The whole yard was silent, with only the sound of howling wind and waves.
The old hunters were pinned to their spot by the aura, and their eyes turned to Kashu who suddenly rushed in. Yang Yan let the hem of his robe flutter wildly, and stared at the front with his eyes narrowed deeply. At the door, Kashu had a faint smile on his face, and he held a human head in his hand.
"You asked this idiot to deliver the letter?"
Kaxiu's low voice sounded, revealing a sense of coldness. He suddenly stretched out his free right hand, like a thick python pouncing on its prey, and bit the dark creature that was trying to retreat in the shadow beside him. With a slight force on his palm, he dragged the humanoid alien out and brought it in front of him. He pressed down with his palm, and with a bang, the alien's head was slammed into the chest.
Suddenly, the dark creature that had been struggling and screaming violently stopped moving and stood still like a wooden stake.
With a click.
A pair of big hands pressed a head onto the neck of the headless alien.
Viscous scarlet blood dripped from the uneven gaps in the cross-section. The strange body of the dark creature and the human head with eyes full of fear, when put together, actually had a strange beauty. Kaxiu flicked the blood off his palm and spoke slowly.
"I almost killed all the dark creatures in Florence two days ago, but I didn't expect there are still so many stink bugs now. It's disgusting to look at them..."
With that, his azure eyes turned a rich crimson.
His domineering gaze was directed towards Yang Yan!
boom!
!
In midair, two huge auras instantly condensed, carrying large tracts of air currents, and collided with each other. Suddenly, the whole yard was filled with howling winds, rubble flew, and petals and green leaves were torn off.
The old hunters who were originally suppressed by Yang Yan's spirit suddenly felt their shoulders lighten, and suddenly saw that in the center of the courtyard, two translucent qi forces visible to the naked eye formed a semi-arc-shaped air collision circle.
The two arcs, one on the left and one on the right, touched each other for less than half a second, and Yang Yan's expression changed drastically. The veins on his neck bulged, and his skin turned red. On the other hand, Kaxiu remained expressionless, and even took a step forward slowly with a snap. And with this step, the arc-shaped air mass on Yang Yan's side was directly crushed and disintegrated.
The airflow from the other side crushed over, like a huge wave rising tens of meters high from the sea, layer upon layer, endless. A huge force slammed into Yang Yan's shoulder, causing him to retreat two or three steps backward.
The last kick crushed a piece of hard gray brick.
This is a contest between the spirit and momentum of the fighters, involving a fighter's boxing philosophy and personal will. In the process of collision, the defeated or weak party will be suppressed or even damaged. In the next battle, the reaction speed of the flexible response will be significantly reduced, and it will be hesitant when seizing opportunities.
This is undoubtedly a serious weakening in the battle between the strong.
"What a surging spirit, filled with an almost unstoppable sense of dominance. The opponent is even better than me, a top fighter?!"
Yang Yan was shocked, and a chaotic stream of thoughts flashed through his mind.
There is no doubt that there are serious problems with the intelligence. According to Thorn Solomon's explanation and the investigation of the Royal Council, Kashu's strength is at most at the level of an ordinary shadow hunter, even though he slaughtered hundreds of dark creatures two nights ago. Because ordinary shadow hunters can do it, among these dark creatures, there are only wild beasts. The truly difficult and dangerous disaster spirits have never appeared.
Therefore, it was reasonable for Kaxiu to be at the level of an ordinary Shadow Hunter in the intelligence. After all, who would have thought that he had hidden his strength? In just a battle to compete for a Shadow Hunter seat, there was actually a top fighter among the participants. A master of this level was enough to replace Leiyu Dilixiati as the president of the Hunter Association.
You don’t know until you try it, and you’ll be surprised when you do!
A sharp light flashed in his eyes, and Yang Yan made a choice in an instant. He disappeared from the spot in a flash, and the bricks and stones were crushed directly. Yang Yan used his terrible explosive power to rush towards the old hunter like an arrow.
His target was very clear, which was the weakest Heb. As long as he could capture Heb, he would be able to take the initiative again.
Kroger next to him also thought of this instantly. He suddenly rushed to the right, and his body was wrapped in black metal, blocking the path.
"roll!"
Yang Yan shouted loudly and struck out with his palm. The intense heat accompanied by the red palm pushed forward and burned the air, bringing out a wisp of winding white smoke.
