Chapter 288 Qi Volume

Countless silk threads shrouded Zhao Weikong again, this time the silk threads were more dense and hidden, and it was almost impossible to see the specific origin of the silk threads, and only a thin mist could be vaguely seen, and the smoke and rain were miserable. Where are the novels updated the fastest? Please look for the biquge.info of Aishang Novel Network

"This trick is quite poetic, oh, cousin deserves to be one of our favorite ......" Zhao Weikong admired it lightly, and casually waved the short sword in his hand, and the sharp energy ripples cut all the silk threads that reached his body without any leaks. If Zhao Yingkong's attack is as ubiquitous as a spring rain, it is impossible to prevent it, but Zhao Yingkong's defense can really be able to do it without leaking in the rain.

"Huh?" and then he let out an exclamation as he swung his dagger in a hurry, and although the slender and flexible woman had paid the price, it was enough to catch him swinging his sword.

But what surprised him even more was that behind him, although the woman's palm had been pierced in one hand, the other hand had been grasped at his shoulder, and at the touch of her five fingers, an erosive toxin had hit her with the negative sensation of the familiar triple curse of weakness, aging, and sluggishness.

"Hurry, hurry" desperately locked the opponent's action temporarily, Jorm shouted anxiously, and Zhao Yingkong had already dragged back Fenrir's body that was divided into six pieces with silk threads, in fact, her original goal was to rescue Fenrir.

"Is it a vector transfer ability?" Zhao Yukong didn't seem to care about this qiē, but instead shifted his gaze to Yorm with great interest, his eyes were pure and enthusiastic, like an innocent child seeing a toy that was quite interested.

Such a look still does not have the slightest murderous intent and **, it should be said that anyone who sees it will not cause any terror-related feelings, but in the face of such a look, Jorm only felt a chilling despair and fear.

"This ability is not particularly suitable for me, but I might as well ...... it after researching" The short sword in Zhao Fu's empty hand turned into a hazy phantom, and soaked up along Jorm's arm, and the phantom was everywhere, the woman's arm had turned into white bones, and the pieces of flesh and blood were almost invisible, and only a thin blood mist could be seen around it.

At the same time as swinging the short sword, Zhao Fukong's figure maintained a strange rhythm and frequency, making his whole person look blurry, hazy and ...... Nature, like a rushing stream, twists and turns around the rocks in the water, stirring up layers of chaotic and natural ripples. But it was such a natural frequency that Zhao Yingkong's vertical and horizontal cutting of the Xuanjin thread was all in vain. The warhead almost grazed a few black sticks flying in the wind, but it didn't bring the slightest bit of damage.

At the same time, Zhao Weikong still had time to swing his short sword, once again cut off the silk thread that continued to circulate around his body, blocked Wagner's thunderous blow of furious spear, and raised his hand to directly eject the short sword, and the short sword instantly passed through the defense line wielded by Visa's heavy hammer and shot him in the chest

Visa felt as if he had been hit head-on by a high train, and his body flew backwards involuntarily, his chest completely numb and unconscious. He barely looked down, only to realize that not only was the combat suit on his chest missing, but even the armor of the Iron Man suit made of composite materials and not inferior in defense was completely shattered, and all the flesh and blood were blown away, revealing rows of folded sternums, and he could even see that his heart was exposed, and a small hole was pierced in the center...... Then, all of them fell into darkness.

"I'm most annoyed by you who use pure violence, and don't have any technical content at all...... So, you'd better become a reward point......" muttered, Zhao Fukong caught the bouncing dagger again, and then put his gaze back on the woman in front of him, ready to dissect her other arm as well.

Then, there was a sudden pause in his movements.

A transparent rune formation suddenly appeared at his feet.

Under the light of the runes, faintly, three goddesses wearing thick veils appeared, one of the goddesses used a spinning wheel to weave countless silk threads, through the center of the rune where Zhao Weikong stood, and there was a goddess, pulling the countless silk threads, and then there was another goddess, holding a pair of scissors in her hand, cutting those silk threads into countless pieces flying in the wind.

