Chapter 9: The Five Styles of Murder
Xiao Fan's eyes were like a whirlpool, rolling and moving, his eyes saw through the void, and he said: "This is not a mask demon, I'm afraid this is the perfectly evolved bud corpse you said." "What, how is it possible, I've observed it these days, and the bud corpses here are all of the lowest level." Tian Siqi exclaimed, "Is it possible that he evolved halfway?" Xiao Fan asked rhetorically.
"Impossible, if you want to evolve a combat form, you have to eat at least one greedy seed-level mask demon, not to mention whether it can kill the greedy seed, even if it can kill the bud corpses attracted by the greedy seed, it will be torn clean, and we can't think about the movement caused by it," Tian Siqi said.
Before Xiao Fan could say more, the "roar" of the bud corpse actually strode over, ignoring Xiao Fan and the others, and his deformed hand grabbed the food in front of Xiao Fan's eyes.
"What is this for?" Xiao Fan exclaimed: "Could it be that this bud corpse also wants to eat food?" "No, it's impossible for bracts to eat food, they only eat human flesh." Tian Siqi sneered. Xiao Fan glanced at it in surprise, it seemed that she had a deep grudge against the bud corpse, and then said, "Then what is it doing now?" ”。“ Who knows, maybe want to add some food. "Hehe, it's cold.
"No matter what, you can't let it take the food." Xiao Fan raised the knife to be served. "Don't," Tian Siqi stopped, "Can you beat it?" Xiao Fan said: "If there is no accident. "Tian Siqi glanced at him in surprise, I don't know where he got his confidence, but it came; "Don't go first, let's see, if not", "No need, I know what you want to say, but I have my persistence, which is the persistence that needs to be insisted on even if it costs my life." Tian Siqi was interrupted by Xiao Fan before he finished speaking.
"Roaring" the bud corpse seemed to be picking ingredients, pacing through the cold storage and rummaging through the food boxes looking for something. Suddenly, a sword flash struck the deformed right arm of the bract. It screamed in pain, and the sword light almost broke his right arm in two, and the left fist of the bud corpse struck out and hit Xiao Fan's chest, he took a step back with his strength, and a blood-red amber light flashed in his right arm, and some soft matter drilled out and covered the wound.
roar, another earth-shattering roar, when Xiao Fanwei landed, the right arm was infinitely extended and hit Xiao Fan's chest first. Xiao Fan couldn't dodge, he could only parry, holding a long knife in his arms and holding it on his chest. "Boom" There was a loud bang, and Xiao Fan was pressed into the stone wall, and the dust was misty. Xiao Fan only felt a strange pain in his abdomen, and there seemed to be a bell and drum ringing in his brain, which shook people's heads.
Xiao Fan stood up, pinched the long knife, bowed his legs, and there was another white gas squirt, "The Spray of the Five Styles of Murder" Xiao Fan's figure advanced, swung the knife and slashed at the mask of the bud corpse, and the mask immediately cracked a small hole, "Damn, this mask still has protective power" Xiao Fan was shocked. The bud corpse seized this opportunity to lean up, at this time Xiao Fan learned to be obedient, and a white gas erupted between his legs, and his body turned around, sweeping behind the bud corpse, Xiao Fan pressed the back of the bud corpse, and the figure turned upside down, actually standing on the broad shoulders of the bud corpse, he pressed the back of the knife with both hands, and strangled the moisturizing neck.
The bud corpse also knew that he was in danger of turning around, so he stretched out his left hand to jam the blade, threw it hard, and threw Xiao Fan like garbage. And its five fingers also fell because of this.
When he was two meters above the ground, Xiao Fan's figure moved to remove the momentum, and as soon as he landed on the ground, Xiao Fan's waist moved like the wind. Whew, the spring breeze swept by, and Xiao Fan's left arm glowed with a purple metallic luster.
"The Axe of the Five Styles of Murder"
Then he slashed head-on, with a loud bang, Xiao Fan's right fist hit the right arm that the bud corpse resisted, and the right arm was as hard as a stone, and there was no toughness when it was extended. Dong's sturdy right arm was smashed out of a big hole by Xiao Fan with his fist.
