Chapter 1195: Fierce Battle

Elemental power! He had fought in campaigns for years, familiar with elemental power as everyday meals, and would never mistake it.

In the desolate countryside, with only three people, how could this guy unleash such dense elemental power? Could he have an army nearby? Though he didn't understand, he didn't forget to swing his other hand, unleashing a folding stab, slashing at He Lingchuan's waist. If the opponent blocked head-on, the second-stage folding stab would spring out, drawing an arc to go around behind, delivering a true waist-slash to He Lingchuan!

He Lingchuan had fought him for so long, half the difficulty lay in not wanting to hard-block this pair of folding stabs. The blades still had black energy coiling around them, likely spread from the Luo Sheng armor. He Lingchuan thought with his knees, knowing this was no joke, absolutely must not touch it.

But now he had elemental power boosting him, his strength suddenly surged while the opponent was caught off guard, so he twisted and wrenched the Floating Life Blade—

He used not just clever force, but transformed the "Strike Snake Following Staff" technique from the Thunderbolt Spear Method into a blade technique.

This technique originally targeted the wrists and arms of enemies holding weapons, but the Floating Life Blade was still caught in the folding stab's serrations, and the more he wrenched, the tighter it became.

The black-armored leader's current strength was no match for his, and he was actually wrenched into a sideways bend, stumbling! For a martial artist, being unable to stand firm was truly laughable. But the folding stab was fixed on his arm, unlike the Floating Life Blade which could be released.

The other folding stab veered off, the folding stab sprang out, with a slap hitting He Lingchuan's foot, gouging a two-inch-deep hole.

But veered off meant veered off, He Lingchuan didn't even dodge, his energy burst forth, seizing the chance to wrench again fiercely.

The two powerhouses strained against each other, the result was the folding stab couldn't hold up first, with a muffled "pa-ga" sound, breaking into two pieces from the middle!

The black-armored leader retreated two steps, gazing at the broken blade's cross-section, his eyes holding a few traces of disbelief.

This pair that had accompanied him in campaigns for years, slaughtering countless, just broke like this?

Ding-ding a few times, they exchanged blows again. He Lingchuan, once he unleashed elemental power, fought with increasing ease. The Luo Sheng armor's prior divine abilities that restrained him had all greatly diminished in effect.

As for the black-armored leader, his opponent's power faintly exceeded his own, and his right-hand folding stab was also broken, only half its original length, many exquisite follow-up moves could not be executed.

But He Lingchuan couldn't handle it for now, this black armor was extraordinarily solid, the Floating Life Blade struck the opponent twice, yet only shattered the scale armor, failing to wound the black-armored leader's flesh and blood.

Moreover, the black energy lingering on the armor, after just a dozen breaths, the broken armor repaired itself automatically.

Even the Floating Life Blade, encountering such a black canned head, might not be a qualified can-opener.

This is why the owner of the Luo Sheng armor remained undefeated for years:

It was simply too resistant to blows.

He Lingchuan's spiritual sense further told him that the black energy on the armor and blades was more dangerous than the black-armored leader himself; once contaminated, he feared evil karma would entangle him.

After fighting this long, besides weapons, he avoided touching this black armor, avoiding injury himself.

This battle was both tense and cautious, he hadn't felt this tired from fighting in a long time.

Just as he was thinking of a solution, Dong Rui suddenly reminded him via the eyeball spider: "Hey, Fuliushan is here!"

Things that shouldn't be seen, hurry up and put them away.

He Lingchuan's heart jolted, the red light all over his body vanished instantly.

Amid the snow mist, the two fought fiercely without rest, appearing no different from before.

Immediately after, Fuliushan burst from the woods, his tongue cracking spring thunder as he roared: "Futianlin!"

This great shout not only exerted his full strength, but also used a divine ability similar to "Lion's Roar," directly exploding thunder beside the black-armored leader's ear, shaking his eyes with chaotic red light.

Who? What Fu? Why does this name sound somewhat familiar?

His subordinate's movements didn't slow, but power decreased by three tenths, even the dancing snow mist in the air paused for a moment.

This small change was instantly sensed by Fuliushan, he pressed on again: "Futianlin, your wife waits for you, your clansmen wait for you!"

Wife?

"Look at what this is!" Fuliushan immediately threw an object at him.

This thing darted through the air, still able to emit a wooing sharp cry.

In the tense battle, the black-armored leader didn't hesitate, chopping it with a blade.

Only then did he discover, it was a tiny wind whistle, made of red stone.

Thin as a melon seed shell, the stone skin was unique to Chigu. The horse herders there made it into wind whistles, when running against the wind they needn't blow hard, it naturally sounds.

Making it silent is also simple, just press the small switch.

He Lingchuan had heard this whistle sound in Chigu before, but its effect on the black-armored leader was undoubtedly greater.

So familiar, as if it had lingered by his ears day after day, year after year.

This wind whistle, why does it look so eye-familiar?

Where exactly had he seen it?

In the black-armored leader's mind, a smiling face flashed by. Though blurry, it struck a bright light in his muddled consciousness.

The folding blade on his right arm finally paused, poised to strike but not yet released, his opening fully exposed.

How could He Lingchuan let such a good chance pass? He immediately pursed his lips and blew a short, sharp whistle.

From his collar responded an object, shooting like an arrow into the black-armored leader's left heart position! This was exactly the weak point Fuliushan had mentioned earlier, not covered by the original scale armor.

Earlier, when the black-armored leader fought the Yaojun army, this spot had also been pierced by an arrow, but not deeply, he just pulled it out casually, leaving a small hole.

The existence of this hole proves the Luo Sheng armor can only self-heal everywhere except here.

He Lingchuan had taken a liking to this spot.

How could the black-armored leader have expected dark projectiles to shoot from his chest? And now, distracted, his heart was instantly pierced through, a thread of black blood spurted out, he collapsed backward.

Yet this was a hit from Dong Rui's bat demon puppet! After several revisions, the bat demon puppet merged with the ability of the Child-devouring Hair Beast, its smallest form becoming minutely tiny, yet possessing armor-piercing and heart-extracting power, making it an excellent assassin.

He Lingchuan obtained it from Dong Rui, waiting for the best moment, and indeed one strike succeeded! This thing is small in size but strong in power, the black-armored leader was struck and fell backward, then he heard gnawing sounds from his chest cavity, fine and fine, like a mouse eating jerky.

Once the bat drilled into his chest, it began devouring his heart, wasting no time.

The black-armored leader flipped his wrist, the arm blade folded back, the blade edge pointing at his own heart and stabbed in!

He actually didn't hesitate to cut open his own heart, just to pull the bat out!

This is absolutely not something a human could do.

He Lingchuan wouldn't let him have his way, he propped the folding blade with the Floating Life Blade and swung it outward; the ghost ape always watched covetously from the side, this time spotting the opportunity, it rushed to his back, a large net hooded down over his head, then gave a hard yank.

The ghost ape and spider demon sisters had coordinated more than once or twice, trying various uses of the cave spider net. The net hooded down so haphazardly, the opponent's arm blade couldn't bounce off, leaving no room for technique.

(End of Chapter)