Chapter 964: Fighting the Body

The two huge spirits were competing with each other, and they seemed to be evenly matched. The flames on their giant bodies collided with each other, almost lighting up the entire sky on the top of the mountain.

Xu Mutang barely managed to muster up his strength. Seeing Foreign Minister Chen Chuan blocking the golden-armored general, he was shocked. He had heard many rumors and descriptions about this person before, and he was skeptical at the time. But now seeing it with his own eyes, he found that it was indeed not exaggerated at all, but rather a bit conservative.

If he could join the battle normally, defeating the opponent would not be a difficult task. However, the filth in his body could not be expelled for the time being, and he did not have much strength at this moment. The forced force just now made the filth on his body worse, and he could not even maintain his abnormal appearance.

But this doesn't mean that he really can't do anything.

He took out a short rod-like object from his body. It was just squirming slightly and looked like a living thing. He flicked his hand and threw it out. As soon as the object reached the air, it dispersed on its own and fell in all directions.

At the same time, he tapped the boundary token he was wearing and sent a short-distance transmission message to the boundary token carried by Chen Chuan. Even though there was no field to maintain the connection here, the spirits of the fighters could serve as a medium to transmit information.

Chen Chuan heard it immediately, glanced around quickly, and nodded slightly in response.

He then looked upward. The spiritual fire on the other side was emitted by the spirit form itself, which was at least an ability possessed by those at the Changsheng Temple realm. However, his spiritual fire was entirely provided by himself, not generated by the spirit form. Once the second self joined in, the doubled spiritual fire would be able to match the opponent's.

However, he could feel that the opponent's fighting ability did not match the level it should have, and it seemed that most of his strength could not be exerted. If the energy in his body was a pool of lake water, then now it was only the surface layer that was stirred.

But if it is really the spirit of Emperor Ying that occupies the body, then it is not a strange thing. Judging from the situation, Yuwen Yuanqi should be cultivating the human form, and the human form lies in the simultaneous cultivation of body and spirit. Now that the spirit is missing, it is not as simple as missing half, but it is equivalent to a severe cut to the foundation. It would be good if only 20% to 30% of the original strength can remain.

In that case, there will be a fight.

After changing his mind, he did not cling to the struggle between the spirits. With a move of his hand, the Snow King Sword that had just been inserted aside flew out of its sheath. After grasping it, he kicked off and rushed towards Yuwen Yuanqi's body.

After the golden-armored general above noticed it, he stopped exerting force forward and instead pushed hard, causing both sides to retreat a little. Then he took out a dagger from his waist and stabbed it downwards, but Chen Chuan, the spiritual figure, twisted his body and swung the long mace in his hand outwards in time. The top of the mace just deflected the falling dagger, and the two sides collided with each other, making a deafening sound.

Chen Chuan had already rushed to the front at this moment. Yuwen Yuanqi put down his long hammer flat, with the hammer head pointing forward, and took a standard fighting stance. Above, the maces and hammers of the two spiritual beings collided with each other again. At this moment, Chen Chuan's spiritual being suddenly used a clever force, and the long mace sank down, then circled it, and exerted force outward, which immediately swung the opponent's giant hammer away a little. At the same time, he raised his wrist, aimed the mace handle at the top of Yuwen Yuanqi's head below, and poked there.

After feeling it, Yuwen Yuanqi had no choice but to pull back the long hammer that was about to be thrown out and block it with the horizontal bar. With a bang, the huge impact force from the mace handle caused his body to sink down.

How could Chen Chuan miss this opportunity? He drew an arc with the Xuejun Sword and slashed down, directly hitting the visor. The highly condensed spiritual fire on the blade instantly tore apart the golden flames on the opposite side, and after breaking the visor, it chopped into the head. However, as the blade went deeper, it felt a stiff resistance.

At this time, the huge spiritual image above Yuwen Yuanqi suddenly swung its hammer back and hit him. He knew he could not continue, so he withdrew his sword and took a step back. With a bang, the hammer head slammed heavily on the ground in front of him, and a huge hole was blown there. However, a long mace from the opposite side hit the waist of the spiritual image, and a huge amount of spiritual fire splashed everywhere, like stars scattered around. The spiritual image was shaken a few times by the hit, but he pushed the long hammer in his hand outward with all his strength, and swung it several times in succession to force away the opponent's subsequent attacks. He took a few steps back and then stabilized himself.

And below, after Chen Chuan dodged the attack just now, he did not rush forward again. Instead, he took a look at the golden mask and armor opposite him, and judged that this was probably also a piece of armor used to carry the alienated organization.

Ordinary mutant weapons cannot cut through it at all. It was only because the Snow Lord Sword was upgraded several times that it was able to cause that kind of damage. Otherwise, it might not even leave a mark. If I go forward to attack again, I need to take this into consideration.

