Chapter 64 A first-class master who fled in the wilderness

This time, the speed visible to the naked eye of the blood corn kernels dried up, and all the energy of the corn kernels was absorbed by the corn stalks, and these demonized energies poured into the corn leaves again along the corn stalks.

The blades immediately changed, becoming tough and elongated, stretching out, and even connected to each other, forming a web at a rapid pace.

The leaves oozing from the five demonized blood corn plants actually joined forces to form a large net, enveloping this second-rate martial artist.

Taking advantage of the fact that this second-rate martial artist was attracted by the blood corn that shot in, a large net was quickly formed, and by the time he reacted, it was too late to escape.

In addition to the magic field, the demonization can also be cast, but only on the magic field, the knife can control the direction of the demonization so freely.

It was an experiment, and when he was bored, he thought of it hollowed out, and the real target and imaginary enemy was still the first-class.

These changes happened almost at the same time, and the faces of the second-rate martial artists who slowly retreated turned green in an instant, which was too weird a trick.

He felt a fatal crisis and did not hesitate to explode in an instant.

His whole body emitted a faint golden light, and the brightest was his fist.

"Shattered Iron Fist! Stunt, shattered iron and cracked gold.

It was such a punch that easily blasted the knife's third-rate mud puppet into pieces just now.

Now with a special move, the power is at least doubled.

Rumble!

The green web cracked, and the figure rushed out, shattering the dirt that had clawed at him.

All the corn bullets that came were blocked by a faint golden light.

Nine out of ten steady blows, the other party was unharmed? Even the golden inner strength was exhausted because of this.

This still made the knife look ugly.

In his opinion, killing second-rate is not a problem, the goal is first-class.

But reality slapped him hard.

How terrible is the outbreak of the second-rate?

This made him immediately understand how lucky he was to kill the two second-rate people in the front.

But then, the second-rate martial artist's body shook, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and his face instantly turned as white as paper.

"You're done." The sound of a knife sounded.

"Spare your life! Adults spare their lives. This one knelt down directly.

"Surrender?" The knife sneered, he was not a virgin, how could the enemy let it go.

But then, his heart moved, and he sneered: "Surrender? It's not bad, tell me everything you know. ”

This person's heart was slightly relieved, and he knelt here on the surface, but he was trying to recover his internal strength, because the explosion just now in order to save his life completely drained him, and he barely stood still, and the blood from the wound in his abdomen spurted out again.

What's more, after fighting hard, his internal organs were not lightly injured.

At this time, even an uninspiring warrior could kill him.

It takes time!

"I must escape, there is a first-class master behind me, why hasn't he arrived yet, he will have a chance when he arrives."

However, Boss Break, Wang Daxia and others had already arrived at the order and rushed here, and they happened to walk out quickly at this time.

Before he could stand up, the Broken Boss stepped forward and patted him on the back, cutting off his meridians.

These are some small tricks he learned in the rivers and lakes, not to mention the second-rate, the third-rate is difficult to seal.

But now, due to the exhaustion of the target's internal strength, it is not as good as ordinary people, and it is easy for the boss to succeed.

After a successful move, he did not stop, and continued to beat and cut off the meridians of this body, so that he not only recovered his internal strength, but also did not want to break free easily.

After finishing his work, he directly took out another grain of corn that was like a drop of blood.

This is mutated blood corn, which is used on everyone's body for emergency use.

The art of ethnography.

The knife was kept for him to grow corn, otherwise he would have been killed.

Stimulated by the art of human seeding, the blood-colored corn grew rapidly, and the rich root system was rooted in this person's head, spreading rapidly.

"What? I have surrendered, and I will be my own people from now on. This person was stuck in the neck, unable to twist, and couldn't see his terrifying appearance now, but he still felt that something was wrong, and hurriedly shouted subconsciously.

By this time, a figure had seen all this.

Yes, it is the first-class master, this fog has almost no effect on him except for affecting his vision, and the knife relies on the yin fog to affect the direction of hearing, which is naturally ineffective.

This person heard the voice here, and judged that it was those second-rate people, so he rushed to the first time.

When he arrived, he saw those demonized corn attacks! It's too late to make a move.

Naturally, the knife spotted him, but he couldn't free his hands when he was doing his best.

Now he is not in a hurry to make a move, because this one is still hiding, so Xiaodao seized the time to think about how to deal with him.

It's hard, it's hard.

Demonize more blood corn, and the previous killing moves can be more powerful, but there is still hope for dealing with the second-rate, and if you want to deal with the first-rate, the knife himself understands that there is little hope.

The knife dealt with the enemy in front of him with all his might, and he didn't even have time to dispose of the corpse.

The two second-rate corpses on the ground were not controlled by the knife, and the melting speed was much slower, and there were nearly half of the bodies.

All this was seen in the eyes of that first-class powerhouse, and there was a deep horror in his eyes.

It's only been a short time, and the two second-rate people have died, not to mention those third-rate, basically none of them have been encountered along the way.

This means? Even if you make a first-class shot, you can't do it.

The original idea was even stronger.

"Go for it." The knife that couldn't think of a way was ruthless.

At this moment, this first-class master once again took a deep look at the second-rate who was so weird at this time, but still alive, and life was better than death.

If it ends up like this, it's better to die.

What's more, so many people have died, and they should be able to explain.

His face turned from pale to pale, and he cautiously walked away into the distance?

The knife that was about to shoot was stunned, this, this can't be an escape, right?

It seems that this man has a look of horror on his face?

In the end, it is a first-class master, this escape, the speed is really fast enough.

Knife suddenly breathed a sigh of relief.

Only escaped one first-class, and it didn't affect the character too much, and the court should not immediately turn around.

It has to be packaged, though.

Hearing the order, the eradication of the evil king and the others also rushed out.

Watching the first-class master flee quickly, Xiao Dao wanted to say a few words, or a few earth thorn meteors or something, but he hesitated for a while, so as not to change his mind, after all, he was weak-hearted.

Soon, the first-class master came to the edge of the mist, and he paused slightly and stopped.

Have you changed your mind?

The knife was suddenly startled.

I saw this first-class master suddenly pull on his body and roll on the ground again.

What is this operation?

Saved, the knife gave himself two blows with his weapon before throwing it away and rushing out.

"Good means! Feng was not an enemy once. Rushed out of this first-class master's sad and angry roar, and then fled.

At this time, he looked so embarrassed and embarrassed, his body was covered in blood, and his injuries were obviously not light.