Chapter 345 How Despicable! (4000)

Ding ding ding! Ding ding ding!

The crisp and melodious metallic sound was like spring water jumping, and the metal wires were like water droplets scattered all over half of the park. The tip of the silk thread pierces into the surrounding environment like a fishhook, tough and firm. Either nailed into the concrete floor, drilled into tree trunks, or wrapped around flower bed seats and street lamps.

In the darkness from all directions, countless threads were woven into dangerous nets, covering the prey.

The street lights are dim and can occasionally illuminate a small area. At this time, you can see cutting wires flashing in mid-air like a swarm of fireflies. Their number has completely exceeded one hundred.

Beside the fountain, the beholder's legs were spread apart in a lunge, leaning slightly across his body. The cross sword in his hand was held in an upright position in front of his chest, and the black flames covered most of his body.

His cloak had been blown off by the strong wind, and his long blood-red hair was dancing wildly. The black straps blocked his eyes, making it impossible to detect the surrounding situation with the naked eye. However, there is always a vague and cold gaze staring straight ahead, projecting towards Yamos.

Tens of meters apart, Shota, suspended three meters in the air, turned into a young man. His height reached 1.8 meters, revealing his long and well-proportioned muscles. Her half-long black hair was tied behind her back with metal wires, forming a ponytail. Due to the angle, the round-frame gold glasses reflected the moonlight and looked completely white.

Yamos spread his legs and stood on two slightly shining metal wires. He tidied up his white gloves and looked down at the beholder diagonally below.

"I feel the murderous intention in you. Do you want to kill me? Hahaha, the facts will only be contrary to your wishes..."

The beholder seemed to be smiling slightly.

"Of course I want to kill the famous God of Death. When you were at your peak, you made our organization miserable. You hunted five core members in a row for ten years, which is impressive enough. But it's a pity that you are old. This situation Can the body still support the third stage? I'm afraid it will collapse as soon as I step into it. "What's more, the Spiral Eye Sword is in my hand, an ancient combat treasure. You don’t know how much the strength of level opponents has increased..."

锔锔锔!

Suddenly there was a metallic roar in the air, and Yamos was caught off guard. He jumped down from three meters in the air and swung his hands in front of his chest like wolf claws.

"Secret technique, heavy rain!"

The silver metal threads are like violent rain, carrying extremely ferocious tremors and cutting power. Cut open the air and fly towards the beholder! This time a whole house will be cut apart!

"Secret technique, red flame flower!"

The beholder stepped back suddenly, and the slightly raised heel suddenly exerted force. The whole figure swayed and turned like a dance, and the cross sword in his hand also waved.

A spiral sword flower is formed above the body.

Black as ink, jumping like fire.

Each petal is like an icy sword cutting through the sky. They are densely packed together to form a fire flower.

As for why the color is obviously black, but the prefix is ​​red. It's because under normal circumstances, if the beholder's sword passes through the red flames, the enemy will be instantly dismembered by the crazy sword light.

The pieces of flesh, meridians, and blood exploded into a red mist of blood.

It can be seen that this move is extremely lethal.

Ding ding ding ding!

The Spiral Eye Sword collided with hundreds of Arashi's threads rapidly, causing a series of tooth-wrenching friction and cutting sounds.

In the golden and red sparks that exploded, the dense sword light collided with the steady stream of metal wires. The powerful cutting and trembling force was entangled with the strange black flames.

The beholder's entire body seemed to be enveloped in golden fireworks, and his hands quickly chopped out the afterimages, creating arcs in the air. There was a scream that ripped through the air all around him. At a certain moment, he suddenly lunged forward and shattered several floor tiles with his kick.

The whole person almost turned into a black straight line, running straight through the body of Yamos who controlled hundreds of metal wires to fight.

"Secret technique, bone-eating!!!"

The spine of the beholder's body curved as it ran wildly, like a tough bowstring that was tightened, accumulating huge power.

Whoosh!

He stabbed out with his sword and it seemed to turn into a shooting star.

The moment the body rebounded, the entire arm of the beholder, including the Spiral Eye Sword held in his palm, turned into an arrow.

bite! ! !

