Vol 2 Chapter 1543: Tentacle, blood sword

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Amidst the turbulent waves, Zhu Gehong retreated in embarrassment. He actually didn't have much physical strength, and he didn't want to be involved in this kind of battle.
He became more and more confused as to what these "monks eroded by evil spirits" were thinking, as if both of them had problems with their brains, first attacked him, and then inexplicably went to a monster in this lake to fight, it was simply Upside down, no logic!
--Too dangerous! It's too dangerous to follow this guy!
He made up his mind to escape immediately. However, he still has two points of worry. This wicked guy like a lunatic still gave him cake. For this friendship, he had to take a look before leaving anyway.
Wang Qi dropped his hand in doubt.
"No……"
There is no obvious fluctuation at all. In other words, even if there are creatures in it, it is either very small or slow. He just released the blow immediately after hearing the sound of water. If the opponent's body is really large, it is basically impossible to escape this blow with slow movements.
Chen Yueling describes the tentacle monster that can roll up people ... does it really exist?
Just when Wang Qi was puzzled, the lake water separated by the aura was turned upside down, and when the mud was surging, countless tentacles like a swell poured out.
"In the mud?" Wang Qi felt even more absurd. Will this mollusk, mostly without exoskeleton, get into the mud? Isn't this in line with the law?
However, the shock in my heart did not affect the movement of the hand at all. Facing a thick tentacle that swept across, Wang Qi slapped his back. Under the control of the tactics, the tentacles rewind. Wang Qi covered his arms.
"The power is greater than expected ... It seems that there is no way to hold the tentacle and pull the body out!"
Wang Qi exploded with bleeding aura and arc. He patted his hands on the water, and the force of the explosion pushed him out quickly. The tentacles fell from all directions, hitting the blossoms. The "storm" caused by the fighting rolled towards the shore and landed on the violently burning trees, dimming the light and making the trees burst louder.
"【天】 ......" Zhu Gehong muttered words that only he could understand. He was about to understand the battle. Most of his spiritual knowledge failed, but Wang Qi's coercion could not be fake. That guy should be far inferior to himself in mana. However, the evil spirits he controlled could quickly fill up, and then filled in the fists and feet.
"[Too powerful ... too powerful ...]"
At this moment, a sword breathed into his back like a mist. At the last minute, Zhu Gehong's warning sign suddenly broke out, ignoring the flame, and escaped the terrible attack.
Sword fighting beast!
The explosion sound produced by the burning of the trees masked the footsteps of these things, Zhu Gehong did not find these monsters!
The sword fighting beast is a hunter who follows the light and sound! After all, the movement here still attracted them.
You have to fight ...
No ... If you ran just now, you do n’t have to face these things ...
Zhu Gehong was filled with regret. His two months of struggling, finally ended up for the general reason of "watching the bustle"-it is ridiculous!
The changing monk pulled out his sword and snarled at the horse-headed weird man holding the steel rope. But a bigger tiger roared back. It is a three-headed sword fighting beast. Zhu Gehong gave a little counsel, and took a step back.
At this moment, the roaring wind sounded again behind him, as if something huge came out of the air. Zhu Gehong instinctively realized that if he did not hide, he would die now. The body moves one step ahead of consciousness. He ignored the enemy in front of him and immediately lay prone on the ground.
"Something" wiped him past, almost igniting his scalp.
At this moment, the aura burst.
Zhu Gehong didn't see the scene clearly. He raised his head and saw the broken body of the three-headed sword fighting beast. They were passed through like "gadgets" carrying huge kinetic energy, and the whole body was torn into three or five pieces, which was already dead. And the last sword-headed beast with a tiger's head knelt in front of Wang Qi ... No, it was nailed into the ground by strong brute force. Blood had penetrated into the mud from his waist, and his lower body had suffered excessive strength and had been damaged. However, probably because Wang Qi finally attacked him, it responded simply.
Raise your hand and gather all the sword qi onto the tiger's claws.
The popped beast claws pierced the palm of the true biography of Wanfamen, and blood poured out. Zhu Gehong realized that the other party was to protect himself, so he did not kill the four-headed sword fighting beast in a harmless manner. Judging from the performance just now, this guy is no weaker than Fang Cai's disciples of Yangshen Pavilion and those of Gui Yimeng. I am afraid that if it is not to save him, the palm of this young man will not be hurt.
Zhu Gehong knew very well that the wounds here were difficult to heal.
To make matters worse, this guy's waist is being rolled up by a thigh-thick tentacle, and a wrist-thick tentacle is wrapped around his arm.