Because Yuwen Yuanqi was cut by him, strands of platinum light could be seen emerging from the knife marks on his armor and helmet, but after a while, they were suppressed by the continuous golden light. At the same time, the aura on his body became heavier and heavier, and strands of golden light spread outward.

Chen Chuan immediately realized that the other party might have used some method to squeeze out some of the power in this body.

In that case...

He took a deep breath, and his breath suddenly became hot. In an instant, his whole body, including his entire spiritual form, seemed to have become a huge furnace. As the heat wave dissipated, even the air seemed to be distorted, and billowing white clouds rose up along the spiritual form.

After staring at each other for a moment, both sides stepped forward at the same time to face each other. The golden-armored general above took the lead and smashed the long hammer in his hand towards Chen Chuan's body. He raised his knife and blocked it with a clang, but his body sank. The spiritual image above him swung a mace and hit the golden-armored general's shoulder, making him lean to the side, and the golden flames on it shook.

Yuwen Yuanqi below took advantage of Chen Chuan's pause and swung his hammer. The latter countered with his sword, but because he didn't have enough strength, he was inevitably shocked and stepped back.

Yuwen Yuanqi wanted to come up, but the sky above suddenly darkened. Chen Chuan's spirit pressed down on him with one hand. He had no choice but to slow down his steps and raised the hammer with both hands. With a bang, he was pressed to the ground.

The golden-armored general above swung his long hammer in a circle and swept it across the ground. Chen Chuan raised his knife to block it, and with a bang, the powerful force made him retreat far away. A ditch was plowed into the ground by his feet. In the process, a short spear flew from nowhere and headed straight for his face.

Chen Chuan's eyes flashed, and he swung his sword, knocking it away. After the thing turned a few circles, it flew backwards and disappeared into the spirit image opposite.

Yuwen Yuanqi was about to go forward to chase, but before he could move, he suddenly turned around and swung his hammer, and with a clang, something was knocked away. Only then did he see that it was a cone-shaped object. The object hummed and returned to Chen Chuan's side, floating to the side.

Until this moment, the airflow that had been displaced during the fierce battle just now dispersed with a sharp whistle, forming almost visible ripples. The gravel and rubble on the ground were blown away, and the palace buildings near and far creaked under the impact of the force.

Chen Chuan stared at the opposite side and joined the battle of the spirits. The battle suddenly became complicated and required more consideration. Both the perspective and thinking required a broader perspective, which was simply a step up in dimension.

If possible, he would like to have a good fight with the opponent, but the opponent has endless physical strength and majestic spiritual fire, and the power is gradually being tapped out, so the battle must not be dragged out and must be resolved as quickly as possible.

He slightly turned sideways, slowly raised the long sword with both hands, and placed it diagonally in front of him, staring at the opposite side, while the spirit above raised the long mace high, horizontally above his head, and poured it down from above. The platinum-colored flames seemed to be mixed into one, and wisps of white steam floated straight up, and when they reached the sky, they looked like steaming clouds.

Yuwen Yuanqi looked at him for a moment behind his mask, swung his long hammer, stepped forward, and with a flash of golden light, he had already broken through the air. When he reached the front, the sword and hammer collided again. After just a few hits, as they got closer to each other, both the spiritual image above and the real body below, the weapons on both sides were pressed against each other. It seemed that both sides wanted to suppress the opponent with force, but for a while, no one succeeded.

At this moment, long ropes suddenly rose from the ground, passed through Yuwen Yuanqi's armpits, knees, waist, hips and other places, and were suddenly tightened.

It can be seen that one end of these long ropes is held in Xu Mutang's hand, and there is a faint spiritual light flickering on it, but no matter how weak it is, it has a momentary obstructive effect.

Chen Chuan was well prepared, so he immediately pulled back the Snow King Sword and slashed it downwards. At the same time, a force field emanated from Ling Xiang and his body, falling towards the opposing shield. This froze the golden-armored general, who was unable to provide assistance to the original body below.

Although this restraining force only lasts for a moment, it creates a perfect opportunity for battle in the fierce battle.

Yuwen Yuanqi looked at the long sword slashing towards him, but he had no way to dodge it. At this moment, a strange light flashed in his eyes, causing the sword to deviate slightly and not perfectly follow the original cut.

However, Chen Chuan had accumulated sufficient strength for this attack, and with the help of the Heaven and Earth Furnace Breathing Technique, this strike was several times more powerful than the last time. It directly cut through the visor and helmet, and penetrated deep into them, almost splitting Yuwen Yuanqi's head in half. With a click, the golden helmet and visor shattered and fell to the ground.

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(End of this chapter)