Chapter 450: Mutual Calculation
There was a loud thunder.
A solemn and murderous atmosphere.
Everyone saw an extremely bright and dazzling light colliding with a thick black smoke.
Boom! The terrifying energy vented out, and the two figures dispersed at the touch.
Zuo Xuan stood there without moving, but Chu Ning retreated dozens of feet with blood at the corner of his mouth.
Wow! There was an uproar at the scene.
No one expected that Chu Ning would be at a disadvantage in the first confrontation and even get injured.
"In fact, this is normal. The gap between the middle and late stages of the Spiritual Transformation is just like this. It's just that because it's Senior Chu, we have the illusion that Senior Chu can withstand the opponent's attack."
Among the crowd, a rational monk slowly spoke.
A person in the middle stage of the Spiritual Transformation challenged by a person in the late stage of the Spiritual Transformation was in itself an act of suicide.
Not to mention being injured by one blow, even losing one's life is normal.
"Your words make sense. I am shocked because Senior Chu's previous battle records are too amazing. He was able to create miracles every time. But miracles are miracles because they are difficult to replicate."
Chu Ning looked down at the crack on the Qingshan Armor on his chest and was a little surprised. With the Qingshan Armor possessing his body, his physical strength was far beyond that of ordinary cultivators. As the soul realm mainly cultivates the soul, it stands to reason that his physical strength would definitely not be too strong.
But this time, in a purely physical collision, he was actually at a disadvantage.
This Zuo Xuan also practiced the art of physical body.
It's not that he hadn't thought about using the Dongming Treasure Mirror, but the Dongming Treasure Mirror would not reveal the other person's secrets when facing someone who is stronger than him, and the other person would also notice that his secrets were being spied on, which would arouse their suspicion.
"Don't think that only your Shan Sect has physical magical powers. I also have physical magical powers in my Soul Realm, and my body is bathed in the blood of the Undead Rock Elephant. Even the ancient cultivators who specialized in physical cultivation would have no advantage over me."
Zuo Xuan sneered, and many of the Jindan cultivators around him had expressions of shock on their faces when they heard Zuo Xuan’s words.
"The Immortal Rock Elephants are a special group in the elephant family. They are extremely rare. Every one of them has a defense that is not weaker than the Golden Core Realm from the moment it is born. Once they reach adulthood, it is almost impossible to break their defenses below the Spiritualization Realm. However, because their racial defense is too amazing and their numbers are extremely rare, and because the blood of the Immortal Rock Elephants can enhance the physical defense of cultivators, many powerful people will capture the Immortal Rock Elephants, causing them to be almost extinct. They have not been seen in the past few thousand years."
The word "immortal" refers to its amazing defensive power.
A cultivator began to explain the origin of the Undead Rock Elephant. Zuo Xuan shouted loudly, and a yellow halo appeared on his body. Within the halo, there was a layer of rock-like armor covering his entire body. Behind him, there was a faint roar of a giant elephant.
"Just rely on external things!"
The Qingshan Armor on Chu Ning's body appeared again, and his body turned into a rainbow light. A mountain appeared behind him and smashed straight towards Zuo Xuan.
"You are overestimating yourself!"
Zuo Xuan sneered, and shot out again, colliding with Chu Ning.
Boom! The two collided several times in a row, and the energy released was like thunder. The onlookers were terrified. If any of the two hit them, they would probably die.
"Okay, I'll play with you till here."
The two men separated, and Chu Ning's clothes had many holes and blood was flowing.
On the other hand, Zuo Xuan's clothes were intact.
Zuo Xuan took the initiative to end the physical collision because he didn't want to tease Chu Ning any more and he wanted to get rid of Chu Ning.
"Ten Thousand Ghosts Devour!"
Zuo Xuan's eyes turned into an eerie blood red color. He pointed and nodded, and the heaven and earth changed their expressions. Above the sky, blood clouds covered it.
In the blood cloud, souls flew out one after another, each soul screaming miserably. As Zuo Xuan pointed his finger, they rushed towards Chu Ning to bite him.
Looking at the ghosts with hideous and distorted faces rushing towards him, Chu Ning raised his right hand and countless flying swords flew out from the storage bag, heading towards the ghosts.
"Humph, my ghost is immortal, can your flying sword do the same?"
Zuo Xuan sneered continuously. Although the ghosts were killed by the flying swords, they re-condensed the next moment. On the contrary, these flying swords were contaminated by the bodies of ghosts, and they lost their spirituality and stagnated in the air.
Tens of thousands of flying swords stopped in the air almost instantly, and these ghosts reunited again and rushed towards Chu Ning.
Swoosh! Chu Ning's expression remained unchanged as another batch of flying swords shot out.
Ghosts are immortal because the damage they have done is not enough. There is no such thing as immortal in the world.
If one sword doesn’t work, then use two.
Zuo Xuan looked at Chu Ning with disdain, but when the third, fourth, fifth, and sixth batches of flying swords continued to fly out of Chu Ning's storage bag, the smile on his face froze.
The cultivators watching the scene also exclaimed every time a batch of flying swords flew out of Chu Ning's storage bag.
One hundred thousand, one hundred and twenty thousand, one hundred and fourteen thousand...
The further back you go, the louder the exclamations become.
"Dead, these ghosts are dead."
"What kind of look is that? As early as when Fellow Daoist Chu sacrificed the sixth batch of flying swords, some ghosts had already fallen."
"Immortality, this is a slap in the face."
Zuo Xuan was indeed slapped in the face, because he did not expect that Chu Ning had so many flying swords.
