Chapter 245: Extreme Counterattack
"Ha~"
After a short breath, the red soul power condensed in his body turned into a transparent shield, hovering in the ghost's hand.
In an instant, Burial Night's knees bent slightly, and he used all his strength to fight back against the whip leg kick of the hat man.
"Boom. ”
When the two collided, the spatial elements in the quadrangular plane generated a visible air flow from the center of the collision to the naked eye, and for a while, the wind and smoke were everywhere, and the sharp strong wind stepped down from the feet of the two, blowing directly on the shrubs and grass under their feet.
"It's a ghost hand! I was able to keep my arm motionless under such a powerful blow to my whip leg. Seeing this, the man in the hat burst out laughing, and kicked his other leg on the ground suddenly, taking advantage of the situation to pull him away from the funeral night.
Funeral Night was suddenly forced, and he stumbled a step in small steps, but he was not physically injured, on the contrary, it was the other party, and the soul armor on his legs was completely collapsed by the defense of the ghost hand.
"Although this guy is not particularly strong, he is extremely fast, and he is full of killer moves, I have to say, it is really a bit tricky. ”
Burial Night looked at the two of them with deep eyes, obviously through the fight with the hat man just now, Burial Night has been able to roughly figure out his specific strength, the other party's whip leg just now is carried out under the soul armor covered under the whole body, but in terms of the strength of its armor's defense and attack backstab, it is not very good.
At the same time, the cloak shouted in a loud voice: "Yin Jiu, you don't need to say more to him, abolish him as soon as possible!"
As his voice filled with cold and murderous aura expanded, his figure swept past with the fire attribute soul power, and under the vain figure was the energy soul technique that attacked towards the funeral night.
"Fire Attribute Soul Technique--Flame Xuantian Palm!!"
In the middle of a while, his body swooped through like a fierce tiger, and in the land he plundered, countless plants and trees were ignited with raging flames, and the red soul light of the fire attribute on his fist palm rose like endless heat, and he slammed into the front of the black knife in front of the black knife.
Seeing the latter move, he immediately lifted his body after taking a pill, aiming at the retreat path that locked the funeral night.
Seeing the enemy on both sides in front and back, the eyes of the demon pupil scattered with golden light and turned rapidly, and under the eagle's eye, he suddenly found that the hukou man's fire attribute soul skill was extremely layered, and it was not something he could easily resist.
"Damn, if it weren't for the damage to my soul vein, I would really want to use the Tianshui Holy Transformation to touch you. ”
A trace of distracting thought sounded in his heart, but soon the funeral night retracted his thoughts and retreated directly to the inclined plane.
"Want to run?" Seeing this, the man in the cloak sneered: "I'll see where you are fleeing!" Under the words, it was he who chased and fled the funeral night in the low-level void.
However, Funeral Night didn't really want to escape, he also knew that he couldn't use a lot of soul power, and it was impossible for him to easily get rid of these two opponents who were full of soul power. He just wanted to pull out of his position, looking for the other party's flaws and ways to solve the danger.
Before waiting for the cloaked man's pursuit, at this time, the long-range flying blade attack of the hat man locked on the body of the funeral night in an instant, and a majestic soul qi flew through in a concrete way, and the powerful wind made a whirring sound in an instant.
"Qiang, Qiang!" The burial night waved the knife to block it, and then there was a violent roar, and under the ghost slash, there was a black sword qi dancing in a black light.
"Ghost Slash!!"
A huge black soul power sword qi attached to the demon spirit was in vain, striking out from the blade of the black knife, and under the power of the strengthened ghost hand, it was a powerful counterattack that was as fast as a dragon in the buried night.
"Break it for me!!"
Seeing this, the man in the hat and the man in the cloak worked together, as if the soul power of wind and fire were intertwined, and for a while, the vegetation on the woods and mountains seemed to send out a trembling millet for it.
"Wind and Fire Combo Soul Skill--Flaming Roar!!"
"Boom!!"
With an earth-shattering loud noise, suddenly an extremely strong soul power fluctuation shot out from the mountain, only to see two winds and fire of the power of the manifestation merge and vertically descend, and the thick flame wind energy ball slashed towards the ghost of the burial night.
The destructive power of destruction for a moment instantly surged from the center of the collision, and at the same time, the cloaked man threw his soul skill "Flame Xuantian Palm"!
"It's coming!" Seeing the explosion of the wind on the funeral night, the other party didn't seem to give himself any respite, and came close to him under the soul power armor.
The three escaped to the ground under the rocky hills of the mountain, and soon the fierce white-hot battle unfolded.
"Ghost Fire Palm. The man in the cloak suddenly burst out with a shout, and attacked in front of the funeral night's eyes at close range.
The man in the hat also immediately revealed his claws, and attacked the side intercostal space of the funeral night.
Seeing this, the latter directly burst out with red soul light, resisting the attack of the man with a hat, and then the pupils of the eagle eye shrank sharply, and in an instant, the powerful aura was completely within a radius of ten meters from him.
"Eagle Gaze!!"
The cheers in his heart exploded, and in an instant, the man's soul technique collapsed on the spot, and the night ghost seized the opportunity to fly and throw it through the latter's throat.
Before the cloaked man could react, the black tip of the black knife ignited its fierce black soul power, piercing through its fiery red soul power armor, killing him instantly.
"No... How so?" Seeing this, the man in the hat immediately trembled and muttered with words, and the next moment he saw his pupils facing the funeral night, like a single eagle's eye, which made him completely lose the sense of resistance to fight.
"Tidal Palm!!"
The soul veins of the body endured the cold, and the violent sound of the funeral night suddenly sounded, and the soul qi under the ghost's hand materialized like a shark and rushed towards the latter's chest.
"Poof!"
Immediately, Yin Jiu, the hat man, was hit head-on by the tidal palm under the night ghost, and the red shark was like a red demon seeking his life at this moment, directly blasting his soul power armor into shreds.
The next moment, he vomited blood from his mouth, and the man slammed into the ground on his back, his eyes were desperate and fearful, and he looked at his trembling body at the funeral night, and said indifferently: "There is a way in heaven that you don't go, and there is no door to hell for you to break through!"
He looked at the eagle eye of the burial night, and his trembling voice confessed, "Don't, don't kill me." ”
However, the latter's expression did not show any mercy, and immediately between muttering, the slightly raised ghost hand absorbed the ghost hand inserted in the cloak man's throat into his hand, and said indifferently: "Go to death, go to hell well, and accompany your brother." ”
At the end of the funeral night, I saw that Yin Jiu's eyes were looking at this world, and in the last eye, it was this ghost-handed young man, who raised his knife and swung it down without a trace of hesitation.
Under the stone mound filled with scorching soul energy, there are two corpses of the man in the hat and the man in the cloak, at this moment the breeze is blowing slowly from the top of the mountain, and the grass under the burial night is bowing its head at this moment, as if mourning the fall of the lives of the two of them...