"Why is it faster to go through an arc than a straight line? Isn't it the shortest line between two points?"

Su Chen felt puzzled and couldn't figure it out.

But it doesn't matter if he doesn't understand, it doesn't matter if he gives it a try himself.

Because the other party has another advantage, which he does not have.

That is, after you take all your strength, you will break the space, either black cracks appear or cut into space fragments.

There are many forces that disappear without a trace while the space is broken and obstructed.

This is the reason for the slowness.

And if the opponent takes action, he will never break the space.

The fist and foot attack is the maximum speed that this place can accommodate, and it attacks with a wonderful trajectory.

Let the power of space become a help, not a resistance.

This involves the law of planes, which is worthy of being a force that surpasses the fifth level, and has already looked down on oneself at the level.

According to Su Chen's playing style, if you encounter opponents who have no resistance to space power, this playing style is of course the best.

But the dark Venerable in front of him was obviously not the case.

There was a thin layer of moonlight on his body, and the colorful will turned into black flames...

Some of the forces leaked from space were smoothed out without even ripples under the suppression of this light.

This is the suppression of the essence of power. The only thing that can be broken is a real physical attack, or a will-mana attack condensed to the extreme.

Instead of this scattered spatial force erosion.

"So that's the way of attack that fits the origin of space? By extension, this method is applicable to any plane. Only the law that suits the original plane is the best law."

Su Chen raised his head and smiled, and said in a deep voice.

Looking at the tall body with black flames, there is less pressure.

"You can actually understand it. It's worthy of the talents I have been recruiting several times. What a pity, but it's stubborn."

The dark venerable's eyes became even colder, and the light rose more than three feet high on his body, revealing endless murderous intent: "Even if you can understand the mystery, what if you can understand it? This puppet is the body of Shura who is a wonderful Buddhist teaching, killing and protecting the Tao. It is born to master the eight Shura methods that specialize in killing and fighting. It can adapt to any world. All the tricks are extremely perfect... Even if you understand the fur, you can't stop it. What's more, your strength is still far away."

His voice became colder, and in the end he turned into a roar. He was impatient with Su Chen, and a hunch of bad premonition appeared in his heart.

The Venerable's body shook, his left shoulder sank, his right fist was like a hammer, and his right leg was like a knife, and he attacked with a mysterious trajectory.

One punch and one kick are like a hazy shadow, which looks to the right, but in fact it turns to the left.

His figure was even more erratic, blocking all the dodging angles of Su Chen, and he would definitely win the action.

“Good come.”

A golden light flashed in Su Chen's eyes, and he saw through the skill and activated it.

This time, I see it more clearly than before.

I could only see that it was inappropriate, but because of my misunderstandings in my thinking, I understood it and did not realize it even after I knew it.

Now, each move of the other party is like a pattern on his palm, and there is no secret anymore.

The golden eyes saw through the perfect trajectory of the moves, and also through the trajectory of the energy flowing inside the body when the Venerable took action.

And the way that every inch of muscle and every bone is transmitted.

“I can do it too.”

Su Chen smiled at the corner of his mouth, and all kinds of enlightenment surged in his heart, like a sudden enlightenment.

"It is impossible to block it. In this case, there is only a fight. The Dugu Nine Swords that have broken through all the laws of the world are just right here."

Faced with the fists and feet that were attacking like a storm, Su Chen did not retreat but advanced, and the long sword sprinkled a dense sword thread as dense as drizzle.

Every sword stabbed is disorganized, looking like a child's graffiti or a naughty child's play. But what's strange is that this sword technique is very useful.

Each of his sword seemed to have lost its shadow, and it seemed to have only swung half of it and then retracted it, and it was posing false gestures.

There is no longer the huge momentum of the previous sword, wind and thunder, tearing through space and shattering everything.

Fists and feet are like mountains, and swords are like silk rain.

Xie Qiuying's heart was beating "bang" and then she let out a long sigh.

If she hadn't thought that her strength was too far apart from Su Chen, she would have caused trouble and suppressed herself, she would have long been unable to resist rushing down the mountain with her sword.

