"Wait for a ghost, waiting is waiting for death!"

While speaking, Wu Ya hugged Zhao Ke and escaped into the void again, appearing from the other end of the corner, only to see an extra laceration on Wu Ya's left shoulder.

It's so fast!

Wu Ya stared at the figure of Lao Dao, the other party's speed was a little scary, and if it continued like this, he could only fight hard, but how many chances of hard fighting there were, Wu Ya had no bottom in his heart.

"How long can you hold it!"

At this time, Zhao Ke suddenly asked.

Wu Ya frowned slightly, shook his head, and was not sure: "If my sickle is still there, maybe I can still fight, but ......"

Wu Ya didn't continue, after the sickle was eaten by that pet, Wu Ya didn't feel distressed at all, anyway, they were all dying people, and it was not bad to say the value of the sickle, and disgusting Zhao Ke.

But now, when he thought that he had gone to great lengths to get the weapon he had in hand, and it was ruined like this, Wu Ya's heart was dripping blood when he thought about it.

"Don't move, I'll add a buff to you."

Wu Ya: "?? ”

When Zhao Ke spoke, Wu Ya suddenly felt as if something was something more on his body, and his familiar feeling made the dark power in his body suddenly begin to boil.

When I looked at it again, I saw that my appearance was covered with a layer of black metal armor.

"Your summon?"

Feeling the boiling power in his body, Wu Ya could tell that this was the breath of magic gold, although he knew that Zhao Ke's summon seemed to have a good ability, but it was the first time that Wu Ya saw that the summon could actually cover other people's bodies.

I can feel that my body is covered by this set of battle armor, and my strength is like a flood, and it begins to increase rapidly.

"The 12-point postage buff, you've got enough for me!"

Zhao Ke had a black face, and was deducted 12 points again, plus the previous two times, he was deducted 36 points in the blink of an eye, I am afraid that it will be changed to some ordinary postman's reserves, but it is nothing more than that.

After getting the increase, Wu Ya's eyes lit up for a while, and he loved and hated Zhao Ke in his heart, and even jealousy.

Such an excellent summon is not actually his own.

"How long will your postage last?" Wu Ya carefully put Zhao Ke down and asked.

"Don't worry, it's enough!"

Zhao Ke did not directly answer Wu Ya's words, which made Wu Ya a little puzzled how many points Zhao Ke had left.

Turning his head, Wu Ya stared at Lao Dao with both eyes: "Hehe, change me next!" ”

Without waiting for Lao Dao to make a move, this time Wu Ya chose to take the initiative to attack, and after the figure escaped into nothingness, he saw a black claw tear open the space above Lao Dao's head and grab Lao Dao's head.

Lao Dao flashed sideways, just dodged the claws, and before he could make a move, a crack was torn open under his feet, grabbing Lao Dao's legs, and then the front of a blade Lao Dao slashed out and slashed at Lao Dao's head.

There was a metal collision sound, Lao Dao's body shook, the whole person was split and flew out, hit his head against the wall, shook his head and got up again, and let out a low roar from his mouth.

Wu Ya's figure hid in the void, shook his numb hand vigorously, and couldn't help but secretly say when he saw this: "Is this guy's head a diamond, so hard?" ”

When Wu Ya was entangled with Lao Dao, Zhao Ke's eyes were always fixed on the man not far away.

Obviously, his actions have deducted 12 postage points, but he is also deducting the man's lifespan.

Through the golden pupils, Zhao Ke could see that the thick breath of life on the other party's body was burning like a fire.

I don't know what kind of medicine the other party is taking, which will make the vitality in the body so abundant.

Zhao Ke estimated in his heart that such an effect would require him to drink a bottle of ginseng essence to achieve it.

However, the strength of the breath of life could not stop the aging of the curse, and the wrinkles on the other party's face became more and more, even if he kept taking out the medicine that increased his vitality from the postal album and eating it, he was just surviving.

Because what the curse deducts is lifespan, not life force.

It's like an oil lamp, the wick is gone, and even if you add more oil, it won't help.

Such a superficial truth, Zhao Ke understands, as a spellcaster, will the other party understand?

Zhao Ke even doubted that his next move would send this guy directly to see Hades.

At this time, when I saw the other side, Lao Dao rushed up again, but this time Wu Ya was no longer fighting with Lao Dao.

With the increase of black gold, the ability of Wu Ya's vampire bloodline has obtained an extremely strong increase, although it can't destroy the other party, but there are ways to deal with him.

A black crack appeared at the foot of the old road, forming a crater.

After Ling Lao Dao stepped in with one foot, half of his body fell into it together.

