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The mountain ghost suddenly lost his sense of reality.

It was like... it turned into rising smoke.

When the mountain ghost and the griffon collided together, their shapes became more and more erratic. Even Huai Shi felt as if he was about to evaporate as the stigmata moved.

It turned from solid to invisible liquid, and then formed a floating mist in the rapid movement.

This may be some kind of disadvantage or danger, but for some reason, I felt an indescribable joy in my heart, as if I had grown up again.

That's how it should be, that's how it should be.

From one to many, and then from many to become one again.

In the end, it was completely reduced to nothingness.

The countless surging vitality in the source material gradually became condensed in this consumption like fishing in the lake. The season went from midsummer to cold winter, and after throwing away the meaningless restlessness, the roots were implanted bit by bit. Under the Nine Lands.

Waiting for spring to come.

After being given life from death, the mountain ghost instinctively longs to return to death again.

And death is now close at hand.

The flame-shaped sword with frost fell down and collided with the electric light on the Sword of Virtue. Huai Shi took a step back, turned around, and deftly removed the terrifying power from the sword blade. During the spin, the ax blade emerged. , as the palm of the hand is wiped, the electric light exerted by the enchanted gloves lights up from the ax blade.

Huai Shi raised his wrist and slashed it towards the griffon knight's neck.

Bang!

The duel shield suddenly shook, and deep cracks appeared on it. The electric light spread, causing instant paralysis.

Huai Shi took another step forward, resisting the severe cold all over Richard's body. The sacrificial knife emerged from his thrown hand and penetrated into the gaps in the armor.

But then, amidst Richard's roar, the sacrificial knife was suddenly clamped and twisted.

Twist off!

The impact of the shattered source material made Huai Shi's eyesight go dark, and then he saw the flame-shaped sword in Richard's hand suddenly disintegrate - no, it should be said: it was transformed under the power of the soul and formed into a A bunch of source fire slashed towards his face.

This is an ability similar in nature to the Hand of Confinement. After the flame-shaped sword is transformed into the form of the source of matter, it binds the turbulent source of matter in the outline of the blade, forming a fleeting violent attack.

After consuming a weapon, it gained more than ten times its power in an instant.

cut!

Huai Shi retreated violently, and Yu stepped forward continuously, feeling as if his hamstrings were about to be torn. A sharp crack appeared on the gray windbreaker on his chest, and deep scratches were left on the internal source buffer layer. .

And the phantom-like pain has been engraved in his heart.

Without this piece of light armor, Huaishi would have been seriously injured in an instant, right?

But when Huaishi retreated to the limit and almost couldn't feel his feet, the power he had accumulated suddenly exploded. It's like a spring rebounding after being pushed to its limit.

Ignoring the embers of the Sword of Origin, Huai Shi flew forward.

From the livid hands, the spear of compassion suddenly emerged and penetrated forward.

Howl and explosion.

Richard took his time, as if he had expected it. After the duel with the big shield, he once again pulled out a heavy long knife and blocked it in front of him. In the next moment, the long spear rushed in, and with one blow, he defeated the hard-tempered defensive posture.

Must retreat.

He instinctively raised his heavy shield and wanted to react, but he didn't expect... Huai Shi was already close in front of him, and the spear in his hand turned into an ax blade with electric light at some point, aiming at his The neck was suddenly cut off!

Two shrill voices overlapped and turned into a perfect chord.

The visor cracked.

Amidst countless steel fragments flying, the third note sounded from the spine of the Sword of Virtue.

Richard's eyes widened subconsciously as he saw the expressionless young man lift the sword blade, stabbing it inch by inch from the frozen time, and penetrated into the cracks in the armor.

Wedge into the neck.

Swing horizontally!

As a result, the headless knight fell to the sky, and only one head flew up in the air, splashing blood.

die!

Death came suddenly, but the flagship of the 'Eye of Nightmare' in the sky did not respond. It quietly watched the outcome of this struggle and witnessed the immature people accepting death.

The duel is over.

