Fairy, please let me explain

Chapter 685 Soul Scar Location

The blade of light passed by, but the boy's huge head showed no sign of falling off his body. The cut that appeared was quickly healed by the wisps of black air.

Xu Yuan was not surprised at all.

This boundless pale space is essentially the manifestation of the cultivation levels of both parties. Since it is cultivation level, there are naturally no fatal injuries such as the head and heart.

There is only one way to kill the opponent, and that is to completely break up the opponent's physical body.

When Xu Yuan swung his sword just now, as the black gas diffused into the surrounding space, Mu Nuo's huge and majestic body became slightly smaller, but almost unnoticeable.

This is actually quite unfair.

The cultivation level is calculated based on the size difference between the two parties.

If Xu Yuan wanted to devour Mu Nuo, he would have to make countless fancy slashes, but if Mu Nuo wanted to annihilate him, he would probably only need one deliberate punch.

If he was hit, he would die on the spot.

In other words, if Xu Yuan wants to survive, he must be unharmed.

But Xu Yuan was not sure about this.

In "Cangyuan", he can pass the game quickly without taking any damage because he can memorize the boss's skills, but there are too many variables in reality.

There are ways to deal with it.

As a space where cultivation is manifested, cultivation can manifest almost everything.

If Xu Yuan wanted to, he could even use the saintly power in the patterns to materialize the mecha from his previous life and wrap up and protect his own body, and have a hand-to-hand combat with Mu Nuo that was as powerful as the laws of nature.

But after carefully weighing the pros and cons, Xu Yuan gave up the idea.

Although this method can improve fault tolerance, it is a complete slow death compared to the war of attrition with Mu Nuo.

The wall-hanging man opposite not only swallowed his mother, but also swallowed the ancient beast father who was a power bank. The power of the saint was exaggerated to the point of being as deep as an ocean.

I'm afraid that less than one hundred of these patterns appear in the ancient willow.

I want to kill this little devil alive.
Then he can only dance on the edge of the knife.

Between thoughts,
Without warning, tiny crystal mirrors appeared around Xu Yuan. Mu Nuo raised his hand and touched the healed incision on his neck, saying:

"Xu Changtian, the gap between us is too big. Your struggle is in vain."

The words fell,

Countless crystal threads suddenly stretched out from the mirror and shot towards Xu Yuan's body at lightning speed!

His pupils flashed quickly, and Xu Yuan instantly captured the origins of all the threads.

One hundred and thirty-two of them blocked almost all of his escape routes. If he wanted to break out of the impasse, he had to use the markings to cut through the three above his right arm and break through.

Developing combat skills allowed Xu Yuan to make a judgment in an instant, but just as he was about to act, some inexplicable information suddenly emerged in his mind.

When the silk thread passes through the body, the thread will further split like the thorns of a flower stem and shoot out hundreds of silk threads.

There was no time to wonder where this information came from, nor was it possible to change one's mind in a split second, let alone believe this inexplicable information.

A three-foot sword with a radiant glow suddenly condensed in Xu Yuan's hand. The sword light flowed in the air, drawing a brilliant glow. Wherever it went, silk threads broke and mirrors shattered.

But just when Xu Yuan was about to break through the silk thread prison, as if information flashed through his mind, the silk threads that were brushing against his body suddenly bloomed again.

"clang--"

There was a crisp sound of metal clashing.

And in the middle of this sound,

A sea of ​​crystal silk thorns has already submerged Xu Yuan's figure.

However, if you look closely, you can see that the young man in brocade robe did not suffer any actual damage, and the crystal threads that were about to hit his body were accurately blocked by a thin layer of light shield.

There are hundreds of them, densely packed together.

Although he had escaped death, Xu Yuan did not look relieved at all. He looked around the sea of ​​thorns where he was trapped, and the black ball of light that the young man's fingertips were pointing at him. Suddenly, a strange look appeared in Xu Yuan's eyes.

