Originally, the wind could fuel the flames, but the wind that wrapped around Alfred was different. It was a whirlwind, a vicious wind that strangles everything that is involved. Entrenched on the torso, on the limbs.

Destroy, tear, and wantonly kill the invading Red Lotus Flame while protecting the safety of its master.

Zhou Yao assumed a vigilant posture and at the same time summoned the hand of Yan back to his side.

"It hurts, it hurts......"

Alfred twisted his head stiffly, reached through the whirlwind wrapped around his body, and touched the wound on his flank that was cut by Zhou Yao, causing his fingers to be stained with blood.

The strange thing is that he didn't roar like Zhou Yao imagined, but as if he had seen an excellent treasure, he showed an intoxicated expression like crazy, and at the same time put the blood on his tongue and licked it incessantly.

"This pain is so exciting!"

This look is simply ...... Zhou Yao was about to get goosebumps.

This personality has collapsed to the point that it can't be seen! I can't figure out how his mind works!

It's like a puppet that has been played badly, and even the soul has become a chaos.

"Why don't you speak? Say it, express your thoughts that hurt me! I'm so merciful that I give you three seconds! ”

Seeing Zhou Yao's scruples, the intoxication on Alfred's face immediately cooled down, and his bloodshot eyes stared at Zhou Yao without any fluctuations, stretching out three fingers.

"Whew, there's no way, let's hurry up, right?"

Zhou Yao ignored Alfred's declaration, let out a sigh of relief, and shook the arm holding the sword.

He originally planned to come up with some information or something, and then decided to kill him. But he couldn't help it, Alfred's actions were stirring his nerves all the time, and he really didn't want to look at him again.

"Three seconds have come, and I will grant your wish immediately, ...... of you. ”

The subtle pause was Alfred's clarion call to attack, and he pulled down the last finger of the countdown. A mutation has occurred.

The faint sound of breaking the air sounded faintly, and Zhou Yao's heart jumped, and the knife in his hand was sent out.

Bite!

The crisp sound rang in my ears, and it was the same attack as the wind claw that suddenly fell from the sky before, hitting the blade.

This blow is just the beginning. In the space blocked by Zhou Yao's knife, there was the same sound of breaking the air and rushing towards Zhou Yao from different angles.

Flame Hand!

Zhou Yao drove the hand of Yan to establish a defensive circle, blocking all attacks without leaking.

Trial!

Then, without hesitation, Zhou Yao immediately opened the Eye of Judgment.

Although it is possible to discern the direction of the attack through hearing and observation, it is indeed easier to use the Judgment.

And with the help of the trial, he finally discovered the source of these attacks.

Floating on top of Alfred's head resembled his own, a pair of embodied arms. It's just that compared to his Fire Hand, Alfred's Wind Claw is really a little smaller, that is, the size of an adult arm, and it is not as substantial as the Fire Hand.

"Discovered? But what's the use! ”

Noticing Zhou Yao's gaze, Alfred spread his hands indifferently.

Under his control, the wind claws above his head swung one after another, and one after another claw shadows composed of wind blades were released, and the density of the attack was impressively increased by one level.

It's a pity that under the impenetrable defense of the hand of fire, he still can't capture a city.

"It's my turn."

After speaking, Zhou Yao jumped out. The sword in his hand and the hand of the flame formed a perfect match, and he slick and deftly through the net of claw shadow's fire like a loach, approaching Alfred again.

While the deadly blade stabbed out, the hand of Yan grabbed the mischievous wind claw and carried it out of the distance, preventing it from continuing to harass Zhou Yao.

"Don't!"

Alfred suddenly showed a panicked look on his face when he saw Zhou Yao approaching, and the arm that had blocked the hand of Yan threw a swift punch, but Zhou Yao easily dodged it.

The next moment, the wind-wrapped wind armor was pierced like paper, and the Zana of the Shrine literally pierced through his chest, the pitch-black blade digging out of his back through his body.

Alfred's expression froze. The raised arm also hung limply.

For humans, this blow is fatal enough.

But Zhou Yao didn't let down his vigilance, and his face changed and he was about to pull the knife out of his chest.

