MTL - Life Simulation: Add Entries Starting From Health Preservation Skills-Chapter 147 This knife has a lifespan of four hundred years!

  Boom!

  A huge explosion sounded in the forest, and the place where Han Zhao was standing was knocked out of a big hole by the immortal black snake, sand and stones splashed, and dust and smoke dispersed.

   "Killed?!" Lu Huanxiu was taken aback for a moment, this kid acted like a master when he appeared on the stage, so he died?

   "On top." Zheng Xingui raised his head and looked above the canopy, which was more than ten meters high.

  The bright moonlight shone on Han Zhao's purple costume, and the red long knife slowly unsheathed at his waist exuded a strange cold light.

   Whoosh!

   After the blow fell into the air, the Immortal Black Snake curled up and shot into the air like a spring.

  Han Zhao tapped the crown of the tree under his feet, his body floated down in the air, all the knives around his waist were unsheathed, and the scarlet aura condensed rapidly, turning into a giant knife gang.

  Boom!

  The ten-meter red blade fell down with a bang, splitting the Immortal Black Snake in two from the middle.

   "It's really a rough way of fighting." Han Zhao couldn't help frowning slightly as he looked at the reunited Indestructible Black Snake.

  Whether it is these monsters or the children of the aristocratic family, in addition to relying on the power of blood and magic weapons, they basically rely on their own strength and speed to fight.

   Very few children from aristocratic families will learn some basic martial arts, but they are not proficient.

   "It doesn't take skill to kill a mortal." Xing Chen's expression remained calm.

  Generally speaking, snake-level masters will not use the Immortal Black Snake to fight directly, because it will increase consumption.

  He just released the poison through the immortal black snake, trying to capture Han Zhao alive.

   Boom boom boom!

  The Immortal Black Snake was beaten by Han Zhao again and again, and then regrouped again and again.

   Waiting until the Immortal Black Snake reorganized again, Xing Chen did not continue to attack, but waved at Zheng Xingui who was at the side, "I leave it to you, keep alive."

   "It's really good at calling people." Zheng Xingui curled his lips when he heard this, but still walked towards Han Zhao.

   "Have you changed?" Han Zhao's expression remained the same. Kurong style needs to accumulate saber energy, and the other party is willing to play slowly, so he is naturally willing to accompany him.

   "If the person behind you doesn't show up, you won't have a chance!" Zheng Xingui unhurriedly took out a light golden brush from the Sumeru pouch at his waist.

  【Pseudo-divine weapons formed by aggregating fragments of various divine weapons are quite powerful. 】

  The system prompt appears.

  Han Zhao stared intently at the golden brush in Zheng Xingui's hand.

   "Just me." It seems that they think they have reinforcements behind them, and they want to wait for others to arrive, and then catch them all.

  Zheng Xingui was taken aback for a moment, but his movements were not slow.

   "Bound!" He wrote a word in the void in front of him with a golden brush.

  A huge "结" character with a diameter of more than two meters flew into the air and stuck to Han Zhao's body.

  Han Zhao stretched out the index finger of his right hand, pointed it forward, and used the Water God Finger.

  A group of dark blue energy and true energy gathered at his fingertips, forming a compressed true energy the size of a pill.

  Boom!

   There was a bang like a bullet being ejected from the chamber.

  clang!

  The helix really hit the golden text head-on, making a huge metal impact sound.

   "A pointless struggle." Zheng Xingui shook his head, writing quickly with a brush in his hand, and the word "explosion" appeared out of thin air.

   Immediately afterwards, the golden text shimmered faintly and disappeared out of thin air.

  Boom!

  The next second, Han Zhao's body-protecting stellar energy a foot away from his body was automatically activated, and the golden word "explosion" clinging to his stellar energy exploded.

   "The abilities of the magic weapon are so strange!" Han Zhao was shocked by the huge explosion and took a step back. The words written by the golden brush can appear out of thin air, and the power is quite impressive.

   "My avatar of the strongest magic weapon of the Zheng family, 'Shenghuangbi', even though it is only one percent as powerful as the authentic product, is beyond what warriors like you can imagine." Zheng Xingui looked proud.

   "One percent?!" Han Zhao was taken aback for a moment, the power was only one percent.

  Is there such a big gap between the fake magic weapon and the magic weapon?

   So far, he has not seen the power of authentic divine weapons, and he has also seen the power of a hundred birds in simulation, but it is not as intuitive as in reality.

   "If you catch it with nothing, you can still suffer less." Zheng Xingui looked a little crazy, with golden lights in his eyes, and kept writing words in the void.

  A large number of "explosion" characters appeared continuously, and violent explosions continued on Han Zhao's protective body.

