Chapter 383: Cold-Blooded Heart

As if being pierced by a sharp sword, Duanmu Xiao's body suddenly stiffened, his hands pressed against his heart at the same time, his whole body trembling violently due to the pain,

"Tonight, is it the night of the full moon again... But, why did it come so early..."

The game in front of him was showing a game with an obvious change in atmosphere, but he had no way to continue watching, and he knew that Shura would definitely win.

With difficulty leveling his completely distorted face, he turned around, walked gently back to his room, and gently closed and locked the door. It was only a dozen meters away, and he gritted his teeth without making any unusual noises. A little bit of sweat dripped from hard work and patience fell to the ground.

The moment he closed the door, the expression on his face was completely deformed, his body was almost unable to stand due to the extreme pain, and his small body curled up into a ball.

Since half a year ago, he has experienced such pain once a month. The bone-piercing torture sometimes lasted for more than ten minutes, and sometimes even lasted for tens of minutes. , only one person knows.

Vaguely, he thought again of what the Duanmu family's "God of Medicine" Grandpa Huang said half a year ago.

"Grandpa Huang, tell me how long I can live..."

"One year..." The benevolent old man looked up to the sky and sighed, not daring to touch his eyes. Perhaps, God is really jealous of talents. His internal organs are being destroyed by a strange force every minute and every second. On a full moon night, that force will become even more violent.

He can't do anything.

"One year..." He silently read these two words, his eyes filled with mist.

"Grandpa Huang, don't tell others about this, okay? Mom, grandpa, neither."

Tears fell in strands, Huang Yishen wiped away his tears distressedly, closed his eyes and nodded. The eyes without the slightest impurity made him understand what he wanted to express. Now that he is exhausted, instead of letting his family suffer this misery, he would rather bear it all alone in the last year.

From that day on, Huang Yishen seldom walked out of his room, and almost never appeared in front of Duan Muxiao now, because he had no face to see him... He can heal everyone, but he can't heal this little one. The sky is full of geniuses. Every time he thinks of him, of the pain and despair he bears on his immature shoulders as a boy under three years old, he always bursts into tears.

Consciousness, the body is gradually torn and swallowed by the extreme pain like a storm. Before he fainted, he softly recited the oath engraved into his soul again...

I will make everyone I like...happy...

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Cold-Blooded Heart: Exclusive skill of the God of Slaughter. Once opened, it will temporarily annihilate all emotions in the heart, and the only belief is ruthless killing. Effect: Attack +100%, Defense +100%, Attack Range +100%, When attacking, no distinction is made between enemy and friend, all creatures within sight will become targets that must be killed, and at the same time automatically leave all teams. Skills cannot be turned off by themselves, until death.

His immortal... so perverted skills. Feng Xiao clenched his hands tightly. At this moment, Hentian could instantly kill him with just one skill. And his defense at this time can offset more than 8,000 damage.

The blood of the battle boiled because of it.

At this moment, Hentian's whole body was covered in bloody light, and he couldn't even see his face clearly, only his eyes shining with ferocious red light were so clear and terrifying. Under that bone-piercing horror gaze, Feng Xiao's heart trembled a little.

"Sura... beat him, I beg you to beat him."

A panicked and crying voice came to his ears, and he clearly remembered that it was Mei Yu's voice. At this time, her ten fingers were tightly twisted together, almost deformed due to excessive force unconsciously. She knew that if Hentian won, his next move would be to ruthlessly slaughter the arena...and then rush out of the arena, slaughtering every player he saw...

"I understand... don't worry."

Dare not to be careless again, the effect of Hentian's additional state at this time is almost comparable to that of his Xuanyuan Shengyan, and it is a terrifying state that will never disappear unless he is killed in battle.

It's amazingly persistent, for the sake of victory and dignity, he actually displayed such terrible crazy skills.

Bloody's gaze finally had focus, and immediately locked on him firmly. Feng Xiao's heart felt cold, he didn't hesitate anymore, and shot first, suddenly a red light flashed in front of his eyes, and a sword wind with bloody smell swept towards him. Facing a blow that could definitely kill him instantly, Feng Xiao immediately withdrew his move, withdrew his soul wings, and his body suddenly fell to the ground.

