Atlas of Heaven and Man.

Chapter 439 Fierce Battle
The red eyes behind the Iron Demon's mask stared at Chen Chuan. He held the broken spears in his hands, and then seemed to perform some kind of internal and external breathing.

In just a moment, a wisp of red mist emerged from the surface of his skin, and the smell of blood or rust on his body became even stronger.

His aura was even stronger than before, and the sense of oppression brought by the field on his body was even stronger than before.

Opposite him, Chen Chuan's skin became hot and burning, and at the same time, wisps of white mist rose from his body and swirled around him.

Originally these white mists were just heat and moisture, but now it is more than that, there is also the strange smell that is evaporated after the alienated organization exerted its full strength.

However, if the alienated tissue does not cover enough, the foundation is not strong enough, and there is no unique breathing method, this situation will not occur.

Two people stood opposite each other, with mists rising from their bodies, one white and one red, floating up into the sky.

After a short confrontation, the figure shook slightly and rushed to the opposite side, and then the sound of weapons clashing was heard.

As the two people's figures intertwined and flashed back and forth, the white gas and the red mist collided with each other, but no matter how fierce the battle was, they did not blend with each other. Instead, they had clear boundaries between them. After stirring for a while, they dispersed outwards under the sweeping air, and rushed together again in a flash.

However, this time, Chen Chuan's Furnace Breathing Method was obviously more powerful, and the increase in strength was obviously one level higher than the opponent. Although the speed was still not much different, it was actually a little faster than the Iron Demon.

But for the two sides that were originally evenly matched, even just a slight improvement would be enough to tip the balance.

Tie Yao seemed extremely uncomfortable at the moment. In the past, he always suppressed others with his strength or speed, but now he was suppressed by his opponents in both aspects.

The opponent's strong power and the fear of having his spear cut off again required him to use certain techniques to resolve each of his moves.

But even though he had good skills, the impact of the force had to be absorbed by alienated tissue, and his mind had to be highly concentrated, so this led to a continuous and rapid consumption of his energy and blood.

After the two sides fought back and forth for more than ten minutes, Chen Chuan could clearly feel that compared to the initial time, the Iron Demon was no longer as strong as before.

Although he had used breathing techniques to improve his condition, as the fight continued, he was constantly repairing his injuries and constantly squeezing his strength, which caused him to suffer great losses. At this moment, he seemed to have passed his peak and was declining.

On the contrary, because his second self was responsible for sharing some of the damage, his essence, blood, and spirit were not actually consumed too much, and he still maintained the state under the previous furnace breathing method.

The result of this increase and decrease was obvious. From the beginning, the two were almost evenly matched in offense and defense, but gradually the Iron Demon attacked less and defended more, and his counterattacks became less and less frequent.

It's not just a matter of status here, the weapon also has a significant impact on it. The two broken spears look like two weapons, but they are not what he is familiar with, and many of his moves cannot exert the power they should have.

A few minutes later, Tie Yao blocked Chen Chuan's sword again, but this time it seemed that he did not have enough strength to completely block the sword, and was cut on the shoulder by the sword.

He groaned, and the mutated tissue on his shoulder quickly condensed to block the blade. Then he raised the broken spear with one hand to block the knife, and stabbed back at Chen Chuan with the other hand.

However, the knife moved forward and backward very quickly, turning and sweeping to push away the stabbing spear, and then followed up with a horizontal slash. These moves were connected quickly and powerfully, relying entirely on speed and strength to oppress the opponent.

The Iron Demon's pupils shrank and he retreated hastily, but he felt a chill in his chest and abdomen. The cut on his shoulder had not yet fully healed, and a long and deep gash appeared on his chest and abdomen.

However, Chen Chuan did not let him go and continued to press forward. He kept backing away, blocking and parrying, but his body was constantly suffering from wounds. Although his injuries were constantly healing, anyone could see that if he continued like this, there was no way he would be able to turn the situation around.

He also seemed to realize that something was wrong. His eyes became fierce and a powerful force suddenly burst out from his body. He raised the knife with two clangs.

Without waiting for him to charge over, Chen Chuan took the initiative to choose to retreat. He was already familiar with this explosion. Every time before he launched an attack, the biological field would inevitably surge.

He held the knife and stared at the Iron Demon. No matter whether the latter was a human or something else, as a fighter, he had basic fighting skills. Through the previous battle, he should know that if he didn't make any changes, it would be difficult to threaten him, so if he had any means left, he must be ready to use them at this time.

Then he waited.

After forcing him away, the Iron Demon let out a dull sound from his chest, and his body suddenly swelled and shrank. Immediately afterwards, a horrifying scene appeared: thin and long flesh buds and tentacles emerged from under his skin, twisting and spreading outward.

