these sparks suddenly expanded, forming a swarm of dazzling red meteors in the sky, falling towards the army of ghost warriors below.
The flag burned and broke, and the sides of the barrel were shattered into ashes. As soon as the warrior raised his cross gun, he was turned into powder under the continuous bombardment of flaming stars.
Cannot be killed.
Every time a large group of warriors turns to ashes, the next second, new bones will crawl out, trying to continue to form a formation to stop the invasion of the sea of flames.
As long as Kamima Genji survives, it will be equivalent to a giant mobile "Spiritual Seal" that can continuously summon ghost warriors.
But there is no need to kill it.
This re-summoning still takes time, and during this gap, Song Shi's Yanhai Bingfeng is killing Genji Kamima at all times, adding cracks to his madness.
Swordsmanship? Psychic skills? War of attrition?
Thoughts surged rapidly in his mind, and the desolate skeleton sitting on the top of the mountain suddenly paused with his sword.
"Song Shi!"
Kamima Genji's voice echoed in his ears. It was clearly visible, but it was not leaked to the outside. He probably used some kind of sound transmission technique.
"I ask you again - what do you need?"
"Shangjian has no grudge against you, on the contrary, we can be each other's pillars and fight against the Hehai Tibetan Family ! It is also one of the tigers and wolves spying on Nali County!"
"You and I will have a fake fight and just retreat."
At this time, Song Shi also stopped the expansion of the scorched earth.
In front of the hundreds of meters of "Desolate Skeleton", the young man should have been insignificant and insignificant.
But surrounded by the endless flames, from the top of Nali Mountain, Song Shi actually showed an unparalleled momentum, no less than that of the huge monster.
"Genji Kamima, you know I won't agree. We have fought."
Those unexplained words have long been integrated into the will of the spirit, and with the continuous collision just now burst out.
He slowly raised his head and looked up. He was standing on a fragmented rock. The huge skull blocked most of his field of vision, and two dim lights overlooked him.
“But you still asked.”
The expression of joy, as the "self-immolation" started and the boiling blood burned crazily, suddenly became dull.
Excitement wanes.
“The situation is still considered a stalemate at the moment, and the balance has not completely tipped to one side, but you still have the intention to retreat and want to try another way to avoid this battle.”
Song Shi's eyes moved on the desolate skull, but the feeling it brought to the latter seemed to be hotter and hotter than the previous sea of fire.
“——Shangjian Yuansi.”
Finally, Song Shi stepped forward, and the scorched earth followed him like a shadow, ready to move.
“Come.”
Genji Kamima was silent for a moment, then he raised his head.
"Correct!"
The old man shouted.
“Come to me!”
(End of this chapter)