A dense metal grid blocks the front.

The eye sword still stabbed forward, and the park suddenly resounded with a sharp metal friction sound that could almost pierce a person's eardrum! Nearly a thousand silk threads from all directions were pulled taut by a huge force at the same time. Trembling suddenly, it pulled and retracted towards the center of Yamos. Long, narrow and deep marks were plowed on the ground, street lamps and chairs were dragged and cut off, a small half of the white stone fountain was destroyed and water poured out, and more than a dozen trees were broken at the same time.

In a remote corner, hiding in the shadows, Simone's pupils tightened. A dozen meters in front of him, there was a silk thread wrapped around a flower bed with a diameter of two meters. With that impact just now, the metal wire cut the flower bed in half horizontally. The upper and lower halves are misaligned, as if they are two rings.

On the left side, two more silk threads were pulled back. A black car parked on the side of the road was cut into three large pieces.

Cement and metal seem as fragile as tofu.

It would only be easier if it were cut on the human body.

And this is only one percent of the destructive power shared by the collision between the two. It is hard to imagine how terrifying the combat strength of the two who fully bear the power on the front battlefield is.

"Is there really such a huge difference between the fighter level and the level below the fighter? I have also sparred with the fighter-level elders in the sect, and the gap did not present an insurmountable terrifying gap in front of me. So there are only two possibilities..."

Simone completely put away a trace of pride in his heart: "Either the elders in the sect took my identity into consideration and held back. Or those two are fighters among fighters, the best among the best..."

"Based on past experience, it is obviously the second one."

He looked up suddenly and immediately saw the two entangled figures flying backwards against each other, as if they had fought a move.

The black-robed man on the left glided at a low altitude, like a meteor flying close to the ground. The long sword in his hand suddenly stabbed down, and it sank deeply into the ground by one-third, providing huge resistance. Even so, the Eye Demon still flew out more than 20 meters. The spiral eye sword also plowed a narrow mark on the cement floor.

On the other side, Amos was caught by a large metal net behind him, and the silk thread was pulled to the limit. Two tree trunks that served as fixed brackets could not support it and were directly pulled off.

Clang!

The spiral eye sword was pulled out from the ground and pointed diagonally to one side. The eye demon stood tall and walked towards the opposite side step by step.

"So... Death God Amos, you have really aged over the years. You have fought with me for so long, but you still refuse to enter the third stage. I guessed right, your body can no longer support it, and it will collapse once you want to recover to your peak state!"

He walked slowly forward, his two unusual eyes staring at Amos. All over his body, thick black mist was steaming, like a ball of pouring frost.

That was the mellow spirit of a top fighter, expanding in all directions like liquid, showing a wanton attitude. As a fellow fighter, he could easily sense the other person's emotions from his aura. Now the Eye Demon's aura revealed three messages: intolerance, excitement, and murderous intent.

"Amos, today, I'll take you there!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he ran forward. The sword in his hand dragged a black arc in the air.

Thirty meters away, Amos's body was pulled up by dense silk threads, his head drooped slightly, and there seemed to be a trace of blood at the corner of his mouth. It seems that in the collision between the God of Death and the Eye Demon, the incomplete form of the God of Death was ultimately at a disadvantage.

On one side, he was injured and exhausted, while on the other side, he was full of murderous intent and momentum. At the moment, the winner was almost decided.

Simone held his breath and watched this scene excitedly.

The Eye Demon rushed towards Amos like a black ball of light.

Suddenly, Amos raised his head and said, "Your analysis is good. Don't analyze it next time..."

He hunched over at a speed visible to the naked eye.

In an instant, he turned into an old man, with wrinkles all over his face, a thin body, and gray hair. He looked a little laborious in his movements, and his hands were pulling the silk thread very slowly.

Although he was about to die, the Eye Demon's heart was alarmed, and all the muscles in his body were tense and exerted.

"The third form of the God of Death! The black machine steward in peak state! He can clearly enter, why has he not been able to use it in the series of fights just now! Something is wrong, there is something strange!"

At this moment, the sense of crisis in the Eye Demon's heart almost burst out. That sense of uneasiness and danger was approaching rapidly.