Among the three most mysterious goddesses of fate among the Norse gods, Ulder weaves a timeline to represent the past that has passed, Belle Dandi pulls the timeline to represent the only present that the world can grasp, and Sykodi cuts the timeline and throws it at will, representing the unpredictable future, and this qiē is the fate of all things in the world, which cannot be changed.

The runes related to the three goddesses of fate have involved the mysteries of time and cause and effect, and are almost the highest level of rune magic, and Kate has only dabbled in it slightly, and has initially mastered two kinds of magic, one is the "time reversal" that reproduced the killing scene of the East American team before, and at this time it is his current highest achievement "Time Freeze".

Zhao Fukong is enough to make it impossible for everyone to catch his killing intent, and his actions are faintly ghostly, so that everyone, including those with spiritual power, has no way to capture and judge his intentions, but he seems to know every qiē of his opponent's actions well, and almost instinctively can easily deal with a qiē attack and play with the opponent in the palm of his hand. The forty-nine zombies, who were relatively sluggish, were as useless as wood carvings in front of him. However, this kind of demigodic and semi-magical Lu En rune had made Wang Zong completely undetectable, and at this time, it had also been concealed from Zhao Xuankong.

Due to Kate's cultivation and realm limitations, coupled with the haste to move, the incomplete "Time Freeze" could only stop Zhao Fukong's time for about one-sixtieth of a second, and it was almost impossible for everyone to capture this rare fighter.

However, the two people who cooperated with him were enough to expand this fighter, in fact, the X teacher on the helicopter, Qin Yuyu, who had turned into the image of Xue Nai, and Kate's thinking had been connected, binding the movement of this magic into an almost conditioned reflex at the same time, and it was at the moment when Zhao Yukong was frozen. Previously, the mental attack that had been controlled by Payne in one fell swoop had been fully combined by Professor X and Qin Yuyu again.

Compared with before, this spiritual attack abandoned all delicate operation skills, and appeared more direct and violent, even Professor X, who has never killed people, has abandoned the illusion of probation and peace in the face of Zhao Fukong, who is unfathomable and regards killing people as child's play in the real sense.

Psychic attacks can ignore spatial distances, as long as they can capture the mental wavelength, they can come instantly, which should be the killer weapon of Yue Yiqiē sniping methods, but in fact, mental attacks are often not too ideal for people who are determined and have opened the gene lock. Previously, Xue Nai had failed to open the "spiritual whipping" and "spiritual chain" of Zheng Zhedong, who opened the second order of the gene lock, and he suffered a severe backlash against Wang Zong, who was the third order of the gene lock. The reason why he was able to take down Payne smoothly before was also due to the cooperation of Professor X, who had unfathomable mental power, but at this time?

At the very least, it was certain that the attack was still effective, and at least Zhao Fukong's stagnation was extended by a fraction of a second. Wagner has seized the opportunity, poured all the anger and grief of the death of his comrades into the dragon spear in his hand, roared and threw it violently, it was as fast as electricity, its fierce as thunder dragon spear almost carried the frost fighting qi of his whole body, and the air was instantly condensed and solidified, forming a snow-white crystal "ice bridge" in the air, the air instantly contracted under the extreme cold, and the guide zhì yearned to spread out a circle of ripples, with a soft beep, everywhere he went, the earth was frosty

After this blow, his burly figure shrank significantly, and his movements and postures could no longer contain the exhaustion exposed. But he was very sure that he could only deliver this blow by unleashing his fighting spirit in a way that was almost self-harming, even if the intact Jiao En was hit head-on, he would have to be injured and bloody

And Zhao Yingkong also quickly pulled back one arm of the heavily injured Jorm with a silk thread, and at the same time, with a wave of his hand, the dragon slayer dagger broke through the air and nailed straight to Zhao Yukong's heart.

And then......

