Shan Jun's blown-out left ear was still gurgling with blood, but he seemed unaware. He opened his five fingers and shed five rays of blue light from between his fingers. Du Zijun stood in front of the mirror, and the light immediately spread, breaking through the soil and turning into translucent crystal partition walls, like a simple colosseum, immediately surrounding the two people in a pentagonal closed space.
"In that case, let me have fun with you." Shan Jun stared at Du Zijun opposite, "This space is level B+, and any props lower than or equal to its level cannot be used in it. I want to see if you can still What tricks are you using?"
Shu Yun's expression changed: "Brother Shan, this is for opening the door!"
"Take care of yourself," Shan Jun spat impatiently, "Just don't get eaten by ghosts!"
Shu Yun stomped her feet angrily, but seeing those ghosts swarming in and completely blocking her way, she had no choice but to brace herself and think about how to break out.
In this gap of 0.01 seconds, the two figures collided in mid-air again, fighting each other crazily!
Shan Jun's big fist grazed the side of Du Zijun's face, leaving a hot red mark. Du Zijun quickly dodged it, raised a whip and hit Shan Jun's belly hard!
But his current weight is still too light after all, unlike before when he had the strength to kill people in an instant. Shan Jun took the kick impartially and just grunted. Du Zijun immediately felt as if he had kicked a thick steel plate. He felt something was wrong and wanted to turn around and retreat, but Shan Jun's lips Bian had already twisted out a trace of ferocious smile lines, and grabbed his ankle bone with his hands!
"... It's still a little bit weak." He said hoarsely, and at the same time he punched out, hitting Du Zijun's waist hard and almost piercing his spine in an instant!
Sharp pain spread through his brain, and uncontrollable bright red blood spurted out from Du Zijun's tight lips. The moment Shan Jun grabbed his leg bone, he turned around to avoid it. However, in the rapidly changing battle situation, he was hit by the opponent's punch, which almost broke his slender body in two!
But in the next second, he soared into the air as fast as lightning. With the strength of Shan Jun's grip, he ignored the intense pain around him that could make an adult man faint. Shan Jun's tall and muscular body suddenly lifted up, flipping him to the ground with a loud, dusty sound!
His body was as flexible as a python, but also as agile and quick as a python, and his hands were slippery. His Shan Jun palms were full of blood and sweat. He suddenly threw them to the ground. For a moment, he couldn't catch his whereabouts. Then Du Zijun suddenly rushed up, He strangled his neck!
Shan Jun was like a wounded beast entangled by a vicious python, struggling and roaring on the ground, fighting to the death. Veins popped out on his forehead, and his face was swollen with blood and sweat. He tried his best to pull off Du Zijun's tightly clenched thighs and tear them in half, but the material of Du Zijun's tight black clothes was not ordinary fabric. , it was tough and smooth, like a real snakeskin wrapped around the body. Every time, his fingers dug deeply into it, and then slid down unsupportably.
He roared angrily, arched his back fiercely, and hit the ground. The scalp-numbing impact was dull and terrifying. Du Zijun was thrown to the ground once and twice by him. By the third time, Du Zijun's His chin was already stained red by the overflowing blood, but he remained silent, staring at Shan Jun with a gaze without any warmth, as if he was looking at a dead person.
At this moment, even Shan Jun couldn't help but vaguely wonder amidst the lack of oxygen and painful suffocation, is this woman really a created and trained killing machine with no pain or fear
At the same time, Du Zijun stared at him with cold eyes and suddenly opened his mouth.
This move was very strange, and it also caused Shan Jun to hesitate for half a second in his counterattack. But only for half a second, a bad shadow suddenly passed through his mind, because he saw a flash of scarlet color in Du Zijun's open lips, Like a snake letter, also like a strange star of fire.
… what
The red fire point suddenly popped up, and a malicious smile appeared on Du Zijun's face. He clamped his teeth together suddenly, bent his body into an incredible arc, and burned Shan Jun's exposed left ear. go!
The sizzling sound of roasting flesh suddenly sounded. Shan Jun tensed up and roared instantly!
"Ah!" His roaring and howling voice in pain echoed in the terrifyingly lonely night sky, almost not human anymore. Shu Yun, who was fighting alone in front, suddenly turned around and shouted in panic: "Brother Shan! "
- Du Zijun has not spoken since the barriers were erected around him, because he hid the cigarette butt he had smoked before in his mouth without leaving any trace. When Shan Jun showed a slight flaw or fatigue, he could let him get closer. At that moment, it was time for him to use cruel methods to torture the other party.
In this aspect, Du Zijun has never been inferior to anyone.
The cigarette butt burned deeply into the bloody wound. Du Zijun's mouth was full of blood, but he still leaned over Shan Jun's exposed ear canal and whispered: "...how are you doing, do you feel good?"
Shan Jun roared furiously, and the intense pain all over his body inspired endless strength. He grabbed Du Zijun's collar from behind, tore the weight of more than a hundred kilograms from his body, and threw it away wildly. go out!
