Chapter 1508 We Meet Again

This time, the fat man was not excited to think that Master Shui was dead again, because he was full of confidence in Master Shui's vitality. In fact, after the mud giant's head was smashed, a figure flew out. After Master Shui landed, he took a few steps back to stabilize his body. Sticky green blood flowed from his head, and he looked quite embarrassed.

Wu Yingying also wanted to help when she saw this, but was shouted back by Master Shui: "No need! Master, I am more than enough to deal with these cats and dogs!"

Wu Yingying was seriously injured and had not recovered yet. She was just holding on for a breath. Even if she was willing to take action, she could not change the situation. Master Shui also knew this.

The mud giant was destroyed. Facing the situation surrounded by enemies, Master Shui used countless thick vines to deal with it, but the vines were obviously powerless when facing enemies of this level. He could only repel these guys but could not kill them.

In the fierce battle, a figure dodged the vines at a very fast speed and rushed towards Mr. Shui. This was an old man with a heavy sword. The old man held a heavy sword that was almost as long as his body. The heavy sword had no edge and was more like a mace when wielded. He took the hard way of breaking the enemy with force.

What was even more terrifying was that the old man's eyes had completely rotted away and his face was covered with corpse spots. However, this long-dead corpse showed amazing strength. He actually broke the vine wall that Mr. Shui had finally condensed with one blow. There was no doubt that the old man's strength was also top-notch among the remaining group of people.

Seeing the heavy sword crushing him, Mr. Shui was also beaten fiercely. He saw Mr. Shui fiercely slapped the skinny man who was bullying from the left and blew up half of his body. Then he pointed another finger at the old man with the heavy sword. At the same time, his other hand grabbed a young seedling on his head and tore it off with force.

This set of moves was smooth and the effect was immediate. The old man with the heavy sword slowed down uncontrollably, and then the gray cloth robe on his chest bulged, and something kept squirming inside.

The next second, the long gown was torn, and a young seedling exactly the same as the one on Mr. Shui's head broke out of his body. The seedling grew very fast, and in a few breaths, it drained the old man with the heavy sword's strength. The old man could no longer hold the sword in his hand. After abandoning the sword, he staggered a few times, fell to the ground, and died.

Compared with Wu Yingying, the old man with the heavy sword lasted much shorter. From this, it can be seen that the level of these people in front of him is not as good as that of the Great River Lady, but relying on the large number of people and the strange abilities, it did cause a lot of trouble to the injured Mr. Shui.

Master Shui used this move again and gasped heavily. If he was in his prime, he would still have a chance of winning against these guys. However, in this haunted building, his strength was also suppressed. As one thing increased while the other decreased, he was becoming more and more powerless. If another guy like this joined the battle, he would be in danger today.

Moreover, he had to divide his energy to look after Jiangcheng Dahe Niangniang and others.

Master Shui was in danger. The decisive battle between Wu and the president was also in full swing. The president seemed to be better at using the black fog wrapped in despair to attack from a distance, and Wu repeatedly broke through the black fog with the knife, but it was also very difficult to get close to the president.

The snow-white knife light and the desperate roar from the black fog filled the entire battlefield with a sense of killing. The battle between the two was even more tragic than the battle between Master Shui and his disciples.

After Wu Ying endured the bite of the black mist and left another scar on the president's arm, the president's silver eyes finally burst out with an unconcealable murderous intent, and then a strange light emanated from his body.

Wu put away his knife and retreated, looking at all this coldly.

"I didn't want to do this, but you are more difficult to deal with than I thought." The president stared at Wu, "But... that's it."

As soon as the voice fell, the president's body, that is, the body that showed the face of Shao Tong, began to twist strangely, first the facial features, then the limbs, the twisting range was not large, but it looked particularly strange, like... like something was about to get out of the body.

The next second, a translucent arm suddenly struggled out of Shao Tong's arm. This dreamy scene was like shedding a shell, and then the head, body... It was hard to imagine that a translucent human figure actually crawled out of Shao Tong's body.

What's even more bizarre is that Shao Tong seems to have regained consciousness at this moment. The great pain of his body being torn apart made him scream. Jiang Cheng keenly noticed that the silver eyes in Shao Tong's eye sockets disappeared.

"What a terrible ability, this is his true body." Wu Yingying subconsciously blocked in front of Jiang Cheng. The newly appeared guy brought her great pressure.

Fatty and others stared at the newly appeared human figure in a daze, and couldn't help but sighed, is this the president of the Night Watch?

The newly appeared human figure gradually solidified. This person was not very old, and his body shape was similar to Jiang Cheng. There was no angularity on his soft and unfamiliar face, and there was an indescribable nobleness between his eyebrows.

The contrast was in the rare pair of silver eyes, like two cold moons embedded in the eye sockets. Looking at it for a long time, it actually made people's steps unreal, as if they were about to plunge into the cold moonlight.

"Don't stare into his eyes!" Mr. Shui reminded loudly.

This was also the first time Jiang Cheng saw the real body of the president. The last time they fought was in the dream in Xixie Mingshan. If it weren't for Wu's hint to break the situation, the consequences would be disastrous.

The president's eyes passed Wu and looked at Jiang Cheng from a distance. A strange light kept flashing in his silver eyes. After a moment, the president suddenly smiled, "We meet again, Ling."

"Again..." Jiang Cheng frowned slightly. He actually noticed a hint of complexity in the eyes of the Night Watchman's president, and there was a hint of misery in the complexity.

He didn't understand why, now that the two were mortal enemies, they would have to fight to the death when they met.

The president waved his hand and Shao Tong, who was still trembling in severe pain, was moved away. The next second, he rolled to the ground, but it seemed that he was lucky and fell into the pile of corpses without being injured.

"This body binds me. Now I feel much better after taking it off." The president looked at Jiang Cheng and smiled: "But there is one thing I want to explain clearly, Ling, you didn't calculate me. I saw through your several attempts, but he just didn't cooperate."

The president looked at Shao Tong in the pile of corpses and said a little more seriously, "He is a talent, otherwise I wouldn't choose him. The person who communicated with you at the beginning of the mission was indeed him, but after he realized that I woke up, he began to resist me with his remaining consciousness, which allowed you to catch the flaw, but since it has come to this point, there is no need for him to live."

"Today, all of you will die here, including you, Ling." The president's expression suddenly became formal, "You owe me this."