Chapter 77 The Fearsome Silver Man
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Boom!
Zhou Heng took two steps back, his face slightly changing because he had broken three phalanges!
This silver figure seemed to be made of **, which should have been extremely soft, but in fact its body strength was incredibly terrifying, at least far exceeding Zhou Heng's. The two fists clashed and Zhou Heng was at a disadvantage.
He hastily activated his Metal Body, and his right hand instantly turned into metal. However, a large amount of spiritual energy was consumed in the process, and by the time he released the Bloodline Power, his right fist had already returned to normal.
This was something he had only discovered recently, the power of Bloodline possessed the ability to instantly heal injuries, but it would consume spiritual energy, and how much depended on the extent of the injury.
Zhou Heng's gaze swept across, and he saw that the silver figure had retreated several feet, heavily colliding with the wall of the corridor before finally stopping. One arm was blasted into a twisted shape like a rice dumpling stick, but in an instant, a flash of silver light appeared, and the entire arm transformed into a soft ***, instantly recovering to its original state!
His self-healing ability is in no way inferior to his!
However, the power is only at the initial stage of Jīng Líng's second heavenly realm, and his boundary is the same. It should be specially adjusted, but this body... is almost immortal! Too abnormal!
Zhou Heng's fighting spirit surged, and with a sudden burst of energy, he launched a counterattack.
The silver person's eyes flashed with white light, and he clenched his fists to meet him.
What kind of martial arts is this!
Zhou Heng involuntarily let out a sigh, this silver-haired man's fist method was simpler than simple, it was just a straightforward punch, but there was an invincible and unparalleled aura that made all evil retreat, simple and swift, completely the demeanor of a generation's grandmaster.
Boom!
Zhou Heng was knocked back by a punch, his eyebrows furrowed tightly because he had two ribs broken!
How can this be?
He didn't even have the chance to use his Swift Cloud Flash Step, this silver-haired man's punch was as agile as a heavenly horse soaring through the skies, yet as solid and unyielding as an embankment, simple yet without any fancy moves, but incredibly powerful.
Before this, he was always the one who saw through others' weaknesses, and with a casual sword or punch, he could overwhelm, injure, or kill his opponents. This was the first time he had been injured by someone in the same realm. He activated his Bloodline Power, instantly healing his injuries, and completely put away his underestimating attitude.
The Silver Man showed no emotion, launching another attack with his extremely simplified yet incredibly powerful fist technique, forcing Zhou Heng to open up the Swift Cloud Flowing Light Step, constantly dodging and retreating.
Zhou Heng never knew that fist techniques could reach such heights, it seems that even those who have never practiced can display them, but the power is stronger than any martial skill!
If silver people still have martial arts skills, then how terrible will it become?
For example, the fist contains flame power, ice sealing effect, or even severe poison! These martial arts can be fully integrated into the boxing method without any conflict.
Although it is an existence without life, it has brought the way of striking techniques to the extreme!
Boom, boom, boom! The fists howled in the wind. Zhou Heng unfolded his Swift Cloud Flowing Light Step, constantly dodging and retreating. This was a kind of suppression on a higher level; he didn't even have the qualifications to engage in a fierce battle with his opponent, being completely suppressed. If it weren't for the incredible Swift Cloud Flowing Light Step, he would have had to resort to using the Black Severing Sword.
The weak defeat the strong, the weak overcome the strong!
Zhou Heng's head grew bigger than ever, if his power really reached the realm of invincibility, then just one punch would be enough to crush him, absolute power would overwhelm him, and a single gust of fist wind could turn Silver Man into dust!
But he is not!
In fact, the power of this silver person is still adjusted according to his boundary, otherwise, if he lets go and fights a war, who will crush whom is still unknown!
Hum, the black broken sword was unsheathed, Zhou Heng unfolded the Flying Waterfall Sword Technique.
One after another, black waterfalls cascaded down, rushing towards the silver figure with an indescribable sense of wonder.
The silver man's right hand shook, and a silver column flew out of his hand, turning into a silver sword. It opened the sword style, striking back at Zhou Heng, with a simple and unadorned technique that was full of the flavor of transforming complexity into simplicity and returning to the truth.
Ding!
The black sword and the silver sword clashed for the first time, sparks flew, and the silver sword was cut off instantly. However, a silver light overflowed, and the broken sword tip grew back out, complete and intact.
This... is simply cheating!
The Silver Man attacked again, a sword flashed over, extremely fast, carrying an air of ancient and profound aura, unexpectedly breaking through the Fei Pu Sword Technique, directly attacking Zhou Heng's chest.
Zhou Heng was greatly shocked and hastily urged the Swift Cloud Flowing Light Step to its full power, increasing his speed by a hundredfold. In an instant, he leaped over ten zhangs, his eyes filled with astonishment.
This silver person is too terrifying, their mastery of fist and sword techniques has reached an unprecedented level, it's truly turning the rotten into the magical, just by relying on the simplest swing to dissolve the Flying Waterfall Sword Technique!
No choice, had to force it!
Zhou Heng continued to urge Xunyun's Flowing Light Steps with all his might, relying on this hundredfold increase in speed to swiftly close in on Yin Ren's front, the black sword slicing across the opponent's neck.
A silver human head suddenly flew across the sky!
Solved... no!