Chen Chuan's eyes narrowed slightly. He could recognize that it should be an extension of the alienated tissue in his body.

After these tentacles stretched out, some of them wrapped around its trunk and limbs, while others condensed into several limbs that looked extremely tough and grew out from one arm, dragging on the ground to form a whip. Another part spread to the broken spear head, seemingly wrapping it up, and wisps of red mist emerged from it.

When Chen Chuan saw this scene, he couldn't help but think of the existence that possessed Meng Huang before. There are certain similarities between the two, but they feel a little different, because that existence is more inclined to the spiritual aspect, while the one in front of him is more inclined to the material level.

But at this moment, the biological field it presents is no longer the original stable and calm appearance.

It may still be considered a solid barrier, but countless cracks have appeared on it. Those cracks reveal madness and ferocity, as if they can't wait to break out from those obstructions.

These two completely different atmospheres appear in the same space, which creates a strong sense of contradiction.

and……

Chen Chuan's eyebrows were twitching slightly at this moment. At this moment, he seemed to see something wriggling behind the iron monster, attached to his body, but it was very blurry and thin.

At this moment, the Xuejun Knife in his hand trembled slightly. He glanced over there and saw that the blood on the back of the knife was bright red, and there were also wisps of thin light mist floating out of the knife.

He looked forward again, at the almost alienated body. This time, he no longer held back. With a thought, the second me instantly overlapped with him.

Even though his strength is not twice as strong as before, it can still improve his strength a little.

He swung the long sword in his hand, and when the blade was swung outward, it naturally brought up a cloud of white mist, and then he walked up slowly.

At this moment, the Iron Demon also swung his broken spear and whip towards him and walked towards him.

After the two men got close to each other, the Iron Demon moved first. He swung the whip hand over. Chen Chuan glanced at the whip shadow and took a step to the side. The whip limb hit the ground with a snap, and the soil there was instantly blown into pieces. Then it swung again and continued to sweep towards him.

Chen Chuan stepped forward and dodged to the side. The Iron Demon seemed not to want him to escape from the attack range, so he also stepped forward and followed him. The speed he displayed seemed to be even faster than his current speed.

But at this moment, Chen Chuan turned his body and changed direction suddenly. Tie Yao had been staring at him and also changed direction at this time, but for some reason, it seemed that he could not adjust it immediately, causing his body to slow down by a beat.

Chen Chuan's eyes flashed, and he turned around again, suddenly rushed forward, blocked the broken spear in his hand with a knife, then rushed forward and punched him in the chest and abdomen, and a loud bang was heard from the impacted part.

The iron demon's back arched involuntarily due to the impact.

Chen Chuan succeeded in his attack, but did not continue attacking. Instead, he jumped back and quickly retreated.

Almost at this moment, the whip hand suddenly passed under his feet, and he could feel a skin-cracking wind coming from there. The dust and gravel on the ground were all shattered, and the entire front was filled with a ball of dancing sand because of this blow. He could even hear a sound of an air explosion. One can imagine the power of it.

But no matter how powerful it is, it is useless if it doesn't hit the person. As soon as his feet touched the ground, he lowered his center of gravity, paused for a moment, and suddenly leaped forward, breaking through the sand and dust with a bang, and the long sword immediately collided with the spear.

He immediately felt a powerful force coming from the spear, but he found that although the force was greater than before, it was not as solid as before, but rather a bit scattered.

Therefore, the alienated tissue in his body eliminated it instantly, and there was no need for the second self to bear it. At the same time, the blade was pushed outwards, and a strong force was exerted. This attack actually caused the Iron Monster to retreat a few steps.

He leaned forward again and made a horizontal slash. The blow immediately hit his chest and ribs, but was immediately blocked by the dense muscles, unable to penetrate too deeply. However, it continued to push the iron monster backwards.

After retreating seven or eight steps in a row, the Iron Demon paused and pressed against the ground to stop its retreat. He was about to draw his sword to counterattack, but Chen Chuan stepped back, waited for the Iron Demon to come up, and then quickly moved to the side of the Iron Demon. He swung his sword and cut a crack on the Iron Demon's skirt armor, and blood gushed out instantly.

Tie Yao immediately turned around and followed. Then Chen Chuan thrust his long sword forward and hit him on the shoulder, just in the direction of the force. This caused his center of gravity to shift slightly. The attack he was about to launch had almost no power transmitted, so he had to pause and adjust.

At this moment, the knife light came from the front again, and in a flash it cut his chest and shoulder. The tendons and limbs wrapped there were broken, and the bones underneath also cracked.

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(End of this chapter)