The puppets' stage play

Chapter 111 Optimizing sword skills, the ‘Black King’ of human nature

"Black King!"

"leader!"

"Leader of the Black King!" The demons were in a hurry, and their movements became more and more intense. They wanted to quickly get rid of their opponents and go to rescue the Black King.

Although their opponents' expressions were dull, a bright light flashed in their eyes at the same time. Their movements became concise, and their lethality became more and more powerful. This set of sword techniques has strong personal characteristics.

"You are insulting the leader of the Black King!" Huang Sheng roared wildly, his eyes red. How could he not see that the opponent was using the Black King's sword skills?

"..."'Huang Sheng' looked at the manic dog across from him, and he didn't quite understand it. What is an insult? It's just that this kind of sword skill is better than the enemy's individual. This is 'reasonable' 's Choice.

'Huang Sheng' is not obsessed with the power of this so-called sword technique. For him, there are still many areas that need to be optimized. This is just a simple copy and needs to be analyzed to adapt to 'self'.

Swordsmanship is just a combination of several movements, with different timings depending on the specific method of use. The so-called personal habits are just redundant and irrelevant movements that waste time.

Add a few movable muscles to the upper limbs, increase the strength of the anti-shock device in the twisting part, shrink the lower limbs and become streamlined, increase the speed, use light and agile external moves as the main force, and use the contact point as the basis for the knife style. 'Basic' Type 3 The knife skills are complete.

Incoming...The body has been stored.

Although Huang Sheng looked violent on the outside, he was very calm in his heart. Surprise flashed in his eyes at this moment. The other party seemed different from before, and there was an indescribable sense of crisis in his heart.

What is it? Huang Sheng eagerly searched for the source of his uneasiness, and then he discovered that the other party was a little... short?

A bright light flashed in the eyes of 'Huang Sheng', the corners of his mouth curved slightly, and he felt inexplicably happy in his heart.

"This is 'my' sword technique, please appreciate it."

A stream of light was like a crescent moon, light and bright, swooping down like the Milky Way upside down.

Huang Sheng's expression was horrified, but he had no time to dodge. He could only watch the 'moonlight' coming towards his face, despair flashing in his eyes.

boom!

A figure was flying in the air, vomiting blood, with a blank expression and unfocused eyes.

'Hua Sheng' was carrying a big knife, his eyes were dull, but the corners of his mouth were raised high, revealing the gleaming teeth inside, looking very ferocious. He stepped forward and immediately chased after him.

Hua Sheng's consciousness was blurred, his mind went blank, and he no longer knew where he was. His body fell to the blood-stained ground, and he vomited several mouthfuls of blood. His spirit became increasingly weak.

His blurred vision saw a black shadow getting closer and closer, and the cold blade in his hand was swinging towards him, but there was still no reaction, and he stayed in place with a dazed expression.

With a bang, two long swords clamped the incoming broadsword, and a figure stood in front of Hua Sheng.

"Idiot! Don't let others kill you so easily?!" Bai Che, without his usual elegant demeanor, cursed repeatedly and waved the swords in his hands with a crazy expression.

'Hua Sheng' was not in a hurry. He took a few steps back and calmly responded to the opponent's attack. He glanced around with his peripheral vision and found the figure of 'Bai Che' on the left.

'Bai Che' had a solemn face and looked a little depressed. He was trying his best to come here. Although Bai Che attacked fiercely, he could never gain the upper hand. There was deep worry in his eyes. If the two of them worked together, then he would definitely Not immune.

'Hua Sheng' carefully observed the opponent's condition, but found that the opponent's legs were shaking, and this was the key to the opponent's inability to gain an advantage. He concluded that the opponent should have burst out in an instant and got rid of 'Bai Che'.

But as long as the two of them work together, they can easily take it down. 'Hua Sheng' thought like this and had no intention of curbing his offensive. He just aimed at the opponent's lower plate. He wanted to expand before 'Bai Che' arrived. More advantages.

Bai Che's face turned pale, knowing in his heart that the other party had discovered his weakness, and he couldn't help but feel cruel, let's see who takes the advantage first!

His fingers turned fluorescent white, his nails glowed, and gradually began to grow longer. The light of the two swords in his hands connected to the thumbs on both sides, and ten teams of 'long swords' suddenly appeared around him.

Bai Che looked at the opponent, clenched the two swords in his hands, laughed ferociously, and rushed forward, and the lightsabers around him also rushed toward him.

The tip of Mo Li's nose flashed with white air, and his body became huge, with thick blood and gray light intertwined all over his body. The opposite body of 'Mo Li' was also huge, and the two bodies kept colliding head-on.

He waved his fists, leaving afterimages in the air. He summarized the previous experience of the disastrous defeat, incorporated Qi into his own system, and used Qi to attack the enemy's interior while using his physical advantage.

The 'Mo Li' on the opposite side soon lost his breath and was beaten into two pieces by him, but Mo Li's expression was not happy. A bright light came from the silver river, and the opponent's body that fell to the ground healed instantly and returned to the same state as before. But this time , blood appeared on the opponent's body.

