Chapter 979: Here to Break the Undercurrent
Seeing Chen Chuanwang coming over, Takoda and the other two realized that their situation here was exposed. They all showed extremely vigilant expressions, and subconsciously dispersed and looked around.
According to their understanding, since someone took the initiative to find them, it means that the original plan has been exposed, and the encirclers should have made arrangements. So there may be more than one person coming, and there may be more enemies lurking around.
While searching, Ian suddenly looked up and saw Chao Ming circling and flying there.
He opened his hand and grabbed a stone from the air. When it fell into his palm, a light flashed slightly. Then he raised his hand and pointed upwards. However, just when he was about to push the stone out, Takoda signaled him to stop.
He didn't act rashly, and with this delay, Chao Ming had already flown farther. He looked around again and asked cautiously, "Mr. Semper, is there any problem?"
Takoda said earnestly in fluent Federal English: "All things have spirits. If it's not for hunting for food, there's no need to kill them at will."
Ian looked at him in surprise. He found such words, given the circumstances, somewhat puzzling. However, the situation for fighters was complex, as bondage existed. Everyone was bound by oaths, and sometimes what you considered natural was taboo for others.
Considering that they still needed to fight together, he didn't want to cause internal conflicts and didn't insist. However, he reminded them in the Federal language with a Volo Peninsula accent:
"That might be a combat creature deployed by the other side."
Takoda said, "I know, but it's not a threat to us yet. There's no need to waste energy."
He stared intently at the figure approaching from the opposite side. "There's no one else around except him. He's no ordinary person. Let's focus our attention on him."
At this moment, Chen Chuan was walking towards them step by step, holding the Xuejun Knife. He walked neither fast nor slow. The night sea breeze blew, lifting his coat and making his red scarf flutter. There was only a red mark between his eyebrows on the jade mask he wore.
With every step he took, a precise ripple appeared on the sea surface, which continued to spread outward after he passed, forming a long trail.
At first, the three people opposite didn't think anything of it, but as he got closer, they felt a strong sense of oppression, and their muscles tensed up unconsciously.
It wasn't the opponent emitting a field or something like that, but the opponent's pace, the rhythm of the body, and the confidence and composure that had been tempered through countless life-and-death battles. When everything was combined, it gave them a very intuitive message.
It just so happened that these three people were all experienced in combat, so they could sense the danger of the people coming from the opposite side. For a moment, they felt like they were facing a great enemy and responded accordingly.
Fengjian Yinghu quickly grabbed the hilt of the long sword and let one end drag on the ground. Then, a light blue spiritual fire was released from his body. The flames were so vague and ethereal that they could not be seen even at night without careful observation.
Originally, he was just on guard and concentrating, but as Chen Chuan approached, he felt a growing sense of danger. In order to resist this pressure, he had no choice but to guide the external form. With a change of mind, his body transformed and instantly grew to a height of seven or eight meters.
At this moment, he had curved ghost horns growing on his head, his face was ferocious, as if he was wearing a ghost mask, his eyes emitted a captivating cold light, and the alienated tissue emerging from his body was outlined into a set of armor of a foreign warrior, and the originally narrow and long blade had now become just right in his hand.
This is the "Xutian Ghost". In foreign legends, strong and evil people are unwilling to go to the underworld after death, and will continue to wreak havoc on the human world. The Xutian Ghost is a ghost sent by the Zen temple, specifically responsible for searching for and devouring these wandering evil spirits.
On the other side, Ian first crossed his arms, then slowly pushed forward with one palm, forming a vertical hand knife, and pushed the other hand at the bend of his forearm. His feet were slightly apart, his knees were bent, and his center of gravity was pressed down.
His expression suddenly became extremely solemn, and this posture had a very strong sense of religious ritual. When he did this, a huge transparent human figure vaguely appeared behind him, but it was not him, but a Zen master who was holding some kind of hand seal and with his eyes lowered.
The new Chanliu is an inheritance from Huining Temple, a branch of Zen Buddhism. Even though it has long been an independent branch, it still carries some traces of the old religion. The spiritual image behind it has formed the shape of great Zen, and wisps of orange-red flames float up.
Takoda didn't make any special moves. He simply took off his hat, knelt down, and said a prayer. Then he stood up again, reached behind his waist, and took out two battle axes. After turning them around in his hands, he held them in his palms.
The waves were surging on the sea, and in just a moment, Chen Chuan had already stepped onto the shore. He did not stop, but continued to walk towards the three people in his original posture, without even changing his pace during the process.
