boom!!!
The fist like a meteor hammer hit the chest of a half-leopard man, and it pierced through him. And with the remaining force, the arm carried the leopard man's body and smashed it hard against a big tree.
Winter! Hualala...
The leaves turned into a green rain like water drops.
The leopard man's feet left the ground and floated in the air, his arms and head drooping, and hot blood gushing out from the corners of his mouth.
The beast flow was injected with beast blood, which was known for its strong instantaneous combat power and tenacious vitality. But now the leopard man's tenacious vitality was completely useless. When the fist pierced through him like an iron rod, the terrifying power had already spread in all directions from the collapsed position of the chest like a shock wave.
If the leopard man's body was dissected at this moment, one would see that his internal organs had been completely shattered. This kind of injury was more horrible than cutting off his limbs, and his ability to recover was completely useless.
Phew!
A scarlet arm clenched into a fist was retracted.
The corpse fell, revealing a head-sized hole on the tree trunk behind. The shattered wood chips inside flowed out like water, covering the Leopard Man's dead head.
"Beast blood? Haha, it's just an unorthodox method."
Kaxiu sneered and said to himself: "Only muscles! Only muscles are omnipotent! Bigger, denser, thicker, and more powerful!"
"You you...you..."
The three orcs who were rushing forward stupidly stopped immediately. Just in the blink of an eye, half of their number was lost!
She was not killed by some strange means, but was torn to pieces by the man opposite her. The brutality and power were vividly displayed in front of the three people, which was far more shocking, oppressive and frightening than other means.
Without any hesitation, the three of them turned and ran.
The sound of footsteps trampling mud echoed in my ears, and a voice appeared from behind at some point: "Your strong bodies combined with your poor skills, your purity is really too low..."
Peng!
The head of a running orc suddenly exploded and spread in a fan-shaped area in front like a burst watermelon.
Its headless body instinctively ran forward two steps, and then fell with a plop onto the road mixed with blood, cement and water.
The other two screamed and tried their best.
However, a huge black shadow suddenly appeared behind them, grabbed the man's head with one hand, and then kicked the two men on the back. The terrifying force caused the two men to fly out like clouds and mist, sliding on the muddy ground for more than ten meters. As they slid, blood gushed from their necks.
At the same place, Kaxiu was holding the two heads, his face as hard as iron.
No one can stop him from recovering his strength, no one can stop him from completing his mission, not even Black Rain Villa!
"My pants are torn... Damn..."
On the forest path, Kaxiu looked down at the fabric that had cracks from the intense fight. He exerted force with both hands, and with two loud bangs, the skull burst, and blood gushed out.
He raised his hand and let the blood be washed away by the rain.
The hot blood faded, and the cold feeling occupied his mind again. Kaxiu looked around, it was a mess, blood and flesh. The two heads that had just been crushed were sunken into the mud like a flat ball.
"No, I'm affected!"
"Even if I was hot-blooded, I couldn't be so cruel!"
"Is it the Demon Shadow!?"
He suddenly turned his head and looked at the shadow behind him. In the gurgling rain, Kaxiu's shadow overlapped with the shadow of a big tree next to him.
As if hiding in the shadow of the tree canopy.
"It's not the Demon Shadow... This body is the body of Dusk in the Retrograde Era. I sense that it is indeed affected by a part of the Demon Shadow, but not as serious as in reality. So it should be Black Rain Villa! Is there a problem with the mark?" Kaxiu raised his right hand and looked at the shield symbol on it: "Or... is it the power of the secret soul?"
He frowned tightly, as if thinking about something.
In Huang Hun's memory, he didn't seem to have encountered a similar situation. The Night Evils of the Beast Flow, Mercury Flow, and Dark Flow were indeed affected consciously, but the main reason was that their wills were changed by the source of power.
Beast blood, extraordinary mercury, and organs of dark creatures.
As far as Huang Hun knew, the power of the secret soul was a very pure thing, without any strange factors added to it. At least Huang Hun had used it before and there was no problem.
"The power of the secret soul is fine? Impossible!"
“There must be something wrong!”
"It may be because I exchanged too little at dusk. I exchanged and used too much, so naturally the accumulation of small amounts has affected me..."
