Chapter 29 Hand-to-Hand Combat

Ye Jingxing did not use the data template this time so as not to put extra pressure on himself.

Do not use the power of the Herrscher, do not use any black technology, because these are all illusions in a small divine grace barrier.

The second time, they only used weapons and bodies to fight.

The last time was when I had no hope of survival.

A golden light curtain appeared behind him, and two long swords appeared in his hands.

The first black-robed envoy who rushed towards him glanced at himself out of habit and found that the holy light was still there, with a hint of ridicule in his eyes.

The long sword cut through the void and chopped off the head of the black-robed messenger.

"How can it be!"

"It's unscientific!"

There was fear in the eyes of the second black-robed messenger, and he cast a puzzled look at the leader of the black-robed messenger.

"He did not use the power of God. He took out the weapon in his hand and prepared for hand-to-hand combat."

"Buzz, buzz, buzz."

Countless long swords with extremely sharp edges appeared instantly, reflecting the frost.

The long sword reflected the dazzling white light somewhat dazzlingly.

"Buzz, buzz, buzz."

The earth was rendered extremely sacred by the sudden appearance of the golden light curtain.

Countless standard weapons slowly poked their heads out.

But before it could fly very high, it was attracted by gravity, spinning in the air and returning to the earth.

A military tomb was born again.

"roll."

Ye Jingxing used all his strength to swing his swords, slashing at any weapons that came close to him.

"Click."

Unexpectedly, his war blade was cut off with a knife.

The sharp sword was as powerful as a broken bamboo, slashing towards his neck.

Ye Jingxing, with quick eyes and quick hands, threw out the half-remaining weapon and hit the attacker's wrist.

But there was still a trace of blood left between his neck.

Ye Jingxing, with quick eyesight and quick hands, leaned over and rolled to avoid the fierce attack that followed.

He stood up, pulled out two weapons from the ground, and started fighting again.

"Ding, ding, ding." Fireworks flew everywhere, and afterimages filled the sky.

Ye Jingxing waved the long sword in his hand, and the sword light formed an airtight sword net, blocking the sword light coming from all directions.

Although the sword is sharp, it will eventually curl and break.

"Click."

The sword broke, the sword net broke apart, and several sharp blades stabbed towards his vital parts.

No matter how advanced your skills are, you are still afraid of group fights.

Bone-deep wounds appeared on Ye Jingxing's body, bleeding gurglingly.

"Death." Ye Jingxing gritted his teeth, moved forward again, drew out two long swords, and frantically cleared away the enemies around him.

Trading injuries for injuries and completely risking his life really shocked many people.

When the weapons shattered, Ye Jingxing would pick up any weapons on the ground, use them as spears, and throw them out.

Throwing it at the dense crowds in all directions, it often happens that one can penetrate five.

The price is a few more bone-deep scars on the body.

The sword dance continues.

"puff."

"Click."

"Ding ding ding."

Gold and iron collide, sparks fly.

Death, blood flowers, screams, lamentations, corpses falling to the ground, bleeding and floating in the oars.

Every black-robed messenger was furious.

He would rather be cut in two than leave a trace of a wound on Ye Jingxing's body before dying.

This also caused Ye Jingxing's movements to slow down more and more, his mind to gradually become comatose, his body temperature to gradually drop, and his breathing to become increasingly difficult.

"Retreat." The black-robed messenger standing high looked at Ye Jingxing, who was scarred and on the verge of death, and gave the order to retreat.

A bloody circle quickly appeared around Ye Jingxing.

Ye Jingxing held a spear in both hands, supporting his body.

I would rather die standing than live on my knees.

The pain has long since turned into numbness.

"How, Holy Son, when your divine authority cannot function, what power are you prepared to use against Him?"

"It's ridiculous to use magic to defeat magic. It's really ridiculous. Are you going to use these incomplete powers to defeat the real gods?"

"Holy Son, there is no hope for mankind. The day of God's coming is coming, and all the guilty people in the world will be sent to hell. Only the innocent people will see eternity."

"Have you considered it? Holy Son, do you want to join us, redeem your sins, and gain eternity!"

