Chapter 237 A Battle Across Time
If you try your best to injure an opponent but fail, it will not only cause you physical fatigue, but also psychological damage.
But when he is injured, even a minor wound, even if only a drop of blood flows out, you will relax instantly.
He is victorious.
Zhao Yushu ran back to the hall, and except for two more corpses, there was no other change.
But there are actually changes.
The mummy would not make any sound when it died, but just now he clearly heard the sound of the sharp blade entering the flesh.
Someone got hit.
Zhao Yushu subconsciously took out Chengying. On the almost transparent sword, in addition to an extremely fine black line formed by absorbing the toxins in his body, there was also a little barely noticeable bloodstain.
Someone was stabbed by Chengying.
time!
Chengying made his move some time ago, but the sound just came. Chengying went in the past and stabbed the person in the present.
It sounds too fantastical.
Zhao Yushu had an idea in his mind and looked back towards the aisle.
You might be okay after being hit by Chengying, but I was scratching Madam Xu in the corridor. I don't believe you can handle it!
Zhao Yushu leaned against a stone pillar and swayed for a moment. More blood flowed from the wound on his face. Let's see who would die faster.
The old eunuch was in a passive position. If they were to compete in kung fu with two hands, no one in the world could defeat him with more than one palm strike. Even if the leader of Shushan abandoned his sword and used his palm strike, he might not be his match.
But the enemy in front of him seemed to be also a top master of martial arts.
The opponent no longer used his elusive footwork, but just relied on his hands to pin him down.
The two inner scenes seemed to have completely abandoned the spiritual power confrontation and just countered each other's moves. Obviously, if they were in the outside world, they would be able to split mountains and break rivers, but now they fought like martial artists.
The old eunuch used boxing, and the opponent used palm techniques. The old eunuch changed to palm techniques, and the opponent used finger techniques. If the old eunuch used eagle claws, the opponent would directly use grappling.
Every move was restrained, making the old eunuch extremely uncomfortable.
What was even more terrifying was that the opponent's cultivation was not inferior to his own at all. Whenever the vortex of spiritual energy in the palm of his hand was activated, the opponent would either use finger techniques to forcibly break his palm, or use grappling techniques to lock his hands, so he could not use his most proud skills at all.
The old eunuch wanted to laugh. He was well-known for his war of attrition, but this time he was stuck by others. If this continued for a long time, the probability of him being exhausted to death would be even higher.
And just when Shadow had the absolute upper hand, his attack was actually slow for a moment, but for Neijing, that moment was enough to turn the tables.
"My father-in-law underestimated you, but you are unlucky today, come here!"
At the moment when Shadow tried to grab the old eunuch's arm again, because of the fleeting gap caused by the delay, two vortexes of spiritual power appeared on the old eunuch's arms. The powerful suction force instantly made Shadow lose his strength, and the force of the grab also dissipated.
The shadow took a wrong step, as if he was about to escape at the next moment. At the same time, he stretched out his hand, and the black dagger reappeared. It only took a moment to cause terrible damage to the enemy who was close at hand.
The old eunuch flipped his hands and grabbed his arm, while avoiding the sword's edge that was stabbing like a venomous snake by a hair's breadth.
"I, the father-in-law, also know how to capture him."
Spiritual energy was continuously sucked away from the shadow, and the shadow began to tremble, like ink dropped into water that was stirred violently by someone's fingers.
The black dagger could no longer be held and fell from his hand with a clang, and the darkness quickly disappeared.
Zhao Yushu felt his vitality quickly draining away along with his blood. He used his ears to the maximum, listening carefully to the movements in the passage.
With a ding sound, Zhao Yushu did not hesitate, and summoned up his remaining strength and rushed towards the aisle.
The corridor was already filled with corpses, and a shadow was wielding a pitch-black dagger, blocking the sword shadow that came from nowhere.
Madam Xu fought with him across time and space.
No one dared to take Mrs. Xu's attack head-on.
The seemingly random slashing now formed a strict sword technique, which was fast and dense.
Shushan swordsmanship is invincible in the world!
Zhao Yushu flew over, the dragon bird flew out of his hand, and the sword in Shadow's hand slowed down for a moment.
So he could only hide, but he couldn't move his feet.
Chengying and Longque flew over together, and the Tiancan silk tied his legs. Even if it could only tie him up for a moment, it would be enough.
Shadow Step is restricted.
"You could have just killed me earlier." Mrs. Xu stabbed in. There was no feeling of the sword piercing the flesh, but she knew that she had definitely hit it.
"Yes, you were unconscious. You were lucky you didn't kill me."
The shadows are blurring.
The world is blurring.
Zhao Yushu breathed a sigh of relief. No one had ever wanted to kill him. From the beginning to the end, he was just an unlucky guy who accidentally entered history.
He is just fighting the afterimages of history.
I hope that returning to the real world will stop the bleeding.
Excessive blood loss made his consciousness begin to blur and his vision gradually turned black.
The two black arms were forcibly pulled off by the old eunuch. The shadow trembled and dissipated into the air, as if it had never existed.
The old eunuch looked at his hands blankly, and the broken arms were gone.
At the same moment, a black vortex appeared out of nowhere, and the old eunuch hurriedly reached out and pulled the unconscious Zhao Yushu over.
There wasn't a single wound on Zhao Yushu's body, but a lot of blood had disappeared, so much that even a cultivator of the fourth level of heaven couldn't stay awake.
The old eunuch breathed a sigh of relief, at least he was not dead.
When Zhao Yushu opened his eyes again, he found the scene somewhat familiar, familiar people, familiar ceiling, familiar walls.
It seemed as if he had just left Jiangning.
"I thought you had wrecked the car."
The old eunuch laughed and said, "If I destroy this good thing, the princess will be unhappy. This girl is so cute and angry. So, where did you go?"
Zhao Yushu struggled to get up and said, "You may not believe it, but I traveled through time."
"Crossing?"
"Well, I went back a hundred years and experienced the massacre myself. I suspect the Ghost King has gone crazy. He killed all his men."
The old eunuch's eyes widened: "This is really an unheard of thing. How did you get injured? I can't find any wound."
Zhao Yushu touched his cheek, his skin was smooth, and there was indeed no trace of injury, so he told the old eunuch what happened in the historical shadow. The old eunuch frowned and said, "I was outside and also entangled with Neijing who was very good at hand skills and footwork. According to what you said, it should be the Ghost King, but it's not the Ghost King. Could it be that someone really has a sense of time?"
"My cultivation is too low, my experience is too little, and the information I have obtained is too little. I am completely unable to guess the truth of the matter. It's a pity that I didn't find the opportunity and my body is still useless."
Zhao Yushu put his hands behind his head, feeling quite annoyed. This trip was a waste.
"No, how can you say you didn't find it? Wait until you get to the inner scene and come back again." The old eunuch handed over an iron plate. Zhao Yushu took it and took a look. The flame on the Ghost King's Order had been extinguished.
"Besides, I am not just standing there staring blankly. I have got this."
Zhao Yushu sat up straight abruptly, forcibly suppressing the restlessness in his qi sea.
A pitch-black dagger lay flat in the old eunuch's hand.