The silver man's headless body did not fall, but instead grew another head from his neck. With a loud crash, he took big strides forward, with his right hand holding a sword and his left hand clenched into a fist, continuing to attack Zhou Heng.
Zhou Hengzhizhao wanted to slap his own head, this silver person only had a human form, but wasn't truly human, originally was just a lump of ** transformed, what harm could it do?
How can this monster be defeated?
Zhou Heng didn't know what to do either, this monster was simply invulnerable and completely unsolvable!
Go!
He flipped over several times in the air, passing above the silver man's head, and unfolded his swift cloud steps, swift as a flowing light. This was something that the silver man couldn't catch up to no matter what.
Bang!
The line extended over a hundred feet, and all that could be heard was a clear sound. Zhou Heng's divine consciousness wavered, and he saw a drop of silver liquid fall from the wall, one drop after another, quickly forming a line.
Is this the original one, or has another new one come out?
Only a few seconds later, the answer was self-evident. Thud, thud, thud, the heavy footsteps echoed from the corridor behind him.
Look, another silver man is chasing after us! This is the second silver man!
Zhou Heng ran away as soon as he lifted his leg, and one of them couldn't even deal with him. How could they take down two?
Bang! Bang! Bang!
He went all the way forward, only to see that along the way, there were constantly silver liquids dripping down, turning into one silver person after another joining in the pursuit of him.
Three, four, five... nine!
When this number increased to the ninth, it finally stopped, and a large gate appeared in front of Zhou Heng, blocking his way.
He hastily exerted his strength to push, but this door was extremely solid, and no matter how much power he used, it didn't budge!
This is a challenge, not a sprint!
Zhou Heng immediately understood and would not open the gate for him if he didn't solve the nine silver men behind him.
How to fight?
Such a monster is like an immortal being, how can it be killed?
At the time when Zhou Heng was worried, those nine silver men had already flown over and attacked him one after another. Each of them was expressionless, without any hesitation, and they all rushed towards Zhou Heng.
The nine silver men had equivalent combat strength, all possessing the ability to simplify complex moves and return them to their true form, leaving Zhou Heng with no chance of counterattacking, only able to constantly dodge, dodge, dodge.
Since he was able to cultivate, Zhou Heng had never encountered such a troublesome enemy, which made him extremely frustrated.
He ran back from one end of the passage to the other, and similarly, the large gate on that side couldn't be opened either.
I'm going to die here!
There is only one way to go, and that is to really break through!
Then let's fight!
Zhou Heng turned around, his eyes flashing with fierce battle intent, and that was the start of a fierce battle.
Nine silver figures rushed over without any hesitation, coming from nine different directions and launching a fierce attack on Zhou Heng.
Any technique would be useless in front of the nine silver-faced masters, Zhou Heng let out a loud shout and launched his strongest technique.
Ling Tian Jiu Shi!
Ling Tian's first move, second move, third move...... one move after another unfolds, one move after another accumulates!
Before this, no matter what moves Zhou Heng made, the Silver Man could easily dissolve them, but when faced with Ling Tian Jiu Shi, they were finally powerless!
Such swordsmanship shouldn't be possessed by ordinary people!
Swish! Swish! Swish! Swish!
Innumerable sword auras crisscrossed, cutting the nine silver men into fragments, silver liquid splashing and dancing in the air. When Zhou Heng reached the seventh move of Ling Tian, all the silver men were cut into tiny droplets.
Is it over?
Although Zhou Heng has now improved a small boundary, using the Ling Tian Seven Forms still almost exhausted his strength, and his body swayed unsteadily. Of course, his power has increased by at least three times compared to when he fought Jin Tengyi, and his lethality has surged tenfold!
Not yet!
Zhou Heng helplessly discovered that those on the ground were actually moving constantly, then merging with each other. The nine silver bodies were re-forming at an extremely fast speed.
Even this can't kill it, what else can be done?
Zhou Heng had no intention of giving up, although his strength was almost exhausted. He had already made preparations to launch the Swift Cloud Flowing Light Step, which didn't require full force to be effective. As he slowly recovered his strength, he prepared for another battle!
Fight on, even if life ends, never give up!
Nine Silver Men have fully materialized!
They took a step forward, Zhou Heng was about to take off running, but saw the nine silver men bowing to him, then retreated to the wall and quickly merged into it, extremely eerie.
Did I pass?
It seems so, otherwise how would these silver people disappear?
Originally, it was not necessary to completely eliminate them, just knocking them all down would be enough.
Zhou Heng took a big step forward and came to the end of the passage again, only to see that the originally closed large gate was now open, and a bright light appeared in front of him.
It really passed, the door is open!
Zhou Heng thought for a moment, and instead of advancing immediately, he sat down cross-legged and circulated the Moon Shadow Heart Technique to recover his heavily depleted spiritual energy. To speed up his recovery, he took out a piece of spirit stone to accelerate the process.
The effect was very good, and just an hour later, Zhou Heng had recovered to his best state.
"What's next?"
He strode through the gate, fearless.
In front of him was a dazzling brightness, and after Zhou Heng adapted to it, he found himself standing on the edge of a cliff. Before him stretched an extremely long stone bridge, no more than half a foot wide, leading to unknown distances.
The mountain wind blew by, and this stone bridge actually swayed like a rope, making people's hearts feel cold just by looking at it.