It turns out she was right.

The two figures of white and black clashed below, and after the fist and sword attacked, she was so fast that she couldn't even see clearly.

I just felt that every move and every move of those two people was not something I could resist.

It is very likely that his sword was halfway through, and he was punched by the black figure and burst into mud.

So, she could only watch and felt so sad that she wanted to cry.

However, Zhao Xueyi had already burst into tears.

She clenched her fists tightly with both hands, but kept blaming her for being too weak and unable to help at all.

Just when the two were a little desperate, they saw a change in the confrontation.

Su Chen also became back and forth between attacks, and he would never be beaten by the dark venerable again.

"No, it's not that he's evenly matched, but that he took the lead in every move and broke the enemy's move."

Xie Qiuying raised her eyebrows and sighed. Although she couldn't understand, she could still feel it.

The golden light was like a firefly, attacking the black air light everywhere, and circles of ripples rushed towards all directions.

The trees and rocks all burst into fine powder...

When the wind blows, dust rises up in the sky.

The huge grizzly bear, as big as a mountain, was sobbing and lowering its body, slowly retreating.

Xie Qiuying could see clearly that when the black and white figures clashed, strong winds would radiate from time to time, cutting long holes on the grizzly bear, and blood flowed like a stream.

So much so that it can't stand.

"I can never forget it, learn from it all. I learned the mystery of my eight-stage boxing technique. It's really amazing. If you have the ability, you can learn this boundless divine power and take a look?"

The dark Venerable became more and more angry as he fought. He felt that although every punch and every move was in reality, it seemed to be hitting in the empty space and could not exert all his strength.

Every time when you finally exert force, a sharp and tough qi force like silk thread will be wrapped around and stabbed, using force to attack and unload the force to counterattack.

He took more than a hundred moves, not only did he not break the opponent's sword circle, but his arms and legs were cut out countless holes, and the black air rays dissipated like smoke.

Each of these black auras is the energy of dozens of people, but it is an extremely precious thing.

Every extra moment of battle will waste a lot of resources.

The more he beat him, the more distressed he felt, and roared, "Take me another round of Asura Killing Sword..."

With the roar, the black shadow became three points taller again, his arms danced like a wheel, and his palms stood like a knife, slashing down with a bang.

A heart-wrenching roar of swords sounded in the air, and countless black crescent moons drew out various mysterious trajectories and slashed down, forming a boundless sword net.

The most important thing is that this time this Venerable will not hesitate to his strength.

From the mountaintop palace in the distance, a pillar of light fell like a long river waterfall and was absorbed by him.

Countless colorful dark lights appeared on their bodies, twisting with the moonlight into a dark and deep night.

If that pillar of light is full of sacred, then the sword light is even more vicious than the evil ghosts in hell, with a breath of destruction.

Su Chen's face turned shaking, and the sword circle was suppressed and rattled, which had shrunk to a three-foot range.

Just like a small sampan floating in the wind and waves, it seems to be destroyed at any time.

His skin and muscles were "splitting" and burst into pieces. When his muscles burst, his shirt was covered with blood.

In some places, you can even see white bones as jade, which have separated their bones and flesh and blood, and are about to collapse by this round of sword force.

This is the suppression of power.

Even if you don’t know anything, you can see that there is a gap in the power between the two sides.

Even if you can block the opponent's moves, you cannot withstand the infiltration of power.

The white dress quickly turned into a blood dress.

"team leader!"

Xie Qiuying no longer cared about weighing the strengths and ran down with a sword.

As soon as I rushed to the hillside, I saw the blood shadow suddenly brightened with golden light, and a stream of essence rushed straight into the fight.

Bells and drums can be heard ringing from several miles away.

Xie Qiuying stopped and looked in shock.

I saw Su Chen's body covered with blood-stained cracks, and at this moment there was endless golden light.

The flesh and blood of the skin were shaking, and a tall blood shadow suddenly burst out from his back as the bells and drums sounded.

The blood-shadow python head was covered with black scales, with black dragon feet, and his hands wrapped around the green python. He raised his head and roared.

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Chapter completed!