Catch. The arm that had just hung down suddenly grasped the blade of the sword, and Alfred's frozen face showed a cruel smile.

"Lie to you."

A great force ran down his arm to the blade he was holding. Obviously it was just flesh and blood, but it seemed that under the blessing of an obsession, Zhou Yao couldn't pull out the sword.

"Your eyes, I took them."

Halfway through this suppressed pleasant sentence, Alfred's other free hand quickly stabbed towards Zhou Yao, and the two fingers stretched out straight, aiming at Zhou Yao's eyes and intending to poke out two holes.

The next moment. Blood splattered, spilling into the air with inertia.

Whose blood is it?

Looking at Zhou Yao, his eyes were still intact, and his gaze was calm and calm.

Looking at Alfred again, his mouth opened wide, and a mouthful of blood gushed out of his throat and erupted outside.

Just happened?

Time regressed slightly, and I saw Zhou Yao facing the fingers that were about to snatch his eyes, and his face remained unchanged and calmly responded.

He didn't let go of the temple to avoid Alfred's attack. If this method is taken, he can indeed get away with it. But he gave up the plan in a hurry.

Being forced by a mad dog to give up the temple or something, I can't accept it even if I think about it.

He didn't have a penchant for knives to the point of obsession, and he wouldn't say anything about the knives. If it was someone else in front of him at the moment, he might not hesitate and choose to retreat directly.

But Alfred couldn't, or didn't deserve it.

So Zhou Yao, who gave up the retreat plan, did not pause without interruption and immediately adopted another plan.

If you can't retreat, then take advance as retreat!

Zhou Yao was at full speed, and he gathered into the hand holding the knife and pulled it fiercely, but he still couldn't break free from Alfred's iron claws.

But that's just the beginning!

Taking advantage of the force in Alfred's hand being driven by him, he instantly released the handle of the knife again, causing the driven force to lose its competitors and shrink in the opposite direction by inertia.

Then, at the last moment, he exerted the amazing speed of his own home power generation after being single for 30 years. The hand that was detached from the hilt of the knife was like a slingshot accumulating force, and it quickly and violently retracted and pushed, bringing up a trace of afterimage, and it was a palm blow to the end of the hilt.

Alfred had not expected him to resort to such a tactic at all. When I wanted to stop it, it was already a step too late. The thrust of the palm blow, combined with the force of Alfred's hand holding the blade itself, was contracted back by inertia, and the two layers superimposed on each other, sending the blade that had previously only penetrated half of it to a step.

The pitch-black blade penetrated his chest and was washed crimson with blood, and after the blade passed through, it was natural that the gauntlet between the hilt and the blade was stuck on the knife edge.

This is what Zhou Yao wants.

The gauntlets of the temple are not very large, but they are enough to exert their effects at this moment.

If it hadn't been stuck without the gauntlets, there would have been no doubt that the Zana would have passed through Alfred's chest. And then shoot out. But with the gauntlet stuck, the superimposed force acted on his body, surging like a heavy punch, and also flew backwards with his body.

Although the process is complicated and tedious, it is all done in a split second.

So there was the result that Zhou Yao was intact, but Alfred was spitting blood. The finger that stabbed Zhou Yao was also self-defeating.

"Give me back the knife."

Before Alfred could fly out of his reach, Zhou Yao grabbed it back in his hand.

"Is this time dead? Sure enough, he's not dead yet. ”

Zhou Yao shook the blood stains on the knife, looked at Alfred who was lying on the ground, and asked himself.

Piercing him in the chest just now didn't kill him, and now he was just knocked out. Not so much.

'Wow!'

Alfred vomited another mouthful of blood, looking weak.

"Although I expected it, I was still a little curious, why did I still live after piercing your chest? Doesn't look like a Dead Apostle? ”

Zhou Yao stretched out his hand and returned to his side with the hand of flame that flew out with the wind claw. Alfred's pair of wind claws were shattered by the ravages of the Flame Hand.

"Don't compare my noble status to those filthy bloodsucking bugs! Ahem! ”

Alfred yelled excitedly. It seems to have briefly recovered from the anomaly it had been in, and even the scarlet in his eyes has receded a little.