Another thick tentacle of eggs rolled around Wang Qi's ankle. Zhu Gehong froze for a moment, and threw it over, trying to cut off these tentacles and save the strange monk. However, the tentacle did not give him a chance. The powerful muscles of the mollusk are vigorous. Wang Qi obviously felt a huge pull. He let go of the technique of flying in order to stay still, and let his tentacles roll away himself.
"[No!]" Zhu Gehong knelt by the water and roared.
Wang Qi looked strangely at the monk who didn't know what he was yelling at. Then stared at his wound in disgust. Due to the wrong direction when he touched him, his palm was plowed with a huge wound. It seems that because of the mixture of too many anti-psychotics, his blood is unexpectedly thick, and many blood filaments pulled out by inertia are still floating in the air with the wind.
"I just thought it was too hard to cut by myself every time, so I planned to use the enemy's attack to cut the wound ... Cut, the hand is not light and heavy, and I will cut it myself next time."
Wang Qi mumbled.
Then, give a firm grip.
The blood spread and the blood traces rolled back. These silk threads are woven into knots and braids in a complicated way, and are constructed into countless "knotted seals", and finally condense into a long knife.
"These demon blood is also a time bomb, just give it a try ... The way to consume demon blood to fight!"
Wang Qi's knife swayed, untie the shackles of his own hands, but he held the long knife upside down with his hands, and slammed into the thick tentacles around his waist. The body of blood refining demon power is the unique alien spirit here, which is the resentment of the dragon clan for 200 million years. When it is successfully organized by the method of attack, its lethality to the soul is unparalleled. Blood light infects the tentacles. The monster was unbearably painful and trembling violently. But the next second, its thickest tentacle broke. Wang Qi was dumped with inertia.
But in an instant, Wang Qi once again violated the laws of physics and generally changed his trajectory.
The vector control strategy can also turn the direction of its own kinetic energy!
While Wang Qi rushed towards the root of the tentacle monster, the long knife in his hand turned, leaving a huge wound on the body of the tentacle monster. As his long sword waved, the blade light spread, and the imperceptible blood aura seemed to be fixed in the air. He stepped heavily on the thick tentacle of a bucket, and the huge movement could make the tentacle fall down. More tentacles came from all directions, but Wang Qi's long sword was guarded by water, and the attacks were repelled one by one.
"Ah, I miss it a lot. I have rarely used this skill since the foundation period ..." Wang Qi smiled slightly. When the knife was closed, he snapped his fingers.
At this instant, the trajectory of the knife light in the space suddenly became brilliant. The traces left by those long knives seem to be linked together to form a three-dimensional pattern of a certain array. The aura worked and then turned into black flame. The killing power pours down like the Tianhe River dike, and rolls on the endless tentacle.
Shirasawa really cuts, one of the first swordsmanship used by Wang Qi during his practice period.
The knife technique taken from "determinant" and "matrix" itself has the function of forming a qi with a knife. Wang Qi had a low mana at the time and hardly elicited this general change. And when he doesn't have to worry about mana, he has already entered the era of poisoning by Yin Man with the Great Curse of Heart Demon and Divine Plague.
Right now.
The sword qi formation he arranged was taken from a certain remnant formation he obtained from the "Sage Emperor" five-sword long sword in Shenjing last time. Here, this method is not affected by the slightest.
The tentacles shook painfully. Afterwards, the black flame swept vigorously, and countless tentacles shattered, flesh flew in all directions, with huge kinetic energy. Zhu Gehong, who was still kneeling by the lake, was hit by a human-sized piece of meat, and the whole person flew into the burning jungle.
"[Um ... this guy is even more monster than monster ...]."
At the moment when all the tentacles were wiped out, Wang Qi waved his hand away from the lake, exposing the bottom of the lake with black silt. In the mud at the bottom of the lake, the white stubble still wriggled slightly. This is what's left of the tentacle.
Wang Qi scattered the blood blade, then pulled out his long sword, inserted it into the mud, and then lifted it up, raising a large piece of silt. He wanted to see what was underneath.
However, he was surprised again.
Nothing at all. These tentacles seem to have been born from the mud.
Wang Qi pulled the remains of a tentacle out of the mud and observed the roots. The tentacles showed no signs of being detached from anything, they were complete from the beginning.
What the is that ...
Wang Qi will also tentacles into storage bags. After confirming that there were no other tentacles, he walked into the burning forest and came to Zhu Gehong, once again condensing the bleeding mirror, reflecting Zhu Gehong's face.
In the mirror, it was still the reflection of the normal person.
"Very well, confirm, it's not that some kind of illusionist master is fooling around, guessing the four rules out." Wang Qi nodded and then sat in front of Zhu Gehong: "Brother Zhu, do you know aphasia?"
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