Vol 2 Chapter 857: Play more and play less

　　 The black giant sickle held by the old lich fell quickly, ready to end Chekaf's life.
　　In the next moment, sickle blade passed through a cloud of black gas, hacked deep into the ground, and penetrated nearly half a meter deep.
　　The whole person of Chekhov, like a teleport, moved to a place five or six meters away, gasping slightly in the open space, watching the old Lich with a little vigilance.
The old lich was surprised when he found out, glanced at the black scythe deeply buried in the dirt, and then at Chekav, who had inexplicably escaped the attack. Then his face was somewhat disdainful, and he sneered: "It turns out to be" "Wander the soul', oh, unfortunately, you are still not very skilled. Then let me teach you how to use this spell."
　　 After listening to the old Lich, Chkaf's eyes narrowed, and the subconscious would retreat.
　　 But the old Lich man moved faster, abandoned the black giant sickle, stepped out, and the whole person disappeared out of thin air. By the time the step fell, he had straddled all the distance between him and Chekhov and appeared in front of Chekhov.
　　 "Sya!"
　　 The old lich sips an obscure syllable. The whole person is wrapped around the body surface with a mass of black awns. His fists carry the power of terror and hit Chekav hard.
　　 Chekov's expression was so dignified that his hands gave off a dazzling golden light, turned into a fist of light, and greeted the old lichman, ready to stand up to the attack.
　　 "Boom!"
　　 Two muffled noises appeared, and the old Lich and Chekav were facing each other with four punches.
　　 But in the next second, with the sound of "dong", Chekav's left face was attacked badly.
Ok?
　　 Chikafu was stunned, and he hadn't reacted yet. It was a "bang" sound again, and his right face was severely attacked again.
　　 Chekhov was a little bit blind, looking at the old lich man in front of him, watching the old lich man's hands under his control, I don't know where the attack came from.
　　 The next moment, he knew.
　　 saw that the back of the old Lich, the rich black energy condensed, forming two new arms. Then, these two arms clenched into heavy fists, protruding from the old lich's armpit, and sinisterly and powerfully waved at his face.
　　 "Boom!"
　　 Two sounds sounded, and Chekaf was slapped back uncontrollably. If he had not maintained an energy film that cushioned the attack on the surface of his body, his head would have to be exploded. Even so, his whole person was a little dizzy. After all, he really did not expect the old Lich to have such a move.
　　 The opponent has four fists...no, not four!
　　 Chekaf's eyes widened, and he saw the energy behind the old Lich condensed again, and two arms were born, which had become a monster with six arms.
　　After the extra four arms, the old lich man did not feel any embarrassment, and came close, six fists hit like a storm.
　　 The old Lich seems to be prepared to announce in this way that the cautious fighting method he is good at is to fight more and less.
This……
　　 Suddenly, Chkaf had too much to say to the old Lich, but in the end he didn't say a word, because under the attack of the old Lich, he had to use all his energy to barely stop it.
　　 Chekhov quickly propped up the energy shields side by side, but they were all shattered under the attack of the old Lich.
　　 In the end, Chekaf was almost completely suppressed.
　　 "Wow!"
　　 There was a sound, and the energy shield supported by Chkaf was smashed by the old Lich man. Without waiting to support the new energy shield again, many fists of the old Lich man fell.
　　 One punch was on the side ribs, one punch on the abdomen, one punch on the shoulder, and one punch on the neck. The heaviest punch is from top to bottom, hitting heavily on Chick's chin, flying Chick's entire person out.
"boom!"
　　Chikafu flew out tens of meters, hit a rock wall and stopped, then fell to the ground.
　　After a long hard time standing up, the energy film on Chkaf's body was almost dim and almost transparent. Opening his mouth, "Wow" spit out a big mouth of blood, which was mixed with fragments of teeth and internal organs, obviously obviously traumatized.
The old Lich looked at Chekaf coldly and asked, "How is it, kid, now that I know how powerful I am? Give you another chance to tell me your purpose and reason for investigating this mine, maybe we There are other talks. Otherwise, you will suffer ten times and one hundred times."
　　 "Oh!" Chekav wiped the blood remaining on his lips, suddenly smiled, stood up a little bit, looked at the old Lich, raised his hands and applauded.
　　 "Pap! Pap! Pap!"
　　Two palms touched, making a crisp and harsh sound, echoing in the night breeze.
　　 "I have to admit that your existence is really rare." Chkaf looked at the old Lich seriously and said, "Not only Lich, but also Lich who is good at melee, Gee!"
Chkaf was a little amazed, then his face was cold again, and his voice was cold: "But it's a pity! It's too optimistic to win me over in your capacity. Do you know, I have a secret, few people know."
"Ok?"
　　 "That's it!" Chekav put out his tongue, licked his lips, and there was a little more fiery eyes in his eyes. He looked at the old Lich, saying, "I am also good at melee, old man!"
　　The words fell, and Chekav shook his arms. Two poofs, two hidden bone blades popped from the back of the hand.
　　Bone blades are more than twenty centimeters long, grayish-white, with a cold flash on the edge. At night, the vaguely white steam emerged from the room, which seemed very strange.
　　 Seeing Chekaf's move, the old lich raised his eyebrows without much fear, but instead looked a little more excited.
　　 "It's kind of interesting~EbookFREE.me~ kid! You are also good at melee? Well, let me see, your skills are a few pounds."
　　After speaking, the old Lich Man reached out with a stroke, and the black giant sickle pierced into the ground shook violently, soared into the sky, and "brushed" back into the old Lich Man's hand.
"Don't say I bullied you with the advantage of a weapon, I will use a similar weapon with you to see if you are my opponent." Old Lich said, folded his hands, and the black giant sickle in his hand turned into black gas. Continue to surge, and eventually formed two daggers of more than 20 centimeters. At the same time, the four extra energy arms from the old Lich's back dissipated one by one.
　　 "Okay, come on, kid!"
　　 cried the old lich, holding the dagger in his right hand and the dagger in his left hand, rushing towards Chekaf.
　　 Chekaf glanced at the old lich, pursed his lips, said nothing, and rushed up in silence.
"boom!"
　　In just one second, the two collided together, and the dagger and the bone blade confronted each other.
　　 Chekhov frowned, waving his dagger wildly, as if trying to shred the old Lich.
　　 Old Lich is much more relaxed, raising his eyebrows and orderly blocking Chikav's attacks. Then the dagger in his hand seemed to wear a flower and butterfly, easily passed through Chekaf's defense, and stabbed hard, stab him in the right chest. ...
　　
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