Chapter 363: Who the Hell Are You
Song Yun raised his perception to the extreme, and cooperated with the [Anxi Real-time Map], carefully searching for every trace of abnormality in the air.
There was a faint essence in his eyes, like electricity, as if he could penetrate the void.
Finally, it was discovered that there were a few undetectable blood streaks around the Blood Emperor's body, which were only about one-ten-thousandth the thickness of a hair, and they could not be discerned by the naked eye.
On the bright side, the ordinary bloodshot that Gu Ming used for his hand was as thick as a hair, and it was easy to distinguish, Xuan Wu and Xing Ge were both wary of this, but they didn't expect that there was a bloodshot that was ten thousand times thinner in secret, which was quietly piercing into their bodies.
The journey of the past few days is enough for Gu Ming to use his means.
Song Yun quietly looked at Gu Ming's face, and under that wanton and arrogant smile, there seemed to be a bit of ruthlessness hidden.
There is also a hint of snickering joy in the hand.
If Xuan Wu used kind eyebrows and kind eyes to cover up the plan in his heart, then Gu Ming used crazy perverseness to cover up.
"It's all old cowards."
At this moment, with the showdown of the Blood Emperor, the situation on the field immediately reversed.
Xing Ge and Xuan Wu stepped back for a distance, feeling their hearts beating faster and faster, as if they were about to jump out of their chests at any moment.
looked at his own body inwardly, but he couldn't find what the problem was for a while, only that he knew that it must be related to the Blood Emperor.
Xuan Wu laughed dryly, "Lord Blood Emperor, this is not good, the same human race, why bother with such means."
Gu Ming grinned and fiddled with the blood between his fingers, "You both said you were going to cut me just now, why shouldn't I defend myself?"
"The old man didn't say he was going to cut you! What the old man said was not to fight infighting!" Xuanwu immediately exclaimed.
Xing Ge was extremely annoyed, coupled with the disordered blood flow, his head was swollen, his face was flushed, and he said in an urn voice:
"Don't talk nonsense, this guy has always been uneasy and kind, damn it, I'm going to fight you to the end today!"
He turned his head to look at Song Yun, "If I die, the ten southern tribes will defect to you."
Although he had just met Song Yun, seeing the united Northwest Terran and the neat and orderly settlement in the distance, Xing Ge instantly realized that this was the goal he had been pursuing.
Now someone has made it happen.
There is no need to say anything, just a glance.
Xing Ge has no worries, and his determination to fight to the death is quite firm.
The heavy trapezoidal stone axe was slowly raised, with an oblique arc blade on one side, and the blue-brown blade was faint, but the faint blood marks attached to the surface were enough to prove its sharpness.
"Playing yin? I'll pull you to die with you!"
This time, Xuanwu couldn't stop Xing Ge anymore, so he could only watch the people fly away.
Xing Ge rushed dozens of feet away in a volley, like a giant elephant crossing a river, and his sturdy body did not have a trace of heaviness.
The stone axe is slashed at the head, the move is simple and unpretentious, but it contains the power of opening the sky, and a strong will bursts out from the vastness.
The human race has moved forward from hardship, opening mountains and mountains, and never being hindered by hardships and dangers.
This is the will to break through all obstacles and move forward bravely!
Rushing...... The stone axe rubbed violently against the air, but it seemed to swim in the water, discharging layers of waves, and in an instant, the air twisted and seemed to sparkle.
"Death—"
There was a loud cry and it stopped abruptly.
The stone axe slashed down with great momentum, but stopped halfway.
The Blood Emperor's ten fingers opened, flicking again and again, and tens of thousands of invisible extremely fine blood filaments shot out, weaving nets in the air layer by layer, pulling level by level, and finally connecting to Xingge's body.
Halfway through, the Torturer flew like a moth into a blood-colored cobweb, and was entangled in a circle from the inside out.
