There is no escape.

Can't avoid it.

Yan Luge came to this conclusion at the same time that he was aware of this dense blade.

No matter what kind of movement he makes, no matter what ability he uses, no matter what posture he becomes, it is absolutely impossible for him to leave unscathed from this great net that surrounds him from top to bottom, left and right.

Then, you don't have to think about preserving yourself.

Yanluge made a judgment almost indifferently.

He controlled his body in mid-air, forcibly adjusted his posture, and swooped towards the "two-headed snake" in a strange posture with his back up, head and foot.

The invisible blade of space fell.

The first cut only cut off some of his hair and did not affect him in any way.

The second knife grazed his back, almost clinging to his skin, but it didn't really hurt him.

The third knife was unavoidable, and it slashed flat against his chin and landed on his chest and abdomen, directly cutting off a large piece of skin, and even directly exposing the miserable white ribs.

The fourth knife was the most vicious, slashing at the shin bones of Yanluge's legs, and due to the angle, it was completely impossible for him to escape by bending his legs, turning around, or alienating.

Then don't hide.

Yan Luge greeted this injury with a crazy enough and calm enough attitude.

In mid-air, he watched expressionlessly as the last stab landed on his legs, falling under his calves like slicing tofu, cutting off less than two-thirds of the tibia of his legs.

The damage caused by the spatial cut was very neat, the section was as smooth as a mirror, and even his body did not react at all, and it took a few tenths of a second before blood spurted out and severe pain came.

At this time, Yan Luge had already broken away from the cage formed by the blade of the sky and swooped out towards the direction of the "Double-headed Snake".

He actually had a smaller way to get out of the cage, but he didn't.

He wasn't afraid to pay the price or be bruised all over his body, he only cared if his enemies could pay a more tragic price!

As he got out of the space cage, Yan Luge had adjusted his stance again, allowing himself to dive faster.

At the same time, his arm was also alienating, and his right arm was alienated from the elbow down into a sharp metal long knife.

He rushed towards the "Two-Headed Serpent".

He was aiming for its seven inches—the part where the snake's body connected to the snake's head.

It was the thickest and weakest part of the "Two-headed Snake", and it was previously contaminated with a trace of dragon fire with death attributes, and a lot of flesh and blood were burned by the dragon fire.

Yan Luge still aimed at this position this time.

With his strength, with the speed and angle of his dive, with the sharpness of his weapon, with the tenacity of his xenomorphic body......

Words and songs are slashed down!

The snake body, which was as wide as two human bodies and two waists combined, was cut off by his waist under his ferocious sword!

The heads of the two people who hugged and kissed each other were separated and fell from the raised snake body.

And the huge, black-fleshed snake body suddenly tensed and bounced away, and the thick snake tail pumped fiercely towards Yan Luge.

In nature, snakes, as reptiles, have underdeveloped brains and reflex nerves concentrated on their limbs, so after being decapitated, the body can still retain its original motor function for a certain period of time, as if it was alive.

The "two-headed snake" resembles a snake but not a snake, and the vitality of the xenomorph is far better than that of ordinary snakes.

Therefore, after it was decapitated, the snake body remained active and was even able to make some counterattacks.

The snake's tail was so fast that Yan Luge didn't have time to dodge it, and was pulled out.

Although this time there was no way to avoid it, Yan Luge's reactions and movements were still as fast and violent as ever, without any hesitation.

At the moment when his body flew upside down, he changed the direction of the blade in his right forearm, twisted his waist and slashed horizontally.

At this moment, the two figures as the "snake head" had just tilted and fallen, and had not yet completely fallen to the ground, and their bodies had just tilted to a position that was level with the ground.

With the speed at which he flew out backwards, Yan Luge made the blade slash between the two halfling figures hugging and kissing each other.

Their faces were cut apart, and half of the tip of their tongue fell between their lips and teeth; Their embracing arms were cut open, and the severed arms were wrapped around each other by their intertwined fingers; Their close bodies were sliced open, and the conjoined skin that grew together was torn apart......

The "head of the snake", which was split in two, fell to the ground.

The severed snake body rolled and struggled, and the dense spatial blades reappeared, this time more and denser than before, covering almost the entire square.

After Yan Luge was pumped upside down and flew out this time, he fell directly into the large net densely covered with spatial blades.

There is no escape, and there is no way to break free.

Any creature that enters it will be cut into pieces without any suspense.

Once again, the fighting instinct of the song came into play.

Almost instinctively, he chose to incarnate as an "innocent angel", and his wings slammed forward.

Not to slow yourself down, but to speed up.

Before the left and right spatial blades staggered, he rolled over and broke out of the encirclement in a strange posture.

But in an instant, several new spatial blades appeared above him.

Yan Luge's expression did not change, and he retracted his wings and changed into the form of a cheetah in the blink of an eye.

He didn't need the feline posture to do anything, but in the process of alienating his body from a man to a beast, the bone and muscle form would also change, and his stature would become shorter, so he took advantage of this momentary change to make an invisible blade that should have cut off half of his head, just slashing against his cheek, leaving a scar.

Under the frenzied attack of the "Double-headed Snake", countless spatial blades appeared and disappeared, disappeared and reappeared, crisscrossing and densely packed.

If it were another person here, he would have been cut into pieces by this invisible knife and died, but Yan Luge could detect it every time, and he could find the right way to survive every time.

It's like dancing on the tip of a knife.

But even Yan Luge couldn't be unscathed in the face of such a violent attack, in fact, the endless spatial blades quickly left all kinds of tragic injuries on his body, and the most ruthless knife even directly cut off half of his wings and the small half of his shoulders.

However, Yan Luge's movements were not greatly affected, and even his expression did not change much, ignoring the pain as if it were a delicate machine...... No, perhaps the most sophisticated machinery can't do it to his degree.

In the thousands of dodges, it is clear that as long as he makes a mistake, he can die without a place to be buried, but he has not judged wrong once.

He was even in the mood to count the time: "Ten, eleven, twelve...... Twenty-five, twenty-six, twenty-seven......"

There were four high-speed moving objects in the sky, which were not very clear in the night, but if you looked at them with infrared vision, you could see scorching red dots.

The big move that Yan Lu Song prepared in advance is here.

Launched from the far reaches of the sea, a creation that merges technology and transcendence, a spiritual missile.

Hidden in the shadows, Bailu silently took over the guidance task, and the idle threads in the supercomputer were all filled in an instant, correcting deviations in real time at a very fast speed, adjusting the trajectory, and calculating the landing point.

"Forty, forty-one, forty-two......" Yan Luge dodged the blade of space in a backflip posture, and once again brushed shoulders with death, but there was no fear on his face, only a happy wild laugh, "Have you had enough?" When you've had enough, change me!

"Forty-five!

"Come on, try this!"

(End of chapter)