Chapter 620 Hundred Thousand Blood
Swish!
The 40-meter-long bone blade stopped, and stopped on the right side of Shen Heilian's neck, about a few millimeters away.
The cold touch and sharp texture made Shen Heilian's body covered with goose bumps, and she swallowed nervously.
She was not the idiot behind her. She knew Fang Yu's strength and how terrible Fang Yu was!
Going against Fang Yu, isn't that courting death?
She had just escaped death yesterday, and now she was not ready to die.
At this time, Fang Yu's voice had already sounded.
"I know it's you, otherwise, do you think your head can still hang on your neck?"
Fists, clenched.
Shen Heilian was angry and helpless at this moment.
Not to mention that her injuries were not healed now, even if she was in her prime, she was not this man's opponent.
Taking a deep breath, she tried to speak calmly.
"I'm working for Lord Qiu now, and you suddenly barged in, which is bad for me and Lord Qiu!"
It was clear that a day or two ago, you had nothing to do with the righteous army, but now you are using the righteousness of the righteous army to suppress others...
Shen Heilian herself felt strange.
But this trick is really effective.
The bone blade on her neck suddenly turned into a pile of bone powder, like corrosion and weathering, and fell to the ground with a rustling sound.
As the 40-meter-long bone blade disappeared, Shen Heilian also hurriedly patted off the remaining white powder on her shoulder and looked at Fang Yu.
Fang Yu said at this time.
"I'm also doing my own thing, but don't worry, I'm done now, I'll take people away."
It's really convenient to just pat your butt and leave after causing trouble.
Do you really think that everything will be fine if you leave? The birthday banquet has been messed up!
Although Shen Heilian complained in her heart, she didn't dare to show it at all. She just jumped up and down, so as not to let Fang Yu see that she was not calm in her heart.
Fortunately, Fang Yu finished speaking, and his figure flashed, and he crossed with her, as if he was going to take over the two men who were holding him.
…
"Yu Ji!!"
With a loud bang, Yu Ji fell to the ground with his limbs and was pinned to the ground, unable to move, amid Lu Qiaochun's anxious shouts.
The one who pinned him down was the wine master who was standing on one foot.
"Master Wine did a good job, I'll come over and chop off his limbs, and see how long he can be so arrogant!"
Xibei He was overjoyed. He was almost humiliated by the two men just now. Now he finally got his place back, so he naturally wouldn't hold back.
With a flash of his figure, he gave up participating in the team that besieged Lu Qiaochun, and rushed directly to Yu Ji who was pinned to the ground.
Yu Ji:!!!
Yu Ji's pupils shrank, and he struggled hard, but to no avail!
The monk who was pinning him down was like a heavy stone, making him unable to get up at all! Not to mention that he was already seriously injured when dealing with the siege of the crowd just now, and now he is no longer in his prime.
Watching the hideous Xibeihe leap up and swoop down on him, the iron hands will tear his limbs into pieces like claws!
"Chun!!!"
Yu Ji shouted with all her might, but she couldn't come! Except Xibeihe and Master Jiu, everyone else was besieging Lu Qiaochun, so she couldn't spare a hand to rescue Yu Ji!
The whistling wind came over, and the sharp iron hands were already in sight. Yu Ji's veins bulged all over his body, roaring and roaring, but he only received a "Amitabha" from Master Jiu.
"No!!!"
Yu Ji screamed, almost in despair.
"Hahahahaha! Die!!!" In response, Xibeihe laughed wildly, and his claw-like hands almost grabbed Yu Ji's arm.
However, neither of them noticed that at the moment when Yu Ji cried out, when Xibei He wanted his hand.
The drunk monk who had been suppressing him suddenly changed color!
Retreat!
The drunk monk was retreating, but it was too late.
Sizzle! ! !
The left hand left the body and spun 360 degrees in the air.
When the blood splashed down, the figure of the drunk monk had retreated to a hundred meters away, more away from the battlefield than Mr. Huang.
"..."
The drunk monk's forehead was full of cold sweat, his breathing was abnormally rapid, and he looked at his left arm with a gloomy face. The neat and flat wound seemed to be cut vertically by something and separated from the body in an instant.
Looking forward again, Xibei He, who was supposed to swoop down and cut off people's limbs, was now like a wild bird with broken wings, being stepped on the head by one foot and firmly suppressed under the feet, not daring to move at all.
"Sir, spare my life!"
