Chapter Thirty-Six: Will the Late
Can dreams kill?
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Can gaze kill?
Naturally, it doesn't work.
But I don't just have dreams, I don't just have eyes, I have a third eye on my forehead.
The rich can chirp crookedly, and the poor can only work hard as soon as they come up, and there is no second choice.
Because you don't fight. Not even his life is gone.
So just when the Marquis Hunter had a hideous smile on his face and was about to crush my little ant to death, I summoned the Yixian Knife without any hesitation.
Bang!
Throwing knives burst out of my forehead like lightning flashing by, and this method was really unexpected, except for the people who knew me and used me to use it. Basically, no one can guess.
Therefore, when this well-informed marquis hunter saw it at first glance, his heart must have been ten thousand grass and mud horses galloping past. There is a bar around the bird.
What means of this Nima?
When it was too late, the Yixian knife was like a flash of lightning, and it suddenly shot into the head of Mondocapadocia, but the Marquis Killer was really the Marquis Killer, and this bloody name was not so simple to make, just when the Yixian Knife was about to shoot into his head, a huge force suddenly erupted in his body.
The same terrifying aura I once felt in Alan Cappadocia.
Heavenly reincarnation. Is it about to be recompensed on me?
No, break it for me!
The dragon vein qi that had been accumulated in my body for a long time condensed to its peak at that moment, and at this time, I finally discovered that the Yixian knife actually hit the other party, but that guy transformed at the moment when the flying knife came to the body, and the person suddenly more than doubled.
And it was the explosive power in his body that rushed outward, just resisting the previous momentum of the Yixian Knife, causing it to be blocked for a moment when it was inserted into the forehead of the Marquis Killer.
I desperately moved forward, knowing that the gap in strength was still too great.
This guy is still too strong after all.
Once the momentum is like a tiger, and then it declines, I know in my heart that I can't do anything. didn't force it, but took advantage of the moment when the other party focused on resisting the Yixian Knife. Pull back.
Saladin's blade is drawn from the opponent's hand. slammed to the side, but he cut off a small character who stepped forward to join in the fun.
My knife is fast and fast, but also unexpected, the person wanted to take advantage of one, but he didn't expect the knife to be sharp, but the whole person was cut in half, even if it was a blood clan, without the ability to incarnate into a bat, it couldn't stand such a heavy injury, and it was a scream at the moment, blood was sprinkled on the ground, and the intestines were dragged, very miserable.
He is also a blood clan with extremely strong vitality, and he can't die for a while, only screaming miserably.
I pulled back, pulled out the Yixian knife, surrounded my son's body, and protected my left and right, only then did I have time to take a closer look ahead, and saw that the marquis hunter was no longer as calm as before, and the whole person was like an upright beast, and his eyes were shining red.
The light was like substance, and it stabbed at me like a sword.
I swung my knife and suddenly blocked, feeling like I had been hit by a car, and the person suddenly took off, but fortunately, the unsealed Saladin Blade was not weak, and it just resisted it.
But when the second beam flew in, I felt like I might not be able to carry it, it was so fast that I couldn't dodge it.
At the last moment, a figure suddenly appeared in front of me, stretched out his palm, and slapped towards the red light.
Poof......
There was a loud thud as if hot molten steel had been poured into the coolant, and then a large pile of steam rose upwards, but the figure did not move.
I could feel how terrifying the red light burst out was, and I knew how powerful this immovable person was.
And when I fell to the ground, I immediately saw that this person was an old ghost.
The old ghost who was entangled by the black killer of the Asama tribe actually rushed over at this moment, whether it was a real buddy, the one who cared most about my safety was his own brother.
But why did the old ghost become so powerful?
I was surprised, but I didn't have time to think about it, because the moment I got up, four or five Bloods rushed towards me.
These people are obviously determined to take us, and they have great incentives, so they seem to be desperate.
Stormy waves, stormy clouds.
With the unsealed Saladin Blade, I used two tricks in a row to break free from the group fight, and I saw that the old ghost had already fought with the marquis killer.
And like me, the old ghost used the means of pressing the bottom of the box as soon as he came up, and like the Marquis killer, he turned into a huge beast.
Because the old ghost himself was a head taller by Lord Mondo, he also looked much taller when he turned into a werewolf-like beast.
However, his Cappadocia bloodline only came from devouring the heart of Allen, who was also a descendant of the Marquis Hunter, so separated by two generations, making him inferior to the other party in terms of explosiveness and pure strength.
