Chapter Seventy-Seven: Tearing the Gap
"Rest, go down to hell and rest, you ...... It's useless now."
Hua Lang's yin and yang strange voice sounded like there were no ups and downs, but it was like a demon's voice, which made people feel cold and frightened.
He held a wide guillotine knife with scarlet blood, which slowly fell along the blade, and the rain washed away the blood on the knife like a detergent, as if to hide it all.
Zhao Lin saw the curtain, his eyes shrank slightly, his eyes stared at Cao Hu's headless corpse, and he felt stunned for a while, he was still a fresh life a few seconds ago, and now he has become a ghost under the knife of others, sadly, his death was not due to the vigorous battle with the enemy, but was abandoned by his own master, and was killed by the weapon he held for many years.
What an irony. Probably from the moment he pulled out the guillotine, his death was already a sign of his death.
Of course, Zhao Lin only felt a little bit of emotion, but he did not have sympathy and pity, because in this world, giving mercy and mercy to the enemy is just a disguised suicide, and Zhao J can't be so stupid.
"Zhao Lin. β
Just when Zhao Lin was full of thoughts, he was suddenly awakened by a voice behind him. When Zhao Lin heard this, he hurriedly looked sideways, only to see Zhang Zhi gasping for breath, his chest rising and falling, as if his whole body was dehydrated.
Seeing the curtain, Zhao Lin hurriedly ran over, stretched out his hand to support Zhang Zhi, and said with a nervous face: "Zhang Zhi, what's wrong with you, are you okay?"
"Ah, it's okay, sorry for the trouble for you. β
Zhang Zhi's face looked gloomy, his head hung slightly, and he said guiltily.
"Your uncle, why do you still say such things, we are friends, why do you still talk about this between friends?" Zhao Lin pretended to be angry, shouted sternly, and said, at the same time there was a slight joy in his heart, Zhang Zhi can speak normally, which means that he has gotten rid of hypnosis, although I don't know if he has seen everything completely, but at least now it seems that the situation is much better.
"Hey, are you sober, second young master, hehe, I imagine that this is going to be a block, but the sequelae left by hypnosis are not something that can be recovered in a while," At this time, Hua Lang saw the curtain, sneered in a deep voice, and said, while his fingers gently stroked the blade of the knife, wiping the blurred blood stains on the knife.
However, Zhao Lin and Zhang Zhi ignored the former, and directly ignored it as if he was just playing like a monkey.
"Although you are not in the best physical condition, but you are also our mind, so what should we do next? Zhao Lin looked at the panting Zhang Zhi and asked.
"What else can I do, fight, if I can spell out a way, it's the best, if not, I have to pull a few pads. Zhang Zhi shook his head and smiled bitterly, and said weakly, after all, this was the first plan he made when he entered the Forest of Death, but he didn't expect to hit a wall here, and the feeling of disappointment and melancholy in his heart was self-evident.
"Hehe, that's what I said, but, Zhang Zhi, let me remind you here, don't be strong in your cultivation realm, but in fact, my combat power is far better than yours, hehe, next, you know what to do, what I want to say." Zhao Lin raised his eyebrows, smiled slightly, and said. When Zhang Zhi heard this, his expression was stunned, and after a moment of silence, he smiled helplessly and said, "Really, how can I put up with you bastards, it's really hard!"
Although he said this, Zhang Zhi's body trembled slightly, and his palm was only clenched, revealing deep unwillingness, but he knew that someone had to do this, otherwise, they might really be wiped out here. Zhang Zhi felt a sad feeling in his heart, took a deep breath, endured the desolation, and said with a solemn expression:
"Zhao Lin, you kid must promise me something, otherwise, Lao Tzu will not forgive you. Don't die. β
Hearing this, Zhao Lin was stunned for a moment, thinking that the polite Zhang Zhi would also burst out foul language, which is really rare, but it also reflects the true friendship of friends.
That's right, the next thing is that Zhao Lin fought desperately to cover Zhang Zhi's departure, and tore a breakthrough from the encirclement of more than a dozen people, Zhang Zhi naturally would not be stupid enough to leave with Zhao Lin if he was naΓ―ve, and now if he cares about any friendship, he will really hurt his friends.
The only thing he can do now is to spit out of the encirclement and find Qin Yanwu and them to rescue Zhao Lin, otherwise, there is really no life at all.
"It's so easy to escape. β
Seeing that the curtain was not good, Hua Lang's body moved, turned into a violent wind, and swept towards Zhao Lin and Zhang Zhi, holding Cao Hu's huge guillotine knife, taking advantage of the situation, Huo Ran fought out, the rapid knife technique gradually rolled up the air, and the fierce breeze slowly circled around the blade like a poisonous snake. Makes the cold blade look extremely sharp.