Mo Li sighed deeply. He had defeated the opponent four times now. Although he was slowly using his trump card, the opponent was constantly 'possessing' everything about him, and it was becoming increasingly difficult to deal with him.

Moreover, Mo Li's heart became heavy and his energy was gradually running low. Mo Li shook his head and looked over with a blank expression. His body grew rapidly, even bigger than Mo Li's now. Mo Li's pupils shrank. The shadow comes.

Chenxiao used both palms to kill the impostor under his palms with a cold expression. He looked at the opponent's defeated body and was silent. He tried countless methods but could not completely eliminate the opponent's regeneration. In this way, the opponent was It is not the subject, and there is no point in sticking to it.

He looked at the silver river that was constantly flowing. The opponent was still swallowing up everything on the battlefield, including the corpses of the defeated. He looked back at the surroundings, but couldn't help but find that while he and others were fighting, they were already surrounded by people, and there was no way to escape. room.

Chenxiao struck out with all his strength, blasting the impostor who had climbed up again. He observed the movements of the other commanders. Except for Mo Li who still had some strength left, the others...

Huang Sheng bit the big knife with his teeth, and blood foam suddenly flew out of his mouth. His expression became more and more crazy, and he bit the enemy's knife tightly and chopped off the opponent's arm with the long knife in his hand.

'Huang Sheng' let go of his hand without hesitation, a light flashed in his hand, and a sword appeared again, and he attacked again without any interruption.

Huang Sheng bit the air in his mouth, spit out a few mouthfuls of blood, roared wildly, and pounced on the opponent again.

Chen Huo had a serious look on his face, Huang Sheng managed to keep the balance, but it was also very dangerous, and he had no time to care about it. He used both palms to knock him down with the first palm, and exploded him with the second palm. The flying blood mist was scattered in the air. in the air.

He sighed in his heart, the opponent's body was getting harder and harder, and it took him two palms with all his strength to kill the opponent.

Chenxiao quickly glanced at the situation of the others. Bai Che barely suppressed the other two and might be killed at any time. Hua Sheng fell to the ground and was unconscious. Mo Li suppressed the other party again, panting, and Hui Sheng... unexpectedly... One against two? !

He was confused, but suddenly felt that the battlefield was strangely quiet, and he was inexplicably anxious. There was something he had overlooked...

Chenhuo's figure flashed, stepped on it with one foot, and used three palms with all his strength. Calmness returned below, but he didn't pay attention to such a trivial matter. He looked around eagerly, where? where?

"Go and save the Black King!" A cold voice came to his ears. Chengxiao was startled, and his eyes suddenly turned. A black shadow fell to the ground, and the stern-looking 'Black King' was approaching.

Damn, he was negligent. It wasn't that the battlefield was quiet, but that there was no exchange of blows between the Black King and the enemy. He subconsciously felt something was wrong and kept reminding himself in his mind.

Chen Huo looked sad and angry, Black King, how could you lose, how could you fall there, I will never allow you to die! Gray light flashed in his palm, and he punched away the 'obstructor', and ran forward like lightning.

The gray shadow did not look back. What was more important than the Black King was what was in front of him. He looked deeply at the squirming river, his eyes gradually darkened, and the two scimitars in his hands emitted a deep black light, and he rushed forward with indomitable momentum. past.

He wants to...cut off this river!

puff!

The 'Black King' walked with an indifferent expression, and suddenly raised one palm forward, facing the furious Cheng Hua. Suddenly a wave of air spread out, and people around him suddenly turned on their backs and looked at this side in amazement.

"With your little strength, you still want to defeat the Black King. Haha, get over me first!" Chenxiao swept over the fallen Black King, his eyes became more and more gloomy, and the momentum around him rose sharply, breaking through the sky.

The corners of the 'Black King''s mouth curved slightly, his head tilted, and a somewhat innocent smile instantly appeared on his face.

"You...are very good, suitable for...warming up." Then his momentum rose, instantly suppressing the hustle and bustle of the crowd, and his eyes showed the joy of looking at the toy.

Chen Huo was startled and was in a daze for a moment. His vision suddenly changed. In front of him was dust with a slight trace of blood. A pair of black shoes were in front of his sight. The eyes of the 'Black King' were full of boredom. He squatted on the ground with his head in his hands and looked at him.

And he fell to the ground at some point. He tried to stand up and attack the opponent. After struggling for a moment, he found that his body did not obey his orders, as if he had lost his intuition.

"Ah, don't worry about it. I cut off the connection points all over your body and dispersed your energy. You are a useless person now. Ah, it's really boring. I want to play longer."

"It's all your fault. You're talking too much. Didn't it make me excited? But it turned out to be really disappointing. Bah."

The ‘Black King’ spat and complained.

At this moment, he is not as rigid as before, but full of humanity...and a sense of evil. There is some strange existence using this body to talk to the crowd.