Killing Intent

Horrible killing intent

The terrifying killing intent that seemed to be able to tear apart the heavens and the earth exploded with Zhao Fukong as the center

The intensity of this murderous intent suddenly materialized into a black-red aura that was visible to the naked eye, full of negative thoughts such as distortion, ferocity, and ruin, like thousands of arrows, shooting densely in all directions, and like a wave of blood, surging towards all people.

Saito Yi originally drove the "Bliss Spirit House" to try to take the opportunity to include Zhao Fukong in it, but he was rushed by this murderous aura, and it almost disintegrated into countless talismans.

Qin Yuyu suddenly changed from Xue Nai's image to a person, her face was extremely pale, she could feel that if it weren't for the attribute of the "Nine Lives Fierce Cat" that allowed the incarnation to bear fatal damage instead of the body, she was only afraid that she would have been brain-dead due to the spirit of Yan Zòng.

At this moment, before the overwhelming intensity of murder, almost all people were captured by fear, feeling that they were the target of the coming ruthless blow, which contained too many distractions and killing intent, or was not as good as Wang Zong in the strong, pure, and majestic place, but more barbaric, more ferocious, more crazy, more unscrupulous, and regarded living beings like ants, which was enough to arouse the fear of every life from the most primitive and instinctive level. In the face of this kind of killing intent, all the acquired will, perseverance, and feelings are extremely fragile.

However, no matter how strong the murderous aura is, it is only murderous after all, and it can't have an impact on the moves that have been made, Wagner's dragon spear, Zhao Yingkong's dagger, still successfully hit the target......

At the same time, the dragon egg, which was protected by forty-nine zombies at its core, suddenly exploded

Then, more intense battles exploded in an instant

Zhao Fukong's figure became blurred in an instant, and then slowly disappeared. The ground was shoveled out of a deep ditch by a force, leading to a river two hundred meters away. Then a whirlwind of energy suddenly arose, and the calm flowing river also swelled, and the earth's gravity seemed to change direction in an instant, and a curtain of water suddenly rose and slapped the riverbank. The figures of Wang Zong and Zhao Fukong finally flashed by the river, and behind the two of them, there were still pieces of afterimages slowly dissipating.

"It's rare to meet someone who can kill someone who is happy, it's really an unexpected joy, hahahaha......" Although Zhao Fukong was laughing, the kindness and harmlessness in his eyes before had disappeared, replaced by coldness and determination, his killing intent no longer had any concealment, and it became more and more intense, which not only showed that he had been angered by the opponent's attack, but also showed that he could no longer ignore the opponent as before.

The injuries on his body were terrifying, his abdomen was suddenly pierced by Wagner's dragon spear, and a large wound that could be seen behind him, and Zhao Yingkong's dragon-slaying dagger was inserted in his heart. But it didn't seem to have any effect on him, the wound in the abdomen didn't see the internal organs flowing out, and it was shrinking and healing, and the function of the dragon slaying dagger that should make people bleed was not waved out, and there was almost no blood on Zhao Yukong's chest.

On the contrary, several new knife wounds on his body seemed to cause him more trouble, and he could see that there were fine flesh buds dancing on both sides of the incisions, and as soon as they came into contact with each other, they were tightly entangled with each other, trying to connect with each other. But every few seconds, an explosion occurs on the wound, blasting the connected tissues apart.

Wang Zong's body had returned to its original state, at least from the outside. At this time, he stared at his opponent, the muscles of his whole body squirmed, and there was a crackling sound in the joints, and with each explosion, an invisible shock wave would spread out from his body, wave after wave like waves, endlessly.

He could feel that the two terrible injuries inflicted on Zhao by Wagner and Zhao Yingkong actually had little effect on him. The wounds caused by the dragon lance are almost as thick as the caliber of the dragon lance, without any tear marks. Originally, the wound that this shot could create on the opponent's body should be at least four or five times wider, and the fighting spirit and murderous aura in it should penetrate into it, shattering and freezing all the muscles and flesh around Zhao Fukong's body together. The reason why there was no such result can only show that Zhao Weikong completely gave up resisting at the moment of being shot, allowing the dragon spear to pass through, and using a subtle force to control and restrain the power of this gun to be more concentrated.