If he used brute force to rush out, his internal organs would be crushed by blood in an instant!
The corners of Xing Ge's mouth were bleeding, and his body was hanging in the air, not up or down, looking very uncomfortable.
"Oh, what a hassle to come!" Xuanwu looked straight and stomped his feet, but he didn't dare to get on.
Gu Ming stepped in the air, his face in front of Xing Ge, only a few inches apart, so that the other party could clearly see his smile.
"Hehehe...... I like a reckless man like you, and I do it
Blood golems are the most durable and not easy to break."
Xing Ge couldn't speak, so he glared at him with his eyes.
Gu Ming touched the top of his head, like petting a pet, "Don't worry, I'll deal with the other two first, and then I'll slowly concoct you."
Cold sweat broke out on Xuanwu's forehead, he touched his heart, and began to soften to Gu Ming.
"Lord Blood Emperor, old man—I don't have any bad intentions, unlike these two! I have always advocated that the human race should be in harmony and harmony......
"Shut up, my head hurts when I hear your nonsense."
The Blood Emperor waved his hand and said in a commanding tone:
"Join forces with me and control this Xuan Emperor together, and you will still have a way to live."
Xuanwu listened with a face full of embarrassment, and turned his head to persuade Song Yun again:
"We all belong to the same family, and we can't kill each other anymore......
He lowered his voice more and more, but he didn't take a stand, and he didn't stand on either side.
Song Yun was still hanging quietly in the air, his long sword hanging from his waist, his hands in his sleeves, his expression indifferent, as if the battle here had nothing to do with him.
Gu Ming saw Song Yun's calm appearance, and his interest came.
"Why, you're not afraid of me?"
Xuan Wu said with a shy face, "The Blood Emperor's name is shocking to the world, who is not afraid-"
"Shut up!"
Gu Ming's temples jumped, and he wanted to kill Xuanwu a little, but looking at the old guy's weak appearance, he didn't feel any threat, so he still focused on Song Yun.
"Interesting, in all these years, you were the first Terran I couldn't see through."
The soft, objectless, extremely fine blood filaments stretched out from the roots, circled half a circle, and quietly struck from the diagonal rear.
Song Yun's figure flickered, and the next moment he appeared on the right, and said lightly:
"You're the first Terran in all these years to make me feel sick."
「……」
An angry flush appeared on Gu Ming's pale cheeks, and even twitched slightly.
He has dominated the world for many years, and everyone who sees him is afraid, who dares to insult him to his face?
"You will regret saying this, and you and your people will regret it!"
The blood burst out, as if he had life, like a red snake pounced, and the lightning and stone fire locked on Song Yun's vital points.
Phew, the figure flickered, and the bloodshot followed.
Whew...... Song Yun continued to shuttle through the space, so fast that multiple afterimages appeared at the same time, but the bloodlines around him became denser and denser, and the space that could be moved became smaller and smaller.
Gu Ming sneered, "Hide? How long can you hide?"
"Where's your sword? You won't dare to come out, will you?"
The hands are connected, as if composing a blood-colored giant painting in the void, and the bright red lines are like ink splashed in water, spreading and distorting rapidly.
Xuan Wu quietly stepped aside, and secretly reminded him, "Hurry up and attack with your sword!" You can't let him perform the exercises like that!"
It can be seen that Song Yun is indifferent and is still dodging, he can only sigh helplessly, "It's over."
When the Blood Emperor made such an all-out attack, even the Demon Emperor had to retreat, how could he fight?
Xuanwu touched his heart again, secretly thinking about how to get out and run.
At this moment, I heard a scream from the Blood Emperor Gu Ming!
"Who the hell are you?"
Xuan Wuhuo looked up, only to see Song Yun's hands finally exposed from his sleeves-
Ten fingers opened, thousands of blood threads intertwined and shot out, trembling and hanging in the wind, criss-crossed, like a net.
It's exactly the same as the Blood Emperor's methods!