This gesture made the three of them feel alarmed. When he stepped into the safe distance of the three without any scruples, Ian, who was standing in the front, took the first step.
He shouted loudly, standing still with an even more pious expression on his face, while the spirit outside his body suddenly leaned forward, and in an instant a huge palm pressed down towards the front.
At this moment, the originally illusory palm became as dense and warm as jade, the lines on it became clearly visible, and wisps of light golden flames floated from the edge of the palm.
Chen Chuan looked up at the sky. He did not dodge, nor did he use the Xuejun Sword in his hand. Instead, he punched the opponent in the face. As he made this move, a ball of platinum light instantly hit the huge palm.
In the pitch-black night, the light from the collision between the two sides instantly illuminated the area.
Ian put a lot of force into this punch. One advantage of the outer form is that even if it is slightly damaged, there is no need to worry about endangering the main body, and the attack power is higher than the main body, so he can usually attack with confidence.
If the opponent makes a mistake in responding, then he will follow up with a subsequent attack. If the opponent's strength is beyond imagination, I believe the two people behind him will not turn a blind eye, because their interests are now the same.
However, the moment his fists touched, he found something wrong. The spiritual fire on his palms was quickly melted and disintegrated. Generally speaking, the opponent's spiritual fire could only reach this level if it was extremely solid and powerful, or even a whole level higher than his.
He didn't have time to delve into the situation, and immediately prepared himself to face the onslaught. Sure enough, as the spiritual fire on his palm was completely consumed, a powerful force suddenly rushed up.
His outer arm became ethereal under this impact, and it seemed that it would break apart and collapse in the next moment. However, as the other spiritual fires on the outer arm flowed and replenished, circles of defense chains were formed, which continuously offset and dissolved the power within.
The new entanglement style pays great attention to the changes in weight before and after, and emphasizes layer-by-layer defense and survival at every joint. Breaking one place does not mean breaking everywhere. If it is just a simple force impact, even if the opponent's strength is several times that of his, he has a way to deal with it.
But before this powerful force completely dissipated, another force rushed up, more violent than the previous one.
"Second stage strength..."
Ian's expression remained unchanged. As an experienced fighter, he had studied all kinds of strength and had ways to deal with all possible forces. He formed a strange hand seal with his body, and the incoming force was actually pulled by a strange force and spread throughout the body of the spirit. At the same time, the subsequent spiritual fire continued to surge up to resist the opponent's attack.
But at this time, another force rushed in, and it was stronger than before.
His eyes widened. Three levels of power? No! This is... more?!
At this moment, he only felt that waves of power were continuously pouring into his body from the opposite side, and the spiritual fire was like the mighty waves on the seashore, surging up one after another.
What Chen Chuan was using at this moment was exactly the same technique that Tarrou had used at the beginning, except that the latter used stick techniques to connect the two levels of power to form a continuous force, while he was now using the power of the Great Sky to connect them, and also exerted a similar force, but even more powerful.
But what appears to the outside world is a real punch!
In an instant, the spiritual fire on Ian Zen's body quickly weakened. First, a few cracks appeared on the palm of his hand that touched his fist, and then this trend spread upward along his arm. The huge body also produced a sense of uncertainty. Finally, as if it could no longer bear it, it expanded outward for a moment, and suddenly collapsed with a bang, and dissipated into scattered mist.
The shattering of the outer form was also a blow to Ian's true body, because the outer form was also a part of himself. In addition, a large amount of spiritual fire was melted away, and he couldn't help but stagnate for a short time.
Then, the reflection of Chen Chuan suddenly appeared in his eyes. The man had already rushed to him, with his five fingers clenched into a fist, which was emitting a surging platinum flame, and was now attacking him.
However, his body was stiff for a moment and he was unable to move. Even if he tried his best to mobilize the spiritual fire, it was too late because there was simply no time.
When Chen Chuan rushed forward, he did not use any skills. What mattered was speed, the grasp of the opportunity, and the clear judgment of the situation.
However, just as the punch was about to hit Ian's face, a flash of knife light appeared from the side and suddenly slashed towards him!
However, Chen Chuan had no intention of changing his attack. Just when the knife was about to hit him, the red scarf on his neck fluttered. Suddenly, a woman in red with a veil emerged from mid-air, holding a goose-feather knife with a red light in her hand, which intercepted the knife light coming from the opposite side!
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(End of this chapter)
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