At this moment, even Du Zijun was unable to resist this powerful man. Like a kite with its string cut off, he crashed into a hard crystal barrier dozens of meters away. His spine was in severe pain as if it was shattered, and all the bones around him were broken. How many roots. He coughed a few times, and the blood he spit out was extremely thick and red. He could only get up and leaned against the barrier with all his strength.
… He has 21% of his physical strength left and 36% of his health left.
Here, not only can he not use weapons and armor, he can't even take medicine. Seeing Shan Jun stand up unsteadily, raise his arm covered with blood and soil, and pull out the cigarette butt buried in the wound, his expression was covered in a dark shadow, revealing unparalleled murderous intent, he coughed a few times. , the corners of his lips curved up in a sarcastic arc, and his voice was hoarse and weak as he provocatively said: "Come on, kill me..."
Staring at Du Zijun who was lying on the ground, Shan Jun roared madly and slammed into him. If he hit him hard this time, Du Zijun would instantly turn into a pile of flesh squeezed against the crystal wall. Mud, the kind that you can’t even dig out!
At the critical moment, Du Zijun's eyes condensed bit by bit in the void. Soon enough, when Shan Jun was furious and almost losing his mind, he took a deep breath and even the bones in his chest showed a terrifying depression, and then he jumped up. The internal organs seemed to be mixed into a ball by the broken transverse bones, making a crunching sound that made people gasp for air.
He flew up, and with an agility that was not in line with his current injury, he mounted Shan Jun's back with bulging muscles as strong as iron, like riding a crazy mad cow, driving him fiercely towards the solid crystal wall!
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In an instant, he turned against the guest, and the situation changed in an instant. Before Shan Jun could react, there was a deafening bang in his ears! There was a dazed white light in front of his eyes. After a long time, the pain that was enough to shatter the sky spirit cap came up from his brain bit by bit, and then suddenly spread into a torrential flood. Du Zijun hooked his foot on his waist, almost getting stuck in the gap between the ribs, and almost bent two ribs out. While coughing up blood intermittently, he grabbed Shan Jun's hair and smashed it against the wall!
"No! Say yes! Fuck|me!"
Du Zijun's body was full of violent evil spirit. He gritted his teeth and squeezed out the blood-stained words one by one with the sound of blood splashing.
Shan Jun's head was covered with blood and he was completely speechless. His muscular upper body was covered with scars and there were bloody mouths everywhere.
"Come on..." Du Zijun approached his intact right ear and hissed sinisterly, "I'm right here, come on!!"
The last word came out of his mouth, and he hit it fiercely with all his strength. Shan Jun's skull was almost shattered on the spot, and he was completely unable to get back up!
Du Zijun was panting and covered in blood. He threw Shan Jun, who was spurting blood from his mouth and nose and trembling with convulsions, to the ground. He gasped for air, and without even looking at his defeated subordinate who was paralyzed like mud, he walked precariously towards the mirror with a trembling step.
… It’s such a long-lost feeling.
He was thinking in a daze, and it seemed like a pouring rain was falling in his ears again.
How long has it been since you fought so hard
...Probably, it has been many years.
He inhaled and exhaled again and again, and his throat and trachea made a strenuous roaring sound like a bellows. His vision was hazy, and only the will-o'-the-wisps were still burning faintly.
In the mirror world at this time, Wen Zheliu and He Qin were communicating with the souls of the deceased.
The flow of time here seemed to be different from that in the outside world. After leaving the range illuminated by the street lights, they trudged for a long time on the smelly and silky ground like a pile of blood, mud and flesh, unable to go faster or turn around and find another way out. The two took turns counting the seconds. When they reached 1080 seconds, the minute hand on He Qin's watch could barely move past two spaces.
Gradually, in addition to the fainting rancid blood in the air, He Qin also smelled a strange smell of alcohol.
The two of them kept walking forward, and after counting for more than a thousand seconds, the ground under their feet became increasingly sticky and soft, and after its shape approached that of a swamp, they finally saw dots of faint, winding light in front of them.
"That's..." Wen Zheliu frowned suspiciously, "River?"
He Qin said: "Jiuhe, we are almost finding it."
The two of them gradually approached their destination, and more and more shimmering light flooded the wine river. When it reached a level that was enough to illuminate the way forward, Wen Zheliu discovered to his horror that the dark river water flowing on both sides was full of ups and downs, densely packed with water. Skulls, and those little bits of light are the will-o’-the-wisps lighting up in their empty eye sockets!
"Keep walking," He Qin's voice was gentle and firm, "Don't be afraid."
By the light of the will-o'-the-wisps in the river, they finally saw a huge ghost at the source of the river.
To say it is huge is actually not quite appropriate. It's just that the limbs and head of the female ghost are extremely weak, and it can be seen that it was as slender as before birth. However, its belly is swollen even larger than that of a pregnant woman who has been pregnant for ten months. If you really want to describe it, it looks like she is in a bath. The apple was given with four toothpicks stuck in it, which was so weird and scary.
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