I Just Memorized The Plot. Did You Tell Me To Change The Script?

"ah......"

What's going on?

Xie Chun regained his composure and found that the voice just mentioned seemed like an hallucination.

In the face of a powerful enemy, Xie Chun had no chance to brush up on the branch system rewards to improve his cultivation and come back to fight.

With the current level of cultivation, the only way to break the situation is to use these two one-handed swords to fight Fang Ping using the two-sword style.

He had an idea, but why did he always hear strange moaning sounds?

Xie Chun looked around and couldn't find the source. He could only attribute it to the spiritual attack of the demon agent.

The chaotic aura in his hand poured into the Ice Spirit Sword as if it were free of charge, and a faint golden-green color appeared on the blade of the Ice Spirit Sword.

Sister Sword Spirit could not even moan at this time. Under the infusion of large amounts of chaotic spiritual energy, she felt that her body was about to melt.

Her consciousness was like a boat in the huge waves, gradually blurring under the stimulating pleasure.

Woohoo...why does he have such pure Origin Spiritual Energy...too much...

The seal like a copper wall in the Ice Spirit Sword is constantly broken under the wash of chaotic spiritual energy, and the majestic spiritual energy fills every corner of the sword body.

You can't do that over there... You have to leave at least a few layers of seals for Xiao Ci...

This can no longer be the case...

Feeling that the state of the Ice Spirit Sword in his hand was no longer changing, Xie Chun stopped injecting Chaos Spiritual Energy, and controlled the two one-handed swords with both hands to draw two sword flowers.

After the Ice Spirit Sword stopped injecting chaotic spiritual energy, it fed back a stream of pure spiritual energy. Xie Chun only felt the aura in his body rising steadily.

In just a few seconds, Xie Chun's aura was able to compete with Fang Ping who was not far away.

He glanced at the information panel.

[Cultivation: ninth level of out-of-body experience]

Xie Chun controlled the chaotic aura. The Ice Spirit Sword in his left hand was as white as snow, and the low-brow sword in his right hand that was supposed to be light cyan suddenly became as black as ink.

With the sharp blade in hand, you can punish all directions.

Xie Chun reached for the jacket on his shoulders and threw it upward——

The blood-stained coat was like a ghost flying in the air, turning into dots of black light.

Just like changing clothes with one click, Xie Chun had a brand new black coat on his body, with the hem covering his calves.

The slim-fitting shirt and trousers under the coat outline his handsome lines, making his usually gentle appearance appear a bit more fierce, as if he can create a fierce arc with a flying kick at any time.

His eyes were also more mature and cold than usual, and his brows were as sharp as swords.

This outfit was originally custom-made for him to show off at various high-end banquets, but now he looks unexpectedly like a swordsman.

"Wonderful!"

Seeing the sudden change in Xie Chun's painting style, Fang Ping put down his long sword and slowly clapped his hands: "No wonder Beelzebub keeps saying that you are the one who is qualified to be my opponent."

Xie Chun made a stance with two swords in hand, his sword intent sharp.

"Sarah, count your sins."

He lowered his body, pushed forward with a running force, and rushed towards the opponent against the pressure of Fang Ping's spiritual energy. The black sword and white sword in his hand rotated and stabbed forward, bursting out two astonishing sword energy.

The moment Xie Chun started to move, the sky above the secret realm was filled with dark clouds, thunder and lightning.

As a bolt of lightning fell, the war between the two officially began.

Fang Ping sneered: "Have you finished counting things now?"

Fang Ping suddenly turned his long sword, and with a fierce dragon-like sword energy, he went straight forward. The two sides met almost in a straight line, with pure black eyes like gods.

Xie Chun frowned slightly, stopped the sword move in his hand, crossed his black and white swords to block, and used his palms to support the ground to roll out, avoiding this head-on confrontation.

He clearly felt that when the two swords intersected with the opponent's long knife, the spiritual energy in the sword body was constantly being absorbed by the opponent.

Is this the weird thing about the other party that Song Ci mentioned before?

No wonder he got weaker and weaker as he fought before, and finally lost.

Xie Chun's swords moved forward, drawing sword energy one after another. With the blessing of the chaotic spiritual energy, the sword energy poured out like a honeycomb!

The dense sword energy covered Fang Ping's body, and he had no intention of dodging. He caught all the sword energy with his chest and smashed them into pieces like crispy beans.

"This little attack power is not enough, Xie Chun, you have to come up with a more lethal move!"

Fang Ping roared loudly, and the death-like long knife whizzed towards him. He could not see the use of spiritual energy to accelerate, and covered a distance of nearly ten meters in one step.