Roar, the bud corpse that didn't howl when his five fingers fell, he was so crazy because of the depression in his right arm, he howled, his hair was scattered, as if he was enchanted, like drunk. There was another roar, and his right arm was like a fish in water, copying left and right, and it didn't touch a single hair of Xiao Fan. It became angrier, and barbs began to grow on its right arm.
The roaring right arm is getting longer and more hideous, and the last look looks like a hellish Shura. It's just that there is no movement in the depression, and if you look closely, the pit that Xiao Fan shot out is covered with some red dotted particles, and finally, the monster lost patience when he saw that the pit was not moving. With a howl, he used his right arm as a shield and rushed forward, booming and making endless noise.
Whew, seeing Xiao Fan slipping away in the gap, it changed to sweeping, the hideous barbs swept over, tearing the wind, whistling past, Xiao Fan only felt that the barbs had not arrived, and the cold wind killed him in front of him. With a stabbing sound, a crack suddenly appeared in Xiao Fan's clothes out of thin air.
It's just that in the sweep, the monster's right arm was extended again, and the barbs slashed under Xiao Fan's armpit, and the blood splashed Xiao Fan didn't care, and the long knife in his right hand hit the barb of the right arm of the bud corpse. Rolled on the spot to almost escape the pursuit of the bud corpse.
Xiao Fan's body rose from the ground again, bullying himself, and the long knife slashed at the back of the neck of the bud corpse with two blows, roaring that the bud corpse was like being hit hard, and it roared a few times, and the breath became weaker and weaker, and there was obviously a red bulge on the back of the neck that was cut off.
Although the attack became particularly fierce after it transformed, under Xiao Fan's reconnaissance, a small red dot appeared on the back of the back of the bud corpse, and Xiao Fan, who often fought with the bud corpse, knew what it was. Immediately, he broke off and attacked behind the monster.
When he saw this bud corpse, Xiao Fan was still surprised, and now it seems that the perfect evolution of this bud corpse is not perfect, but it just hides its weaknesses.
Looking back, Xiao Fan found that Tian Siqi was shouting in front of him, dancing with his hands, and seemed to be saying something, and then Xiao Fan was shocked to realize that he had temporarily lost his hearing because of the shock. Gradually, Tian Siqi's movements became bigger and bigger, and he finally realized that something was wrong and stopped yelling.
Xiao Fan turned around and looked at the bud corpse panting on the ground, the vitality of this bud corpse was extremely tenacious, and it has not died until now, suddenly, the bud corpse turned out to be like a return to the light, his eyes were red and bright, his right arm was raised again, and he struggled to hang down to the ground, and the next moment it seemed to be absorbed by something, the right arm of the bud corpse quickly deflated, and the next moment, countless red dust spread rapidly in the ground and reached Xiao Fan's feet in a blink of an eye.
Xiao Fan was alert and had the idea of retreating, but at this time he was unable to retreat, and the next moment, countless sharp red thorns spread from the inside to the outside on the originally smooth ground.
Xiao Fan sighed to himself that he was about to die, closed his eyes with the thought in his heart, and suddenly a small force acted on Xiao Fan, pushing him out, although it was only a small distance, it was enough for Xiao Fan to reach a safe area.
"Nope." Xiao Fan's eyes widened as she looked at the figure that pushed him away, her mouth slightly open as if she was saying something. Xiao Fan roared angrily, only to feel a sense of anger in his heart, Xiao Fan shook his right arm, and a layer of red dotted particles attached to the long knife flew towards the ground thorn that stabbed Tian Siqi, and when the ground thorn completely pierced Tian Siqi, the moment it touched the ground thorn, the particles on the knife were activated, and they combined into countless small sharp blades to cut a nearby piece of ground thorn into pieces.
"The Wind Cut of the Five Styles of Murder"......
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Killing Five-Style Wind Cut: Instantly accelerates the splitting of the female bract, and the bract powder (mother) gathers the sub-buds secreted by the whole body on the weapon, releasing a dense wind-like one; Blade.