   "Actually, I have a question, and I'm very curious." Seeing that Zheng Xingui's mental state was slightly abnormal, Han Zhao had a guess in his mind.

   "What's the matter with the light of the spirit treasure in the soul orb you just mentioned?"

   Han Zhao asked.

   "Go to hell! Hahaha!" Zheng Xingui kept writing, ignoring Han Zhao's question at all.

   "Idiot! Don't use magic weapons anymore, you're going out of control!" Xing Chen's low voice sounded.

   "Since you can't communicate well, forget it."

  Han Zhao had a look of pity on his face, and the knives in his hands were shining red.

  Suddenly, a knife cut out.

   "Purgatory style!"

  The sky and the earth seemed to be shrouded in scarlet light, the terrifying knife energy was released suddenly, the violent air flow swept across the entire forest, and the strong wind rolled up fallen leaves and whizzed past.

   "This is it?" Lu Huanxiu was still watching the battle with great interest, wanting to see Han Zhao being brutally tortured by Zheng Xingui, but suddenly found that the surrounding images flashed, and his vision was scarlet.

"what happened?"

   Immediately afterwards, there was boundless darkness, as if falling into Avici Hell, losing sight, hearing, smell, touch, and taste.

"what!"

  Lu Huanxiu only felt severe pain all over his body, and the picture in front of him returned to normal. There was a terrifying knife mark on his chest with bone deep visible.

   And Lu Huanxiu was only on the verge of a knife attack, but he was the weakest of the three, so he was hit hard at the first time.

  Zheng Xingui, who is closest to Han Zhao, is in the center of the saber energy, and feels like he is in the mountain of swords.

  The most evil energy from the world seemed to gather in this blade, and countless blade energy hit his body.

  The golden brush in his hand only had time to write the character '御' before his arms and legs were severed by the saber energy, and the brush fell along with his arms.

   "Pfft!"

  As for the most powerful Xingchen, it was just that the indestructible black snake protecting her body was cut off, and the green robe on her chest was cut open by the knife energy, revealing the dark skin inside.

"Ah! My hand?!" Zheng Xingui screamed. The force in his body was trying to restore his arm, but he found that a strange sword energy was constantly surrounding and suppressing his force, making it impossible for him to recover. injury.

   "What an idiot, you can push it at will before you get the full approval of the magic soldier."

  Looking at Zheng Xingui's tragic situation, Xing Chen showed no sympathy, and looked at Han Zhao with disdain.

   "It seems that this is what you rely on, Tianshengzong's unique purgatory method! It is really powerful. But..."

   "Your realm is too low, and I happen to be not afraid of illusions. Besides, after so long, you should have felt it?"

   Xingchen looked at Han Zhao playfully.

   "Are you talking about poisoning?" Han Zhao looked at him calmly.

   "You know? You have precautions!" Xing Chen was startled, even He Wuji at the Martial Saint Realm couldn't handle his poison, and a warrior at the Grand Master Realm was fine until now.

   "You are not afraid of phantoms, just right, I am not afraid of toxins either." Han Zhao chuckled.

  The longevity formula brought him strong vitality, as well as the special effect of removing decay and regenerating muscle. He is extremely difficult to be poisoned, and can detoxify by speeding up the metabolism in the body. Basically, toxins enter his body and are excreted by him.

   "You must use poison on warriors whose realm is lower than yours. You are the most stable monster I have ever seen."

  Han Zhao sheathed the knives in his hands.

   "A body that is invulnerable to all poisons? When I inject the poison into your body, I'll see if you can really hold it!" Xing Chen showed a ruthless expression.

"Kaka!" His body swelled like a balloon, and his gorgeous green robe was torn apart by his bulging figure. Huge mouthparts protruded from his cheeks, his body surface seemed to be covered with a layer of black armor, a black scorpion tail about three meters long sprang out from behind him, and the hook at the tip flickered With a faint purple cold light.

  Han Zhao slashed out, and countless scarlet sword qi shot out.

   Chi Chi Chi Chi Chi!

Countless saber aura swept across the forest. Xingchen looked at Han Zhao playfully, his body stood motionless, and the scorpion tail behind him was like a sharp long whip, dancing wildly and irregularly, smashing the overwhelming terrifying saber aura with ease. .

   "Wow!" Countless air currents spread towards the surroundings, and the bitter wind blew Lu Huanxiu and Zheng Xingui who were lying on the ground into rolls, and hit the big tree heavily.

   Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang!

  Xingchen's scorpion tail attacked nimbly, colliding with Han Zhao's Zanye Dao.

   "Swoosh, swish!" Hearing the sharp wind in his ears, Han Zhao kept dodging and fighting back.