The old ghost has always been in a position of being beaten passively, if it weren't for the strange light floating out of his right hand from time to time, resisting this power, maybe he would have been blasted into scum.
And when the old ghost appeared to be like himself, Lord Namondo was also in a kind of rage.
Yes......
He roared angrily, and as he threw his punches, he roared at the old ghost: "I am most in you, I smell the breath of my most offended follower, tell me, how did you inherit these powers?" ā
Although the old ghost has been in the point of being passively beaten, he also has a proud backbone, and he smiled and said, "Want to know? Go to hell and ask Alan to go! ā
The Marquis Hunter went berserk and roared angrily: "You guys have a stinky temper, then I'll kill you--Beastmaster Awakening Technique!" ā
His body shook, and the person turned into invisible in a sharp shake, and then in all directions of the old ghost, countless roaring beasts appeared, rushing towards him.
The sound of the beast's hooves on the ground obscured the sound of the entire battlefield.
What a scary move!
My heart shook wildly, and I saw that behind the old ghost, there was a ghost-like figure flying towards him, and while guiding Yixian Dao to kill, he reminded in a loud voice: "Old ghost, be careful behind you." ā
However, even without my reminder, the old ghost seemed to have an eye in the back of his head, and it twisted.
He reached out and slapped his hand forward.
Bang!
The palm fluttered lightly, as if it slapped into the air, but the true body of the Marquis Hunter came to an abrupt end, because in front of the old ghost, a distorted space actually appeared.
This space is like a constantly distorting spatial wormhole, exuding an aura of cold and dead silence.
If the Marquis Hunter had taken a few more steps, he would have stumbled into this thing.
But he still did.
The twisted center of the storm vanished in a matter of seconds.
At this time, I finally knew why the old ghost still had the strength to fight.
Blood Spoon!
Or rather, in the pool of blood at the bottom of the castle of Tsmich, that strange metal bar, which was extremely repulsive to me, but which melted into the right hand of the old ghost.
The old ghost didn't ask me to tell anyone else about it, but chose to keep it a secret.
During this time, he had been silently digesting this thing, and now, at last, he had an exciting answer.
But that's not enough.
Although he blocked the hidden blow of the Marquis's hunter, the rushing beasts were really strong, and at this moment they slammed into the old ghost's body, causing him to shake all over his body and fall to his knees in pain.
The Marquis Hunter waved his hand suddenly, slapped the Yixian Knife that I flew by, and then laughed wildly: "Ants are ants after all, and with some means, I feel that I can defeat everything." ā
He took a step forward, then raised his hand and said lightly, "However, it is only a dream after all." ā
His toes kicked the ground again, and the man appeared in front of the old ghost like a phantom.
As long as he stretched out his hand and grabbed it, he would catch the old ghost's head.
As soon as you use force, you can pinch it.
However, at this time, a long sword with a blue-purple light appeared in front of him again, and unlike my Yixian sword, this uncontrolled flying sword seemed to be guided by an extremely clever swordsman.
It shot at the perimeter of the Marquis' hunter.
Thunder Punishment!
The power contained in this flying sword, even the Marquis Hunter, did not dare to take lightly, he roared loudly, turned his head, and yelled at Atwood, who was desperately defending against the Miscellaneous Trail, "Can't you stop him, don't let him do evil?" ā
Wet, foul-smelling, Atwood was in extreme danger, and he didn't care about the respect for the legendary Cappadocia, and roared, "Shit, you have the ability to do it yourself." ā
At the critical moment, the Marquis Hunter did not have much time to fight, his body suddenly bowed, and his hands slapped the ground.
Immediately after, he pulled out a large cloud of earthy yellow powder from the ground.
These powders, one left and one right, actually turned into two giant pythons, and soared into the air, entangled the Thunder Punishment Flying Sword of the Miscellaneous Hair Path, as well as my Yixian Knife.
And at this time, I was also entangled by more than a dozen large and small blood clans, and I couldn't get out.
The Black Killer of Asamai also appeared at my side, and the Marquis Hunter rushed at the old ghost with all his might, making sure to kill him as soon as possible.
Just when the old ghost was at his most dangerous, suddenly a strong wind blew, and under the blue light, someone blocked Mondo's fist.
Rumble!
The sound of a force crashing suddenly erupted, and at this time, we heard the voice of the main body of the covenant, which spread faintly throughout the audience: "Sorry, I'm late. ā