Xibei He completely gave up his dignity at this moment, crying and begging for mercy. He was obviously old, but his eyes and nose were running.
However, it was precisely because he was an old man and had been in the business for a long time that he knew more clearly how dangerous his situation was at the moment!
At this time, Jiuheshang also endured the severe pain of his broken arm and made a gesture of greeting with one hand.
"Amitabha, this donor, please spare me..."
Bang!
It exploded.
[Xibei He: 0/4588. ]
[System prompt: ...]
Xibei He's head was stomped and exploded, and blood splashed three meters away, interrupting Jiuheshang's next words.
Jiuheshang's second half of the sentence was stuck in his throat and swallowed back.
When he raised his eyes and looked at Fang Yu again, his eyes unconsciously showed a little more fear and fear.
Gurgle. He swallowed, not even daring to raise his hand to wipe the sweat from his forehead, and said hurriedly.
"Donor, I am from Jiuyang Temple..."
Wind.
The drunk monk only felt the wind.
The wind made his face tremble, and then, his neck was instantly pinched and lifted up.
A distance of 100 meters, crossed in an instant!
Fast! Too fast!
Wood realm! Must be a wood realm warrior! !
The drunk monk trembled all over, but could hardly speak.
"Nine... Nine Yang..."
Crack!
Fang Yu frowned as he twisted his neck.
The feel was wrong.
It was like twisting a hard marble building, and the feeling of twisting it down was like twisting some of the stone.
He looked up at the blood bar of this guy, and sure enough, there was still more than a thousand blood left.
Fang Yu sneered and smashed the monk with a broken arm to the ground heavily.
Bang! !
This smash actually gave off the texture of stone, and the broken arm and flesh burst out, jumping like small stones.
What kind of skills, it's quite powerful.
Squat down and punch him in the heart!
Bang! !
The broken-armed monk's eyes widened on the spot, and he vomited blood with a wow sound. He couldn't even pretend to be a corpse.
"Spare me! Sir, spare me!"
Looking at Fang Yu's bloody fist and the terrifying fist mark that was completely sunken into his stomach, the broken-armed monk was completely panicked.
His miserable appearance at this moment was almost the same as that of Xibei He just now.
Fang Yu just tilted his head slightly and said, "Besieging me will cost you a price."
As soon as he finished speaking, his fist smashed directly at the broken-armed monk's head!
"Kill me! Jiuyang Temple will not let you go!!!"
Bang! ! !
The head, which looked like a stone, was smashed out with a large area of broken area, and the broken-armed monk's face was broken with blood and flesh, which was horrible.
At the same time, his blood bar was emptied, and the system prompt sounded.
[Drinking: 0/5999. 】
【System prompt: Congratulations to the player for killing [Jiu Bujie] and gaining 5 experience points. 】
【System prompt: [Jiu Bujie] is detected as a human, and the [Qing Yaoxue] bloodline talent is triggered. 】
【System prompt: Congratulations to the player for increasing the maximum health by 5999 points. 】
【System prompt: Humans kill each other, and resentment gathers into evil, entangled with the body. 】
People have bottlenecks.
The bottleneck of martial arts is not something that everyone can cross.
There are too many people who are stuck in front of the bottleneck, stuck at the limit of human power, and stuck at the limit of personal potential.
If you want to go further, you can either become a believer, or a demon warrior, or find another way.
But the realm is the realm. If you can't cross the realm, you will always be inferior to others.
"Jiuyang Temple."
Fang Yu plans to ask Monk Quan Heng after returning. The origin of this Jiuyang Temple is all monks. Maybe Monk Quan Heng knows something.
"Dead, dead?! Master Wine and Lord Xibeihe are both dead!!"
Someone discovered the situation here and screamed in fear.
Mo Jueli, who had almost defeated Lu Qiaochun, turned around and saw this scene. His face changed drastically and he was almost scared out of his wits.
She was at most at Xibeihe's level, and couldn't compare with Master Wine.
As a result, even Master Wine was in the hands of that young man, so how could he be his opponent!
Looking back at Mr. Huang, in Mr. Huang's stunned and terrified expression, Mo Jueli suddenly pulled back. In a few ups and downs, he had already rushed to the edge of the courtyard wall, jumped up, crossed the courtyard wall, and disappeared from everyone's sight.
A series of actions, as smooth and natural as flowing water, made the other people present not even react to what happened, and Mo Jueli had already left the scene.
"Lord, Lord..."
Yu Ji looked at Fang Yu with a complicated expression.