At that moment, the figure hidden in the void suddenly jumped out.

The assassin who had been lurking for a long time crossed dozens of feet in one step. At that moment, the explosive force was still on top of Huai Shi's step, and he stabbed the dark green dagger in his hand towards Huai Shi's back.

It runs through the chest and protrudes from Huaishi's chest.

A line of sticky poisonous blood dripped.

Huai Shi raised his hand expressionlessly and threw the invisible ax behind him. In his shadow, the ghost jumped out, grabbed the ax blade whirling in the air, and slashed it towards the assassin behind Huai Shi.

Cut in half!

The screaming body fell to the ground and turned into two tragic pieces.

Huai Shi reached out and suddenly pulled out half of the dagger, leaving the other half soaked in poison in the back of her heart. She took the ax blade from the red-gloved hand and stepped on the assassin's chest.

"goodbye."

He whispered the back of the knife, and the ax blade fell.

The screams stopped abruptly.

The indifferent young man raised his head and looked into the distance.

On the distant railway track, on the roof of the speeding train, the sniper who had been crawling for a long time looked away from the scope as if he was electrocuted. He was overawed by the almost substantial darkness in his eyes.

The fleeting opportunity just slipped away from my hands.

He didn't dare to look anymore, and immediately threw the sniper rifle into the river next to him, got back into the car, returned to his position, and became an irrelevant tourist again.

Huai Shi withdrew his gaze and waited for a while. After no one came to challenge him, he turned and walked towards the white horse.

I saw a kicked body next to the white horse.

"Who is this?"

"I don't know." Ai Qing shook her head: "Come here and pick up something cheap."

Huai Shi nodded, casually pulled out the remaining half of the dagger from the front, threw it on the ground, applied a layer of silver blood potion, and looked up to the front: "How far is it?"

"Eighty kilometers, not far away."

Ai Qing asked: "Do you still want to leave?"

"Then let's go."

Huai Shi got on his horse and looked at the increasingly gloomy sky ahead.

In the gloom, there was faint lightning and thunder, illuminating the young man's dark eyes, but the dark void was empty, reflecting the fleeting thunder, and there was a faint iron light.

He said, "Let's continue."

So continue.

After walking down the elevated road and walking along the road, we saw the canyons between the mountains and the bridges above the canyons.

There was a rickety shadow standing on the bridge, exuding a foul odor, but in his hands was a large sickle that was very exaggerated compared to the monkey-like body.

The bone-white sickle is full of gaps, which makes people feel chilly.

Under the disheveled hair, the pair of black and white pupils burned to blood red the moment they saw them, and after a strange scream, they pounced straight up.

His legs are actually anti-joints!

It's more like a beast than a human being.

collapse!

The sweeping sickle blade came to an abrupt stop in front of Huai Shi.

On the white horse, the sword of virtue was pressed against the handle of the sickle. Huai Shi slowly raised her eyes and stared into his blood-red eyes.

"Only you?"

The monkey-like weirdo didn't speak, but still screamed, raised the sickle in his hand, and chopped again.

But the man on the white horse stood up and suddenly kicked his hoof towards him.

The enemy flew out backwards, but before he hit the ground, Huai Shi appeared in front of him, his sword slashed down, and an arm flew up.

In the blood spurting, another arm actually popped out from the wound, and suddenly grabbed Huai Shi's face, digging out two blood marks. The legs of the sickle holder fell to the ground, the sickle swept across, and the sharp sound of steel friction sounded.

The lightning flashed and the ax blade slashed.

The bone-white sickle broke, and the weirdo opened his mouth to scream. Then he saw Huai Shi stepping in, and the sacrificial knife thrown out of his hand was nailed into his mouth, sucking blood crazily.

In an instant, that dirty face withered away.

The next moment, the ax blade was raised and chopped down.

The head flew out.

The enemy falls to the ground.

Concerned about the terrifying regeneration ability, Huai Shi waved his hand, dropped a pack of metal fuel, and snapped his fingers.

