"Damn it, it's you again!" Drinking blood was just killing happily, but before he had enough addiction, the lingering yin and yang envoy chased him up. When he saw his old opponent, drinking blood was bad. , This guy is the best at creating chaos on the battlefield. If he were to free his hands to control a few coalition fighters who acted as the forward, wouldn't he have to experience another scene of cannibalism? No, I will never allow this to happen again!
Thinking of drinking blood here and smashing the dragon's teeth, the wind on the soles of his feet rushed towards the envoy of Yin and Yang, and now he didn't care who would command his troops, he only knew that he had to get this tricky guy out of the ring. "Kill kill kill! Fight with me for three hundred rounds!" Longya slashed at the Yin and Yang horns diagonally, drinking blood certainly did not expect such a simple trick to work, but he continued to attack, one step , Another step, although this kind of attack consumes physical strength, it has also taken the Yin and Yang envoy away from the battle circle, and the two are now a hundred steps away from the melee team.
"One-on-one? I'm happy to accompany you." The Yin and Yang envoy didn't seem to be afraid of the magic weapon in the blood-drinking hand, nor was he worried that his small body could not stand the dragon's teeth casually. Opposite four eyes with drinking blood.
On the other side of Drinking Blood, the fight just now made Drinking Blood a little bit of breath, and now he just took a break. He was not in a hurry, keeping a distance of about ten steps from the Yin and Yang Envoy, his murderous aura tightly locked on the target. This guy is a dangerous man, especially his superb puppet technique. If he hadn't seen through the mechanism last time, I'm afraid he wouldn't have the chance to stand here today.
"When are you going to take a rest? Can we start?" With a weird smile on the face of the Yin and Yang Envoy, his voice became hoarse, and he saw his hands become imprinted, and there was a word in his mouth: "Secret Techniques" , The ghost fog is heavy."
Drinking blood made sure that the distance between himself and the Yin and Yang Envoy was definitely only ten steps, but somehow, he actually felt that the distance between the two of them was slowly getting farther, and the thicker and thicker fog between them was blocking them. For a moment, Drinking Blood could no longer believe the scene in front of him, because he saw the body of the Yin and Yang Envoy turned into thick smoke, and it was so merged into the mist.
"Controlling a puppet is just a little skill of the teacher, today I will let you see my true ability!" The voice of the Yin and Yang envoy wafted from all directions, and the only thing that could be seen by drinking blood was the mist in the sky. The yin and yang envoy was very proud. In this ghostly fog, no one could tell the direction, because the fog not only deprived people of vision, but also paralyzed the sense of smell of people in the fog.
"Dignified Suomen Golden Knife, won't even my mist be incapable of breaking it." The Yin and Yang Envoy became more and more arrogant, and he continued to make provocations. He was not afraid that drinking blood would follow the sound, because he was in this thick fog. , His voice is everywhere. "Since you can't find me, let me find you! Secret technique, impermanence kills!"
Drinking blood did not dare to move, nor did he dare to open his eyes. He tried his best to condense every bit of his mind, relying on the killer’s instinctive insight to understand everything in the fog, but unfortunately from the moment the dense fog in front of him began to condense, He lost the position of the yin and yang envoy. How come every time you confront this guy, you have to be postponed. He is also Suomen's golden knife anyway, so he can't be so unhelpful. It's a pity that no matter what, now I can only wait for the enemy to reveal his flaws, and I have to guard against all sorts of weird killer moves.
"Kaka, Kaka." This is the sound of stepping on the ground, but this rhythm is definitely not human footsteps, what is it? Closer, closer, just three feet in front of you! The dragon tooth whizzed out of its sheath, carrying the historical Xiao Sha and slashed heavily on the chest of the incoming person. Drinking blood, feeling a stagnation from the blade, the blade did hit, but surprisingly, there was not a trace of the target. After the pause, he did not hesitate to rush forward with his own blade, and Longya drew a death cross one after another, but it was useless at all. The body still charged forward without fear of death. He had to drink blood and only jumped back, he didn't want to be bitten by these monsters.
Is it a puppet again? However, the feeling of the blade entering the flesh is so real. This is by no means a mechanical puppet made by manpower. What exactly is it? Drinking blood couldn't help opening his eyes, but was taken aback by the sight in front of him.
That thing, drinking blood can only be called a thing. White clothes and white hat, painted a face like white paint, but made a pair of scarlet lips. In his left hand, he held a holy spirit-like thing, and his right arm was chained. The originally pale clothes had long been stained with blood, and a piece of intestine was hanging out of the stomach like this, it should have just been cut off by drinking blood. His chest was cut to pieces by the blood-drinking knife, and he could actually see the appearance of his lungs. Drinking blood estimated that if he took a few more cuts, he might even be able to see the beating heart. Is this the impermanent ghost from hell? This is the real strength of Yin and Yang
"Crack, click, click." The thing wanted to move forward, but there was no chance. Because the dragon's teeth had already been out of the sheath, and cut off the knees of the impermanent ghost, now there was only a bloody mass left on the ground, which was disgusting. Drinking blood boasted that he was also used to seeing corpses, but the scene before him was really bloody, and he couldn't help but retching a few times.
"Chang!" Even though he was carrying his back, the blood-drinking sensation was much sharper than others, and he turned and slashed on the metal. Turning back, it was the chain on the arm of the impermanent ghost. He can actually move, what are these things. You can still struggle to tie your feet with a chain when you've been cracked open. What kind of persistence is this
"This is your ultimate move? It's nothing more than that." Drinking blood said in a vertical voice, but he was dumbfounded before he finished speaking. Oh my god, it turned out that this was not an attack by an impermanent ghost, right in front of drinking blood. Hundreds of guys like just now came out densely in the mist! What are these things? How can it be mass produced
Drinking blood turned a blind eye to the hundreds of threats in front of him, and Long Fang flew to dismember the body under his feet. Sure enough, it was an individual. With years of training in Suomen, drinking blood can clearly distinguish the age of this "person", the job he is engaged in, and what weapon he is used to. The corpse at the feet is obviously a man of about 30 years old. Except for his pale face, the skin on his chest and neck is tanned, his hands and feet are covered with calluses, but the structure of his muscles proves that this guy is not a habit. Wu Zhiren, is this a farmer