Chapter Eighty-Nine: My Man and the Dead
Who is it?
The three of them looked in unison at the source of the sound, but saw nothing.
An endless aura enveloped everything, plunging the whole world into darkness, and fear and despair strangled them by the neck like a poisonous snake.
In this case, the ability to see what ordinary people can't see becomes a burden for them.
He didn't speak again, checked it a little, and found that Liu Wu, who had half a breath left, looked at the three of them, as if he was looking at three corpses.
The three of them, who were still looking at each other, felt like mice being targeted by a cat, and were already in a state where they could be killed at any time, and the warrior's life-and-death instincts constantly sounded the alarm, telling them that the man in front of them was absolutely invincible.
Who is this feeling?
Damn, could it be Liu Wu? Doesn't it mean that he's just a little stronger? What is going on with this sense of oppression......
Monster, it's over!
Three different thoughts flashed in the minds of the three of them, and Liu Wu frowned: "The three Danjin, it's a pity, it's a little weaker and a little stronger." β
That was the second thing he said.
With the words, the evil qi that had originally covered everything suddenly condensed into substance, forming two huge fists, each swinging towards the two enemies holding weapons.
Xiang Sijin and Tong Yuxiao subconsciously waved their weapons to block, and even easily tore apart the fist between the virtual and the real, but it had no effect.
The castration of the ripped fist was not hindered, but naturally passed through their weapons, striking them their bodies.
Bang!
A huge blood hole appeared in the hearts of the two of them at the same time, and they didn't even have a chance to forcibly improve their physical fitness by breaking out the blood pill, and they were directly killed by a single blow.
And at the same time as their chests were torn, Liu Wu's figure also appeared in front of Wu Zhixiong in an instant, as easily as picking a ripe peach from a tree branch, easily plucking the round head and throwing it aside casually.
The whole operation was completed in a second, and Liu Wu's last 'dot' was still echoing between the floors before it was torn apart by the storm, and the powerful fist wind swept away the entire ruins.
The three of them caused great damage and chased the ghost Wang Zhe to heaven and the earth, and Dan Jin, who had no way to enter the earth, was as fragile and powerless as a little chicken for Liu Wu at this moment.
"Ding Dong, congratulations on rising to the first place in the order." The mobile phone on his waist sent out a mechanical voice broadcast, but it could no longer affect Liu Wu at this moment.
After waiting quietly for three seconds, among the three corpses, a gray-white soul appeared almost at the same time, and before the newborn soul had time to take a look at the world, it was immediately torn, shattered, and engulfed by the black evil qi.
A strange sense of satisfaction came to mind, the qi and blood increased slightly, and each cell showed a slight abnormality, Liu Wu opened the panel, and found that the progress bar that represented the next realm suddenly increased by 3%, and his physical fitness also increased by 0.5.
Sure enough, they can continue to accelerate, whether they are evil spirits or I am evil spirits, but this thing is really good for abusing vegetables.
Retracting the evil qi that escaped and thinking for a while, Liu Wu walked towards the dying ghost Wang Zhe and poked the wound on his back: "How is it?" You okay? β
"Whew, I can't die yet!" As he spoke, Ghost Wang Zhe took out a finger-thick jade bottle that he didn't know where to hide, poured out a stench, about eighteen centimeters long turquoise medicine, and frowned and stuffed it into the wound on his back.
As soon as the green medicine touched the blood, it immediately turned into a strange liquid, and then spread all over the body along the blood vessels, and the originally miserable white face was also soaked in green, and the whole person looked like he had fallen into a dye pool for a while.
"The Martial Arts Association actually engaged in this kind of moth, I really didn't expect it." Although it doesn't look very good, this strange drug is indeed quite powerful, and the ghost Wang Zhe, who was still short of qi just now, suddenly relieved his breath, "It's big this time - what are you going to do next?" β
"How?" Liu Wu smiled, "Let's settle down first, before sunrise tomorrow, only two kinds of martial arts practitioners are allowed to remain in this cityβmy people, the dead people." β
"Then, I will sweep within a radius of thousands of miles, and all powerful warriors who want to participate in this battle will either kneel down or die." Liu Wu simply said his future expectations in words, "But before that, let's treat you first." β
"Treat me?" Ghost Wang Zhe was stunned for a moment, and then his face was filled with joy, "Do you have a way?" β
"Try it, just now when you were dying, I felt some clutter in your breath, if my guess is correct, remove those things, and you may be able to recover!" Liu Wu smiled, "Bear with it, it may hurt a little." β
Without giving Ghost Wang Zhe a chance to refuse, Liu Wu infiltrated his body with one finger along the torn wound, and then the evil qi that had just been gathered poured out from the center of his finger, washing over and over again Ghost Wang Zhe's whole body.
Once, twice, three times......
Because it was the first time to do this kind of thing, Liu Wu also put his mind down, and while controlling the concentration of evil qi, he slowly increased the frequency of washing.
This method is not very difficult for Liu Wu himself, it is to suffer the ghost Wang Zhe who has just recovered from the near death.
The evil qi itself has the effect of suppressing other people's emotions and bringing fear, such a close fit, washed over and over again, the accumulated emotions continue to superimpose, and it is in a weak period, even a strong martial artist like Ghost Wang Zhe can't bear it, and he simply kicked his legs and fainted.
But the ghost Wang Zhe's coma did not cause any trouble to Liu Wu.
After confirming that the ghost Wang Zhe was not in danger of death, Liu Wu let go of his hands and feet even more, and continued to increase the frequency.
When this frequency was raised to a certain limit, a little bit of golden light began to pour out from every cell of Ghost Wang Zhe, directly discharging Liu Wu's evil qi completely.
"Wow, this pomp, something." Liu Wu raised his head and sighed in admiration.
Before him was a golden figure with twenty arms, fists around his chest, and eighteen arms behind his back, each holding a sword, a spear, a sword, a halberd, an axe, a hammer, a whip, a mace, a hammer, a stick, a lance, a club, a spear, a spear, and a rake.
And at the moment of appearance, the golden giant's body continued to expand, directly stepping on the floor, standing on the ground with his feet, and breaking through the ceiling on his head, forming a golden giant a hundred meters high
The golden giant glared angrily at the enemy who activated him, and twenty huge arms were raised at the same time, with a kind of majesty like a god standing high.
Throwing the unconscious ghost Wang Zhe far aside, Liu Wu's figure suddenly swelled, and the evil qi spontaneously condensed behind him into a 'small' golem more than ten meters high.
Although it looks small, the momentum is not inferior at all.
"So high? Is it Ultraman? Hum! If your body is here, I guess I can only run as far as I can now, but this idol has no follow-up, and it has no form or substance, so I'll give it to me-"
As he spoke, Liu Wu's fists opened and he took on a posture like drawing a bow.
Rumble!
A relatively small fist smashed into the idol from the bottom up, holding each other for a moment, the earth shook violently at this moment, and the crack spread around the center of Liu Wu's foothold, forming a huge spider web.
At this moment, it was as if a magnitude 4 earthquake had been set off within a radius of 100 meters.
"Die!"
In just an instant, the subsequent powerless god statue was destroyed like a withered and decayed, turning into countless golden raindrops and slowly dripping, and a strange, as if the memory obtained after killing the evil spirit, flowed into Liu Wu's mind at the same time.
"Mystic Spirit Seed, tsk, is this thing deliberately left behind to kill? I accepted the gift. Liu Wu smacked his lips, "It seems that I still have to work harder......"
There should be at least two more today, or 10,000 words
(End of chapter)