The voice of temptation and temptation spread into Ye Jingxing's mind.

"Hahaha, fuck eternity, I am not the Holy Son, I want to destroy Honkai and fight for all the good things in the world!"

Ye Jingxing stood up suddenly and threw the spear in his hand.

"Buzz."

The shocking blow was easily dodged by the black-robed leader.

"If you don't eat the toast, you will be fined with wine. In this case, then die."

The black-robed messenger waved his hand again, and a series of golden spears representing sanctions attacked Ye Jingxing.

"If power cannot defeat Honkai, then use magic to defeat Honkai."

Ye Jingxing roared at the top of his lungs.

A golden light curtain appeared in front of him, swallowing the spear of judgment that came through the air into the king's treasure house.

"Projection, analysis, copying, enchantment."

Blood dripped from the corner of his mouth without money.

The dense spears of judgment arrived belatedly and slowly emerged from the golden light curtain.

"What, what kind of ability is this?" the black-robed leader said in disbelief.

"There are always creatures on earth who can face the power of God. Don't underestimate us!"

"Go." Ye Jingxing waved forward suddenly.

The golden rainstorm is continuous, the chains are ringing, and the sound is soul-stirring.

The spears flew further and further away, although the old spears kept falling to the ground.

But it was constantly consuming the energy of the small divine grace barrier

The soft light curtain of the mini cross gradually shrank and faded.

The huge and indescribable pressure was also relieved a lot.

It was as if the thousand-pound boulder on his body moved to the side, giving Ye Jingxing a chance to breathe.

The black-robed leader saw that the situation was not good, took out a golden crystal in his hand and crushed it quickly.

"We will see each other again one day."

The golden light flashed, and the black-robed leader disappeared.

"Chains of the sky."

The golden chain fell from the sky and suddenly stabbed at the increasingly sluggish golden light curtain.

"Crack."

"Puff, puff, puff."

"Help-"

"I don't want to die yet."

"God, save me."

The killing flower, enchanting, weird.

All the black-robed messengers were killed.

"Cough cough cough." Ye Jingxing covered his mouth hard, blood overflowed from the gaps between his fingers, dripping, dyeing the earth red.

"Tick, tick."

He hurriedly exchanged a bottle of recovery potion.

He forced it into his mouth along with the blood.

"It's a bit salty."

"Smell positioning, map exploration."

A blue light spot appeared at Ye Jingxing's feet, pointing the way for Ye Jingxing.

The moment the black-robed leader escaped, Ye Jingxing triggered a new task again: God-killing.

"God-killing: Destroy the statue of the God of Collapse descending on the earth, and destroy the clown jumping in front of you."

"Reward: Power fusion, a lot of experience points."

Just these four words made Ye Jingxing's heart surge.

The system will not issue rewards without reason. The reward of each task is to lay the groundwork for future tasks.

Then this power fusion should be an important means to improve the power level and fight against the God of Collapse.

Ye Jingxing, who was no longer a human being at this moment, swallowed the recovery potion in big mouthfuls.

While healing, he also summarized his abilities that did not belong to this world.

In the end, he found that only the King's Treasure did not belong to this world, and perhaps it could not be affected by the Divine Grace Boundary.

Ye Jingxing was not sure whether other talents could be disturbed by the Divine Grace Boundary.

For the sake of safety, Ye Jingxing did not take them into account.

Suddenly, Ye Jingxing remembered Desdobia's wild fighting style and the high-tech mechanical weapons.

"The fusion of magic and human wisdom, I wonder if you can withstand this cause and effect?"

Ye Jingxing opened the system store again.

He used up his few lucky points and exchanged for a set of various mechanical templates for male mechanics in the ground city and warriors.

At this moment, new information came into his mind.

The catalog of King Jinshanshan's treasure house opened a new page again.

Countless inventions of modern civilization are listed among them. Ye Jingxing believes that in the near future, there will be more inventions that will appear in the new catalog.

"Pop." The golden light curtain emerged, and the golden bomb figurines with timers on their heads made their first appearance.

"Boom, boom, boom."

The roars seemed to be the death knell for someone.