Chapter 1082, Vampires Who Can Shrink Their Bones!

Happiness came so suddenly, Qin Luo couldn't believe it.

It worked?

Did he really kill Takemoto, one of the emperor's eight generals? He's not just defending, he's counter-attacking – he's not a waste, he's a genius. A genius in the medical world, but also a genius in the martial arts world?

Mom, how can you give birth to me so well?

What does it mean to be the first in the world to defend and the best attacking ability?

It meant that he could single out the Emperor - yes, he was ready to do so. If that guy dares to come over.

However, they were all stabbed, why is this guy still standing there as steady as Tarzan and a fool? If Qin Luo had been stabbed, he would have been lying on the ground and pretending to be dead.

"You've already said those three words. No need to repeat it. Qin Luo stared at Takemoto's heartless stomach with a smile, admiring his masterpiece over and over again. But I didn't die. but you are going to die. ”

Masters in every field have tempers, and it just so happens that Takemoto's unintentional temper is also extraordinarily big.

Listening to Qin Luo's words, his red eyes turned blood-red.

At that time, when he slashed his master to death, his eyes were like this.

He took out a small blue sè bottle from his arms, took out a white sè pill from the small bottle and fed it into his mouth.

Then, with a wave of his long knife, he cut off all the clothes on his upper body. In this way, he became a half-naked man with a ** chest. And the dagger stuck in his stomach was also particularly shocking, the broken flesh was still wriggling, and the blood fell rapidly along the hilt, as if the knife was a spring.

It was only at this time that he pulled out the dagger that Qin Luo had inserted in his stomach, and hurriedly pinched and exploded a white sè medicine bottle that had been prepared in his hand, and then his palms were full of white sè powder-like objects. He pressed his palm against the wound, and the powder began to swell like a fermented dough, and soon all the wounds were closed, and no more blood was coming out—it was so funny.

Qin Luo is also a doctor, but he has never seen this kind of high-tech healing medicine. It has to be said that these top masters are related to some high-tech laboratories in the West. They are able to equip themselves with state-of-the-art products that are not yet available on the market.

The wound was plugged, and then a piece of white gauze was pulled out from his waist, and the wound was carefully wrapped.

His movements are slow and methodical. As if he knew that Qin Luo would wait for him.

It's just that he did it with his left hand, and his right hand never broke away from his toyokatana. Therefore, even if Qin Luo wanted to hurry up and end the battle while he was changing the medicine, he didn't dare to act rashly.

He knew that this guy's knife skills were powerful, and the sword shadow in the sky always made him feel a sense of oppression at a loss. He rushed up at this time, wouldn't he be split in half by him?

When this set of procedures was completed, Takemoto had no intention of holding the knife in both hands again.

He took a deep breath and said to Qin Luo, "Now, I want to duel with you. The stakes are – your and my lives. ”

"That's a lot of nonsense. This time is enough time for you to cut several times—" Qin Luo urged impatiently. He knew that the more anxious this guy was, the easier it was to make mistakes, and he would be able to find opportunities in it. Moreover, if he was in a hurry, maybe the wound on his stomach would open again. In that case, Qin Luo would be able to kill the opponent without a fight.

It's something every master dreams of—what? Feel the thrill of battle? Whoever wants to experience this thing will experience it. He prefers to experience the thrill of fighting in bed.

Holding a katana in his hand, he draws a circle on the top of his head, as if an ancient priest is chanting a mantra.

His footsteps moved slightly, and he spun in circles with Qin Luo as the core.

One lap –

Two laps –

Three laps –

In the end, Takemoto said to Qin Luo unintentionally, "Now it's your turn to attack." ”

“——”

Qin Luo wanted to scold his mother. Don't you tease people's feelings like this? If you say that you will attack, how can you play tricks and not attack?

Takemoto can't help it.

Although Qin Luo stood there motionless, with a smile on his face, he did not have the demeanor of a master at all. However, he didn't know what was going on, he just didn't dare to rush forward like before.

As if he already knew the outcome, he didn't have the confidence to break through this guy's amazing defense.

Rushing forward is a defeat and humiliation, so - what about waiting until he takes the initiative to attack?

After being stabbed, Takemoto's senseless suddenly opened up, and he decided to change his play.

Of course, Qin Luo would not take the initiative to attack, his attack ability was not even as good as that of Li, it was simply a dish.