It was rumored that Chu Ning had 100,000 flying swords, and he estimated that Chu Ning had 120,000 flying swords, but now Chu Ning has already sacrificed 180,000 flying swords.
This number far exceeded his expectations.
The ghosts he refined were not truly immortal, but existed because of resentment. As long as the resentment did not disappear, the ghosts would continue to regroup.
In order to refine these tens of thousands of resentful ghosts, he made careful plans for hundreds of years and created a bloody tragedy in a lower realm, causing these ghosts to be filled with resentment before they died.
"return!"
Seeing the number of resentful ghosts decreasing, a trace of heartache flashed in Zuo Xuan's eyes. He waved his hand, and the only remaining 3,000 ghosts flew towards the blood cloud in the sky.
"It's too late to leave now."
Chu Ning's eyes flashed, and he slapped his storage bag, and twenty flying swords flew out.
Twenty Yuanqi-level flying swords, with sword power gathered together, swept towards these ghosts like a tornado.
Boom! Countless resentful ghosts were swept away by the sword intent, and only a few escaped back to the blood cloud.
"Chun Ning, I want you to die!"
Zuo Xuan's eyes were red. His hundred years of hard work had been destroyed by Chu Ning. He would tear Chu Ning into pieces.
"Yellow Spring Slash!"
Zuo Xuan formed seals with his hands frantically, and a black vortex appeared in the void. Breaths that seemed to come from the underworld continued to pour out of the vortex.
Swoosh! This knife, coming from the netherworld, carried the breath of death, slashed out from the vortex, a thousand feet long, slashing towards Chu Ning.
Boom! The Qingshan Armor on Chu Ning's body was stacked to the highest level, and at the same time, the Dieshan Seal was instantly performed, and a mountain peak smashed towards the knife light.
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The knife light fell on the mountain peak, and the mountain peak was split in half in an instant. Chu Ning retreated quickly, but was still swept by the knife light.
Puff! A mouthful of blood spurted out, and the Qingshan armor on Chu Ning's body completely dissipated, and his figure flew backwards a hundred feet.
"Chun Ning!"
Tang Ruowei's eyes narrowed, and she was about to help, but was stopped by an invisible force.
"Don't worry, little one."
Hearing the voice of the Holy Master, the anxiety in Tang Ruowei's eyes lessened a little. Since the Holy Master told her so, it meant that Chu Ning was still safe for the time being and his life was not in danger.
Pah! Chu Ning, who had crashed into the boulder, walked out covered in dust, wiped off the dust from his face, and looked towards Zuo Xuan.
As expected of him being in the late stage of Spirit Transformation, the gap is indeed quite big.
He knew very well that Zuo Xuan did not use his strongest magical power because he was afraid that the Saint Master and others would take action.
If Zuo Xuan wanted to kill himself, the most foolproof way would be to consume his own strength, and then choose close combat and give himself a thundering blow.
If he directly uses his most powerful magical power, the Saint Masters and others may judge that they cannot handle it and might try to stop him. This is what Zuo Xuan is worried about.
"You are quite tenacious, but I don't know how long you can hold on."
Zuo Xuan’s figure flashed and he rushed directly towards Chu Ning.
"really!"
Chu Ning whispered in his heart that Zuo Xuan’s judgment was the same as his, and what was coming next was Zuo Xuan’s real killer move.
"Dishan Seal!"
With a roar, a mountain appeared above Chu Ning's head again, and the moment the mountain locked onto Zuo Xuan, Zuo Xuan's figure also appeared in front of Chu Ning.
Boom! The mountain fell down, but Chu Ning saw a hint of mockery on Zuo Xuan's face.
At the same time, Zuo Xuan's figure appeared again on Chu Ning's left and right and behind him.
Three Zuo Xuans appeared at the same time, each with exactly the same aura, and each holding a different weapon and slashing towards Chu Ning.
In a flash, Chu Ning couldn't tell which one was the real Zuo Xuan, so he directly chose the left one.
The mountain fell down, and Zuo Xuan on the left turned into black smoke and disappeared on the spot. At the same time, above Chu Ning's head, a black sword chopped down and hit Chu Ning.
Chu Ning's body was instantly split in half.
This scene shocked everyone.
An expression of ecstasy appeared on Zuo Xuan's face, and he made a strange hand seal with his right hand, but the next moment he discovered something was wrong, he could not sense Chu Ning's soul.
Chu Ning is not dead!
"It's really a killer move."
His body was split in half, but the next moment Chu Ning's figure was reassembled.
When he fought with Qian Zhen, the substitute talisman given by the sect leader came in handy at this moment and helped him block the fatal blow.
"So there are substitute talismans. I want to see how many you have!"
He didn't believe that Chu Ning had a high-level talisman like a substitute talisman that could withstand a fatal blow. If he could kill Chu Ning once, he could kill him a second time.
"I have lost my substitute amulet, but you will never have another chance."
Chu Ning had a smile on his lips. While Zuo Xuan was plotting against him, he was also plotting against Zuo Xuan.
If Zuo Xuan wanted to catch the enemy by surprise in close combat, he had to get close, and this would give himself an opportunity.
An opportunity to use the Art of Withering Time.
"bluff!"
There was contempt on Zuo Xuan's face, but he was alert in his heart.
"Time goes back!"
Chu Ning whispered, and as soon as his words fell, a strange energy spread out in all directions with him as the center.
In the void, Qin Canghai and the other two from Jiuxiao Holy Land who were watching the battle, all showed shock in their eyes at this moment.
(End of this chapter)