Stop In The Deep Sea

Ice cold...

malaise......

Ice crystals began to condense in the air, and the overwhelming murderous intent almost solidified.

Jing Le suddenly felt that his whole body was enveloped by an indescribable depression, and the silver cross in his hand began to become frosty.

Since she has always been used as a backup force by the Mimic Alliance, she has previously used mimics as training opponents and has no experience in fighting high-level ancient warriors.

Both of them were struggling in each other's "field", but in comparison, Wang Xin felt a little better.

To a certain extent, the [Extremely Heavy Field] is a physical negative effect, while the overwhelming murderous intention is a mental pressure.

No matter which sect an ancient warrior is from, his body has been tempered many times before he can carry spiritual energy, which is also a prerequisite for casting powerful secret techniques.

Jing Le spat out a mouthful of blood. The mental pressure was like falling into an ice cave, causing her internal organs to suffer varying degrees of damage. She immediately withdrew all the elastic mithril and concentrated it on the affected parts of her body and head. The body, while repairing the injury, resists the opponent's mental attack.

Wang Xin was also extremely uncomfortable. Although he pretended to be relaxed on the surface, he was actually attracted to the ground by the huge gravity and could not move.

"I admit, I underestimated you." Jing Le said, resisting the stinging pain in his head.

Under the stalemate between the two forces, no one benefited. Jing Le knew very well that an external force must intervene at this time before the balance would be broken.

But there are no minions of the Mimic Alliance around here, and it is on a dark and deserted street corner. It is almost impossible to borrow external help.

But even in this situation, she still had an almost crazy smile on her face.

It seemed that the stronger the enemy, the more excited she became.

After thinking about it, she made a bold decision.

"I really want to taste what you taste like." Jing Le's expression became more and more ferocious and terrifying.

After saying that, she walked towards Wang Xin.

Wang Xin couldn't help but shudder, the other party could still move!

He knew better than anyone how powerful the spiritual attack of the seventy-two stone characters was. When he obtained the killing stone carving in the Half Moon Cave, if it had not been for the help of the bronze tiles, he might have died.

Even Ge Yuanchun's Liao Realm strength did not dare to easily confront him, so how could Jing Le not be affected?

"No, it's not that he is not affected, but he is holding back the mental pressure!" Wang Xin made such a guess based on the subtle changes in the opponent's facial muscles.

How much perseverance and self-control does this require? !

At this time, Jing Le was already in front of her. She suddenly fell to the ground, supported her body with both hands, and began to twist rhythmically.

The range of movements is extremely exaggerated, like a dance performed by some mysterious clan during sacrifices, but each move is mixed with a strange offensive.

"Is this...Bano war dance?!"

Wang Xin has been in the ancient martial arts world for several years and immediately recognized the opponent's momentum.

Sure enough, the next moment, Jing Le raised his right foot and suddenly kicked Wang Xin in the temple.

"Whoosh——"

It is easy to see from her movements that she has definitely received systematic training, her angles are very tricky, and she specializes in picking out the enemy's weak spots.

This is the characteristic of the Bano war dance, with wide opening and closing, and mysterious movements.

This attack technique, also known as Capoeira, originated among the African immigrants in Bano in the 16th century. It is a unique dance between art and martial arts.

It can occupy a place among many combat skills, and it is inseparable from its unique practice method, which incorporates a large number of roundhouse kicks, side flips, handstands and other actions, and is considered to have extremely strong combat uses.

Wang Xin took a deep breath, ran the "Great Heaven Sutra" with all his strength, dispersed some of his true energy to fight against the gravity under his feet, and then raised his arms to resist.

Most of the mimics encountered before were ordinary people with very limited basic attack power, which meant that even after transplanting elastic mithril, the overall combat power would not increase much.

For example, Lao Scar, he was just a gangster on land. Even if he was better at fighting than ordinary people, in the end it was just a street fight.

But Jing Le is different. He already possesses powerful fighting skills. After obtaining elastic mithril, he becomes even more powerful. Both his agility and range of movements have made a qualitative leap.

Wang Xin did not dare to underestimate the opponent. While increasing his spiritual attacks, he continued to use his true energy to fight with Jing Le.

"cut!"

In melee combat, although the Six Paths Buddha's Hand is powerful, it consumes a lot of energy and is obviously not the optimal solution.

In his sea of ​​consciousness, the seventy-two stone characters were exerting mental pressure. He was unable to combine them with the bronze tiles to form an earthly evil pattern to absorb the surrounding spiritual energy for his use.

So Wang Xin immediately changed his tactics, adjusted his body's zhenqi circuit, and used his Tai Chi Sanshou technique passed down by Ge Yuanchun.

This technique is quite wonderful. In terms of attack power, it may not be the best among the ancient martial arts that are currently circulating, but its defensive power has an astonishing effect.

The Tai Chi lineage emphasizes the perfect combination of Yin and Yang, and Sanshou is compatible with footwork and palm techniques, and can be combined with most moves in the world to form an offensive and defensive trend.

With the movement of his hands, the dust on the ground continued to flow, as if pulled by some mysterious force, forming a looming yin-yang fish in mid-air.

Each palm followed the trend and used force to strike. Although the movement was very slow, it just blocked the opponent's attack without any unnecessary moves.

"It's great that the ancient martial arts lineage has such a strong opponent!"

When Jing Le saw Wang Xin changing his moves, he showed no fear at all. Instead, his movements became more ferocious.

The sequence mimicry [Extremely Heavy Domain] continued to exert pressure under her control, and the gravity of the earth soared to more than a hundred times.

She licked her scarlet lips, like a lioness staring at a deer cub, her brows filled with excitement.

Obviously, the prey in front of her made her very satisfied.

Before they knew it, the two had fought for hundreds of rounds.

At this time, many mimics nearby had heard the news and came over, and the streets that had just been empty suddenly became lively.

Needless to say, this is all a strategy of the Mimicry Alliance, and it can be said that they have taken great pains to deal with themselves.

Wang Xin didn't dare to fight, and wanted to find an opportunity to deliver a fatal blow to the opponent, but Bano's war dance was too subtle, with a very low center of gravity. While attacking, the defense was also quickly formed, giving him no chance at all.

At this time, a black shadow flashed in the sky.

Wang Xin was shocked. He had already used his peripheral vision to see clearly who was coming.

"Cheng Ye?!"

The figure was extremely huge, half a meter taller than an ordinary person. There were two shining metal horns on the top of its head. The elastic mithril covered nearly half of the organs, and the waist was covered by a cloud of blood mist.

Who else is Cheng Ye, who is not known as the "Lonely Nightmare"?

At this time, Wang Xin's heart had sunk to the bottom. With his current strength at the peak of the Flame Realm, it was okay to face one sequence mimic, but if he encountered two at the same time, he would be in danger.