The original sweeping range of five meters has become ten meters, and the huge red arc is so shocking. With an almost crazy roar, Hentian, who missed a single blow, instantly found his target, Doomsday Huangquan raised it up suddenly, struck down in the air, and slashed towards Fengxiao.

Gritting his teeth fiercely, Feng Xiao didn't retreat but advanced, facing Hen Tian's falling body, a blazing slash pierced him.

"Guardian of the Evil Seal!!!"

A huge bombardment sounded above his head, although he resisted it perfectly, it caused Feng Xiao's body to tremble violently, before he could shock the terrifying attack power of this sword, Feng Xiao's flaming continuous slash had already pierced Hen Tian's body. At the same time, the moment his feet landed on the ground, the Shura thorn in his right hand flew out, nailing the shadow of Hentian to the ground.

Finally he let out a long sigh of relief, Feng Xiao's body retreated suddenly, and he retreated thirty meters away in the blink of an eye, the Xuanyuan sword turned into a Xuanyuan bow, and the storm-like arrows shot at Hentian who was struggling and roaring violently.

Six arrows per second. With Shura Huan's attack bonus, each arrow can cause more than 7,000 damage. The life of the God-killing Barrier is rapidly decreasing. However, what surprised Feng Xiao was that it took only three seconds for Hen Tian to break free from the shackles of the fixed image, and at the same time five "Death Roars" flew towards him.

The storm arrows continued, and Hentian's body was constantly being repelled. The roar just now was also interrupted. At this time, Hentian lost all his sanity, but he did not lose the consciousness of fighting. After being unable to break through the repelling of the Storm Arrow, his whole body flashed red, and his body appeared on top of Feng Xiao's head, and he slashed down with the sword again.

boom! ! !

The ground where Feng Xiao was originally standing was bombarded with a hole two meters deep. Feng Xiao, who jumped out of danger, turned his bow into a staff, drew a circle lightly with his right hand, and then flicked his fingers. Only he himself knows that this is actually the shape of a clock.

A small clock formed above Hentian's head and disappeared in an instant, hardly attracting anyone's attention. No one would notice that the moment the clock appeared, the only pointer on it moved in the opposite direction.

A situation that surprised and puzzled everyone happened. Standing up, raising his steps, raising his sword, attacking...People could clearly see every movement of Hentian, because his movements...became surprisingly slow, as if they were deliberately slowed down.

Feng Xiao easily dodged his God-killing Curse Resentment Slash, and the same clock appeared above his head, but the direction of the thin pointer was forward.

The world in front of me seemed to have undergone a huge change. The sprinting of Hetian, the movements of players waving their hands and turning their heads were much slower than usual, and even the voice became longer and distorted than usual. Even the flow of air seems to have become extremely slow.

However, in the eyes of all the players, his movements suddenly became extremely fast and violent in an instant, almost to an unacceptable level for them. Because that is definitely not just an increase in moving speed, but... just like fast forwarding when watching a movie.

The feeling of manipulating the flow of time is really wonderful.

The first time I used the "Time Finger Wheel", the effect was much better than Feng Xiao expected. One was slowed down and the other was speeded up. At this moment, he could clearly see every tiny movement of Hentian. He was very sure that as long as he didn't want to, he would never have the possibility of attacking him.

The pressure disappeared without a trace, Feng Xiao rushed up, and in an instant, two blazing combos bombarded him, and when Doomsday Huangquan was about to attack him, he jumped back and dodged, and then moved forward again Chong, in the gap between the seemingly "extraordinarily long" closing moves, there are two more blazing consecutive slashes.

There was almost no suspense in the battle. In Feng Xiao's eyes, Hentian at this moment was like a child holding a magic weapon. Although he had a powerful attack ability, it seemed that he could no longer hurt him. One minute is enough for him to break through his barrier and kill himself.

In just a few seconds, amidst a mass of red and yellow damage figures that were so fast that it was almost impossible to distinguish, the red barrier was completely broken.

Perhaps he just reacted from the sudden speed-up of everything in the outside world, felt the shattering of the protective barrier, and a dull roar like a ghost crying came out of Hetian's throat. Feng Xiao's forward movement was abruptly stopped, and his heart throbbed with extreme discomfort.

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