Chapter 2828: Shuriken

Although the number of scars does not represent experience, it can explain many other meanings.
For example, for adventurers, likes.
There are only two possibilities for an adventurer who can leave so many scars on his body. One is that he is poor and cannot get effective treatment. The other is that he is too good at fighting and misses effective treatment.
The suspected ninja adventurer put me in the second category, but he was wrong because my scars were caused by poverty.
I remember that day, when I crawled hard in the sunset, that was my lost youth... a shit!
Obviously it happened four years ago. How can it become a youthful memory in the past four years?
I vomited in my heart, I continued to confront the suspected ninja adventurer.
I have to say that the other party is a cool guy, mysteriously dressed, cold eyes, cold dagger... the only hot thing is probably the blood flowing from his wound.
Of course, it does not rule out that blood is also cold. After hundreds of millions of years of evolution, the blood of the deep-sea tribe is very likely to be constant temperature or cold-blooded animals like other sea creatures.
But I know that the naga are cold-blooded animals.
The Poseidon is worthy of being the Poseidon, and it seems to have been out of the scope of human beings. At least I know that the blood of the Naga clan is red, and the blood of the creature in front of me turns out to be blue!
Blue blood!
Amazing!
As we all know, blood can actually be blue, but until just now, my concept of blue-blooded creatures has always been on horseshoe crabs, which is a simplified version of trilobites, and now, The horseshoe crab is no longer alone, because the blood of another creature is also blue-the Poseidon!
I just don't know if the Poseidon tribe and the horseshoe crab are related.
The blue blood didn't drip out much, but he stopped it with some strange medicine.
A special medicine that can completely stop bleeding in a short time...
My eyes were bright, if I could get this kind of prescription and sell it to medical institutions, I would definitely make a lot of money.
The premise is that the initial cost of this drug will not be very high.
While thinking like this, I took the initiative to attack.
Although my speed and attack power are not as good as the opponent's, and even my body style is not as good as the opponent's ghost, but I am not going to be indecent. The previous painful injury, I will use a knife to settle with you, and then the magic flame I haven't counted the burns with you yet!
The blades flickered, and a string of phantoms went straight to the face of the suspected ninja. I tried to smash his black mask with a blade that was condensed with killing intent in a fast attack.
However, although the opponent was injured, it was not severely injured, and it had little effect on the overall strength. No matter how fiercely I attacked, it would be difficult to drive him to a dead end.
Soon, my hard work gradually turned into nothingness, and all that was left was the thought of continuing to compete with the suspected ninja adventurer.
Maybe it was because I saw that I didn’t intend to continue the attack. Instead, he attacked me. The sword did not leave the point, and the sword went straight to the throat. I probably understood the number of his attacks. Since he hits the point, he can’t kill me. , Not as good as Xiaoshou.
For most creatures, the head and the heart are the most important organs. A suspected ninja adventurer cannot guarantee to destroy my heart without being hurt, so he can only attack my neck. After all Compared with the heart hidden in the chest cavity, the neck is more fragile and easier to handle.
I have to say that his thoughts are very accurate, because according to my own attempts and guesses, there are only two ways to kill myself at present, one is the scumbag, and the other is to scum.
With the strength of a suspected ninja adventurer, it would be difficult for me to blast me into a dregs, but it was not impossible for me to be the leader.
Hey, you deserve to be a killer.
However, my head is not something he can cut if he wants to. It has to pay some price, like now.
The moment we passed by, the mopping Odachi suddenly lifted, drew a strange arc, and cut the opponent's right waist at an extremely tricky angle.
As long as the cut hits, I can guarantee that his strength will drop by at least 30%!
But as soon as the blade cut into his body, an extremely unpleasant sensation surged into his heart--why was there no sense of cutting meat?
In the next second, a phantom appeared again and came straight to my neck.
"That's it! It's the afterimage!" With my vigilance, I hurriedly raised my knife to greet him. Xilan's demon knife pierced the person at the same sharp angle.
As long as the person who comes in does not change direction, I will be cut through with the tip of the knife, and I will definitely be chopped off my neck, but as long as I can’t get my head off, I’m confident that I can heal myself. Time will be torn to death by me!
Thinking of this, my gaze immediately became decisive, and I firmly gripped the hilt.
However, to my surprise and surprise, this figure is also an afterimage!
But... why does the afterimage act? And so lifelike?
Just when I was in a state of uncertainty, a third figure flashed past, and at the same time a deadly wind was engulfed.
I was vigilant, my upper body leaned sharply, trying to avoid the fierce wind, but my body was rushing forward and couldn't stop at all!
Blade light flashed, blood splattered everywhere.
I only felt a chill in the throat, and then the heat flowed out, and then my breathing became temporarily difficult, but this difficulty only lasted less than twenty seconds before it went smoothly.
Taking a deep breath, I stared at the figure five meters away, touched my neck, and licked the blood from my fingertips.
"Monster!" This was the first sentence the adventurer said after cutting my throat.
"You're a monster..." I retorted without showing any weakness, but found that my speech was leaking. Only then did I remember that the throat hadn't fully healed, so I closed my mouth again and compared my middle finger— —This is the universal language.
The suspected ninja adventurer's complexion changed slightly. He looked at me coldly and shook the dagger in the handshake. I guess he probably wanted to give me another fatal blow.
The facts were as I expected. Just as the throat was about to heal, he attacked me again. This time the attack was more fierce than the previous one. Dozens of swords flew out of his hand with the sword in his hand. Come out and shoot straight at me.
Just when I was about to knock down all the shurikens with the double knives in my hand, every shuriken that shot at me suddenly changed. One turned into five, and five into ten... ...In the blink of an eye, the number of shurikens exceeded two hundred!
"I'm going to peat! How can I hide this!"
I was shocked, while condensing the killing intent, while swinging the knife at extremely fast speed.
It must be too late to hide. More than two hundred shurikens are like barrages, and they are fast and anxious. Wherever I can dodge, the only way I can think of is to knock them down as much as possible. .
One less shuriken, one less injury!
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