Chapter 127: The Battle of Long Street (2)
"Slaughtering 400 people is still a bit too much for me."
Chu Mo opened one eye and closed one eye, and in front of four hundred people, he playfully raised five fingers, hooked the corners of his mouth and said:
"So, five seconds, you guys hurry up."
"Are you serious?"
The samurai was stunned for a second.
It was the first time he had seen a person who put a knife on the other party's neck and could not panic, and this was still a child, it was incredible.
"Well, I'm serious." Chu Mo nodded obediently and said almost word by word: "If the last five seconds pass, you all have to die here, and not one of you will be left." ”
"How can it be?"
The samurai swung his sword in rage.
But he found that the blade couldn't penetrate Chu Mo's neck no matter what, and he looked at it, and there was a pitch-black scale on Chu Mo's neck!
Chu Mo folded his little finger and said expressionlessly:
"Five ......"
No matter how hard the samurai exerted, the blade could not shake the shallow scales.
Chu Mo folded his index finger and read vigorously:
"Four ......"
The warrior let out a low roar, clenched the hilt of his sword with both hands, and instead stabbed the sword into Chu Mo's chest.
Rin Amamiya looked at this scene and closed her eyes in shock, but Amamiya Mari and Nephi Pito next to her had a calm face.
Chu Mo folded his middle finger and yawned:
"Three ......"
Before the tip of the knife could touch Chu Mo's chest, it was stopped by something hard, as if it were some kind of metal.
The tip of the knife pierced Chu Mo's kimono, and the metal made a piercing sound.
Chu Mo folded his ring finger and read calmly:
"Two ......"
The samurai looked at this scene in disbelief, this child, first conjured scales on his neck, and now a piece of metal on his chest!
Moreover, whether it was metal or scales, his sword couldn't shake it at all!
Chu Mo folded his last thumb, opened his closed other eye, hooked the corners of his mouth and said:
"One."
In the next moment, his bones grew and deformed at a speed visible to the naked eye, and every muscle fiber was so clear, like a twisted steel cable, revealing a saturated sense of power.
Pitch-black scales protrude from the surface of the skin, horns and tails emerge from the front and back ends, and the wings slowly spread out to the sides like a curtain that obscures the sky.
"The Legend of the Fairy Tree"
The dark red Tong Kong of the black dragon stood up high, and its sharp fangs revealed cruelty and hideousness.
Hiss.......
Blazing steam gushed out from the cracks in the scales of the black dragon's body, and this dragon was like a steam train ready to move, placed in front of the eyes of nearly four hundred warriors.
The four hundred warriors were silent at this moment, except for the sound of the tide and the explosion of fireworks, the whole world seemed to be focused on this dragon.
Rin Amamiya was stunned, she pointed at Chu Mo, and pulled Rani Fei Peto's sleeve again, "Dragon, Mr. Chu Mo has become a dragon!" ”
"Didn't you see it last time?" Nephi Petor asked calmly.
"I didn't know that dragon, it was actually Mr. Chu Mo." Rin Amamiya covered her mouth, "I thought it was my brother's pet!" ”
Amamiya Truth was stunned for a moment, then sighed lightly, and didn't say anything, if he really had this kind of 'pet', then how could the Amamiya family decay to the point where it is today......
Nephi Petus looked at Chu Mo's back, and she could directly feel that Chu Mo had become much stronger again, and every time she tried to close the gap between the two, Chu Mo would expand the gap to a point that was difficult for her to reach.
However, what made Amamiya Marimiya feel strange was that the size of this black dragon had grown further, and the height of the black dragon should have been only about 2 meters.
At this time, Amamiya Mari could intuitively see that the height of the black dragon had increased from 2 meters to nearly 2.8 meters, and his body length had also increased from 3 meters to about 3.5 meters.
As for the wingspan, it is even more exaggerated, originally Chu Mo's wingspan was 5.2 meters, and now it has reached a terrifying 5.8 meters, the impact of the wings is too terrifying, and it is prohibitive.
Are you a bat or a dragon........ Even in the mind of Amamiya Truth, such a question arises.
"Roar!"
The roar of the black dragon woke up the entire silent long street.
Like a volcanic eruption, beige thoughts surged out of the black dragon's body, and in the blink of an eye, these thoughts completely transformed into a dark red color.
In this short moment, the most primitive and violent dragon might, like boiling molten pulp, frantically seeped into the pores of each robber, and then into their internal organs, striking every cell of them in the most violent way.
Indescribable fear, surging wildly in their hearts, slaughtering the last vestiges of their sanity, leaving only pure fear and a twisted desire to survive.
Chu Mo didn't control Long Wei's strength at all, but he controlled the direction of Long Wei's diffusion, and it didn't affect the three Nifei Piduo who were in the port.
Now that Chu Mo's thoughts have increased greatly after eating, he has used the power of his thoughts to expand in an all-round way, which is enough to destroy the minds of ordinary people, making them become disabled people who can't get up again for the rest of their lives.
He could see that these warriors were Muggles who didn't even have a mastery of Nian.
One move is deadly.
They don't have the ability to backhand anymore.
Some had purple lips, some foamed at the mouth, some had black hair that turned pale instantly, and some even collapsed to the ground, convulsing all over their bodies, muttering unprovoked babble in their mouths.
Despite this, Chu Mo said: within five seconds, the leader of the warrior did not leave his sight, so if no one remained, all of them would die.
"Goodbye..... Black Dragon said judgefully.
It lifted its proud head, and the bloodthirsty light of the twin children flowed like dark red lava.
Train!
The nian qi in the black dragon's body gushed out like a waterfall from the essence hole, and then, in an instant, the scale of the nian qi that should not be underestimated was all revealed to be deep black.
The wild pitch-black flames splashed horizontally in front of the black dragon, devouring, covering, infecting, and annihilating everything in its path, and the warriors within ten meters of their bodies were completely incinerated into ashes in the flames.
Moreover, with them as a medium, the pitch-black flames spread rapidly from person to person like a biochemical virus, and quickly spread to all the samurai within a radius of two hundred meters.
Nearly four hundred samurai howled frantically, tearing at their burning bodies with their hands.
Even the outermost group of warriors who were not affected by Long Wei were all infected with the Black Flame, and in the face of the flames, their bodies were as fragile as cardboard, and they were vulnerable.
The black dragon overlooks everything.
All enemies burned violently, powerless to resist, and a tyrannical pleasure swept over its heart.
In an instant, on the empty and lonely long street, there are only dragons and ashes, and there is nothing else to speak of.