Speaking of which, Barlow's luck was really bad, and his first straight punch was affected by Leon's protective power - the effect of distorting space to reduce the hit rate by 10%, and it was missed in full view, and Yan Zòng hit the morale of the vampire's side.

The angry Barlow activated a certain combat technique, and after his size increased, not only did his power increase dramatically, but even the injuries in his chest and abdomen that were punched by Li Ang were temporarily suppressed, and he rushed straight towards him with a bang.

From Barlow's expression, it could be seen that he already hated Li Ang to the core, and not killing him was not enough to vent his anger.

When Li Ang saw the momentum of the other party, he couldn't help but feel hot in his heart, and immediately decided to pay tribute in the same way - he was actually just a young man, and he had never been afraid of anyone until now.

The two figures approached again, Barlow's fist slammed out, and Li Ang also threw a punch with all his strength at the same time, the two fists with a huge difference in size collided together, and after a muffled bang, the small storm caused by the collision of the power of power spread outward in a circle around the two people, carrying a large amount of gravel and dust towards the others.

At the center of the storm, the figures of Leon and Barlow were at the touch of a button, and the young man's body flew backwards for at least a dozen meters before falling to the ground, and then took a few steps back, almost rushing into Caterina and Melissa's battle group.

Barlow, on the other hand, was a little better, he stopped at a distance of four or five meters, raised his fist to look at the bloody wound above, the expression on his face could not tell whether it was anger or surprise, and then looked up.

At this time, the young man stood up straight, slightly surprised in his heart. He didn't expect that after the opponent activated the unknown combat technique, his strength had nearly doubled, and after this punch, his entire right arm felt extremely sore.

But that's all there is to it, it is a fool's dream for Barlow to get the effect of the last time, and his combat skills obviously cannot last, Leon knew it, he shook his arm, strode forward, and said lightly: "Come again." ”

Leonardo's gaze swirled back and forth between the dark fighter and the young man, his face so gloomy that it seemed to be dripping water, and he could no longer maintain his usual demeanor.

Barlow's appearance made him extremely dissatisfied, as a seasoned dark fighter, it was ridiculous that he was forced to look like this by a hairy boy.

Seriously, in fact, Barlow is not very important to Leonardo, even if he dies in battle, it will not bring much loss, it is a big deal to spend a little price to find another one after going back, anyway, there are many such people in the dark realm, and the purpose of their existence is to fight, whether it is for others or for themselves.

However, if Barlow was really defeated or even killed in the battle with Leon, it would mean something different to Leonardo.

Because such a result only proves one thing - the young man's growth rate is terrifying!

When he was in Locketown, Barlow could beat him half to death with a casual punch, and just two months later, he actually fought against Barlow, and even seemed to be at ease, a scene that made the young vampire unbelievable.

Thinking of Leon's sarcastic words to him just now, and then looking at the shape in front of him, there was a burst of heat on Leonardo's face.

"Gogill ......," the vampire whispered, "when you get to the critical place, you help Barlow, and kill this kid." ”

"As you wish, my lord," the taller black-robed man on the left replied, bowing slightly.

"Nicola, end the fight over there, I don't want to stay in this place any longer. ”

"If you will, my lord," said the young woman, taking out a diamond-shaped dark green stone and pasting it on her forehead, and when she took her hand away, the stone was gone. Then an invisible wave emanated from Nicola's body, slowly sweeping across the field, and finally spreading to the vicinity of the dry corpses.

After the mutation just now, the strength and speed of the dry corpse have obviously increased a lot, which has brought some trouble to Caterina and Melissa, but the two girls cooperate very well with each other in attack and defense, and their own strength is very strong, so they can still cope with it.

But when the fluctuations came, the pinpoint-sized pupils in the dried corpses' eyeballs flashed red, and they began to grow more and more crazy.

A dry corpse pounced on Katarina, a cold light flashed in the hand of the knight girl, and the long sword slashed at the enemy's neck, but just cut off a part of the flesh, the feedback transmitted from the sword body made Caterina feel a pang in her heart, because the body of the dry corpse was stronger than before, and this sword could not continue to go deeper if it was only half cut.

Caterina immediately activated the Holy Strike Technique, and a white light fell from the top of the cadre's head, and its body was enveloped in this light full of divine power, and began to dissolve little by little at a slow speed.

Suddenly, a pair of arms that had been dissolved to almost bones poked out of the light and grabbed straight at the knight girl's throat, and Caterina swung her sword in time to block it, and the dry corpse's arm was immediately broken inch by inch, turning into dry bones and falling to the ground.

More dried corpses pounced, and Caterina took a step back, slashing with an arc of light, her face a little solemn.

The fact that the sword she swung with all her strength could not directly cut off the neck of the dry corpse, and the fact that the dry corpse had held on to the power of the holy attack technique for so long, and could even attack her, showed that the body of this creature had been strengthened to an exaggerated level. At this time, there were at least a hundred dried corpses left, and such a number was no longer something that she and Melissa could resist.

However, Caterina knew that Leon was also fighting, and Red and the three mountain leaders seemed to be standing by, but their responsibility was to guard against the sneak attack of the vampire and the other two black-robed men, so the girl neither opened her mouth to ask for help nor retreated, took a deep breath, and stood firmly in front of the group of dry corpses.

She knew that if she could block for one more minute, Melissa would kill some more of the dried corpses, and now it was up to her to hold on to how long she could hold on.

The distance between the corpses was quite close, and they were no longer at the same staggering speed as before, one by one they were like night wolves galloping towards Katarina, except for the dozen or so corpses running in the front, and even some of the corpses behind them began to wait, they jumped up violently, and pounced from mid-air with teeth and claws.

At this time, the strings of fate appeared behind Caterina, and almost instantly weaved into shape, completely covering the front of the girl, and with the continuous soft sound of "poof", a large number of severed limbs fell in front of Katarina.

However, this time the effect of the Strings of Fate was not as sharp as before, although the six or seven dried corpses that rushed to the front were directly cut into pieces, but they also broke the net woven by this thin line, and the remaining part of the dried corpses were either missing arms and legs, or with deep web-like scars on their bodies, and came to Caterina in an instant.

At this juncture, the knight girl threw aside a distracting thought, calmly facing the attack of the dry corpses, in her eyes, these crazy and powerful creatures became extremely clear, and the speed of their approach somehow slowed down for some reason, giving her time to react in reciprocal terms.

Caterina flashed the arm of a dried corpse, and the sword stabbed into its eye socket, and a stream of pus immediately flowed down its rotting cheeks, and then a holy strike enveloped it. The next moment, as soon as the girl leaned over, an arm with a strange bulge swept over her head, and Caterina straightened up and took a step to the left, the long sword piercing through the chin of the dried corpse, and another holy strike was struck.

Caterina was immersed in a strange state, she completely ignored the number of dried corpses, and concentrated on the battle, and at the same time, there were bursts of power fluctuations around the girl's body, condensed and calm, so thick that everyone could clearly perceive it.