To break a piece of paper, a palm and a finger are possible, but although the power of the finger is more concentrated, the range of breaking is greater. In this way, ninety percent of the power of the dragon spear could not be applied to Zhao Fukong's body, although it caused the injury that ordinary people would die, but this was just a meaning for the fourth order. As for the dragon-slaying dagger......

"This dagger is not bad" Zhao Yukong pulled out the dragon slaying dagger nailed to his chest and held it in his hand. Although the dagger was driven into his heart, it only temporarily stopped his heart from beating, and the dead cells automatically formed a dense protective layer to envelop the dagger, insulating it from the effects of the dagger's curse. At the same time, there are dozens of places where muscles and blood vessels coexist together, and the heart contracts and expands in the same rhythm, like a miniature heart. Moreover, in every corner and tissue of the body, there is its own energy reserve, which is all released at this time, supplying the huge energy demand of the body. It didn't affect the combat effectiveness at all because the heart stopped beating.

What kind of attack does a person who is able to subtly regulate the body's self-regulation down to the cellular level kill him?

Wang Zong didn't know, but he would devote himself wholeheartedly and put his life on the line to find out. The next moment, Zhao Fukong held a short sword in one hand and a dagger in the other, and once again entered that wonderful frequency, his body blurred and quickly melted into the air, and Wang Zong also turned into a phantom that was difficult to distinguish with the naked eye due to the movement of the pole.

In the eyes of the people around, I could only faintly see two figures that were flying and moving, and they had completely blurred into the indistinguishability between you and me. There was a gossamer light swimming in the air, very slowly, but as if it were extremely fast. Suddenly, between the swing of the sword, the light was pulled into a silk thread swimming like an amazing effect, and with this light, a thin blood mist gradually spread, like a faint rolling blood ball, and the two people in the blood mist were dancing a silent, deadly and crazy pas de deux

This perilous situation lasted only two or three seconds.

This was followed by a series of crashing sounds of "Qiang, Qiang, Qiang, Qiang, Qiang......", and sparks burst out, like thousands of fireflies.

Countless cracks suddenly appeared on the ground, spread all over the thirty meters, and countless rubbles slowly floated up, as if they had lost gravity. This was followed by a terrifying explosion, as powerful as dozens of heavy artillery bombardments, and the shock wave went out in all directions wrapped in rubble......

Then, the two reappeared, four meters apart, standing with their backs to each other. The ground between them was filled with a shocking red, a carpet of blood.

"Shock, spiral, cut, penetrate, blast...... Your attacks are capable of having five gravity and energy manifestation weapons, and you can see through my attacks...... This qiē was so surprising to me. After stopping, Zhao Fukong slowly turned his head, but his right arm suddenly clicked, and then twisted unnaturally, as if dislocated. There seemed to be many strange beasts and monsters wriggling under the skin of the whole body, about to break out, and finally the skin cracked, and suddenly dozens of deep cracks appeared, and there were thin blood streaks in each crack, with fine minced flesh tissue, forming a puff of blood mist.

On the other side, Wang Zong already had an unfathomable length in his hand, such as stretching and contracting, like a straight and curved spear, with a sharp head, one and a half feet long, divided into two blades, and sharp. The injuries on his body were far less than those of Zhao Weikong, except for a slender cut on his forehead, left shoulder, chin, and right leg. However, Bobo's blood kept flowing, and large drops of blood fell into scorching blood flowers on the ground. At the same time, his whole body was also shrouded in a triple halo of gray, purple, and blue, which was obviously the curse effect caused by the opponent's two weapons.

In contrast, after the wounds on Zhao Fukong's body spewed blood, they quickly closed and closed automatically, and each wound spewed out blood and shattered tissues while forcing away all the energy and murderous aura that raged in it, minimizing the killing effect of the opponent by sacrificing the subtle parts.