Kroger stood with his feet planted, ready to block the palm strike in a defensive posture.
Unexpectedly, a voice suddenly came from far away and chased towards them.
"You are the one who should get out. How dare you act so presumptuous in front of me!?"
whoosh!
A tall black afterimage rapidly advanced in front of the retina.
In just half a moment of distraction, Kaxiu's 1.9-meter-tall body appeared in front of Kroger. Red steam continued to gush out from the fabric mesh, like a soft gauze dress, or a blood-red cloak. On the surface of the cloak, there were overlapping feather-like folds.
Yang Yan's eyes narrowed, his heart became ruthless, and he increased his palm power by another 50%.
"Molten Fist, Boiling Blood Seal!"
The fiery red palm print completely turned deep red, and a flash of arc light flashed in the air, and then collided with Kaxiu's fist with a bang. The black and white floor tiles around it shattered.
The ground shook with a bang, and a large number of sparks splashed at the collision point, which were swept away layer by layer by the wind and waves. Yang Yan retreated more than ten steps in succession before he offset the huge force in his body. His palm trembled slightly, and the knuckles had cracked, and blood dripped down. In mid-air, it was decomposed into blood mist by a special force, like a layer of red clouds.
The spirit covering the arm also began to break apart in disguise, with spiral tears appearing, and even had a tendency to spread all the way to the entire torso.
Yang Yan immediately changed his palm into a fist and clenched it fiercely. The spirit from the palm to the forearm exploded, and the dead tooth strength inside also dissipated. With a hiss, a large number of needle-like holes appeared on the ground, which were thinner than a hair and really made people feel a little creepy.
"What a brutal secret martial art! It's almost like it was born to tear and kill flesh!" Yang Yan's eyes were filled with fear. He thought that the secret martial art he practiced, the Lava Fist, was already extremely aggressive. As long as his palm hit someone's body, he could instantly ignite the blood under that person's skin, heating the liquid inside to boiling and roasting the muscles.
But, compared with this strange power, it is nothing.
If he hadn't used his spirit to cover his palm, it wouldn't have been that simple, and he would have cut off a large piece of flesh and blood. If he hadn't made a quick decision and let the force spread freely, he would have had to pay a huge price in spirit to get rid of it, and his spirit would have been damaged.
"I am no match for him alone, let's go back and find Zhuhun!"
As soon as this thought flashed through Yang Yan's mind, his expression changed drastically. It turned out that a black shadow rushed over, with two strong arms that could split gold and stone.
When it was swung quickly, there was a booming sound in the air.
Peng!
The two red fists collided suddenly, and the spiral decomposition force characteristics and ignition high temperature characteristics were brought into full play, causing the airflow to twist rapidly. Yang Yan only felt a huge force pressing down on him, and he couldn't help but retreat backwards crazily.
"Not only is the opponent strong in secret martial arts, but his physical strength has also reached a terrifying level. I don't even have the qualifications to compete with him..."
He felt his entire right arm go numb and painful, and the right half of his body skeleton crackled when hit by the punch. If it weren't for the spirit filling his flesh and blood skeleton to provide support, and the skin to provide a defensive buffer, Yang Yan wouldn't have been able to take the punch. I'm afraid that arm would have been disabled on the spot.
"Thump, thump, thump, thump..." A black-robed figure retreated rapidly.
"Swoosh!" A tall figure chased after him, overwhelming him with domineering force.
Bang! Bang!
The low wall was smashed in its entirety, torn apart easily like a piece of tofu. The bricks and stones on the street were all crushed underfoot.
"Bang!"
Just as Yang Yan was about to regain his balance, another terrifying fist came at him. He pushed his palm out, and his wrist cracked, obviously fractured. His body, which already had some strength left, flew backwards like a cannonball again. Yang Yan's teeth chattered, and blood oozes out from the gaps.
“Three punches!
! He can kill me with three punches! "
Although he couldn't believe it, the strong sense of crisis in the fighter realm told Yang Yan that he might be beaten to death with the next punch! This level of strong people is rare even in the sect organization. I didn't expect that I would be unlucky enough to meet him, damn it!
Faced with the threat of death, he suddenly hardened his heart and pulled out a red eyeball from his arms. It was the Red Tearful Eye encapsulated in amber.
