Vol 5 Chapter 679: Strike

The living corpse didn’t scream pain, Xuan Jingjun’s right leg was abolished, but he didn’t seem to realize that he tried to stand up straight. However, the broken stubble was misplaced and he couldn’t stand it and fell to the right. The calf that had been smashed was overlapped, like a stool of flesh and blood.
　　 Mr. Xuan Jing failed to stand up, so he lay on his side like this, holding the Xieguang Great Sword in his left hand and slashing towards Lu Zhengkang.
　　 Lu Zhengkang took the caged sea sword from the white monkey, and then kept backing away from the coverage of the opponent's sword curtain.
　　 I broke my leg and want to beat me?
　　 dreaming?
　　 Lu Zhengkang walked around easily, Xuan Jing Jun moved on the ground very hard to turn his body, this speed is ridiculously like a rolling caterpillar.
　　 The cage sea sword pierced the back of King Wu's neck and broke into the neck bone. Lu Zhengkang took the hilt of the sword and rolled it around, cutting off the great head.
　　 Mr. Xuan Jing only twitched twice, and then there was no sound movement.
died?
　　 Lu Zhengkang frowned.
　　 No, no salt and relics have been dropped yet, King Wu is not dead yet.
　　 Seeing that the opponent's neck was still erupting with turbid blood, the amount of bleeding was huge, and it was not long before he squeezed the majestic King Wu's body into a shriveled corpse.
A lot of black blood ran on the floor. However, Lu Zhengkang could not smell the blood, only a strong smell of immortal medicine, that is, that kind of very thick floral fragrance. He has handled hundreds of them, and he is very familiar with this smell. Familiar with. In addition, the dark shell on the surface of the Evil Light Great Sword began to peel off. The blade of this sword faded a little bit, revealing a large sword with phosphorescent light inside, which looks like the glory of the sky. The ruler, the whole body is like crystal, the color of the stars circulates on the surface of the big sword, reflecting it like a fairy soldier.
　　 Lu Zhengkang just looked at the star-colored sword and felt that his cheeks were cut by a small knife. This sword has its own vitality, and the condensed star-colored sword is alive!
　　 hiss
　　 Long, snake-like sighs sounded from all sides of the Chengtian Hall. There is a strong smell of fairy medicine in the wind. Lu Zhengkang stepped back to avoid the spread of blood puddles, and listened carefully. There was a faint sound of teeth grinding in the wind. It was the poisonous dragon, which was still looking at Lu Zhengkang.
As the wind blows in the hall, it is exceptionally quiet. Hearing is like being filled with a layer of cold, shallow water. The noise is filtered out by the sound of the wind. The sound of blood spurting from Xuan Jing's neck, blood drops The sound of falling subsided. Only the teeth of the poisonous dragon were still rustling, with a low echo, which made it gentle.
　　All crises receded to the depths of darkness.
　　 is getting quieter.
　　 Lu Zhengkang felt that he was almost floating in this peaceful atmosphere.
The white monkey roared from the bottom of his heart. Lu Zhengkang shuddered, and he was in a trance. The starlight sword had disappeared from the field of vision for some time. He felt his scalp numb, and he rolled forward suddenly, behind him, black blood The condensed form of Xuan Jingjun stood silently, chasing and slashing towards Lu Zhengkang with his sword.
　　 Lu Zhengkang turned around and slashed, the caged sea sword swung out the black and gold sword curtain, and hit the bright purple sword curtain of the starlight sword with a sharp and melodious sound.
Xuan Jingjun is now completely dark and eight feet tall, only taller than Lu Zhengkang's body, not as high as the top of his antlers. The original head has now become a dragon's head. It is the Qiji poisonous dragon that is barking his teeth against Lu Zhengkang. , The eyes are scarlet like a drop of blood.
　　 Lu Zhengkang grinned, "My dear, you really look like a prince! It's a pity, you're just a tyrant, you're gone, why don't you just take it to death!"
