Chapter Eighty-Four: The Vampoo

"Straight to death!"

Korima's Iron Boots lightly kicked the purple spear on the ground, and the gorgeous spear made of purple jade drew a shining trajectory in the air. The pen %fun %www.biquge.info holding the end of the gun in one hand and the end in the other. Kick the ground with your feet and pounce like a vicious dog.

Airplanes!

A sharp spear tip containing a sharp glow that twitches the air. There was a loud metallic thud. Shoot at Mica Burst. The eyes of the gun's owner were tyrannical and vicious. If Micah is stabbed by this shot, he will have to shed his skin if he doesn't die.

Fortunately, Micah didn't have a good impression of Korima since she saw him, so she kept an eye on him, putting her heart on her. Realizing that he instantly burst out and hurt people, he immediately slammed on the ground and rushed out in a daze.

Rumble!

Although the purple spear missed, the sharpness of the ground was still falling, and a deep and long ravine blasted out. The moment Mica dodged past, the wind pressure slapped violently on his face.

"Stinky boy, are you hiding pretty fast!" said Grimmar with a vicious smile on her face.

Micah's hand was already on the hilt of his sword. The steel-bone sword instantly unsheathed, and the cold energy burst towards Korima.

Sensing the cold aura of the blade coming from the burst, Korima was slightly startled, and her body trembled slightly. He didn't even turn his body, his elbow twitched, and the tail of the gun stabbed in the back. Without looking at it with his eyes, the tail of the spear collided with the blade of the sword, bursting out with sparks.

Seeing Korima's miraculous move, the corners of Micah's eyes couldn't help but pick. It's just a small detail, but it's still visible. The level of combat in Korima is very high!

"If you have any other skills, hurry up and use them! Korima glanced faintly at Miga.

"You can see that you are not a weakling. But why did you abandon Arya and run away alone in the middle of the battle?"

Korima's handsome face flushed a little. The green tendons on his forehead throbbed, and the killing intent in his eyes became thicker and thicker.

"I see. When you meet someone stronger than yourself, you are so frightened that you turn around and run. Do you guys only have to meet the weak?" said Micah, mocking.

"Yes and what!" Korima generously admitted, having made up his mind to save Micah and was here for all. "If you want to blame, blame yourself for being too weak!"

"Oh, yes. But sometimes it can go wrong!" Micah said indifferently.

"What do you mean by that?" Korima's words were filled with murderous intent, and a hint of doubt flashed.

"Like mistaking a dragon for a sheep!"

Mica felt the constant surge of power in his body, exhaled lightly, and stomped on the ground with the soles of his feet, and his body suddenly rushed like lightning.

"How is this speed possible! This is not the power of a mere brand!" Korima's originally cold tone became a little dry at this time.

The air was squeezed with a mighty sword pressure for a moment, like a fierce and unforged storm in the sky. Korima crossed the purple spear and danced the spear like a windmill. I want to block it. only to find that this violent storm was actually pervasive, cutting the surface of the body finely.

The power of Lanyun's fluctuation slash has also increased a lot with the increase of Micah's strength. But Micah now realizes that it still doesn't seem to be enough, and he should look for stronger sword moves in the future!

Micah thought to himself as he looked at Korima's tattered clothes and suddenly realized that something was wrong. "Blood, he's wounded but he's bleeding!"

"It hurts! it hurts!" said Korima roaring in the sky.

Micah noticed that two of Korima's canine teeth were sticking out, like wolfdogs. The color of the skin is somewhat dark, showing a hint of purple.

"I thought it would be easy to kill you, but I didn't expect you to find out. Corima's originally handsome face was now a little distorted.

His eyes were red, like two bloody holes embedded in his face. The two fangs in the upper row are still stretching.

Mica looked at this strange scene, and couldn't help but gasp: "What are you......" This is definitely not the appearance of a person!

The muscles at the corners of Korima's mouth twitched, as if she was thinking about biting something. He said viciously, "Vampie! I am a vampeat, a vampeat feared and feared by humans!"

As night fell, a faint starlight sprinkled over the entire forest, draped in a veil of silver. Even more hideous, Kerima was covered with a layer of terror.

"Hunt weak humans and feed on their flesh and blood. This is us vamphires!" Korima's skin turned completely pale, blood pooling in his eyes and mouth.

"My usual human form is just a disguise for me, and this perfect body is the real me!" Korima said with her arms held up in the air, intoxicated.

"You're even more disgusting than usual!" said Micah, with a look of disgust.

"You're looking for death!" Korima flashed, frighteningly fast. Before Micah could see what was going on, he was knocked out of the way.

"My strength and speed have reached perfection at this point. I was just perfect. Korimah groaned, one hand stroking his chest and the other stroking his face.

Micah said: "How did you become like this? ”

"Are you jealous of me? Do you want a perfect body like mine?" Korima seemed to have a drastic change in his mind as he transformed into a vampeat.

"When I was first embraced by that adult, I took on this noble form. Oh, I'm so lucky. My past life was so gloomy, and it was only after I was embraced by that adult for the first time that I discovered such a perfect self!"

"You just became like this? Who is it...... I hugged you for the first time. ”

Korima turned to look at Micah, a malicious smile on her lips, "You don't deserve it, a pariah like you doesn't even deserve to hear that adult's name." ”

"Oh, yes, how did that lord first embrace you?" Micah caught his attention with his words, looking for an opportunity.

"I was gently bitten by the adult, and all the blood in my body was drained. It has injected new power into my body, and now my body is as light as a gust of wind!"

Micah glanced at it and slammed into Korima, clenching the steel bone sword in both hands, the dark power in his heart completely condensed on his hands through blood.

Shout!

A fierce sound of breaking wind sounded, slashing through the air. But he didn't expect Korima's speed to be even faster, moving like a black shadow, flying under Migabi's blade.

"Is that too fast?" Micah turned his head sharply, and he heard Korima attacking from behind him. He gripped Miga's shoulders heavily, and his fingers cut five bloody wounds. He had a cat-and-mouse banter on his face!

"Do you want me to kill you with one blow, or do you want to torture you slowly. Crema smirked.