The flames rose. In the raging fire, the monkey-like monster struggled wildly, screamed, and in the end, was completely burned to ashes. Only a withered head was left. He opened his eyes wide and stared at Huai Shi.

Huai Shi raised his ax and chopped it into pieces.

die.

He raised his hand, smoothed the scars on his face with the silver blood potion, and looked into the distance.

Seventy kilometers.

He turned around and took up the white horse, "Let's go."

"Um."

Ai Qing nodded.

They kept walking.

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On the top of the mountain in the distance, two men in black suits stared at everything here with binoculars. When they saw that the monsters they sent were killed so easily, they couldn't help but frown.

"Not fast enough?"

"The speed is enough, but the skills are not perfect, and the fusion of animality is too much..."

"There is still one spare, do you want to continue?"

"The purpose of actual combat drills is to find flaws. Once the flaws are found, there is no need to mix things up."

"Let's go then?"

"Um."

They picked up the briefcase beside them and turned to leave.

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Huaishi is still moving forward.

Fifty-two kilometers away, outside Mingguang Town, I saw a huge beast crawling at the foot of the mountain.

The eight-legged spider-like limbs were covered with heavy steel armor. Venom slowly dripped from the mouthparts. The violent chemical toxin melted the stone into liquid, and the pungent stench spread.

On the back, a woman with dense tattoos on her skin raised her eyes, holding a hook-like spear and a short knife.

Seeing the arrival of Huai Shi and the others, he slowly raised the weapons in his hands.

"I've already cleaned up the surroundings. Don't worry about your woman." She said in jerky Dongxia dialect: "Come here."

"Although she is no one's woman, thank you anyway."

Huai Shi smiled, casually threw the sacrificial knife to Red Glove, and asked him to guard Ai Qing. After standing a little further away, he raised the spear of mercy in his hand and held it tightly.

Without any warning, a large dark green web spurted out from the mouth of the spider-shaped beast, and its sharp blade feet trampled on the ground, roaring towards Huaishi.

The spear of compassion was raised, and from the fragrance of iris, the dim electric light lit up, reflecting the sudden thunder in the sky above, and thrust forward!

The white horse neighs, steps forward, throws himself into the trap!

Immediately afterwards, with the rapid and fierce piercing, the entire net and restraints were torn apart, and it slammed into the spider-shaped beast.

The long hook and the spear of mercy collided in the air, causing sparks to form from the friction.

At the moment of intersection, the short knife in the woman's hand swung out horizontally.

Swift as lightning.

Huaishi was too late to stop him!

I don't want to stop it either.

In his hand, the ax blade fell again, smashing the helmet of the spider-shaped beast with great force, and its head was smashed into pieces. The short knife slashed across the front of his throat and tore the raised collar of the windbreaker, leaving a bone-deep crack in his throat.

But then, the cracks were closed, and Huai Shi's palm was wiped across, and it was forcibly continued.

When the mount was hacked to death, the rider staggered involuntarily, and then he saw the sword of virtue stabbed by Huai Shi, piercing her through the saddle.

Tear your heart out!

The woman with tattoos on her face seemed to feel no pain. The long hook in her hand suddenly softened and entangled itself with Huai Shi like a snake. The short knife in her other hand stabbed again!

collapse!

The angry ax swept across and chopped the softened long hook into pieces. It was as powerful as breaking bamboo and chopped the short knife into pieces along with her arm.

Immediately afterwards, he raised his arm, the ax blade drew an arc, and slashed downward!

cut!

The two sides passed each other, and blood spurted out.

From Huaishi's chest and the rider's shoulders.

The white horse ran forward for a while, then looked back at Huai Shi. Huai Shi patted its neck, and it snorted and jogged back again.

Ai Qing raised her head and stared at the bone-deep wound on Huai Shi's chest. Her expression did not change much and she just asked: "Continue?"

"continue."

Huai Shi replied calmly, stretched out his hand and pulled her onto the horse.

They moved on.

Amid the increasingly dense thunder, the sky in the distance gradually darkened.

It is going to rain.

There are still fifty kilometers to go...