Therefore, the two stood eye to eye and nose to nose, neither of them attacking anyone, and no one could help anyone.

However, Qin Luo looked at his injured stomach and thought to himself, if the poison on the dagger attacked, you wouldn't be able to stand longer than me, right?

Don't scold Qin Luo for being shameless, people can do anything in life and death.

Qin Luo didn't have much confidence in whether he could stab someone when he was defending, not to mention that the person he was going to deal with in this move was still the emperor - he thought that the emperor would also take action against him personally. After all, he's the number one player on their side.

What he didn't expect was that he overestimated his ability or charm. The emperor didn't come, and the earl was snatched away by Lixian, and he was dealing with just a small minion-

He was worried that he would not kill the emperor with a single stab, so he rubbed poison on the dagger again.

And it's a strong poison.

What makes him anxious is, why hasn't this guy fainted yet? ——

No one would have thought that the earl, known as the 'second emperor' and who had been rampant in Europe for many years, would be so vulnerable. After meeting the military advisor, it was like meeting a nemesis, and she was beaten like a dead pig, and there was no chance to fight back.

Of course, he fought back, but after fighting back, he was beaten even more badly.

No. 1 in Asia, is it really so powerful?

However, even when he was in charge of the emperor, he would not be so powerless.

"I'm not convinced." This was the roar in the earl's heart.

The hair on his head was disrupted, his body was covered in sawdust and dust, there was a large footprint on his face, and his forehead and nose were bloodshot.

He lifted the tables, chairs and benches that were missing arms and legs that pressed on him, and no longer regarded them as precious works of art.

With a flick of his feet, a carp struck, and the man jumped up from the ground.

Bang - click -

Bang - click -

Bang - click -

The Count strode towards the military advisor, making a heavy noise with each step. Then came the 'click' of his big foot breaking the leg of the wooden chair.

The military advisor looked at the count's feet with a solemn expression and a frown.

She knew that it was impossible for the Earl's height and body weight to make such a heavy sound, and he must have used some special method of force.

Moreover, what surprised the military advisor even more was that with every step, the count's figure seemed to shrink in a circle.

According to the law of nature, the closer two objects are, the larger they are in each other's line of sight. However, the Count's body is against the laws of physics.

Originally, the height of about 1.5 meters was reduced to about 1.3 meters, and the unprovoked one was 20 centimeters shorter. The flesh on his body was also less than a dozen catties, and the gray sè overalls he was wearing were loosely shouldered, as if he was going to slide off his body at any time.

Looking at it now, it's more like a dwarf.

Bang –

The Count stopped at a distance of five meters in front of the military advisor, staring at her with a dark look in his eyes. And his body was still rattling, like fried beans exploding.

"Shrinking bones?" The military advisor asked in a deep voice.

"Ignorance." The Count sneered. "It's a bone blast."

"Bone-bursting?" The military advisor couldn't understand. Obviously, the bones are shrinking smaller and smaller, how can it be called a bone burst?

"Not bad. Burst bones. The Count licked his chapped lips as if he were thirsty.

However, he was indeed thirsty.

He wanted to drink not water, but blood.

Bone blasting is a kind of kung fu that violates the principles of the body, and every time you use it, the blood in the body will boil and burn, and the body will seem to be scorched.

At this time, a large amount of blood needs to be replenished -

The Western media often reports that there are vampires in some places, saying that some people like to drink human blood. In fact, this is wronging a vampire, and this is a 'normal reaction' after someone practices bone blasting.

The Count left his large family, his centuries-old honorary surname, not just because he had committed murder – what was it to them to kill someone?

The real reason is that he can't suck blood openly.

Enter the dark world and become one of the emperor's generals, so you don't have to worry about such problems anymore.

"Your Highness, let's start our battle." The Earl made a polite gesture to war.

In the eyes of the military advisor, it is funny, and there is a kind of piercing coldness.

The world is full of wonders.

Some people are human beings, some people - you can't treat him as human anymore.

(PS: December 31 rì, which is eight o'clock this evening.) Lao Yanagi will celebrate New Year's Day with you at YY (the last event of 2011, and then ready for 2012). Anyway, Lao Liu prepared ten signed books as gifts. "Daughter", "Sāo Disturbance" and "Bodyguard" are optional. If you don't come, the gifts will be all someone else's. yy:60225. Lao Liu and you don't see - also scattered. There are event posts in the book review area, so you can pay attention to them. ）