He crushed the amber with two fingers, and the red tearful eyes looked straight at the surging Kaxiu. A red light gathered at one point like a ray, bringing extremely terrifying and extremely fast penetrating force, turning into a red line.
"Scarlet Fang Gun."
The red rays in the air collided with two fingers wrapped in scarlet spiral power, bringing out a huge explosion of light.
The red light spread out and turned into a disk perpendicular to the ground. With a puff, a fifty-meter-long dirt gully was cut out of the ground. Although the gully was only two fingers thick, it was bottomless.
When the red light disappeared, the Red Tear Eye exhausted its energy and shattered on the spot.
Kaxiu pointed out two fingers, one of which disappeared, and the other was worn down to half. The cross section was bloody and had a burning smell. His palm was seriously injured, but he remained calm.
He leaped forward, and his right arm turned into a shooting knife and swung down.
Yang Yan raised his arms in front of him and roared. His entire right wrist was cut off, leaving a long and narrow gap from his left shoulder to his right waist. His face was hideous and he was in extreme pain, but it was not because of the injury, but because he had swallowed the disc that controlled the dark creature.
Now, the disc fragment was in his body, burning hot. The seven or eight wild beast-level dark creatures that were still around screamed.
It seemed as if something in the air was sucking away their vitality! The skin of these dark creatures dried up bit by bit, and their flesh and blood shrank rapidly. In less than half a second, they became mummies.
On the other hand, Yang Yan's injuries were healing at an extremely fast speed, and his entire body was rapidly expanding and becoming stronger, tearing the heavy black robe apart. However, his face began to become hideous and elongated, showing a ferocity that was different from that of humans.
His fangs were protruding, his eyes were red, and his face was full of blue veins.
This is the latest research result of the Florence Experimental Field in the past two years. The core is provided by the leader Xia Du. What Yang Yan and Zhu Hun have to do is to popularize this technology. In simple terms, this simple disc can not only manipulate and control dark creatures, but also feedback to the master of the disc.
The more and stronger the controlled dark creatures are, the more the disc wielder will receive some unknown blessing, and his power will continue to grow. The disc also has an emergency mode, which can extract the power of all the controlled dark creatures at once and infuse it into the body of the wielder, reaching an explosive state.
However, in this way, the disc made of precious materials would be completely destroyed.
Yang Yan didn't want to do this, but there was no other way. The threat posed by Kaxiu was too strong. The fear of being beaten to death with three punches far outweighed the side effects of destroying the disc or even forcing it to explode. He felt his whole body expand like a balloon, and his strength increased inch by inch.
"Such a surging force... I'm afraid my current physical condition can..."
Peng!
A black shadow crashed over again, waking Yang Yan up. He threw a punch after his power surged, but was still shocked by the opponent, making his entire skeleton numb and flying backwards in embarrassment. The power gained from destroying the disc could only barely hold out for a little longer under the opponent's hands. At this moment, Yang Yan was completely out of ideas.
He used the force of the recoil to smash a house, and fell into the river with a splash. Then he ran violently on the water, intending to rush along the river to the experimental site in the sixth district of Florence. Zhuhun was there today, and brought the bigwigs of the royal family and the parliament to visit the latest experimental progress. These old immortals must be protected by masters at all times, and there are some very dangerous aliens imprisoned in the cell. Yangyan and Zhuhun joined forces, which can be said to be a perfect combination of offense and defense!
Peng!
A figure on the roof fell into the river like a meteorite.
The water splashed like a fountain to a height of more than ten meters, and a black figure rushed out from the water curtain. Kaxiu chased in the direction of Yangyan.
As he pressed on step by step, the hidden cards of the sect were revealed one by one. He could transform dark creatures, control dark creatures, and even use dark creatures to strengthen himself! It was getting more and more interesting. In this era of Florence, he undoubtedly had a partial strength advantage over the sect, which was just right for digging out the other party's cards.
Just like a black bear slowly chasing its enemy, the huge pressure will force the enemy to use all its moves in an attempt to save its life. The chased person will throw a piece of honey every once in a while, and the black bear will cooperate and stop for a while to give the chased person a chance to breathe. When all the honey on the chased person is squeezed dry, it will end the poor creature's life.