The sonic boom burst out along the path of his cutting, like the wings of a bomber flying across the sky, with air flowing in all directions. This knife seemed to mark out the forbidden area of ​​​​life!

However, Xie Chun had already fallen outside the penalty area—behind Fang Ping!

Fang Ping's body blocked all the strong wind of the sword and did not affect Xie Chun's position at all.

This is the maximum speed at the peak of out-of-body experience, which is more than ten times higher than before!

Xie Chun had already thought of the next countermeasures when he encountered something strange about his opponent.

Use all your aura to increase your speed, avoid direct combat, and look for the opportunity to attack from a distance.

He didn't know how to use a gun, so he never carried it with him, but explosives were different. They only needed hands.

Xie Chun threw a palm-sized white block object and used it as a throwing weapon to hit the opponent.

This thing seems to be a mixed explosive called fulminic acid or something. It will explode as long as it is subject to a little collision or friction, or comes into contact with a burning heating object. It is something that Tianjing developed last month, and is only for extraordinary people.

The white block rotated like a ninja's dart, and exploded the moment it touched Fang Ping, shooting out with fire!

It is said that this small piece is no less powerful than several kilograms of TNT explosives and is a dangerous item strictly controlled by the Countermeasures Bureau. Xie Chun relied on Huang An as a guarantee to obtain this piece.

The scorching air spread to Xie Chun's skin. Even though he had made preparations in advance to protect his body with spiritual energy, he was still shocked more than ten meters away. Fang Ping, who had been in close contact, should have no bones left.

But Fang Ping just used the long black knife to wave away the flames, and stepped out of the flames unscathed, his breath filled with burning passion and ridicule.

Am I so strong?

Xie Chun estimated that he would be severely disabled if he hit the explosives head-on. It was outrageous that Fang Ping was unscathed. Everyone was at the third level of the peak, so there was such a difference in strength?

Now I am the one with an unstable foundation. After all, relying on an external object like a sword is an evil way, or is it the cultivation level added by the system that is real.

By the way, this Devil's Agent is too supermodel, with high attack and defense speed and not slow speed. Can other people be allowed to play?

It is recommended to plan a patch and weaken it quickly!

Fang Fang sarcastically said: "With Beelzebub's presence, you can't even scratch me."

"Nirvana!"

Countless black mist surged into the sky above him like a frenzy, rolled up the explosion's fire, turned into a half-black and half-red fire dragon, rose into the sky, and then crashed down.

Xie Chun was forced to move. At least his cultivation was solid when he was escaping.

With the help of chaotic spiritual energy, his figure emerged from the surroundings of countless crimson dragons like a frame. When he reappeared, the black and white swords in his hands continued to emit sword energy.

Relying on the recoil of releasing the sword energy, Xie Chun's figure continued to retreat, the crimson light reflected on his cheeks, and the breeze blew up his broken hair.

Each of his sword energy accurately hit a dragon head. The crimson fire dragons were shattered one after another, and steaming and exploding mercury mist rolled out - the explosive he just threw contained this.

Here's the side effect. The weapons that are diffused are highly poisonous, and the user may also be infected.

But this risk is nothing in today's situation. Compared to being chopped into pieces by the opponent's knife, mercury poisoning is simply euthanasia.

The roar of the sonic boom struck again, and the white mist of mercury swept away. Fang Ping's movements were like a demon breaking through the scroll. The blade contained darkness that swept everything, falling from the sky!

Xie Chun stared at the sky, knowing that this blow was difficult to avoid. His figure blurred for an instant, and he faced it head-on, looking for the possibility of a breakthrough.

The falling sword suddenly accelerated and fell like a guillotine. The two of them passed each other like falcons catching geese!

A column of fresh blood swayed out and splashed onto the high platform.

After landing, Xie Chun staggered back, with a painful wrinkle between his brows.

A piece of rubble splashed by the explosion penetrated his abdomen head-on, and blood flowed downwards and soaked into his trousers.

The sword he just struck did dodge Fang Ping's sky-shielding slash, but the flying stones hit him accurately when the opponent's slash hit the ground.

"It looks like the game is about to end."

Fang Ping slowly approached and chuckled: "Your speed and strength are pretty good, but they are of no use to me. If your sword moves focus on defense, it might have a better effect on me."

Xie Chun stepped back simultaneously. After walking for more than ten steps, he gradually got used to the pain in his abdomen. His expression calmed down and he locked his eyes behind the opponent, anticipating the opponent's next attack.

He knew very well that even if the opponent stood still, he might not be able to break through the defense even if he hit him.

Just like his previous battle with the ice dragon in the sky, no matter how superb his fighting skills were, he just couldn't defeat it.

Thinking of this, he suddenly laughed.