Kaxiu found a reasonable possibility and nodded slightly. He turned around and returned to where he first stood.
On the ground, there was a black cloak, a pale red heavy wooden box, and a silver-white mechanical crossbow with violent steam.
Kaxiu walked forward and quickly put on the special cloak. He found that this wide black cloth was still suitable for him, so that he would not have to wear it in battle. He could just throw the cloak away. After killing the enemy, he would put on the cloak again.
He bent down and picked up the slightly heavy box.
Kaxiu picked up the mechanical crossbow again, pulled the black rope and hung it around his neck, like hanging a small kettle. He did not forget that he was still a member of the crossbow school.
A few hours later, in Black Rain Villa, at the baptismal church.
In a dimly lit and very quiet secret room.
"Huff huff huff huff..."
The heavy breathing sound like that of a wild bull kept echoing in the space, and a faint white airflow was flowing from the tip of Kaxiu's mouth and nose.
His powerful body was flushed red, every inch of his muscle bulged and contracted elastically, and his tendons throbbed like steel bars.
The huge and hot body temperature constantly evaporates the sweat on the surface of the body.
A faint white mist was coming out of Kaxiu's back.
Just now, he exchanged four units of Secret Soul Power and put all of it into the improvement and evolution of Secret Weapon.
As for the previous speculation that a large amount of secret soul power would affect people's will and make them more brutal and bloodthirsty, Kaxiu temporarily put it aside. The most important thing now was to recover his strength.
If a little bit of brutality and bloodthirstiness within the tolerable range can be exchanged for a rapid increase in strength, then he is willing to bear this price! In the secret room, a pair of eyes slowly opened.
"Elephant Soul Secret Technique: Insect Bite 15.1% (three levels in total)"
Beyond the limits of the human body, a boxer, the first blood acceleration! Kaxiu's recovery speed was quite fast. In just over four months, he had returned to the boxer realm.
This is the effect of the power of the secret soul on the secret martial arts...
It took Kaxiu several years to reach the level of a boxer for the first time, and it also required a large amount of precious pills and ointments.
And all of these were instantly omitted by the power of the secret soul.
It seemed to be a kind of pure energy, which was beneficial to any skill training. But Kaxiu felt that this energy was most beneficial to secret martial arts.
It even seems that the two originally complement each other
He didn't know why he had such an idea...
Maybe it's intuition.
Kaxiu stood up, put on his clothes, opened his umbrella, left the baptismal church, and walked towards the mission hall.
He was not satisfied with recovering to the first level of blood acceleration. He wanted to recover at least to the second level of blood acceleration.
Kasu's original physical realm was.
"Elephant Soul Secret Technique: Insect Bites 43.2% (three levels in total)"
As long as he reaches 33.3% of the Insect Bite Realm's minor success, he will be able to open up the second node and form a circulation between the heart and navel.
In this way, Kaxiu's combat effectiveness can be restored to a large extent.
He is still about 18% away, which is not too far away, nor too easy. The initial stay was originally seven months, and now more than four months have passed, with less than three months left. It should be enough for Kaxiu to recover his strength.
And the moment he regained power, some of the plans he had thought of at the beginning could be implemented.
Mission Hall, it's time to release additional missions.
The square frame on the wall where the shield-class gathered was blank. The time had not yet come, and the note had not been refreshed.
But there was already a group of people blocking the road nearby.
They all want to grab a good one when the mission is released.
"Get out of the way! Get out of the way!"
A man in black leather pushed aside the Nightmare monsters around him, showing off his dominance. He was about 1.8 meters tall, with a "V"-shaped silver metal inlaid on his shirt under the leather jacket, and there were traces of sharp fangs in his mouth.
"It's Gaius from the Beast Style. It is said that he already has the strength of a sharp sword level, but the annual promotion time has not come yet. He can only continue to accept shield-level missions and wait..."
Someone in the crowd who was well-informed said to his companions.
"Let's make room."
"This guy is very powerful, don't mess with him..."
"Haha." Listening to the discussions around him, Gaius sneered. Mixing with this group of shield-level people made him feel like a crane standing out among chickens, while he himself was a sword-level strength.
If the time hadn't come, he would have...