"No, let me guess, huh...... Are those two spells in your hand? Speaking of which, I haven't seen them work. ”

Although when he first saw it, Zhou Yao was shocked. However, after fighting Alfred, he did not find out that the two spells had any effect on Alfred.

Now that I think about it, they should have made Alfred get pierced in the chest and not die, right?

Alfred didn't speak, and struggled to get up from the ground with his body propped up. Anyone who sees it will think that he is already at the end of his crossbow.

"If it's a curse, I want to think about it...... Skills like combat continuation? Or an undead treasure? Or is it the effect of the spell itself? ”

Zhou Yao was still talking to himself, like a third-rate detective who was showing his talent for reasoning.

The type of spell he is talking about is the stamina-enhancing spell itself.

Stamina is the limit of how much damage you can take, and the Endurance-Enhancing Spell can increase this limit.

If one or all of Alfred's spells are stamina-enhancing spells. It's not surprising that he was stabbed in the chest and could still speak normally.

"Very good, you're fine, although I don't plan to use it, but I can't help it......"

Alfred still didn't reply to his words, and muttered to himself, and the receding scarlet came back to him.

"Ah, what did you say? Well, it doesn't matter. Before you asked me to kneel down and lick your shoes? Do you want me to return this sentence to you in its entirety now? ”

"You're going to regret it, you're going to regret it, and you're going to me off completely......"

Madness, arrogance, bloodthirstiness, all kinds of emotions kneaded together, and turned into a dark chaos.

Yes, the darkest ......

Alfred's scarlet eyes were pitch black, and even the air he exhaled seemed to be stained with black mist.

He suddenly tore off his shirt and showed his perfect body in the eyes of the two people at the scene. It's a pity that none of them are interested in this.

Second, what should be done and what to do, keep an eye on the situation in the field to prevent accidents.

Zhou Yao, on the other hand, shifted his attention to another matter, that is, on Alfred's bare upper body, the bright red lines crisscrossed like the spell, and bloomed brilliantly like a blood-carved flower. The stamen in the center is the mouth of the heart.

At the same time, on Alfred's forearms, obvious stitching marks fell into his eyes.

Sure enough, it was transplanted...... Zhou Yao muttered silently, raising his knife and posing.

He didn't know what Alfred was doing with this sudden move, but one thing was for sure, what was going to happen to the other person next.

"Go... Die... Bar... Madness! ”

Alfred's mouth opened and closed tremblingly, and he was saying five words that were so simple that he was now speaking with great difficulty.

Black, chaotic black infected his skin as his words fell, and dense lines swam around his body as if they were alive.

In the blink of an eye, the new Alfred appeared in front of Zhou Yao's eyes. But Zhou Yao couldn't tell if he was still human.

The whole body is black, entwined with bright red thorns, and the muscles swell in a circle, completely destroying the beauty of the human body and becoming nondescript, neither like a giant, but also deviated from a human being.

It's more like a demon, a demon who has returned from the abyss only for revenge and killing.

"Ahh

It's not at all like a human roar, liberating all the emotions that have been pent up until now.

Alfred strikes after a drastic change in appearance.

His feet stepped heavily on the ground, bursting out at an extremely fast speed, and he rushed in front of Zhou Yao with one breath.

"Good time!"

Zhou Yao let out a low snort, and the knife in his hand adjusted the angle and slashed out.

Alfred's initiative to attack saved him the effort of probing.

The fist carrying the billowing wind pressure exploded into the air and smashed down, and Zhou Yao mobilized his two flame hands to defend but failed to completely block it.

Click!

This was the mournful sound of the hand of fire, and the hard arm was smashed out of the deep pothole, not to mention, even the form could not be maintained and turned into flames to dissipate.

Zhou Yao didn't expect the other party's strength to be so strong, and he could directly smash Yan's hand. However, he didn't panic, with the hand of Yan blocking it, it was enough for him to take a temporary dodge, and at the same time, the sword cut out in his hand was still the same offensive.

Poof!

This is the sound of the blade slashing into **, but Zhou Yao didn't have a happy expression, but his face sank. (To be continued.) )