Speaking of which, Huang An told him that as a person who should be robbed, he could get the first prize just by walking around in the ruins.

It turns out that the first prize is the quota to fight the boss? !

Old man, do Li Liang!

"call......"

Xie Chun pulled out the gravel from his abdomen and threw it aside. He stood up tremblingly. Under the repair of the Chaos Body, the blood flow began to ease.

Facing Fang Ping who slowly stepped forward, his tone remained calm: "You seem to be afraid that the altar here will be damaged."

This is what he observed during the battle just now.

Even if the opponent resisted the sword energy head-on or the subsequent explosives, he did not take a step to avoid it. It was obvious that the altar was very important to him.

Fang Ping paused his progress and stood still, but his tone remained contemptuous.

"This is a rare place of sacrifice that I have been planning for many years. Of course I must protect it."

He paused: "You can use this to your advantage."

After this suspicion was proved, Xie Chun also breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed that the other party's strength must be related to this altar.

If the conditions for both sides are like this, he still has some hope of victory.

The light of dawn is hidden at the end of the darkness.

The spiritual energy around Xie Chun once again exploded to the limit, marking the end of the intermission between the two and the signal for a fight to the death.

The long knife in Fang Ping's hand once again filled with death-like fury!

Xie Chun turned around and charged forward, the speed of the spiritual energy explosion increasing!

If you want to win, you need to keep accelerating, and he firmly believes in his own limit.

Target, altar!

Xie Chun's figure disappeared, like a dandelion blown by the strong wind, leaving both sound and time behind him.

Fang Ping also increased his speed to its peak, flying in mid-air. After the sound barrier was broken, sound cones flew in all directions!

Xie Chun knew that with his speed, he couldn't destroy the altar before he took action, but what he wanted was the current situation.

The moment Fang Ping drew his sword, Xie Chunguang turned around quickly.

No problem, now!

Xie Chun took out an old chessboard and threw it at the position where Fang Ping drew his sword!

If calculated in terms of playing cards, the previous Low Eyebrow Sword was the King of Spades, the Ice Spirit Sword was the Ace of Spades, and the explosive was the 2 of Spades.

So now this chessboard is the little king!

As we all know, cards are played one by one.

At this moment, it is the best time to use this little king.

His role is not to protect himself, but to trap Fang Ping!

The chessboard was cut off with one knife, and a dark blue semicircular shield surrounded Fang Ping. The subsequent slash of the knife on the shield only caused the slightest ripples, with no intention of breaking it.

Xie Chun raised his two swords and rushed toward the altar on the high platform with a meteor-like posture, like a swordsman attacking the emperor's throne.

"No!"

The moment the opponent made a move, Fang Ping sensed something was wrong. He swung his sword and prepared to break the protective barrier with one blow.

Of course, Xie Chun couldn't just stop. He slashed the altar into pieces with two blasts of sword energy. A silent explosion swept away, and he was blown away by a dozen meters.

Turning around, he saw that the defensive formation on the chessboard had been broken by Fang Ping, but the black flames in the altar spread at a blowout speed until it engulfed Fang Ping's entire body.

Even the non-combustible stone tile floor was ignited, and the black flames were like a carnival of fire elements.

The scene in front of me is like a real sacrifice, just like the witches who were tried in Europe many years ago. They were hung on the cross and finally purified by flames.

And the one being sacrificed now is Fang Ping himself.

The entire high platform was engulfed in black flames, the apocalyptic black lotus rose in the center, and the demon stood firm in the burning black flames.

Fang Pian's face was ferocious, as if he was suffering from some unspeakable pain.

Xie Chun stood up with his knees supported and looked quietly at the monstrous black flames in the distance. With the high platform around the altar as the boundary, all the temperatures were fixed in that space.

One side is the heat of hell, the other side remains as usual.

Flowers, plants and trees are not affected.

Xie Chun was sitting on the ground recovering, and looked up at the altar. Fang Ping had been burned into a human form, like a hellish evil ghost.

"It's over. After fighting such a battle, I have to go back to my hometown and get married, just to make up for my young heart."

Xie Chun sighed and moved his stiff wrists.

The next moment, the black flames on the high platform suddenly dissipated.

"Blood Demonic Well!"

"You are indeed strong, but I have the authority from the devil in hell..."

Fang Ping's voice was hoarse, and his whole person... No, he couldn't be called a human anymore.

He slowly floated in the air, with a pair of transparent thin wings behind him, his body covered with black hair, and his blood-red eyes, like a hybrid between a fly and a human.

"You think you can...kill me?"

"..."

The corners of Xie Chun's mouth twitched crazily. He finally managed to kill the boss with a mechanism.

So you still have the second stage after resurrection?