"Zhang Lie, I haven't seen you for four hundred years, you are becoming more and more unsuccessful, and you can't even hide from my whip." Jumping to the ground, Thorn sneered.

"I haven't been whipped by him for 400 years, and I'm still so energetic." Zhang Lie didn't care about his words, and he didn't forget to laugh at himself until this moment.

Zhang Lie was greatly surprised by the unexpected appearance of the thorn injury, until this moment he didn't understand how this guy was here, especially now that he only had less than one-third of his demon power left, the situation could be said to be quite bad.

"I didn't expect to meet here, what about Anmeng and Ba Snake?" Zhang Lie decided to stabilize the thorn wound first.

It's a pity that after dealing with each other for so long hundreds of years ago, how could you be fooled? He replied, "Say as much as you can, after tonight, I promise you won't even have a chance to be reincarnated." As he spoke, three vines were entangled.

Zhang Lie had no choice but to avoid it again, but he lost the first move, and was soon entangled by several green vines around his body, and he was greatly embarrassed. Seeing that the vines were about to be wrapped, Zhang Lie gritted his teeth and squatted down, his hands reaching down.

"Thunder Shock!"

With the sound of the explosion, several vines were immediately shattered by the strong impact, and Zhang Lie took the opportunity to retreat a few meters away. The spell just now touched the injury, making him gasp.

"Who is this?" Anne and Blatter came to him, one left and one right.

Zhang Lie gritted his teeth: "His name is Thorn Wound, a nasty guy who shouldn't be here." ”

Slanted glances at the three of them, and said disdainfully: "I heard that you went to the West to be a lackey of the action group, and now it seems that it is true." ”

Anne exhaled softly, "You're right, he's a nuisance indeed. ”

With a shake of the Demon Sucking Sword, Blatter stepped forward: "You guys are injured, this guy will be handed over to me to deal with." ”

Nodding, Zhang Lie reminded: "Be careful, he is very difficult." ”

Hearing the conversation between the two, Thorny was surprised and delighted. Looking Blatter up and down, he suddenly asked, "Are you Blatter?" ”

I didn't understand what the other meant, but Blatter nodded.

A look of ecstasy appeared on his face, and Thorn Wound exhaled slowly: "Vampire, named Blat, fits exactly. My luck was just too good. ”

As he spoke, he lowered his head and gave Blatter a fist salute, "Thank you." ”

“？” Blatter raised an eyebrow in confusion.

"Be careful!" At the same time, Zhang Lie had already reminded loudly.

A stream of vines burst out of the rock beneath Blat's feet, wrapping around his ankles. At the same time, large vines and poisonous snakes intertwined from the rocks on the ground, like a moving wall, separating Blatt from Zhang Lie and the others.

Fine vines danced, rocks splashed, large canopy dust and dust, and there was a big chaos in the middle of the field.

The silver sword flipped nimbly, picking apart all the vines that danced wildly in all directions. Stepping in front of the thorny wound in an instant, Blatter gripped the hilt of his sword with both hands and stabbed him in the heart.

Thorn Scarf clenched the blade of the sword in both hands, and the ten fingers and palms had turned into countless slender vines, wrapped up along the demon-sucking sword, and the blade was wrapped in a strong knot. The tip of the sword was fixed on the chest for a point, and it was impossible to make any more inch.

Approaching Blatter, he smiled and said, "Don't be so excited, I won't kill you." ”

"What do you want?" Blatter asked calmly.

"It's not important, it's just a little thing for you to come with me."

With a snort, Blatter pulled the sword with all his might, and the inscription on the wrapped vine instantly brightened. The vines in his hands were all torn to pieces, and Blatter swung his sword again.

Taking a slight breath, Thorn Yin smiled: "It's very powerful, it's different from other waste vampires..."As he spoke, the vines of his bare wrist grew again, half wrapped around the blade of the sword, and half wrapped around Blatter's left hand.

Taken aback, Blatter instantly turned into a mist and drifted outward. At the same time, he only heard a snap, and the vine that was supposed to wrap his hand was retracted inward, but it only wrapped around the air, making an empty sound.

The mist swirled around the thorny body, rising abruptly and straight down. The thorn stretched out his feet and stepped on the ground, and several vines rose straight up from the soles of his feet, twisting into the shape of twisted flowers and stirring towards the center of the mist.

The condensed fog broke down again, thinning and thinning for several meters around it. Thorn Wound is a little helpless to this trick, so he can only stay put, so as to respond to all changes. Suddenly, the mist behind him gathered slightly, and at the same time, the slender demon-sucking sword had burst out of the center of the mist, stabbing at the back of the thorny head.

The silver sword pierced into his head, and the thorn let out a low wail, and Blatter couldn't imagine that it would be so easy to succeed, and couldn't help but be stunned for a moment. At this moment, he suddenly felt that something was wrong under his feet, and before he could see the situation clearly, he had been wrapped above his thighs by dozens of vines that had risen from the ground.

"You are indeed very powerful, if I had hesitated a little just now, I would have been killed by you." The voice began to speak, but it came from behind. Blatter turned around in shock, only to see the thorn wound walking slowly behind him.

"Weird, right? That's just my doppelganger. With a smile, the right hand hanging from his waist shook slightly, and the "thorn wound" pierced by Blatter immediately broke down into countless fine vines and retracted into his hand along the gap under his feet.

Without saying a word, Blatter's figure was about to turn into fog and flee, and the thorn wound was already in front of him. All the vines shrank inward in unison, and at the same time, countless thorns had grown on the surface, and Blat's thigh was immediately pierced.

With a muffled snort, Blat's mist was truncated. Thorn Wound pulled the vines, and at the same time said: "I have to say, you Western monsters have some strange skills, and this trick is indeed difficult to deal with." But the waste told me that if I intervened a little before the fog melted, I could stop you. ”

As he spoke, the vines that wrapped around Blatter quickly wrapped around his waist and legs. At this moment, a beam of red mangs flew in with a whistling sound, and he was shocked, and the thorn wound immediately changed his hand and hit it accurately, and the red mangs immediately changed their trajectory and flew into a pile of cargo boxes, and the flames burned in an instant.

Looking at the scorched black piece on the back of his hand, he raised his head angrily, and not far away, Zhang Lie withdrew his hand with a wicked smile. He couldn't help but be annoyed: "You pestering guy..."

Taking advantage of the thorn injury, Blat's silver sword was already handed over to his left hand, and with a slash of the hilt reversed, a large number of vines had been broken with decay. Ignoring Zhang Lie anymore, Thorn quickly turned around and hooked his fingers.

Suddenly, from the green vines that wrapped around Blatter, countless thin red vines as thin as hair suddenly rose up, and they were inextricably wrapped around his left hand. Blatter was about to break free, the filaments piercing the skin, weaving into the muscles and extending towards his shoulders.

On Blatter's snow-white skin, countless tiny red threads appeared like tattoos, tangled and twisted to form a strange and complex pattern. At the same time, his entire left hand felt as if it had been cut off, and he didn't feel anything anymore.

"Not good!" Zhang Lie was taken aback when he saw this, and hurriedly stepped into the shadow under him: "Shadow Hide!" "Man has disappeared from within.

Grabbing the demonic sword in his right hand, Blatter swirled around his wrist and inserted it into the end of his upper arm, just enough to block the extension of the red silk. A series of incantations were quickly recited in the language of the Blood Clan, and the inscription of the Demon Sucking Sword flashed, and at the same time, the red silk that was desperately stretching towards the shoulder like a tide had been forced back and knotted at the elbow.