Chapter 392: Deathmatch Quartet Space
In the green forest, from time to time, a few miserable and angry roars of demonic beasts sounded.
Ling Yan dispersed the clouds under his feet, and silently stepped on a branch thicker than an adult elephant's legs, looking into the distance.
In the air, there is a strong smell of blood, and the smell of blood is also a temperature that is extremely difficult to detect, I am afraid that it has just floated out of the corpse....
Dust flew in the distance, followed by earth-shattering explosions...
Suddenly, several blood-red liquids rose into the sky in the distant woods, and a terrible beast roar was deafening.
Ling Yan was slightly startled, and suddenly felt a slight fluctuation in the aura around him. After that roar, the air around him suddenly shook a little...
"Chirp!"
At this moment, a figure rose into the sky, rolled out large pieces of leaves, and scattered towards Ling Yan.
"I heard that Jessia's piece of waste was beaten, I guess it's you!"
A middle-aged man with white hair, a hooked nose, and sharp eyes swooped into the air and swooped towards Ling Yan.
There was a little light flashing on the whole person, like a meteor....
"Your news is spreading so fast!!"
Ling Yan smiled slightly, just after coming out of the Divine Roaring Mountain, Deathmatch had already received the news, could it be that there was also some extremely fast communication tool between them?
"The people of Shenzhou are not unruly when they come here! I don't know what to say! I just slaughtered a few seven-turn strength monsters, and I'm worried that I haven't had a good time, I heard that your kid's strength is good, let me see, do you have that material! ”
Deathfight pulled out a blood-red sword from a delicate ring on his finger, his body stopped in the air, his arm flicked casually, and a huge qi blade with a radius of more than ten meters long, completely condensed by fighting qi, cut through the ground, broke through the forest, and rushed towards Ling Yanfei.
Fighters can use task weapons, they are mainly based on fighting, and this move of deathmatch is completely able to cut through people of any realm under the seven turns.
However, Ling Yan, who looked indifferent, was motionless... Quietly watched the air blade slash in.
Sonorous..
The air blade is broken.. And then scattered..
Deathfight's eyes narrowed slightly.
The sword qi that had been transformed from a dou actually hit Ling Yan's body, leaving no wounds at all, no, it could even be said that it had no effect on Ling Yan at all.
"How strong is this man's body?"
Looking at Ling Yan, he didn't move at all, he didn't make any posture of attack and defense, and from beginning to end, he ignored this attack at all.
"You.... Good boy, there are two hits!! ”
Deathfight took a deep breath, his face slowly became serious, and then, with a slightly long, but small mouth, hooked a cruel smile...
"Whirlwind Strike!"
Deathfight roared, and the figure disappeared suddenly.
At the same time, Ling Yan felt an extremely subtle red dot appear around him, and then, the red dot began to merge into the sunlight in the air, and began to rotate with the light...
Roar..
A beast-like roar suddenly began to shock Ling Yan's soul, and immediately, tens of thousands of blood-red swords appeared around Ling Yan's body.
The swords are dense, each sword is attached to each sword, there is no gap, but each sword does not appear at the same time, so as to maintain its sharpness, this kind of attack can be described as an absolute defense.
"There's no power!"
Ling Yan felt the amazing momentum of the sword around him, although the sword did not have much power, but it was more important, and it was more important, every sword in the death fight was not strong, but each sword was extremely tricky, making it difficult for people to parry, and they were the key to killing!
Wave your hand gently.
"Divine Protection!"
Boom..
A thunderclap fell from the sky and slashed directly at Ling Yan's body, and in an instant, Ling Yan's black hair was all dyed white, and his hair was long, like a thundersnake, fluttering in the wind, his eyes became hollow and white, and his whole body was wrapped in thunder!
"What a lot of energy! But if you think that's the end of it, you're wrong! ”
Death Fight smiled evilly, and the blood sword that surrounded Ling Yan did not leave.
Click-click-click.....
Every time the Blood Sword was looked, the thunder covering Ling Yan's body would shoot out on its own, entangled in the Blood Sword...
"You'd better give it your all! Killer moves! ”
Ling Yan stretched out his hands and began to accumulate the Death Divine Thunder, if the death match did not go all out, then he would be forced to use all his strength, and then at the moment of life and death, it would be possible to break through, what Ling Yan wanted was the pressure brought by the death match.
"This trick is enough to kill you, my killing move, the gods are afraid, how can you be qualified to taste this humble existence?"
Death Fight smiled cruelly, suddenly, I don't know what kind of technique he used, or magic weapon, heaven and earth, the surrounding scenery, suddenly disappeared, Ling Yan only felt that he had entered a specific space, in all directions, heaven and earth, all turned into pitch black.
Independent space, only Ling Yan is left alone..
The techniques used by Westerners, Ling Yan knew nothing...
What kind of technique is this??
Dark? Endless darkness, Ling Yan opened his eyes, but he couldn't see anything!!
The twilight sacrifice brought a little light to the darkness.
"This is the deathmatch quartet space, here, my strength will increase by 10%, and you, will drop by 10%, there was originally a gap between us, but now there is a 20% gap, you are even more hopeless, you can only get out if you fight to the death with me and kill me. Otherwise, I can trap you for eternity! ”
The sound of deathmatch, slowly piercing through the depths of the pitch black, a slight footsteps, began to hear......
"Hehe, the brains of the people of Shenzhou are really not good, they have been consumed with you before, it is convenient for me to lock you with space, but unfortunately, you are not far behind!! Don't say I'm mean, although there is a gap between you and me, but I'm like this, I only care about victory, even if the opponent is an ant, I will do whatever it takes to win!! ”
Deathmatch laughs cruelly!
"Trapped me?? Could it be that you Westerners are afraid of us people in Shenzhou? Don't dare to fight me? If so, you'll be able to trap me! ”
Ling Yan smiled slightly.
"Although I know that this is your radical method, I will still be fooled, I didn't intend to trap you, killing you here, and it can increase the energy of my deathfight Quartet space a lot, when the time comes, I can trap the people of the Nine Revolutions, at that time, who dares to underestimate my deathfight? Haha...."
In the air, there was a slight sword sound, and an invisible sword was quietly stabbing towards Ling Yan's temple.....
Killing, cold, dark, despair, fear, hesitation!
These things actually began to breed in Ling Yan's heart... Affects the mind..