Chapter 640 Three Five-Colored Light Wheels
Similarly, Chen Jing, who was watching all this, also had a face filled with wonder.
Just like him, the former Shenxiao Nine Destroyers were no longer used by Shang Qingmei, and instead used his own techniques.
Judging from its nature, it should focus on puncture, speed, and damage.
Extreme explosion, extreme destruction, it can be said that this is a technique that is completely focused on offense.
It's quite in line with Shang Qingmei's style of taking action without saying anything.
Of course, the corresponding flaw is the lack of defense and durability.
If the Zhulong King hadn't reacted just now, the situation would have been decided.
Pity.
The Zhulong King who came to be more cautious after that might never have such an experience again.
The stinging pain from the wounds on her body could not help irritating Shang Qing's eyebrow nerves, but she remained as unwavering as a steel machine.
Looking at the big hole in Zhulong King's abdomen, a trace of disappointment flashed in her eyes.
Obviously, he also knew that there would never be such a good opportunity again.
Kungunir.
This is the temporary name given by Shang Qingmei to his self-created Kung Fu.
Just like the description of this gun in Nordic mythology, the technique she created is also fast as lightning, accurate in hitting, and powerful in killing anything.
It was precisely this that caused the Candle Dragon King to almost end.
But fortunately, it also gave him a heavy blow.
Chen Jing, who would never waste time on his opponent, took the lead and stepped on the five-color flowing light step. The sound of phoenix cries kept ringing on the blade, and along with the five-color sword light one after another, it struck directly at the Zhulong King.
Similarly, Shang Qingmei, who suppressed his own wounds with his legendary body and forcibly recovered, although his sharpness was a bit weaker than before, with the cooperation, he was like an experienced archer hiding behind Chen Jing, always ready
With his explosive posture, Zhulong King had to use three points of energy to sense his every move while fighting Chen Jing.
At this time, King Zhulong felt sincere pressure.
Not only because of Shang Qingmei's unseen horrific killing, but also because of the blessing of the realm of seeing gods, Chen Jing's elusive sword skills.
Competing in the same realm, Chen Jing has never lost to anyone all the way.
Even though Zhulongwang is actually much stronger than him.
But Chen Jing still has this belief.
Just because others can't do it, doesn't mean he can't do it.
Ten moves, twenty moves, thirty moves.
Countless afterimages were left everywhere in the arena.
At this time, the speed of both sides fighting had exceeded the speed of sound.
Often people have arrived but the sound has not yet arrived.
Although it is no longer as powerful as before, each move is more dangerous and abnormal.
Gradually, King Zhulong, who was wary of Shang Qingmei, had to focus more on Chen Jing.
Because he found that in the head-on confrontation, he was gradually suppressed by Chen Jing.
Although I am also in the state of seeing God, how can seven-cent thoughts compare with ten-cent thoughts?
What's more, Chen Jing is indeed very powerful.
It was so powerful that it even required him to use all the energy he had when fighting Meng Chen.
He also felt that adding fuel to the fire was that the edge of Shang Qingmei's spear, which had been wandering aside and had not yet taken action, became sharper and sharper.
Whether you take action or not, it is difficult to tell whether it is true or false.
In other words, whether it is true or false depends on the Zhulong King himself.
The Zhulong King himself also knew this.
Knowing that he could no longer delay, his black and white eyes suddenly moved. The sun rose and set, and the power of the years between day and night rippled out like the sound of a plucked string.
"retreat!"
Chen Jing and Shang Qingmei, who had seen the power before, immediately retreated.
At this moment, the power of time in the eyes of Zhulong King suddenly dissipated again.
Now he can't afford too much consumption.
After a false shot, the Zhulong King's left eye glowed with white light.
The incomparably hot radiance made his whole body like the sun, holy and vast.
The wound that had just been pierced by Shang Qingmei, as well as his body that was tired from fighting all the way, all returned to their peak at this moment.
Infinite brilliance spread to the entire audience.
Different from the previous darkness, which was lightless and soundless, now he was like a giant torch without any cover, the most dazzling and fiery only presence present.
"kill!"
Taking one step forward, the Zhulong King rushed towards him as fast as light.
Before anyone arrived, thousands of rays of light were like a rain of swords, shooting towards Chen Jing and Chen Jing in a dazzling way.
With the five-color light wheel standing high behind him, Chen Jing held the Tianhuang Sword in both hands and fought with the Zhulong King without giving in.
Shang Qingmei did not restrain her hands at this time.
The two-meter spear in her hand instantly seemed like an illusion. While exuding the same aura as her own, the two sides almost became one body. In a sharp sound that pierced the sky and earth, they condensed into a tiny bit of platinum edge and went straight towards her. The Zhulong King stabbed him away.
Although King Zhulong seemed to be back at his peak at this time, neither Chen Jing nor Shang Qingmei was timid at all.
No matter how powerful the technique is, it still requires sacrifice.
The Zhulong King seems to be brilliant at the moment, but how long can it last?
Once again, the battle reached an unprecedented level of intensity in an instant.
Chen Jing and Shang Qingmei exploded with all their might, trying to expedite the exhaustion of the Zhulong King.
However, King Zhulong was also very aware of this, so he complied with it and wanted to resolve the two of them as soon as possible.
The power of darkness appears again.
If you look at Zhulongwang's eyes at this time, you will find that the white pupil of his left eye is stained with a little black, and the black pupil of his right eye is also stained with a little white.
From the clear distinction between black and white, to me in you, and you in me.
This is the complete reflection of Zhulong Wang’s own martial arts and even his future direction.
It is also his current strongest state, apart from the power of time.
At this time, the entire body of the Zhulong King has turned half into light and half into darkness. The middle line of the body is a blend of light and darkness, mysterious, vast and powerful.
With the cooperation of the radiant power in his left hand and the dark power in his right hand, the pressure on Chen Jing and Shang Qingmei increased greatly.
Soon, the blood and broken bones of the two people were sprayed all over the arena.
However, even so, they still persisted.
Under the huge pressure of the Zhulong King, Shang Qingmei and the spear in his hand became more and more illusory at this time, as if he was in another time and space, and the Tao he created became more and more clear and perfect.
But the price of being so distracted was that under the former's merciless attack, Shang Qingmei's blood couldn't stop flowing from his mouth, and his muscles and bones became more and more broken.
Just as the Zhulong King struck another glorious fist, pointing at Shang Qingmei's forehead with great domineering force, he was stopped by a brilliant straight knife with flowing colors.
"Now, your opponent is only me!"
Chen Jing wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and pointed his sharp eyes at Zhulong King.
At this moment, outside the five-color light wheel that was constantly rotating behind him, another larger five-color light wheel suddenly condensed out, followed by a third one.
Under the reflection of the three five-color light wheels hanging high between heaven and earth, Chen Jing's momentum is rising step by step, like an immortal king approaching the nine heavens.
at last!
Chapter completed!