The poisonous dragon was angered by these words and opened his mouth and roared. Lu Zhengkang didn't know if it really understood his words. Perhaps it was just a volatilization of his tyrannical nature. The smile on his face became more and more rampant. He tightened the hilt in his hand and took the initiative to move towards Jun Xuan Jing rushed.
The cage sea and the starlight each swayed wild and unrestrained swords, and they cried endlessly. Lu Zhengkang was in the battle, and he felt infinite power in his chest. Every sword is solid, and the strength is growing. The more foot he got, it seemed that he was not holding a long sword, but a giant hammer. He took a step forward, and Xuan Jingjun took a step back. The two moved, and the sword curtain left in the air was intertwined with flowers.
　　The transformation of Xuan Jingjun's movements were more flexible than before, but his strength was weaker than that, so that Lu Zhengkang, an ungraded saltborn, could suppress him.
However, Xuan Jingjun was a generation of martial arts power before his death. His swordsmanship has reached the state of wielding wishful thinking. It takes effort to advance and retreat. Now the incarnation speed has increased, and the body is more flexible. On the contrary, he is stronger than before. , It is a two-stage form. Lu Zhengkang smashed three hundred swords madly, all of which were perfectly blocked. If this were placed in the world view of "Sekiro", he would have to be killed.
At a certain moment, Lu Zhengkang's mind shifted slightly. He couldn't help fighting for a long time, and his spirit would inevitably fluctuate. It was such an inadvertent energy that stagnated, and the starlight sword in Xuan Jing's hand suddenly rolled over and broke into it. In the sword curtain of the cage sea, the two swords are tangled together. Lu Zhengkang only feels that the sword in his hand seems to be caught by a cutting machine. He tries to control the center of gravity, but the overall lever of the weapon is constantly changing, and the initiative is completely lost. In Xuan Jingjun's hands, his dragon head grinned, and the starlight sword kept twisting, and the two of them quickly got closer.
　　 Lu Zhengkang knew that if he didn't let go of his sword, he would inevitably suffer.
In his feeling, the incarnation of Xuan Jingjun is still divided into two parts, one is the body, and the other is his dragon head. They are independent of each other~EbookFREE.me~ The murderous intent of the dragon head has always forced Lu Zhengkang. The spirit made him dare not relax, let alone release the white ape in advance, he could not throw his hand in a hurry.
Until the distance between the two of them was less than two feet, the two big swords were raised high, and the initiative was still in Jun Xuan Jing's hands. His dragon head hissed for joy, and suddenly stretched his neck, like a poisonous snake coming out of a hole, opening his mouth to face Lu Zhengkang bit.
　　The white monkey appeared!
　　Lu Zhengkang smirked, the white ape and the poisonous dragon fought in midair, while his sword fight with Xuan Jingjun continued. The distance between the two can still be said to be face-to-face, both hands firmly pinched the hilt of each other, and both feet pressed against the ground to exert force. They could not move at all, let alone raise their legs to attack. The caged sea starlight double swords quivered and shook two feet away. Lu Zhengkang used his strength to overwhelm others, but Xuan Jing Jun had his focus. As long as Lu Zhengkang's strength weakened slightly, he would be able to press the sword back immediately, presenting a tug of war.
The poisonous dragon whirled and twisted in mid-air, while the white ape slammed without a word, a fast old fist, the poisonous dragon's mouth was white and toothless, the white ape became murderous, and his strangely long arms pinched the dragon's body. Grinning, bowing his head and biting it down, sharp fangs pierced into the dragon's skin. This poisonous dragon was clearly bloody, but it had complete tissues. The white ape raised his head and grabbed a large piece of flesh.
　　 The poisonous dragon howled miserably, and suddenly retracted Xuan Jingjun's neck.
　　 Bai Yuan vacated his hand, and immediately walked around behind King Wu, squeezed a fist mark upright, and hit the incarnation.
　　
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