Pop.
Suddenly, a hand was placed on Gaius' back.
"Get out of the way." A deep voice came from behind.
He instinctively took a look and saw a shield-like symbol on the back of his hand, with a small crossbow tattoo around it.
"A sissy who loves crossbows?! Are you looking for death?"
Gaius raised his eyebrows, his face full of anger. He turned around suddenly and suddenly met a pair of cold and indifferent eyes.
Gaius shuddered and froze in place. The other man was half a head taller than him, and even with the cloak on, he could still see his extremely strong body below him, like a wall.
Is this a crossbow man? Aren't crossbow men and women slim? How can such a strong man perform physical skills? Gaius glanced at the man's exposed strong arms, the muscles on them were tangled like tree roots.
"I..." He opened his mouth and was about to introduce himself.
Suddenly, an irresistible force came, and the big hand threw Gaius backwards like trash.
He looked up in bewilderment, and found himself thrown to the outermost part of the crowd. With a swish, the tasks in the box on the wall suddenly refreshed, and the Night Stalkers each started to choose.
By the time Gaius squeezed in again, all the tasks on the wall had been picked. He turned around to look for the cloaked man, but found that he seemed to have left.
"Grass!"
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Before I knew it, a month and a half had passed.
January 12, 107th year of the Red Lebanese Federation calendar.
Winter is here and the weather is a bit cold.
In the morning, the streets of Ninton were covered with a layer of light white frost, and carriages and cars passed slowly from time to time. On the sidewalks, pedestrians wore thick coats and scarves, with their hands in their pockets, their necks hunched, and white air coming out of their mouths.
The ornamental trees on both sides of the road were completely bare, and above the bare branches, a row of black birds flew across the sky.
On the side of the road, a slender boy with a delicate face walked quickly forward. He was about 1.6 meters tall and was wearing a very warm windbreaker, which made him look even smaller.
Nicknamed Civet Cat, real name Leon, Shield level.
He is a new member joining the crossbow flow.
Its body shape is also suitable for this light fighting style.
Lyon has something to do today. A few days ago, Crossbow Stream took on a shield-level group mission, the target location is in the suburbs of Nington City. Group missions are different from single-player missions. They are more difficult and dangerous, but the rewards are also very generous.
The Crossbow School immediately began to summon shield-level members. They were a small school, not as many as those big schools. After summoning everyone, they found that even with the new members, the number was still a little small. Many members were in the process of performing regular tasks and were not near the Black Rain Villa at all.
Helplessly, the crossbow team could only rush towards Nington City while summoning other members along the way. After all, although the more people there were, the less reward there was, but it was safer.
It's not a difficult trade-off between having less reward and surviving.
The target of this group mission is a group of vampires, and it is impossible to take them down without enough manpower.
And Lyon was sent out to find manpower.
Members of the Crossbow School usually leave their temporary residence at the base, so that they can be contacted if something happens. And in case of accidental death, the school will also help you deal with your belongings.
Of course, this is a free choice, and it’s okay if you don’t want to keep it.
The cold wind blew across his face, and Leon shivered. He could not help but wrap his coat around himself and took out a piece of paper from his pocket.
There was a line of small black words on it.
Dusk, Shields Level, 29 Garden Street, Preston.
There was a photo under the note, showing a slender young man with a smile on his handsome face.
There is an inexplicable feeling of fragility and elegance.
His appearance fits the overall image of the crossbow group members.
Leon took a few careful looks, confirmed that he had memorized the face, and then walked forward quickly, his steps light and his movements agile.
A moment later, he stood in front of the door of a two-story building.
He took out the photo and looked at it again, then started knocking on the door.
“Knock knock knock…” “Knock knock knock…”
Soon, the sound of someone walking down the stairs was heard in the room, and the sound quickly spread towards the door.
"Who is it?" A deep voice came from the door.
Leon was stunned for a moment. Mr. Dusk's voice and appearance did not match well. He shook his head and said, "Excuse me, Mr. Dusk? I am a member of the Black Mountain Manor Archery Club."
"I'm Dusk, come in."
With a creak, the door was opened.
Leon looked up and froze in place for a moment.
A thick black wall advanced inch by inch.
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