"Eye field!"

He instantly activated the maximum ability of the spiral eye sword. The spherical accessory at the end of the hilt, a metal ball in the shape of an eyeball, released a strange red light. The huge and terrifying energy expanded and exploded like a mushroom cloud, sweeping a large area around.

The night fell into a void in an instant, the moonlight faded, and only the pure darkness remained. It was as if he had come to the void of the universe.

Only a red pupil was suspended in the air.

That was the eye of the spiral eye sword, and also the eye of the eye demon. Under the gaze of this illusory pupil, everything around him became slow motion, and all the noise was filtered out.

The rolling of gravel, the friction of leaves, the rotation of airflow, the collision of silk threads, all of these disappeared in an instant. Only one sound became louder and louder, that was the dull and heavy footsteps.

It was like an elephant running wildly in the wilderness.

Every time he stepped on the ground, it seemed to be greeted by an explosion.

The red eyeball in the sky immediately looked in that direction. Because it was a bird's-eye view, the eye demon could see the whole picture. A huge hole was knocked out of the park wall at the edge, and then the whole forest seemed to be shoveled out of a straight cavity tunnel by a bulldozer. The soil splashed violently, trees fell, and the footsteps left holes as big as millstones.

Because time slowed down in the eye field, it was clear that the splashing soil and fallen leaves and the whistling airflow formed a human-shaped cavity. Following the cavity, the eye demon saw himself and the violent muscle golem fifteen meters away.

The man was running at full speed, and his whole body reached a terrifying height of two meters and five. The rock-white muscles all over his body were like heavy armor, with perfect contours. The limbs carrying the tension of movement were like four thick marble pillars.

In slow motion, the giant's golden hair danced wildly and frantically, and the airflow from his nostrils actually formed two long white rays. It whistled in the air, making the sound of an elephant.

His eyes were already locked on the Eye Demon not far away, and there seemed to be real flames in his eyes. His face was a strange smile, and the corners of his eyes seemed to reveal a sense of hunger. His mouth was wide open, revealing the white fangs inside.

This was clearly the expression of a beast that couldn't wait to eat people!

Excited, happy, and with a morbid hunger!

The Eye Demon watched him rolling over like a tank, his burly body deflected to the right, and his strong arms compressed backwards like a bowstring. The large muscles around his shoulder blades were stretched to the extreme, and the blue veins on them, like tree branches, crawled around like black snakes.

This was the most plain and unchanging punching posture.

A straight punch!

But the Eye Demon knew. If he was hit, his body would explode on the spot. Just like a person hit by a dozen styles of red flame flowers, there would be nothing left of his skin, muscles, and even bones.

"The reason why Amos didn't enter the third stage is that he has been fighting me with the weak situation in the second stage, even at the cost of injury. It turns out that he is stalling for time! The Black Organization has another top fighter-level fighter coming!"

"How despicable!!!" The Eye Demon cursed wildly in his heart.

He took advantage of the time in the eye domain to quickly analyze the current specific situation. The attack of a top fighter was ready to go, and Amos seemed to be brewing a killing move. No matter how the Eye Demon calculated, he couldn't figure out how to survive in the pincer attack.

From all angles and factors, he is almost certain to die!

Unless, unless he really died last time!

However, that also means that he almost handed over a fragment of the door to someone else! And to really experience the feeling of death once! He was unwilling and reluctant. The Eye Demon felt that he could fight again and gamble on the probability of survival. Finding the escape route with the greatest chance, and then exerting means and trying his best, it is not necessarily hopeless.

If it really doesn't work, it's still time to use that secret technique at the last moment. No matter what, staying alive is the most important thing!

Buzz!

The scope of the eye suddenly shrank, from almost covering half of the park to a point, and instantly disappeared into the cross sword.

The pupil metal ball on the hilt of the sword glowed red.

The eye demon instantly raised the sword, bowed, and bent over. The spiral eye sword in his hand, which was emitting terrifying black light, rotated and slashed out.

The more than ten-meter-long sword swallowed the light and glided rapidly.

"The ultimate secret, the black abyss is destroyed!"

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