Chapter 63: The Anxious Black Death

Because Wumiao's character is not only ruthless, cruel, arrogant, but also very cautious and extremely afraid of death.

That's right, Wu Miao is very afraid of death.

The reason why Wu Miao is arrogant and domineering is because of his strength, for human beings, including the swordsmen of the ghost killing team, he is almost a crushing existence, and he has absolute control over evil ghosts.

That's all.

Just because he was afraid of death, so after being beaten by Ji Guoyuan last time, Wu Miao didn't dare to appear in front of Ji Guoyuan again, in fact, with his ability, he wanted to escape, and Ji Guoyuan might not be able to keep him.

"That's right."

Out of the corner of Lu Feng's eyes, he aimed at the treasure chest on the ground, which exploded after the death of the prostitute Taro brother and sister, and while he continued to draw out his knife, he moved there and after a few more moves, he stood in front of the treasure chest.

Black Death Mou slashed again, only to see Lu Feng suddenly bend over, and then stand up.

With a pop, Black Death Mou's knife slashed Lu Feng, but it was useless, and it seemed that he couldn't break through the other party's body, just like the original Juhe slash.

And Lu Feng carried a knife just to open a treasure chest.

【Gain 2 Potential Points】

【Obtain a bottle of Mana Recovery Potion】

【Obtain Tough Cloth】

【Obtain the blood of the prostitute Taro】

[The item has been stored in the inventory, pay attention to check]

"I don't even have points, but I have two potential points, and a magic recovery potion, so I'm really lucky." Lu Feng took a few steps back in succession.

"Are you going to escape, in front of me, you can't escape."

Black Death Mou's tone was a little disdainful, in fact, he was a little puzzled, he didn't understand what happened to Lu Feng's amateur fighting method just now, and Lu Feng's retreat operation, he could only understand that he wanted to escape.

There is such a thing as a treasure chest, which the aborigines can't see at all.

"I'm just adjusting my breath, and you'll soon know how powerful I am." Lu Feng didn't hesitate, and accelerated all the two potential points.

Because in terms of swordsmanship, the gap between him and Black Death Mou is too big, he estimates that Black Death Mou's swordsmanship level is around LV30, if there is no calculation center, he may have been killed just now because of the exhaustion of absolute defense.

Although Lu Feng's absolute defense blocked a lot of attacks, in fact, he used the calculations of the calculation center to dodge directly just now.

Otherwise he simply can't stand the drain.

Even if the Blazing Sky Sword Skill is added by two levels, in terms of swordsmanship, his weakness is still obvious, how can LV22 not be able to compare with LV30, the gap is too big, and it is inevitable that he will continue to be crushed.

Therefore, he increased his speed, even in the way of exchanging knives for knives, he had to cut a few more knives, and don't underestimate the matter of cutting a few more knives.

It adds up to a lot, and it's enough to wear a dripping stone.

Now he has to use his pace to break the game.

At the speed of 22 o'clock, Lu Feng became extremely fast, and then, even if he didn't open the calculation center, he could already completely surpass the speed of Black Death Mu.

So, the two collided again, and one of Black Death Mou's arms flew up.

The price of the land breeze is an absolute depletion of defensive energy.

"You've gotten faster, I don't know how you can defend against my attacks, but humans can't win ghosts no matter how hard they struggle, because any activity needs to be consumed, you won't recover so quickly, and even if I lose an arm, I can grow it quickly."

Black Death Mou's face was expressionless, and his arms were already half long.

"When you cut off your head, you can't laugh." Lu Feng rushed forward again, with the calculation center, he could easily capture the weakness of the Black Death Mou, this was not the weakness of the swordsmanship itself, but the empty door that the Black Death Mou would inevitably expose when he attacked him.

If Lu Feng's speed is not so fast, with Black Death Mou's swordsmanship ability, he can completely defend back or use defensive skills.

But now it's different from before, Lu Feng's speed is easy to see the stitches, so continuing the two moves, Lu Feng stabbed a big hole in Black Death Mou's lower abdomen and cut off half of Black Death Mou's chest.

With this level of injury, not only does it take time to recover, but there is also a lack of parts in the body, there is a problem with the balance of the body, and Black Death Mou's swordsmanship is also affected.

Lu Feng's next knife was aimed directly at the neck of Black Death Mou.

"Damn." Black Death Mou became a little anxious for the first time, he couldn't dodge this move, "I definitely can't lose, I definitely won't lose again." ”

Thinking that he would lose made it difficult for him to accept.

He gave up dodging and returning to block, and instead resorted to other means, only to see that his demon knife suddenly skyrocketed, becoming more than one meter seven in length, and separated several branches.

This is no longer a knife, but an existence like a deer's antlers.

With a bang, the huge, antler-like ugly ghost knife finally blocked Lu Feng's Nyonchakra Knife, using one of the branches.

Immediately afterwards, the huge ghost knife slashed down, slashing Lu Feng's entire person out and smashing it to the ground.

The heavier the knife, the greater the inertia formed when it is slashed, and the greater the destructive force.

Black Death's knife changed its form, and it immediately became extremely terrifying, not only did the destructive power increase, but he slashed out violently in the air.

The Breath of the Moon is the type of eight, and the tail of the moon dragon wheel.

The invisible air blade ploughed out a few cracks in the ground, and actually bombarded Lu Feng's body from a distance.

But Lu Feng was fine, he jumped up.

"Soon I'll cut you in two." I'm not going to lose, definitely not going to lose. Black Death Mou became calm again, and then recovered his body as soon as possible.

The knife has become longer, requiring more power to swing and creating more wind resistance, so his swordsmanship will not be as light and swift as it was at the beginning, but it will be a little more violent and wide-opening.

Some of the Moon Breath tricks that he had researched after he became a demon could also be used.

The disadvantage of the imbalance caused by the lack of a part of the body will also be compensated, but this level of injury still needs to be recovered as soon as possible.

"I'm right about that."

Lu Feng didn't attack immediately, but took out two bottles of magic recovery potion, bit off the cap, and drank quickly, these two bottles were worse than the one with the word high efficiency, which the player called the little blue bottle.

And the high-efficiency mana recovery potion is the normal blue bottle.

As for the magic potion series, it is not common, and it is usually not called a blue bottle, but directly called a name.

Because the props of MP recovery are also more diverse, the magic recovery potion series is the most common, and the magic potion series is two words worse, the effect is completely different, this series is calculated according to 100%, the capacity does not work, and one bite must be drunk up.

The magic potion series is directly calculated according to the number of points, and the capacity will work, for example, the secondary magic potion 50ML recovers 50 points, and the drink of 30ML is only 30 points.

One bottle of Mana Recovery Potion can only restore 20% of the maximum MP, and two bottles can only be topped with a bottle of high-efficiency Mana Recovery Potion.

He only had two bottles of high-potency mana recovery potions, and he had already drunk one bottle before, and now he only had the last bottle left, which was more effective.

Now Black Death Mou didn't attack, but instead gave him a chance to drink two small blue bottles in a row to recover.