"You are one of the most worthy opponents I have ever met, but your current state is not good, forcibly suppressing the heavy injury, ** but there is still a huge amount of life that can not be digested in time......" Zhao Fukong withdrew the two weapons in his hand, and at the same time reached out to straighten his arm, and the subtle wounds closed on their own, as if it was not flesh and blood, but just a piece of metal that was deformed by an unintentional impact, and it was restored as before. He looked Wang Zong up and down, his killing intent was greatly reduced, and he said with awe-inspiring and a little respect: "In order not to leave regrets, it seems that I should give you enough time to be able to have a fair duel with you."

After saying that, he smiled mysteriously, and his figure disappeared again.

"Just kidding"

"I'm an unscrupulous killer, not Jiao En's idiot with muscles in his brain" Before Zhao Fukong's temperament was as impassioned as an ancient chivalrous warrior, but in an instant, his temperament changed again, showing incomparably sinister and deceitful. This change in temperament is extremely natural and real, even if you sense it with a third-order ability, you can't sense the truth or falsehood.

"Persimmons, of course, you have to pick up the soft ones first"

Zhao Shukong gave up Wang Zong and went straight back to where Saito and the others were. After several rounds of hard fighting, everyone over there has suffered a great loss of combat power, Visha is dead, Fenrir is endangered, Jorm is seriously damaged, Wagner is about to run out of fighting spirit, Kate has not had much mana left after casting "Time Stasis", Qin Yuyu's incarnation has been broken, and Saitoichi's Elysium Spirit House has been damaged repeatedly, and for the time being, it can only drive zombies to defend. The only one with complete combat power was Zhao Yingkong, and at this time, her silk threads had formed a murderous net around her, and she stepped forward to meet it.

Wang Zong chased after him, but he was always half a step slower than Zhao Fukong, his degree was originally not faster than Zhao Fukong, and now he was even slower after being hit by the triple curse.

100 meters, in a blink of an eye

In front of Zhao Fukong, who had completely turned into a blade, all the slightly threatening silk threads were cut open like a bamboo, Zhao Fukong completely ignored the denser and weaker silk threads, and swept the ground without touching it, and the short sword was like an awl, indestructible, breaking straight in, and directly taking Zhao Yingkong's throat

Unlike the previous games, this time Zhao Yingkong was killing, and he was really ruthless and went all out to kill Zhao Yingkong's face was snow-white, and she had almost no room to react in the face of such a blow, and when Zhao Zhuokong shot with all her might, she realized that the gap between the two had reached a certain level.

But when the sharp ripples provoked by the short sword had already touched Zhao Yingkong's skin, making her begin to break the skin and ooze blood, Zhao Yukong's originally cold eyes showed an indescribable complex feeling, and the short sword paused slightly.

At this moment, a bell-like metal knock sounded, almost breaking Zhao Yingkong's eardrums. The flying stab intercepted the stab, and the huge force also caused Zhao Yukong to spin and sweep to the side.

"Haha, cousin, you are really amazingly charming, let such a master go out of his way to save you. The blow missed, but Zhao Fukong didn't care at all, but laughed wildly.

At this time, half of Wang Zong's face, who was standing opposite Zhao Fukong with a spear in his hand, was completely stained red with blood, and there were no eyeballs in his left eye frame, leaving only uncontrollable blood flowing outward.

"Gas...... Strength, although you are very strong, but unfortunately you don't have the strength of a strong man, you can't give up your companions, the price is your life, the reason why you can catch my movements before you die, the key is your eyes, right?" Zhao Fukong looked at the eyeballs on the tip of the dagger, and shook his head regretfully, if it wasn't for Wang Zong's full strength to intercept his short sword stabbing at Zhao Yingkong, his other dagger would not have been able to succeed at once.

After sighing, he smiled at Zhao Yingkong and said, "By the way, you asked me why I killed Yukong before, and I'll give you the answer now......"

"I just want to try my strength......"

"If I can't even do anything to them, then why should I leave the Assassin family......?"