Chapter 1293: Battle with the Immortal
Zhou Wen's Nixin Sword Technique is free and unconstrained, and is not restricted to any one artistic conception. Even if he wields it casually, others will not be able to recognize it.
At this time, the sword intent used by Zhou Wen was like a rolling river. After one sword thrust out, the following sword styles were endless. In addition, the spatial power of the singularity universe locked the immortal's space distortion, making it ineffective. The immortal could only fight Zhou Wen head-on.
Xian's movements were also extremely subtle. A seemingly casual movement seemed to contain many unexpected wonders, which prevented Zhou Wen from touching or hurting him.
The sword pierced the air again, and Zhou Wen had an idea, and threw the Emperor Sword in his hand out.
Xian dodged the sword, and his body was already in a position that was difficult to avoid. Seeing the Emperor's Sword coming suddenly, he had no time to dodge and could only reach out and slap the Emperor's Sword.
Just as Xian's palm was about to hit the sword of the Emperor's Sword, the Emperor's Sword suddenly turned into Zhou Wen. Zhou Wen met Xian's palm with one palm, and the other hand turned into a fist and hit his waist.
Bang! Bang!
Zhou Wen's palm collided with Xian's palm, and his fist was blocked by Xian's other hand, making a dull sound.
Zhou Wen only felt that his fists and palms were like hitting tough, soft and elastic rubber, and the force was absorbed very seriously.
After a closer look, Zhou Wen discovered that his palm and fist did not actually touch Xian's body. The halo on his body, like a divine protection, blocked the force of Zhou Wen's fist, like a spring, completely removing the powerful fist.
Zhou Wen's hands moved non-stop, turning into a violent storm, bombarding the immortal's body continuously.
Although the circles of light on Xian's body could withstand Zhou Wen's punches, Xian still blocked Zhou Wen's moves and did not relax his vigilance.
Bang!
Zhou Wen only attacked and did not defend, bombarding madly all the way, like hitting a sandbag, pouring all his strength into the immortal.
To ordinary people, it seemed as if Zhou Wen had the upper hand, forcing Xian to retreat again and again, and they all exclaimed that the King of Picking Up Leaks was so powerful and awesome.
However, the real masters among humans were all confused. Although Zhou Wen's attack was fierce, because he abandoned defense and only focused on attacking, there were too many flaws on his body.
Moreover, Zhou Wen could not really break through the immortal's defense. As long as the immortal ignored Zhou Wen's attack and directly seized his flaws to counterattack, Zhou Wen would definitely be in great trouble.
But Xian did not fight back, he just continued to defend, defending tightly.
"What are these two people doing? One is attacking desperately, and the other is defending desperately." Xia Xinyue looked at Xia Liuchuan and asked with some confusion.
She also felt that the King of Bargain Hunters was in a very bad situation, but for some reason, Xian did not fight back.
Xia Liuchuan said, "Xian's counterattack was based on the fact that the Picking Up Losses King couldn't break his defenses. However, the Picking Up Losses King deliberately exposed the weakness to Xian, as if telling him, come on, come and fight me! If you come and fight me, I have a hidden skill that can break your defenses. This actually made Xian afraid to act rashly."
"Can the King of Bargain Hunters break the immortal's defense?" Xia Xinyue asked.
"Who knows? Maybe he can, or maybe I'm just trying to bluff him. I'm afraid no one knows except the bargain hunter himself." Xia Liuchuan said, spreading his hands.
Both of them were very patient. Xian Zhenzhen seemed like an immortal without a trace of worldly air. No matter how Zhou Wen seduced him or how he revealed his flaws, he would not fight back and would not give Zhou Wen any chance.
Zhou Wen went even further. If you don't fight back, I will attack more thoroughly and expose more flaws.
In the eyes of ordinary people, Zhou Wen was like a demon god who came down to earth, suppressing the immortals and beating them back again and again.
"The King of Picking Up Losses is too explosive. He has completely suppressed Master Xian."
"The higher the Tao, the higher the devil. After all, the immortal is still not as powerful as the devil."
"The King of Picking Up Leaks should be human, right? What does he have to do with demons?"
"We can't see his true face, so who knows if he's a pure human? Even if he is, based on what he's done, he deserves the name of a demon. It's not an exaggeration to call him a devil."
"Come to think of it, the nickname 'The King of Picking Up Bargains' doesn't really suit him. I used to think he was just picking up bargains, but now it seems his strength is terrifyingly strong. Even the Immortal Master was suppressed like a dog. With such strength, he's basically invincible on Earth, right?"
"The three words 'the king of picking up bargains' are indeed a bit inappropriate."
"But what this guy does is really not like a decent person. The words god and saint don't seem to suit him."
People were talking about it, and Zhou Wen's strong performance opened the eyes of ordinary people.
Seeing that the immortal who was like a god and defeated the Holy Spirit Society in an instant was now suppressed by Zhou Wen, Zhou Wen's status in people's minds seemed to have become higher.
However, his previous actions could not make people respect him like the Emperor of Man.
The host and Professor Gu, who were currently broadcasting live, were also discussing this issue. Professor Gu said, "This person is indeed very strong. It's not based on luck, but his thinking is somewhat different from that of ordinary people. It's a bit eccentric. To say that he is a lucky finder is definitely wrong. He relies on real talent and knowledge. But to say that he is as good as a god or a saint doesn't seem to be the case."
After a moment's silence, Professor Gu added, "His style of doing things is somewhat similar to that of the Thief Saint. Let's just call him the Thief Saint from now on."
"Thief Saint? This name seems a bit indecent." The host said with a wry smile.
"A thief is not necessarily a petty thief. Those who steal hearts and steal countries are all thieves. There has been a saying since ancient times that there are elegant thieves. Although this one cannot be described as elegant, it is not an exaggeration to say that he is a thief, right?" Professor Gu said with a smile.
The host muttered, "His behavior doesn't seem to be that of a saint, more like a thief king."
Unexpectedly, this Thief King quickly became popular and became Zhou Wen's new and widely known nickname.
As everyone was talking, there was finally a change on the battlefield. Under Zhou Wen's constant pressure, Xian finally took action and attacked a flaw revealed by Zhou Wen.
The flaw was too big. Immortal's hand incredibly reached Zhou Wen's lower abdomen, like a straight knife, trying to pierce his abdomen and rip him open.
Zhou Wen had no intention of retreating or defending. In fact, even if he defended now, it was too late because he had used too much force in the attack.
At the same time, Zhou Wen's palm slapped towards Xian's forehead, trying to smash his head. It seemed that Zhou Wen was determined to succeed with this blow.
Zhou Wen was one step behind after all, and saw that Xian's palm was about to pierce his lower abdomen first. Even if Zhou Wen really had the ability to break Xian's defense, it would be useless at this time.
Just as the immortal's fingers were about to touch Zhou Wen, Zhou Wen's body turned into the Emperor's Sword again, and Zhou Wen appeared at the location where the Emperor's Sword was.
Xian's reaction was also extremely fast. At the moment when his fingers were about to collide with the tip of the sword, he changed from stabbing to grabbing and caught the Emperor's Sword in his hand.
But when he grabbed it firmly, he found that what he was holding was actually Zhou Wen's arm, and the Emperor's Sword was gone again.
Zhou Wen's other palm slapped towards Xian's forehead. The distance was too close. Xian had no time to dodge or resist, and was hit directly on the forehead by the palm.
But at this moment, a strange smile appeared at the corner of Xian's mouth.
good evening.
(End of this chapter)
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