   "The body of a snake-level monster is too terrifying!" Han Zhao was awed in his heart. Jin Wuxin, who had perfect seven patterns, was torn apart just by his saber energy, while the snake-level star could resist the attack of the Zhanye knife.

  Every time there was a collision, Han Zhao felt the bones of his arm rubbing violently, the force was too great.

   "What's wrong?! Where's your self-confidence just now?"

   Xingchen walked towards Han Zhao slowly, and with just a scorpion tail, Han Zhao was forced to retreat steadily.

   "Enough." Han Zhao swung the scorpion's tail away with a single blow, murmured in a low voice, and put the long knife in his hand back into its sheath.

  The preparation time for the Kurong style is too long.

   "You are here." The smile on Xing Chen's face froze, because he suddenly found an extremely strange fluctuation coming from the warrior in front of him.

   "This is the power of life and death! Withering style?"

   "This knife has a lifespan of four hundred years!" Han Zhao drew out the knife slowly, the scarlet blade was completely covered by white light, and as he drew out the knife, something called life force quickly passed through his body.

   "Stop!" Xing Chen panicked, turned around and ran away.

  A martial artist in the master realm has a lifespan of 400 years, but the power of nirvana contained in the sword is real.

   Where did this neuropathy come from?

   Once they come up, they will die together!

   "Die." Han Zhao slashed lightly, and a dazzling white light piercing the sky burst out, reflecting the entire forest in a vast expanse of whiteness, like daytime.

   "Madman!" Xingchen was furious. His physical defense had been tempered to the extreme, but facing the whistling white light, he couldn't resist at all.

  White light shone on his body, and his vitality quickly disappeared.

"No!"

  Xingchen felt that the vitality and energy of his whole body were forcibly drawn away. His demon body, which was originally full of explosive power, shrank rapidly, his blood lost its vitality, his muscles lost strength, and his internal organs were rapidly aging.

  In just a few breaths, he changed from a great demon in full bloom to an old man who was about to die.

   Bang!

   Behind Xingchen, the tail like a steel whip hangs down weakly. Except for the sharp hook at the top, his whole body has completely lost its luster. In an instant, his body has gone through hundreds of years.

   "How can I." Xing Chen's body was extremely weak.

  However, looking at Han Zhao in front of him with only a strand of white hair on his temples, he suddenly widened his eyes.

   "Why would you?"

  For the power of death to injure others, it must first injure itself.

   "As a human, can you live longer than me? It's impossible!" Xingchen responded.

   "A lifespan of four hundred years! It's not a trivial matter to me, you are proud enough!" Han Zhao cut off Xingchen's head with a knife.

  Under the ravages of 'time', the indestructible black snake on the surface of the star has disappeared, and he was completely beheaded with an understatement.

   "This person is considered strong even among snake-level monsters. If you want to defeat him without injury, you have to do so." Han Zhao thought to himself.

  Even if he breaks through to the Martial Saint Realm, he can use the Kurong Style without consuming lifespan, and it is estimated that the power is not as strong as it is now.

This withering style is simply a move of exchanging life for life. He swung his sword and consumed four hundred years of life. Lost the ability to resist.

   "Next"

  Han Zhao turned around to look for Lu Huanxiu and Zheng Xingui.

   It was discovered that the two had died in the Kurong style.

   "What is the light of the spirit treasure of this soul pearl, who will tell me?"

  Han Zhao looked at the bodies of the two, and couldn't help but curse secretly.

  He had obtained the Yuan Soul Orb in the simulation for so long, and he didn't even know it.

   Besides, the members of the Qi family didn't say anything. I don't know if they didn't say anything, or they didn't know at all.

   He can only explore slowly in the simulation.

   "It's time for a happy harvest again." Han Zhao found a fist-sized black crystal from Xing Chen's corpse.

   "The magic crystal in the body of the snake-level monster is really extraordinary."

  Feeling the extremely pure yin energy in the magic crystal, he couldn't help sighing.

   Xingchen's powerful carapace has softened, and the only thing that remains active is his scorpion tail. Han Zhao carefully put it away and stored it in a Xumi bag.

   Then, he transferred the contents of Zheng Xingui Xumi's bag.

   As for the identity token that symbolized Zheng Xingui's top 100 unicorn list, Han Zhao didn't take it out.

   Originally, he just wanted to follow Lu Huanxiu to find the location of Xingchen, but he didn't expect to kill Zheng Xingui along the way.

  Then he can't reveal his identity now, otherwise besides Jiuyou Mansion, he will also provoke the Zheng family.

   "After absorbing the dragon blood in Shangguan Lie's body, can I go back to my old job?"

  Han Zhao thought to himself that with the yin energy provided by the stars, he could practice the indestructible magic of King Kong.