The short knife in the blond man's hand was actually a forgotten weapon.
The sound waves produced by the clash between the ferocious leopard and the dagger were like an inflated cover pushing outwards. Cracks appeared on the ground like being scratched by a knife. Others evaded the cover of the sound cover.
Taoyan did not avoid it, and her snow-white back and arms were suddenly cut with several blood marks. She used the secret blood technique·blood-painted golden thread with both hands, and the threads that were a hundred times sharper than sound waves were thrown towards the two people holding Chu Kuang. There is no need for people in the underworld to lose their lives for Chu Kuang, let go and throw it away. Chu Kuang, who was covered in blood, fell head-on to the ground, and a red shadow rushed towards him - Tao Yan held his waist with one hand, punched the man away from the underworld with her other arm, and pulled Chu Kuang to retreat hard.
The two sides were separated by distance. Apart from the blond man, there were still two men and two women in the underworld team. It was no longer easy to capture Tao Yan alive, not to mention that the most important thing at the moment was the duel between the blond man and Wu Zen.
Chu Kuang's knees were smashed in the dark, and he could only rely on Tao Yan to hold them up, but he would not forgive the vampire who once took the life of his friend.
"Don't expect me to thank you."
Taoyan smiled, only Wu Chan could be seen.
"I saved you, just because I didn't want to see him sad."
Ping!
The seventh time Changshu and Dantao fight!
No matter in terms of weight or length, the short sword is no match for the ferocious leopard, but in the hands of the blond man, it can attack with ease and defend without leakage!
The short sword blocks the tip of the gun, then presses the barrel of the gun and slides forward. This is the advantage of the short sword over the long sword. Once it breaks into the middle of the long pole, the long sword will be unable to recover. But the blond man knew very well that his opponent was not using his full strength.
Wu Chan's legs weighed heavily, and he twisted his waist and swung the gun. The gun barrel swept out the strong energy, forcefully pushed the blond man out, and then immediately shot him in pursuit.
From the first moment he saw this blond man at the auction, Wu Zen knew that this man had extraordinary strength, as evidenced by his elusiveness in the darkness. Both sides knew that they had long missed the opportunity to kill the other side with a special move. At this moment, the two of them were like gamblers playing cards, using only small cards to test. Whoever can't help but be forced to play a big card first may reveal a flaw, causing the opponent to pour all his strength. counterattack.
The black-gold spear pointed at his face was deflected by the short knife, but the easy touch made the blond man instantly understand that it was a two-stage stabbing move. He reflexively fell to the ground and leaned back, and the spear tip almost touched him like a bird flying across the water. Stab in the face.
To prevent the gun barrel from falling down, the blond man dodged to the side as quickly as possible.
But Wu Chan did not chop the gun, but pulled the gun back, circled for a week and then suddenly stopped, heading towards the predicted target dodge position, and thrust out a new sharp spear line!
Ping!
The blond man held the sword with both hands, using the middle part of the blade to block the tip of the gun. His feet dragged two long ravines on the ground before he stopped.
"My name is Seema Lesembra. You deserve to know my name."
He raised his sword-holding arm to the sky, as if summoning thunder from the sky, and read clearly: "Mo Ye!"
The thunder did not appear. The strong man in the distance stamped his feet on the ground, and darkness spread out from the soles of his feet like water waves again. But it was very different from the space that was filled with pure black before. The darkness seemed to be drawn by suction and suddenly rose up, like melted asphalt splashing against the dagger in the hand of the blond man.
The darkness adsorbed on the blade and instantly condensed into a three-meter-long ink knife!
Sima performed a one-arm downward chop.
Buzz —
The ink knife sliced through the air with a slight vibration.
Wu Chan raised the gun's crossbar and bent his knees downwards.
Good weight!
The thin blade here is like a giant pillar smashed down!
Lightning flashed across Wu Chan's arms, giving him the strength to swing the ink knife away.
He thrust forward.
Xima raised her left hand, and the stone rain that had appeared in the darkness hit Wu Chan again.
Wu Chan finally understood the true material of these stones. Like the ink knife, they are all "darkness" compressed together.