That strange message came again. This black ball of light was not a direct means of attack. It would split into thousands of streams of light during the shooting process and pass through the sea of ​​thorns where he was, weaving a spherical cage to completely trap him inside.

What is this information?
Doubts flashed through his mind. Although he still did not believe this inexplicable information, with the lessons learned from the past, Xu Yuan did not sit idly by and wait for death.

next moment,
A ray of sword light burst out from it.

The giant sword blade pierced through the sea of ​​silk thorns and stabbed the giant boy's raised wrist squarely!
Xu Yuan, who was still trapped in the sea of ​​silk thorns and unable to move, immediately grasped it in the air.

The giant blade was ordered to turn over, and Mu Nuo's wrist was stabbed and almost cut off by the blade. At this moment, the black ball on Mu Nuo's fingertips had completed the accumulation of power and shot out instantly.

It was just because Xu Yuan condensed the sword blade that the direction of the black ball shifted slightly.

However, this does not prevent the information that comes to mind from coming true again.

After a moment, the black ball dispersed into countless streams of light that instantly weaved a prison.

Seeing this scene, Xu Yuan no longer hesitated.

The tiny light shields that resisted the force of the silk threads exploded one after another, creating a gap for escape for a moment. Taking advantage of this gap, Xu Yuan moved like a shuttle and escaped from the coverage of the flowing light prison in an instant.

Standing hundreds of feet away, Xu Yuan looked at the giant light blade that was still stuck in Mu Nuo's wrist. Hesitating whether to cut it off completely to see the effect, he suddenly felt a huge stabilizing force from it.

The cut and turned wrist was forcibly dragging the light blade back little by little.

Mu Nuo was forcibly using the Holy Source to repair his torso.

And at the same time,
That inexplicable information appeared in Xu Yuan's mind for the third time.

It could not stop the sword. If he wanted to cut off his wrist by force, it would be better for him to let the entire palm turn into a prison to cover him the moment it left his body.

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Seeing this, Xu Yuan had no intention of wrestling with him and simply dispersed the giant sword that had condensed.

Mu Nuo's wrist healed again.

The two sides stood apart again.

In this first attempt, Xu Yuan knew that he had failed.

The essence of this battle is to fight against Shengyuan.

In terms of consumption on both sides, Xu Yuan, as the defending side, is far inferior to Mu Nuo, but he cannot resist the filial son on the opposite side who has the inheritance left by his parents.

This level of exchange is not cost-effective at all for Xu Yuan.

Looking at each other,
The young man, who was as tiny as an ant, suddenly smiled at the boy who was like an ancient giant.

The magic techniques displayed by both sides just now were the most essential means of manipulating energy, but Mu Nuo should not have such a talent for fighting, nor should he have such a clear purpose on the spot.

This idiot kid can actually find the most suitable fighting style for himself in the first place.

He was confined in a certain space, and the prison was constantly reinforced with his own overwhelming Holy Source, compressing his living space and leaving him no room to maneuver.

This mode of thinking,

Almost identical to him!

Xu Yuan glanced past Mu Nuo and looked at the space under his feet.

It was vast and empty, completely pale without any color.

Previously, Xu Yuan always thought that the space under his feet should be the connection between himself and Mu Nuo's spirit, but now all signs indicate that this inference is wrong.

If it was a spiritual connection, Mu Nuo would not have been able to be exhausted by the Tianmen sword intent, nor would he have been able to possess his body.

And when the inexplicable reminder appeared in his mind three times, Xu Yuan was almost certain that this space was not a spiritual connection, but an unknown place inside his body.

Thinking of this,
Xu Yuan suddenly turned to Mu Nuo with a strange look in his eyes.

Mu Nuo can revive others through soul scars, and naturally he can also simulate the thinking mode of the corresponding person through soul scars. If he wants to simulate his thinking mode, then this space.
"Is it my soul mark?"

(End of this chapter)