In the last breath, he was still facing the life-and-death crisis of being tortured by a broken limb, and in the next breath, the crisis was resolved, and even the enemy had been killed.
Everything happened too fast, so he was a little unresponsive.
The main reason was that the crisis just now was too great, which made him a little dazed.
For a warrior, a broken limb is almost equivalent to destroying his future in martial arts! It is a very serious injury!
It can be said that if he breaks a limb, he can't expect to be of much use in the rebellion in the future.
"My lord..."
Lu Qiaochun is stronger after all, and he resisted the siege of everyone, but he looks tired, and it is obvious that he didn't fight well. The combat power of 5,000 blood seems to be a bit watery.
"Monster, monster!"
"Run, run, run! We are definitely not his opponent!"
"Even Master Jiu... Mr. Huang, I'm sorry, we'll go first!"
"He's back, what about Lord Shen Heilian? And that demon... Could it be that they've already..."
Everyone was about to scatter, and Mr. Huang's body froze, letting the two children protect him, his mind blank.
And at this moment, Fang Yu, the murderer in everyone's eyes, suddenly did something that everyone didn't expect.
He helped his men up, ran over, picked up the woman, and then tiptoed, jumped up, climbed over the wall, and left the Huang Mansion directly!
What's going on?
He's obviously the winner? If we have to run, we should run?
Unable to understand, or even understand what happened, everyone stopped running, at a loss, looking at each other.
There was one person who hesitated and said, "Could it be that the guy's target...isn't it us, or Mr. Huang?"
As soon as these words came out, everyone immediately remembered that when this person broke into the hall, he asked for the piano and sword by name. Other than that, it seemed that he had no intention of causing any trouble to other people. It was just them. I am just being sentimental and under the instructions of Mr. Huang, I just want to go against this person...
Emotions, are we seeking death ourselves? ? ?
At this time, Mr. Huang also collapsed on the ground, gasping for air, feeling as if he had escaped from death.
He thinks he has friends all over the world, and is closely related to many masters in Thunder City, but who would have thought that he would be useless among the masters!
The inexplicable kid suddenly appeared and killed all the masters he knew. They were all a mob!
"Oh? It seems that I came back a step late. Mr. Huang, do you still want to hold this birthday party?"
At this time, a clear female voice suddenly came. When everyone looked back, they saw that Shen Heilian, with some demon meat stuck to his body and covered in blood, was back.
"Shen... girl."
Mr. Huang spoke with a complicated expression.
As for the birthday banquet, it must be... impossible.
…
The two big demons allowed more than 30 attribute points to be directly collected.
It can be said that it is a super bumper harvest!
The previous few misses, or the low returns from the few ten-thousand-blood demons, were all made up for by these two demons!
It can be said that Fang Yu is in a very good mood now!
This efficiency is not at all slower than when releasing evil energy to attract demons to die.
Look at the health value again.
[Life: 104561/107257. 】
The health value has directly exceeded the 100,000 mark!
In addition to the blood contributed by two experts with four or five thousand, there is also some blood given by little Karami who fell to death during the gas explosion.
But just now, because the whole body bone armor was not on for protection, when directly exchanging blood with the demon, the blood volume dropped significantly.
In addition, there is a series of non-stop battles. Although the blood can be restored, the battle connection is tight, so the blood recovery efficiency is not high, so the blood line is not restored.
However, the blood volume has already exceeded the 100,000 mark. Fang Yu almost doesn't care about this loss of blood volume.
I feel that I can be more lavish, but my previous style of play was still too worrying.
I am different from regular warriors. I have demon-level blood volume, and I am not afraid of being injured at all. For those low-level demons, I can just inject damage directly, and my efficiency can be greatly improved, so as not to end up with two subordinates like this time. I almost almost got raped.
He took out the evil-breaking object [Dragon Soul Seal], which was like an official seal and a jade seal. As soon as he put it in the palm of his hand, the evil energy in his body was quickly swept away. In a few seconds, everything was cleared away, and he felt relaxed.
[System prompt: Be harmonious and calm, evil thoughts dissipate, and you feel light. 】
Easy to use!
The effect is still strong!
It is worthy of being an evil-destroying item specially designed for entering evil-gathering places. Its strength is very high, and it is not at the same level as the previous Soul Clothes Cut Sleeves.
Without the worries of killing people, Fang Yu suddenly felt that he no longer had to tie his hands and feet to do many things, and he could do it freely!