The blond man's superpower is the 19th on the superpower list, the special elemental superpower·Dark Lord!
Command, manipulate, drive the darkness.
Gives darkness volume, mass, shape.
With the help of Mo Ye, who has the superpower to create dark space, the Dark Lord has inexhaustible raw materials for attack!
Xima swung the knife, Wu Chan dodged, and the ink knife cut into the ground, as smoothly as a knife cutting tofu.
He flipped his wrist with his left hand, and countless black stones flew into the sky like a flock of crows. When they fell towards Wu Chan, they actually deformed and stretched into countless dark spears!
The dark spear pierced the earth into a dark forest, trapping Wu Zen in it.
Sima held the handle of the knife and pushed forward. The ink knife extended infinitely and penetrated deeply into the dark forest.
However.
Half of the ink knife suddenly flew out in a spin, smashed into a pile of powder as it was nailed into the ground.
The "Dark Forest" is gradually fragmented from the inside out.
Something terrible was happening. Just in case, Sima summoned a large amount of darkness to stick to her body like mud, quickly merging into a pair of strong ancient armor, and this was only a superficial defense. The black foreign object hidden in the clothes spread out countless blood-like tentacles and climbed on the muscles of his back. The slender tentacles crawled out from the collar. Under the cover of the dark armor, they moved towards him unnoticed. Drilled in his ears.
A passage was opened in the dark forest made of countless dark spears.
Cutting through the thorns and thorns are two golden flames.
They are suspended on Wu Zen's shoulders, and the dark matter will immediately collapse into powder as soon as it is touched.
The electric current stimulated just now to push aside the ink knife finally cleared the last two obstructions in Wu Chan's right arm, allowing him to return to his best fighting condition!
The scene was extremely silent, but everyone present knew that a battle comparable to a storm was about to break out!
"Ruijin Curse?"
Xima looked at Wu Chan in surprise, and the tentacles that had been inserted into the ear holes retreated.
"You are from the Wu family."
The man with his shoulders on fire drags a gun with one arm.
"Wu Zen."
"Wait a moment."
Sima disbanded the armor on her body, and all the armor pieces shattered into powder in the air and scattered in the wind.
The weapon in his hand has also been restored from the huge black ink knife to the black gold short knife.
Wu Chan said: "What do you have to say?"
Xima said: "No one will be punished for offending in the underworld, let alone Lord Wu. I will no longer interfere in the matter between you and the great elder of the blood clan."
Wu Chan frowned.
He originally thought that his opponent was afraid of his sharp gold curse, but he didn't expect that what he was afraid of was Wu Mi, who was thousands of miles away.
Wu Chan was disgusted by the fake power of the tiger, and besides, this battle had long been decided by life and death, and it didn't end when the blond man said it was over.
Wu Chan said: "I will give you the last few seconds to say my last words."
Sima said: "It's very simple. Mo Ye!"
Darkness instantly enveloped all space, and the people in the underworld hurriedly evacuated. However, with the fire on his shoulders like a searchlight, Wuchan leapt forward to pursue her, slashing at Sima with an aura that split the earth.
Sudden!
A huge black dragon head with an angry beard surged out from behind Xima, opening its huge mouth to bite Wu Chan.
Wu Chan split the giant dragon's head open with one shot. The two pieces of the dragon's head did not turn into powder like an ink knife and stones, but instead disintegrated into thin threads. These threads were rewoven to look like eight giant spider-like pointed legs growing out of Sima's back. This strange appearance made Wu Chan feel physically nauseous, and Sima grabbed his teammates with his giant claws and quickly disappeared into the darkness.
As the superpowers recede, the darkness gradually fades away.
Wu Chan was about to turn around.
"careful!"
Tao Yan flew in front of him.
A bloody sword as clear as glass penetrated Taoyan's heart. The tip of the sword emerged from her back, less than five centimeters from Wu Chan's chest.
The blood sword has no handle.
The entire two-meter-long sword blade protruded from the forward left palm like a tongue.
Great Elder Boao said grimly: "People in the underworld won't kill you, but I didn't say let you go."
PS: I wish all college entrance examination students will get good results that exceed expectations!