Chapter 205: Tube

I don't know the source of this killing intent born out of thin air, but I can feel it personally that it doesn't consume a bit of my physical strength.
If I have to use words to describe this feeling of killing intent-it is my physical strength!
At the moment when I was tangled in my heart, it seemed as if I was shocked by an electric shock, and the killing intent surging around me seemed to have part of it submerged in my blood, flowing through the swelling blood vessels and pulling it to my heart.
Puff!
An irrelevant dark red flowed into the steady heart.
Puff!
The myocardium began to tremble briefly.
Puff!
The trembling heart muscle becomes irregular.
Puff!
The whole heart returned to its original state in an instant.
I slowly closed my eyes, removed the hand holding my heart, took a long breath, and exhaled again.
Not far away, a group of adventurers such as Harold are competing with the Ghostface Spider. Except for several powerful characters such as Harold and Jin Siqi, other adventurers have been injured to varying degrees.
Although I closed my eyes, I could feel the dazzling gaze and look of expectation from the people around me.
Perhaps at the moment when a ghost-faced spider was cut off, in the hearts of others, my status and strength were already equal to Harold.
But I couldn't be happy, because I knew too well that the price required to get all of this—the killing intent, had flowed into my blood. I didn't know whether it was a blessing or a curse.
But now, I have no time to take care of it. At this moment, in my steadily beating heart, a terrifying force that has been brewing for a long time, with the flow of blood, has penetrated into my muscles.
At this moment, the killing intent had stopped.
In the next second, killing intent broke out again!
"Haha!" I couldn't help laughing suddenly, raised my arm slightly, and took a deep breath: What a wonderful feeling this is!
In his heart, the bloodthirsty and murderous emotions evoked by the killing intent before, at this moment, were infinitely magnified.
Like a roaring fierce beast, I rounded my already pale red eyes, and ran straight towards the ghost face spider. I could no longer restrain the excitement in my heart. In front of me, only the ghost face spider was qualified to fight with me. One!
The ghost face spider froze for a moment, and then stared at me steadily. The fear that had disappeared before came up again, making me even more excited.
Fear caused it to give up the "small bugs" around it constantly attacking it. Instead, it raised another sturdy and long foot high and rushed towards me to stab me. It wanted to kill me first. This is for it. The biggest crisis!
"An Xiaoyi!" Harold suddenly turned his head and said, "Be careful!"
I had already ignored other things, my face was full of excitement, with a big smile in my mouth, I raised the Naodaka in my hand.
The original ripple-like texture of the Naotato knife surface has changed at this moment, and it has become one after another the size of a ping-pong ball, like the ripples that have just swayed, illusory and beautiful.
Seeing the stabbing huge spider leg, I didn't have the urge to dodge the hacking. Instead, I raised my left hand high and grabbed it towards the tip of the spider leg.
"An Xiaoyi!" This time, not only Harold, but also Yula who was waiting for an opportunity in the distance couldn't stand it anymore, and screamed.
By Yula’s side, many girls also yelled out, but they didn’t call my name, but simply ‘ah’!
Perhaps in their opinion, my fate must be penetrated by spider legs, and I will definitely die.
However, for some reason, I still have great confidence and want to take this sharp attack with my bare hands.
With my head up, I can already feel the airflow oppressed by the spider's leg stabbing. It was dull and rapid, like a life-threatening dagger, and all I had to do was to take the blade empty-handed!
"Give me—stop!"
I shouted, my left hand had already grasped the sharp tip tightly, and my whole body trembled.
The shock of the impact was transmitted to the arm with the fingertips, and the entire left arm sank downward, but it only sank four inches.
The muscles are tight, and the entire guard is fully supported. I can imagine that at this moment, if I don’t have clothes, I will be like a professional bodybuilder, full of swelling and strong muscles. Manly.
Not far away, Harold's eyes looked a little sluggish when he saw me. Not only him, but the expressions of Jin Siqi and others on the side were exaggerated.
Although I can't see the expressions of the people behind me, I can clearly understand from their exclamations one after another that their expressions must be wonderful.
I actually took a blow from the Ghost Face Spider, and I resisted it with strength alone, let alone other people, even I couldn't believe it.
Even at this moment, there is still a blank in my mind, I can't figure out how on earth I took this blow, and even more can't understand why I have to grab it.
However, since it has been taken, there is nothing to say!
I smiled coldly, slashed with a knife in my hand, cut on the foot, and cut the foot in half directly.
The ghost face spider let out a roar, trying hard to withdraw that foot claw, however, what has been in my hand, how can it be allowed to do whatever it wants!
I hugged the foot tightly with my left arm, and ran forward following its retracted trajectory. With a gritted teeth and a force, the Nakata sword in my right hand continued to cut, and the wound made a light click. There was a splash of green mucus, which was extremely stench.
These are the blood of mutant ghost face spiders.
The blood burst into my face and even my mouth without any difference.
I have to say that these green mucus not only smell bad, but they also taste terrible!
It smells like cow dung...
Don't ask how I knew it!
After a lot of effort, I held the chopped steps and stood less than five meters away from the ghost face spider. My whole person was about to become a green little green man, panting quickly, and staring back at the ghost face spider.
In contrast, the situation of the ghost face spider is a bit miserable. The original eight-legged spider has only six and a half left. Its two forelimbs have almost lost their fighting effect, and only the eight thicker long legs at the back—those that look different It's not like fighting.
The fortress-like ghost-faced spider roared again and again, and the six footsteps were raised high, and the belly and tail part instantly stretched in. I saw a small tube sticking out at the tip of its belly and tail, and then listened. Harold shouted: "Disperse, disperse!"
All the adventurers scattered on both sides for the first time, and I was the only one who looked at the tube in a daze.
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