"Evil ...... He's dead? ”

After a long time, Ping Xiuyun tried to ask.

"Not yet." Han You swept the knife in his hand, "If you die with a knife, it's really boring." ”

Sure enough, as soon as the words fell, those flesh and blood crumbs began to gather rapidly, and in the blink of an eye, they turned into a little girl again.

Ping Xiuyun's complexion changed.

Such an evil knife was not even killed.

Could it be true that immortality is true?!

"Sure enough, this thing is the same as the woman in prison clothes."

Han You's eyes sank slightly.

They...... No, they all have an "immortal" attribute.

Whether it's cut in half or chopped into such crumbs, it can be restored.

The difference is that the woman in prison clothes descended only a doppelganger, and the energy she could consume was extremely limited, only half of her fingers.

So he was confident that he could exhaust himself to the end and kill the woman in prison clothes.

But now it's different.

Although the little girl in front of her is more than a step weaker, she is a real body and not a clone.

This means that the amount of energy that can be used for recovery is immeasurable.

He didn't have the patience to spend a long time with the other party.

"Just in time to try that new skill......"

He looked at the unique skill that glowed with golden light on the panel.

"Tao - Mandate of Heaven (0.5% Proficiency)"

This thing seems to be different from other skills, and you have to choose it yourself before you can use it.

And the proficiency is ridiculously low.

But if you're not mistaken.

I'm afraid that only this special skill with a unique prefix can deal with that kind of undead monster.

It's like the power of rules that only this kind of monster has.

A special power that belongs to this special creature.

"Although the proficiency is only 0.5%, it may not be enough to deal with the woman in prison clothes at that time, but it should be enough to deal with now......"

He closed his eyes.

In an instant, Ping Xiuyun next to him only felt that his temperament had changed suddenly.

It becomes clear that it is close at hand, but it seems to be ethereal, far away in the sky, mysterious and unpredictable.

At this time, Han You slowly swung out a knife again.

This sword swing is so plain, far less evil than just now, and even less so amazing.

But it gives people this indescribable weirdness.

It was as if the knife wasn't supposed to be here, but a few breaths ago, or even longer.

It was as if the knife had already appeared in the first place where the street had just been built.

It is a knife cut from the long river of history.

From the past, the present, to the future, it is destined to be slashed!

Ping Xiuyun's eyes widened and he watched this scene in disbelief.

Absurd and weird, yet so real.

Is this really a sword technique that humans can wield?!

It wasn't until the knife slowly fell and Han You retracted the scabbard that he woke up suddenly, as if he was in a dream, and his back was already covered in cold sweat.

It's terrifying just by looking at it, but what about the enemies it targets?

His curiosity suddenly swelled up.

What will happen after such a strange knife is against the immortal and immortal "evil"?

He quickly looked up, but saw that the little girl did not have the shocking wound fragments on her body just now.

It's even just a knife.

It's just that the waist is cut off.

But weirdly this time, it didn't come back to life.

Instead, a pale green flame rose from the surface, engulfing the entire body in an instant.

Because Han You knew very well that the knife just now had cut off all her resurrections from the past, present, and future.

This is the way - Destiny!

Destiny is ordained, it will die!

Even the rumored immortal evil cannot resist the wrath of the heavens.

It was from this knife that Han You already understood the horror of his skill.

Definitely the natural enemy of this monster!

What's more, that's just 0.5% proficiency.

How scary would the full version be?!

But horror is horror, and the consumption of oneself is also extremely huge.

Just with the knife just now, the huge internal force in his body had all been consumed, and he had even lost a lot of qi and blood, and his face was visibly pale.

If it weren't for the fact that he had maintained the demeanor of a mysterious powerhouse, he would have almost collapsed to the ground now, enduring waves of weakness and labor pains coming through his body.

He felt like he was hungry to the limit, and now he could eat an elephant in front of him.

It seems that every cell is communicating a strong desire to eat.

He struggled to keep his body steady, and with a slight trembling hand, he took out the pastry from his arms that he hadn't had time to eat, and he didn't have time to taste it, so he swallowed it like a date.

As the strong sweetness that I had previously felt a little greasy penetrated into my body, the terrifying feeling of weakness eased a little.

At least now I can move.

He breathed a sigh of relief, the pain in his muscles wasn't so intense.

In the future, try not to use this move until your strength is further advanced.

He had almost fought for half his life just now

In addition, I also have to learn from Miss Er, and prepare more of this kind of food that can quickly replenish energy.

I used to think that the second lady was too greedy, but now I think she is extremely prescient.

In fact, it is also very reasonable.

The cultivation of any martial artist belongs to squeezing one's own potential to obtain energy, and it also needs to replenish a large amount of energy from the outside, so the amount of food consumed by a martial artist will be extraordinarily huge.

He naturally doesn't understand this kind of hanging dog.

But at this moment.

Suddenly, there was a sound of a body falling to the ground behind him.

Han You glanced back, it was Naping Xiuyun who saw that the evil was dead, and finally held on to the limit and fainted.

Looking at the dense and shocking wounds on his body, he died without bleeding, and it is extremely amazing that he can even survive until now.

It is probably thanks to the strong physique of the eighth-rank martial artist himself.

If you were an ordinary person, you would have died a long time ago and couldn't die anymore.

But it's been so long, and it's not bad to endure it any longer.

Han You didn't go to save him immediately, but walked to the little girl's body first.

He pulled it with the tip of his knife, and then his eyes relaxed.

I saw a dark green bead the size of a knuckle of a small thumb floating from the flesh and flying into his outstretched palm.

"It's not in vain."

A system prompt sounds.

"Remnants of the aura of an ownerless mythical creature have been detected."

"Analyzing."

"Parsing progress 1%...... 1.5％……”

It's much faster than the finger bone it was before.

From this point, we can roughly estimate how big the difference in strength between the two sides is.

He could kill the little girl in an instant now, but if he faced the true body of the woman in the prison uniform, he still didn't have any confidence that he would win, or even just survive.

"Let's set a small goal......"

"Survive first."

He smiled helplessly, exhaled the stuffy breath in his chest, and then turned around and walked towards Ping Xiuyun.

This person is still useful to himself, and he can't just die.