Zhang Zhi broke through to the west. In a hurry, Zhao Lin pointed to the west side and shouted, and at the same time as he hurriedly reacted, a wide blade with an awe-inspiring blade suddenly killed him.
Immediately, the soles of his feet stomped, his body retreated suddenly, and at the same time, his body suddenly went to the side, his body leaned back, and the cold blade brushed his face, Zhao Lin could clearly feel the blade carrying the cold and cold wind, although he did not directly hit him, but Zhao Lin could even feel the tingling pain on the side of his face.
If others looked closely, Zhao Lin's side face drew a thin red color, which showed the speed of the attack just now.
"Got out of the way?Hmph had a good reaction, but now it's up to you to see if you choose to dodge."
Seeing that he was dodged with one blow, Hua Lang's face became calm, and he stared at Zhao Lin with a cold gaze, and then, he turned his gaze to look away, and followed his gaze, Zhao Lin's heart sank, and this direction was Zhang Zhi's direction.
He held a large cold blade, and with a slight twist of his palm, the entire blade and arm rotated like a whirling propeller in a tornado, causing a dull sound of "hmm" in the air.
Immediately, I saw the corner of Hua Wolf's mouth smeared with a cold arc, Zhao Lin saw the curtain, his face changed suddenly, and he was shocked, and then he saw Hua Lang's wrist suddenly shine towards Zhang Zhi, and the blade that was spinning wildly was like a round wheel, which was thrown out instantly, and swept away towards Zhang Zhi in an instant.
The spinning wheel carries an awe-inspiring edge, as if cutting through the air, emitting a "magnetic" piercing and screeching sound, vowing to crush everything. If it really wants to fall on Zhang Zhi, I am afraid that Du Hui will be torn in half in his strong body.
"The three forms of flame roaring, the wheel of flame dance. β
In an instant, almost all of Zhao Lin's aura burst out in an instant, his palms were sealed, and a round of brilliant flames suddenly gushed out like a dragon, his palms poked out, his body turned into a swift wind and swept away, his arms were folded, and the surging flames smashed down towards the round wheel.
Boom!
Between the lightning and flint, the blade of the knife was blasted aside by Zhao Lin, and it suddenly fell on the trunk of a towering tree before stopping.
Resolving a crisis, Zhao Lin was slightly relieved, however, there was a tearing pain in Zhao Lin's wrist, and a long knife mark was torn on his arms, and blood continued to flow out of it.
Moreover, Zhao Lin's own physical body is too fragile, after all, it is only the ** of the fourth stage of Qi gathering, so naturally he will not be strong there, the only thing worth being lucky is that Zhao Lin is born with amazing recovery power, since he learned to use the power of reproduction, every time he is injured, he will urge the power of reproduction, so that his injuries will heal more pieces.
Breed soul power, which can multiply everything and make it multiply.
At the same time, Zhang Zhi also took advantage of this to escape.
When Hua Lang saw the scene just now, his eyes were shocked, and at the same time, there was a quiet killing intent, and he said.
"What? Hmph! I didn't expect that I really underestimated you, so I could stop you, and the second young master also escaped, okay, really good, really unexpected, hum! Then next, is the beginning of your hellish life, little ghost. β
As he spoke, the frost-like aura on the former's body surged out, like a sharp blade with a handle, and the powerful energy shook the surrounding air trembling, and as soon as the words fell, he rushed directly towards Zhao Lin, like a crazy and warlike beast.
Zhao Lin was naturally fearless, and he also directly faced it head-on, and Hua Lang's actions just now were enough to betray his death sentence. Suddenly, the fierce battle began, and the space rippled and rippled. The two of them were like two crazy beasts, fists and legs colliding with each other frantically.
......
And then there's the scene now.
"Second brother, you've wasted too much time, hurry up and get rid of him. β
Hua Daogu's eyebrows were slightly furrowed, his eyes were cold, and his face was extremely pale, but at the same time, it was more shocking. Hua Lang is not, although he keeps hitting the other party with his mouth, however, there are waves in his heart, he never thought that he was stopped by a fourth-stage ghost who gathers qi.
There is even more strength to compete with, regardless of the reaction ability, the attack power is comparable to it. And the other party is only the fourth stage of gathering qi, if he grows up...
Thinking about it, Hua Lang's eyes looked vicious and gloomy, and he shouted angrily.
"Don't be too complacent, you're just a fourth-stage mole ant. Next, I'll show you that we can't make up the gap, the magic blade mantis, possessed. β