No. 2's rampant voice became the only sound at the crossroads, resisting three air bombs, although it did not directly injure **, but the aftermath of the explosion in front of him also destroyed Xiaohua very miserably. ~Top Novel,

Gao Jian was still struggling in the cage, Xiaohua was still looking directly at No. 2 with the knife, the blood-red big knife was obviously deformed, and the blood-colored energy was urgently repairing. The continuous high-intensity collision has caused some damage to the blood-colored broadsword, and in order to fully restore it to its original state, it is necessary to eat fresh flesh and blood.

Subject 2 drank the Stage 3 Gene Activator, and the wind swept through the isolated buildings.

"It's been a long time since I've burst out of my full strength, and if I can be killed in my heyday, you can also look at it. No. 2 waved with one hand, the wind surged, and the invisible air flow formed a huge palm, clenched his fist, and smashed towards Xiaohua.

Xiaohua, a brain that can't bend, never dodge, raised the knife and faced it, and even the blood-colored big knife in his hand let out a sad roar.

"Bang!"

The sound was everywhere, and the big knife resisted the fist composed of the air current, as if the ancient wrestler was fighting against the wild giant, and he would never give in!

"It's kind of interesting. Subject 2 smiled darkly, and the other free hand moved, and the five fingers seemed to rotate in a spiral, and the wind listened to the command, turning into a dense pneumatic blade, more than one, and the number was constantly increasing, and when it finally took shape, it was simply a storm of sharp blades.

"I see how you can block it this time?" The Blade Storm attacks from all directions, and once it falls into it, the Wind Blade will continue to attack from all directions**, such an attack is not something that a half-baked swordsman can defend against with a large knife.

The little flower in No. 2's eyes seemed to have been cut into countless pieces, and the flesh and blood were flying.

"Zombies, you low-level reptiles, you must always be in awe of humans, this world is always in the hands of humans, and you are just the real products we created. ”

Blade Storm was pushed out by Two, and although his ability was only a simple manipulation of air currents, after continuous exploration and creation, combined with the achievements of many civilizations such as dynamics, they could easily turn seemingly non-destructive abilities into devastating moves.

The criterion for detecting the strength of this world's ability is very simple, the power of destruction, and the reconstruction before the end of the world is great mercy and great ability. But after the end of the world, extreme destructive power is what more creatures struggling in dangerous environments are looking for.

Blade Storm is a typical combination of supernatural ability and science, with a special collision method of air circulation, compressing the core point, releasing the appearance, and artificially controlling the zhì to achieve the most feared lethality.

"Enjoy the feeling of being cut into pieces, this trick is named by me - Ling Chi!"

The storm stirs the night, the blades dance wildly, and only Xiaohua faces it alone at the crossroads.

He didn't seem to know what to retreat for, it was a solid barrier that could only be destroyed, not repulsed.

"Reload the Grim Reaper - Death's Protection!"

The dark black pattern seemed to absorb all the essence of the night, deep, dark, mysterious, and when it began to flow, the illusion of nothingness appeared on the skin of the little flower. The lines melted, elongated, and the strain, named Grim Reaper, attached to the surface of the body.

This terrifying attack was left to bear for the host, a thin layer, but it seemed to be able to cut off the curtain of the world.

This darkness gives people absolute peace of mind.

"Roar!"

Death shelters, and no one dares to take your life. Strength poured out of her body, and the muscles under the heavy reaper bulged exaggeratedly, and Xiaohua strode forward, running towards Subject Two after the storm.

Since ancient times, there have been captains who have faced storms, and they should be cornered pirates, laughing wildly to conquer the sea, to conquer the storm of wrath!

"Look for death. Two smiled faintly, he had secretly tested his ability in the Dark Raven, and this was a self-created ability that could even scratch the scale armor defense of Stage 3 creatures in terms of lethality.

In his eyes, Xiaohua is just an idiot zombie who has no protection and only knows how to kill with brute force.

"Die in the storm, fool ......"

As the controller of the air current, the source of the storm, Number Two knows the situation inside the Blade Storm very well. The floret crashed headlong into the storm, but it was not cut by the raging wind blades, and there was no blood in the storm.

Number Two felt as if his wind blade had been slashed at a piece of alloy, leaving only a shallow white mark with each attack. Occasionally, a small blood flower will be splashed when it hits an unimportant part.

"It can't be!"

However, Xiaohua did not leave him time to be surprised, the captain who dared to rush into the storm must be a madman who has conquered the sea, and Xiaohua's usually honest face is now hideous and terrifying.

He had walked through the storm, and there were dozens of shallow wounds on his body. Without the protection of the Grim Reaper, these dozens of wounds would have turned into a huge wound of more than ten centimeters, and it was likely to be cut. You must know that the hardness and protective effect of the skin are the best among the best, the skin is separated, and the internal organs inside are likely to be shredded instantly without thinking too much.

"Hurry!" The blood-colored broadsword was close at hand, and No. 2 harnessed the wind to force himself backwards, narrowly avoiding Xiaohua's attack.

"Your defense is actually comparable to the scale armor of the stage three creatures?" No. 2 didn't think that Xiaohua's skin had such an effect, it should be a genetic ability with a limited number of times, but the effect of this genetic ability was too powerful.

His face was cloudy, and his blade storm also had a limit on the number of times, and his body was a little overwhelmed by the ability he used multiple times.

"Feast Corpse King - Flesh Mania!"

"Second Frenzy - Ignite my endless worship of flesh and blood!"

"Break it for me!"

The huge bone wings of more than ten meters spread out gorgeously, and Sen Bai's killing intent broke through the confinement of the smoke cage with the breath of death in one fell swoop.

Subject 2's face became even more ugly, a small flower had stretched him to the limit, and with a wise zombie that even the Crows feared, his odds of victory became even lower.

"No, the opportunity is rare, if you give up this time. With the cunning and growth speed of a wise zombie, I will never stand a chance again. Fight once, fight with all your might!" "Number Two took out the last hole card, and his body moved with the wind, sometimes hidden in the wind, sometimes in the earthly world, as if between the illusory and the end of the world.

At the crossroads, Gao Jian's bone wings open and close, and the king of hell who stepped out of the cage and the angry god of death Xiaohua confronted No. 2 in horns.

The brain gives a warning, and the next encounter can determine the winner or loser.

"Are you going to fight against the water?" roughly swept the wounds on Xiaohua's body, Gao Jian was also shocked by the powerful protective genetic ability of the Reloaded Reaper, No. 2 didn't even dare to resist the move just now, and Xiaohua took the damage in full, and actually only paid the price of a few shallow wounds.

"After this blow, I won't come to you again for trouble, whether it's life or death, Wisdom Zombie, are you ready?"