"Look at the hard head of yours, or the hard of my sword!"

trapped Lao Dao, he saw Wu Ya urging his black magic, and a black gas appeared in his hand, a black giant knife, a 40-meter machete, which was held in Wu Yatuo's hand and cut down at Lao Dao.

No, to be precise, it can no longer be called chopping, but smashing.

With a knife down, the ground was shaking, and Lao Dao was directly smashed underneath, unable to move.

"Not dead yet!"

Seeing this, Wu Ya swung the giant knife again, exerted enough strength, and smashed it hard.

However, the knife was still in mid-air, but he saw a red smoke floating out of Lao Dao's body, and the red smoke rolled up, turning into the figure of a teenager, staring at Wu Ya with resentful eyes, and with a turn of his eyes, he actually turned around and rushed towards Zhao Ke.

"Not good!"

Wu Ya's face changed, but his strength was already old, and the knife was slashed in the air, he didn't have the strength to take it back, so he could only watch the red smoke rush towards Zhao Ke.

The strong smell of blood came to his face, and the red smoke rolled up and appeared on the face of a young man: "I'll eat you first!" ”

This guy obviously saw that Zhao Ke was cursed by his teacher and couldn't move, as long as he killed him, he had absorbed enough of this guy's blood, and his strength skyrocketed again, and the other was not enough.

Red smoke billowed and appeared in front of Zhao Ke in a blink of an eye.

However, at this time, Zhao Ke moved again, but his action was not to dodge, but to take out something from the postal register.

"My God!!"

After seeing what Zhao Ke took out, Wu Ya felt that his eyes were almost blind, and he couldn't look directly.

The knotted green tendons, the rough and powerful shape, and the primitive breath that blows on the face symbolize the masculine masculinity of men and represent the worship of reproduction by human beings since ancient times.

The point is, this thing is too TM thick and long!

"Is he a woman?"

In an instant, Wu Ya automatically made up the picture, compared the indescribable thing in Zhao Ke's hand, the picture was too beautiful, and then compared his own, and said in his heart: "Sure enough, the shortness limits my ......"

But then again, Zhao Ke took out such a thing at a critical time.

Not to mention Wu Ya, even the face in the red smoke became weird, and then he seemed to think of something, and screamed: "You stole my mother's things!" ”

"Nope! I'm teaching you how to be a man on behalf of your father! ”

As Zhao Ke's voice fell, the stick in his hand was smoked according to the red cigarette.

I saw that the moment one end of the stick was waved by Zhao Ke, the skin and flesh on the surface began to fade, revealing a white note.

Seeing this scene, Hongyan felt even more unscrupulous, and opened his mouth to pounce on Zhao Ke.

And yet, at the moment when the stick smoked on the red smoke.

I saw a blue flame coming out of the decaying stick, "Boom! With a bang, most of the red smoke was dispersed in an instant.

This scene shocked everyone, even Zhang Haigen, who was pretending to be dead on the ground, almost jumped up and screamed: "Damn, artifact!" ”

"You're not dead??"

Wu Ya escaped from nothingness, and when he saw Zhang Haigen who had come back from the dead, he didn't care about the etiquette of a gentleman and scolded.

"Half-life, half-life!"

The corners of Zhang Haigen's mouth twitched, and he explained with a smile.

In fact, he did lose half his life, and seeing that the situation was wrong, this thing directly chose to play dead.

Screams came from the red smoke, but another scream came from behind another man.

The remaining half of the red smoke turned and ran, turning into a puff of red mist and burrowing into the space around the man.

Zhao Ke was not surprised by this result, after all, this is a treasure in the hands of Yincha, and beating people and ghosts can be called an artifact, but unfortunately he doesn't know how to use that sail, otherwise this little ghost won't be able to run.

Zhao Ke can catch up, but he doesn't want to chase, and his postage has been deducted 12 points again.

added up to 48 points of postage consumption, which made Zhao Ke feel painful.

Put away the decaying stick in your hand carefully, the flesh of the accident watch is almost rotten, if you accidentally slam on yourself, then you really want to become, the first postman to kill yourself with a stick.

"Ahem, ahem, ahem......"

Soon, a young man staggered out and fell beside the man.

The young man's face was pale and frightening, and a hand was on the man's arm.

"Help me! Teacher, save me! ”

The blood soul clone was broken, as a backlash, naturally not a young man can bear it, at this time, his only hope is that the mysterious teacher in front of him can save himself.

"It's him!"

When Zhang Haigen saw the young man, he was stunned for a moment, and then he understood and said, "This kid is the murderer!" ”