Holding back the shameful thoughts in his heart, Xingchen swung his sword and stabbed the man's lower body. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Well, in Xingchen's perspective, the man standing in front of him like an iron tower has no flaws in his body at all, so Xingchen can only attack the weakness of normal men, and he was going to aim for the throat, but due to the height difference, Xingchen still decided to attack the part in front of him nearby.

Although the man has enough confidence in the defense of his body, he still doesn't dare to bet on the root of life in the face of the stars whose momentum is not weaker than his own, even if it is cut off, he can still restore his function by absorbing other puppets, but after all, it is not the original goods, just like his own legs, although they can be used normally, but their essence is still wood wrapped in meat.

As a result, the man's ability to read is almost the same. Offering a large number of living people as sacrifices, it is possible to transform the human body into a puppet; Able to possess the puppet and fully control the puppet's actions, but when the puppet is destroyed, the body will be counterattacked; Able to absorb puppets and increase their strength for a certain period of time; Using puppets as sacrifices to make puppets, puppets can be regarded as special puppets or as beasts, and they can replace their own organs with the organs on the puppet's body, but a large number of sacrifices are needed to provide life force to maintain the operation of the organs.

The man punched at Xingchen, and the thought attached to the sword by Xingchen collided violently with the thought on the man's fist, forming a strong air pressure, and a puff of dust rose on the ground.

The two sides invariably chose to increase the output, and the pale red thoughts of the stars and the red thoughts of the men shrouded the entire courtyard, the ground collapsed, and the houses were shattered like paper paste.

For a time, the two sides were at a stalemate, unable to move forward or retreat.

Once you retreat, you will be suppressed in momentum, at a disadvantage, and you will not be able to turn over, which means defeat, so both sides are dead.

So fast! It's less than five minutes! Can it last longer?

Xingchen scolded his mother frantically in his heart when he heard that there was less than a minute left in the possession time of the burial flower in his body.

Fight!

Gritting his teeth, all the black marks on his body emitted black gas, gathering into a huge palm in the air.

This time it's a big loss, and all the inventory is here.

It was the first time to control such a large amount of black qi, and Xingchen felt a pain in his head for a while.

Holding back the pain, Xingchen hysterically shouted, "Give me death!" ”

The palm turned into black gas, as soon as he grasped the man, the man did not resist the palm because he was still in a stalemate with the stars, and his red eyes released his thoughts even more desperately, intending to kill the stars before he died.

Holding the man's black palm, he wrapped the man in a dead manner, making a corrosive sound.

Xingchen frantically controlled the black qi and slammed into the man......

Gradually, the man's resistance weakened, and Xingchen breathed a sigh of relief.

Looks like I won!

A minute was up......

Funeral flowers reluctantly told Xingchen the news.

In an instant, Xingchen felt that his thoughts were exhausted, and all his power was gone.

Xingchen, who had lost all his strength, fell to the ground, and the palm of the man's hand clenched dissipated with the wind, and did not return to Xingchen's body, and the black marks on the original skin became a normal skin color, but compared to the normal skin around him, these skins were like new growth.

Squeak, squeak......

The voice......

Xingchen had a bad premonition, and when he looked up, he saw that the man whose whole body had been almost corroded by the black qi was struggling on the ground.

There is not much flesh left on the man's legs, and the wooden leg bones are also corroded to the point of incompleteness, just now the man wanted to stand up, but the wooden bones of his right leg verified the strength of the black gas's corrosive ability after making a sound, and it couldn't support it and shattered into powder at once.

The huge body like an iron tower was corroded by the black gas, and it also became the same as the zombies running out of other sets, and the blood accompanied by the corrupted flesh emitted a strong smell of blood, and even the beating heart in the chest cavity was clearly visible.

It's a pity that the heart didn't corrode away.

Xingchen was a little disappointed, but now the situation was within acceptable range.

"Funeral flowers, can you still act? Go and kill him! Xingchen said to the funeral flower in his mind.

"I'm running out of strength now, I can't materialize, I can't hurt him at all, and I need blood replenishment to recover." The voice of the funeral flower came back to Xingchen's mind, and Xingchen clearly felt the weakness of the funeral flower at this time.

Rub, a fight and all the belongings are finished.

The stars indicate this wave of blood loss.

I can't move.

Xingchen tried to move his body, but sure enough, his whole body was limp and he couldn't exert his strength at all.

But fortunately, Xingchen is just losing his strength, just slow down for a while, and the man on the other side is his entire body has been destroyed, and he has no ability to act in his current state, even if he doesn't care, he will get a bento because of excessive blood loss.

Xingchen, who had figured it out, lay quietly on the ground and watched the man breathe.

However, there will always be surprises.

Although this battle can be described as earth-shattering, the people living in Meteor Street have long learned what it means to hang up on their own business, so no one is too idle to come to the scene to see what happened.

But Xingchen heard footsteps, and someone was slowly approaching.

Is it the manager of Meteor Street?

A hint of uneasiness flashed in Xingchen's heart, he couldn't have come to solve the troublemakers.

As the footsteps slowly approached, a petite figure appeared in front of the stars.

What, it's March......

Xingchen breathed a sigh of relief, it seemed that the man was dead.

Unexpectedly, after seeing March, the man shouted hysterically, "Kill that guy, I'll give you what you want!" ”

Ha? What kind of routine is this?

Seeing March's indifference, Xingchen felt more and more uneasy.

At this critical juncture, Fuhua did not forget to mock Xingchen twice, "If you are asked to sell your body, you have to be reserved, this is a big loss." “