Chapter Forty-Eight: The Second Deep Blackening [First Update]
"Abominable ......"
Ivankov saw the state of lightning, and finally became completely furious, he roared angrily, and the whole person jumped up, flashing in the air, and his huge face instantly shook out seven or eight afterimages, which was the strongest frontal attack.
"Galaxy...... INK! ”
The aftermath of the explosion rippled towards Lu Ning in an instant.
In the face of this blow, because the Shenluo Heavenly Expedition was still in a cooling state, which was also the only flaw of the Shenluo Heavenly Expedition, Lu Ning did not hesitate to display the armed color domineering.
"Arranged!"
The domineering power of the armed color was highly condensed, and in an instant, it formed a black color like armor, covering Lu Ning's sword blade, and at the same time, the chest was also covered with a layer of armed color.
Due to the extremely fast speed and range of this blow's explosive wind, with his agility and lack of high-speed movement moves such as the Navy Six Style, it was impossible to dodge, but the current situation was something that Lu Ning had predicted in advance when he defeated the lightning!
"Flowing Water Rock Smashing!"
The Flowing Water Rock Shatter Fist swung out head-on, completely applied to the swordsmanship, and the blade shook out several twisted arcs in the air, even if it was facing an invisible impact, it still made this impact a little hindered.
Ivankov's Galaxy INK was first weakened by 30% of its power by Lu Ning's title, and then part of its power was slashed by the flowing water rock, and the remaining power hit Lu Ning's hands and chest, and was offset by the armed color domineering.
Bang!
When the explosion completely exploded in the field, I saw Lu Ning holding the Lan Ghost with both hands, the blade was inserted into the ground, and the whole person slid back more than ten meters away, stopping in the dust.
"It hurts."
A trace of blood spilled from the corner of Lu Ning's mouth, and when he looked up at Ivankov, there was a palpitating expression on his face, like a hellish demonic smile!
Lu Ning, who was originally in a depressing state, seemed to disappear into the darkness at this moment, just a thriller-like expression, which made the angry Ivankov and Klockdahl feel cold in their hearts at the same time.
"The number of deep blackening is starting to become more frequent......"
Xiaomeng's voice slowly came in Lu Ning's ears, but at this moment, Lu Ning didn't hear it at all, and he didn't pay attention to it at all, and the whole person maintained a 'friendly' smile like a dark personality, and rushed towards Ivankov.
"New Shemale Fist Method! Laser Treatment! ”
When Ivankov saw Lu Ning rushing over, his heart sank, and he decisively displayed his armed domineering spirit, his hands waved violently, and his stretched nails burst out with several fierce attacks like slashes, catching up with Lu Ning who rushed over.
But Lu Ning's response made Ivankov's heart tremble.
I saw that Lu Ning maintained the posture of holding the sword with both hands, and there was no intention of swinging the sword to resist at all, and he stared directly at a face and rushed up, as if he was about to hit his face with a claw, but at the moment when the attack was about to touch his face, an invisible impact burst out.
HRE Celestial Sign!
When it was repulsed, the Shenluo Heavenly Expedition failed to cool down, and when Lu Ning rushed up, of course, the release interval of ten seconds had passed!
Ivankov's attack was so stubbornly frozen in the air by the HRE Heavenly Expedition, seeing that Lu Ning's demonic face was close at hand, but he couldn't touch a single cent.
That is, in the next moment, Lu Ning held it with both hands, and the Lan ghost who was hanging back suddenly swung out towards the front!
"Oops!"
Ivankov secretly screamed in his heart that the attack that could no longer be fought could only be forcibly terminated, with the help of the impact of Lu Ning Shenluo Tianzheng, the whole person tried his best to retreat backwards, but he could retreat nearly a meter, barely avoiding the actual slash of the Lan Ghost Blade.
But when Ivankov touched Lu Ning's eyes again, he saw a pair of vicious eyes, and then he felt a sharp pain in his chest and abdomen.
Laugh at!
A faint blue sword aura flashed in the void.
It's not a swordsmanship at the level of a swordsman, but purely with a strength and speed that is far stronger than ordinary people, coupled with the power skills of the Flowing Water Rock Shattering Fist, with the blessing of the Lan Ghost on the invisible slash, the edge of the slash is nearly half a meter long!
It was this extension that could be regarded as sword qi or an invisible slash attack, which became Ivankov's insurmountable half meter from death!
"Ahem!"
There was a deep blood mark between his chest and abdomen, and the blood splattered everywhere, and Ivankov coughed up a mouthful of blood from his mouth.
This blow caused Ivankov's health to plummet by 731 points!
"Ivankov!"
When Klockdahl saw this scene, his pupils couldn't help but shrink, as a sea thief who was rampant in the sea, the former king of the Seven Martial Seas, he had seen too many murderous characters.
Even the world's strongest whitebeard, Edward Newgate, has faced head-to-head, and although it was a fiasco, he has also learned the strongest demeanor.
Vicious, vicious, cruel.
He has seen all kinds of pirates, and he has seen all kinds of pirates, and it is undoubtedly a joke to scare him with simple ferocity.
If the massacre of civilians in a few small towns is considered murderous, then what is the point of using the state as a chessboard and the people as pawns, and manipulating a war of millions of people.
But.
In Lu Ning, what he felt was not something shallow like ferocity, but another kind of will, which made people palpitate.
That feeling was like, in Lu Ning's body, there was a demon inhabiting!
"Sand Blade Rush!
Seeing that Ivankov was in danger, Klockdar let out a low roar, and with a wave of his right hand, countless sands suddenly condensed into seven or eight giant sand knives, which swept towards Lu Ning.
Everywhere I went, the ground was slashed and cracked.
Lu Ning didn't speak, didn't have any words, and only turned his head to reveal a demonic horror smile at the attack coming from the side.
Crash!
The Lan ghost swung out, and the flowing water rock shattered and slashed through the clouds and flowing water, wrapped in the domineering spirit of the armed color, and in this way, all the sand blades that came were attacked were broken.
“DEATH INK!”
Ivankov covered his wounds, braced his body, and unleashed an attack at Lu Ning, who seemed to be exposed in order to resist Klockdahl's attack.
But Lu Ning was almost holding the Lan Ghost in his right hand, and the next second he broke through Klokdal's sand blade, his left hand took a stance, and his head twisted back again.
Fire escape! Howe Fireball Technique!
Rumble!
Under the deep blackening, the spiritual power that I don't know what data to reach, combined with the bonuses of equipment such as the flame hat and the fire-resistant cloak, under one blow, a huge fireball with a diameter of nearly four or five meters was released, and it swept over with a bang.
Ivankov's attack smashed into the fireball, denting the center of the fireball, but it couldn't completely break the fireball, and the huge fireball just blasted over.
Crash!
Ivankov, who was seriously injured, was difficult to dodge, was hit head-on by the fireball, and the whole person flew backwards, and the hair and clothes on his body were all scorched in an instant, and the original bloody wound was dried up by the burned blood at once.
When the flames dissipated, wisps of black smoke came out of Ivankov's body, and a puff of smoke came out of his mouth, and he fell backwards.
Lu Ning spat out a small flame and turned his head slowly as if he had a full burp, looking at the last Klockdahl.
“……”
Klockdahl fell silent.