Chapter 908 Carrion (Twenty-Seven)

We were having a good conversation, how can we say that we fall out when we fall out?

The situation in front of me suddenly changed, and I sighed deeply that people's hearts were not as old as before.

Is it so difficult to communicate calmly these days?

While sighing, facing the half-step envoy who had already copied the guy, Fu Qian was not polite and raised his right hand.

"It's very simple. Since people of the same generation talk about friendship, the Sa family won't be polite."

"Recently, I learned a new physical skill called Black Dragon Wave. I would like to ask Brother Awei to review it."

Physical black dragon wave?

When Ah Wei was thinking about the meaning behind the name, a strange-shaped animal head appeared in his field of vision, as dark as the void, with golden dots and lines inside.

...It’s really physics!

As a demigod, Awei's observation skills are naturally not limited.

He discovered immediately that it was not some special condensation of power, but simply twisted black tentacles.

The end of the tentacles exploded from the left arm of King Dayun Ming.

"Fancy!"

Facing this physical attack with obvious mental impact, Awei couldn't wait to express his disdain.

At the same time, he did not dodge or dodge, swinging the hook sword in his hand at an incredible speed.

Following his movements, bursts of pulses surged out of the space in front of him, and they actually gathered into a bunch, heading towards Fu Qian's attack.

As soon as the two came into contact, the invisible pulse did not seem to form a substantial obstacle.

However, the seemingly ferocious physical wave, with every step forward, seemed to have experienced countless years of ravage and quickly withered.

Soon ashes were flying, and the tentacles could no longer move forward.

"Competing with me here in pure consumption, I think you are crazy!"

Without stopping, Ah Wei's critical comments came at the right time.

"You don't think that I would be stupid enough not to use this gift because of your provocation, do you?"

It is obvious that the consumption of Bo is much less than before, because what consumes the opponent is flesh and blood, and he is essentially just leveraging the power of this field.

And out of a certain mentality, he is more than happy to let his opponents know this.

In the last breath, after thousands of confrontations, the other party seemed to finally understand this cruel reality, and the tentacles in the sky converged.

Even human figures disappeared from sight.

"This move is pretty good."

Awei didn't panic at all and laughed.

"Unfortunately, you showed it too soon."

As he spoke, Fu Qian, who was in the state of blood conquest, already felt some kind of restriction.

It's not that the movement has slowed down, nor is it the invisible lock of Xiu Meng.

If we must describe it, this area seems to be a condensation of pure concepts, rejecting all overlapping and parallelism.

If he forcibly keeps up the blood crusade, he will face a rapid loss of life with every step he takes.

Even after crossing a certain limit, death will directly come.

It's really a divine method.

There is no doubt that Brother Awei once again relied on "His" power to achieve such an effect.

Instead of directly locking yourself in, the entire field becomes an insurmountable boundary.

If you force yourself out, you will die directly. If you stay inside, you will die slowly due to erosion.

These two options... Fortunately, I am not prepared to choose either one.

"How does it feel, this is the real limit of death."

At this time, Ah Wei faced the air and spoke in a low tone.

"In fact, this is the real name of this field that those idiots don't know."

"Because the God of Death...is exactly his honorable name!"

In his increasingly impassioned tone, several invisible impacts hit his face.

Easily dodging Fuzen's air bullets, Facing the sudden appearance of his opponent, Ah Wei swung his sword up at the same time and knocked away a scarlet whip.

"You spend so much money to get close to me, why don't you dare to try it with your own hands——"

The last word was obviously pronounced because at this time he reached out and touched his neck.

Under the white feathers, there was actually a wound.

"What is this……"

Amid the strange feeling, Ah Wei knew that there were cuts like this all over his body, but he was very sure that there was no sharp blade scratching anywhere.

"This is my hand."

And the voice coming from under the opponent's mask didn't sound like he was in good condition either.

The King of Universiade who appeared again actually raised his hands and turned them over to display.

And there are also wounds on it.

Just when Ah Wei was sighing at the weirdness of this scene, the opponent's right hand was stained with the color of the tentacles just now, and he thrust it out without hesitation.

"good."

Ah Wei did not dodge, and without hesitation, the hook sword in his hand struck at the same position of his opponent.

However, this seemed like a lose-lose move, but something strange had already happened before the hand of King Dayun Ming came into contact with his body.

The familiar withering pulses quickly eroded it into ashes.

Ah Wei is not able to leverage this power only by relying on the weapons in his hands.

He just deliberately misled me in this regard.

Faced with such a situation, the right hand that was left with only a few stars in the blink of an eye showed no intention of taking it back.

In the final violent bloody light, Ah Wei's hook sword almost cut his opponent in half, and the shapeless stump of King Dayun Ming also penetrated his wound.

…

Feathers filled the sky. Fu Qian looked at the wounds on A Wei's internal organs from the critical attack, but instead of pursuing the victory, he took a step back with a strange gesture.

The wound on his waist was extremely deep, and there was a force that was frantically preventing the healing process.

Of course, the most serious injury he suffered was the few steps he took while running in the blood-conquering state.

A huge loss of vitality, no matter how you look at it, it is a percentage of blood loss.

"Very keen. No wonder he has the confidence to pry into secrets."

At this time, the sound of praise came from Awei's mouth, which had been hit hard in the gut, and it sounded full of energy.

And following his words, slender arms emerged from the wounds left by the critical attack on the internal organs.

As long as you take one step late, you will most likely be caught before paying.

Of course, this kind of hunting for novelty tricks is not the point, the point is...

Fu Qian looked down at his hands.

The strategy just now was very simple. The blood attack came close, creating wounds from old scratches, and then relying on the psychological inertia from the front to lure the opponent to exchange injuries for injuries, and finally ended with a critical attack on the internal organs.

Fu Qian always respects his opponents.

No matter how despised he was in his words, what he faced was essentially a being who was almost a divine envoy.

The problem now is that after some operation, the shot just now was indeed a solid hit.

However, the visceral critical hit that would cause even the True God to lose blood did not have the effect of causing serious damage.

To be more precise, when you take out the money with your own hand, the other person becomes more energetic.

"It's a pity...you don't know anything about death."

At this time, Ah Wei let out a long sigh.

"Death or life, there are more mysteries and charms than you can imagine."

…

Are you serious about this line?

There are two people in and two people out of the hospital today... The copy will end tomorrow.