Chapter 281
With a bang, all residents within a hundred miles of Feihuang City felt an unprecedented sense of vibration, and many houses in this range were almost In an instant, it collapsed like a piece of paper.
It was almost subconsciously, and everyone felt that it was enough for a strong earthquake that threatened the lives of all the people in the city.
They wanted to leave the building and flee to the open area, but they were terrified to find that they could not even move their legs away.
Fortunately, this frightening situation only lasted three or four breaths.
After that, as if it didn't happen at all, disappeared without a trace.
At the same time, after this, there were countless kinds of artificial explanations for this sudden situation in Feihuangcheng.
But no one knows the actual situation. Because Zhao Sheng and the others, who were able to spread the real situation at this time, were standing on the "painting paper" in the Qin Family mansion.
And this drawing paper, at this time, is no longer what it looked like before.
"Hiss..." Zhao Sheng was covering the huge wound on his shoulder. The intense pain made him breathe in cold breath continuously.
The road just now can be described as the strongest collision in Feihuangcheng in nearly a thousand years.
In addition to causing violent vibrations within a hundred miles of Feihuang City, the most direct consequence was that the tip of the brush was chopped off in the lower part, and Zhao Yaojing who flew out was like green The dragon-like fell heavily to the ground. And... Zhao Sheng, who manipulated the split into 725 long swords, was struck by a phantom sword that burst into his shoulders.
Zhao Sheng has every reason to believe that with the powerful force of the explosion, the person who paints the pen cannot pull the pen away at all, and at the same time cannot control the scale of the collision and explosion.
But that person, after knowing that it is inevitable, he moved the pen lightly.
This movement did not change the result of half of the nib being cut off, but it was a magic sword that, after being wrapped in his Spiritual Qi ink, faintly possessed a trace of entity, and then flew towards Zhao Sheng's neck berth.
Drawing and painting, Zhao Sheng used the Earth Grade sword as the main body to give birth to another 724 fantasy swords. With a single tap of his, they can actually become real. This had to make Zhao Sheng amazed, even though the phantom sword that already had a trace of physicality was flying towards his neck.
Zhao Sheng, who endured the tremendous pain of both meridian and his body, watched the magic sword flying towards him, and he was able to make avoidance movements easily, but at this time he couldn’t do it anyway. .
"I have killed the person who whipped you, making you the real murderer of this appearance, and is about to die...This should be the best apology to you..." Zhao Sheng murmured softly, saying something to Feng Shuchen who was probably still in the room not far away.
Even though, she may not be able to hear this sentence at all. But after Zhao Sheng finished speaking, he felt extremely relaxed.
The neck is broken. If it is a body cultivator in the Divine Transformation or Integration Realm world, it may still survive, and slowly regenerate the body and limbs, but only in the Golden Core Realm world Zhao Sheng, there is no doubt that he must die.
"Pu chi!" The sound of cutting a sharp knife into the flesh sounded in the still-existing painting world.
It's just that this magic sword that should have passed through Zhao Sheng's neck, only passed through the right shoulder.
The powerful momentum brought the Spiritual Qi instilled on the magic sword by the painter and the painter, and in just an instant, it shattered the bones and flesh and blood of Zhao Sheng's right shoulder.
Such an injury is definitely a serious injury, but compared to the neck being broken, it is much lighter.
Zhao Sheng turned his head and looked intently to his right. A black clothed person wrapped in a much larger black clothed body was kneeling on the ground at this time, wearing rough clothes.
Feng Shuchen, this name flashed in Zhao Sheng's mind.
It turned out that he was saved by unknown strength, but Feng Shuchen of Innate should be the only cultivation base. After carrying a lot more than before, Feng Shuchen, who still made it difficult for Zhao Sheng to move, was rescued by Feng Shuchen.
At the last moment, he was still mumbling and confessing to Feng Shuchen, and at the next moment, Feng Shuchen did endure enough pressure to crush her body and ran out to save Zhao Sheng.
Coercion, which seems to be the coercion that can restrict the movement of creatures, can actually inflict serious injuries on people. Especially Feng Shuchen's cultivation base is not high, and he cannot use Spiritual Qi to protect his body and internal organs meridian enough.
If she stays still, the coercion will not cause much harm to her.
But in the situation just now, she moved towards Zhao Sheng running at high speed.
unimaginable, how much damage this will cause her. She endured so much pain and did it all.
"Thanks...his..." Zhao Sheng, who wanted to thank him, just spit out a character. Because of the intense pain irritation from the shoulders, the meridian in the body, and the multiple flesh and blood in the body, he could only fall continuously. Take a cold breath.
In his Pill Mansion, only a trace of profound energy remained after the rapid consumption after cross-level use, and quickly transformed back to Spiritual Qi, and the illusion sword that was split and transformed was also quickly disappearing.
No matter what the painter will do next, the Spiritual Qi is almost completely exhausted, and Zhao Sheng, who has severely injured his shoulder, has already lost the power to fight again.
"ang 嗷..." "Master..." Zhao Yaojing, who was slightly injured, carried the Azure Dragon with his petite body, which was countless times smaller than the Peak state, but it was still the same A body that was countless times larger than it, approached Zhao Sheng.
Not long ago, the cultivation base had reached the late stage of Golden Core Realm. Zhao Sheng, who was only one step away from Nascent Soul Realm, did not expect that with his current strength, he would still encounter To such a powerful attack.
Even after Golden Core Realm's late cultivation base, he and Azure Dragon were seriously injured, and Nascent Soul Realm's mid-cultivation base Zhao Yaojing suffered a minor but not minor injury, but the painter maintained it. The painting world still exists.
At this time, it can be said that Zhao Sheng has exhausted everything and reached the point where he has run out of ammunition and food. The rest, whether it is life or death, can only be resigned to fate.
"Da..." Some blunt footsteps came.
Zhao Sheng moved towards the source of the sound, I saw a man with neat and tidy hair combed, handsome and indifferent, with a little stiff facial features, holding a huge brush with a pen tip cut off. The handsome man in white robe was moving towards them and strode.
This is the person who wrote and painted.
"Master...his eyes..." Zhao Yaojing had the best eyesight, and was the first to discover the strangest thing about a man.
Immediately, Zhao Sheng moved towards white robed man's eyes. I saw the man's peculiar pair of eyes, which were actually one gold one silver two strange pupil colors!
This pair of different pupils are exuding extremely cold and fierce rays of light at this time, bringing endless oppression to Zhao Sheng and the others!