novelraw Chapter 171
Chapter 171
Chapter 171
Ye Wucheng squatted on the unfinished building, with the gray sky behind him, he didn't seem to feel the pain of the wound at all, and there was still that bloodthirsty smile on his face, which made people shudder.
The dangerous cells in Feng Mian's whole body were clamoring crazily, and he already felt the strong killing intent of the opponent who was close at hand.
He got up from the ground in an instant, called out the long sword and placed it in front of him, taking a defensive posture.
Ye Wucheng held the heavy saber, leaped in two from above, and slashed towards Feng Mian.
The saber air pierced through the air, bringing a gust of wind. Feng Mian held the blade with both hands, blocking the force of his slashing and resisting his attack.
But Ye Wucheng's strength was not consumed in the fierce battle, on the contrary, it was even more violent than before.
Under the pressure of the heavy knife in his hand, Feng Mian couldn't help trembling slightly, and the long sword in his hand hummed, his body was pressed down, and the force exerted by the opponent was simply terrifying.
Under the stalemate, the buff of the hibernation disappeared little by little, and it was about to enter a period of weakness.
The ground under his feet began to show cracks due to the strength in Ye Wucheng's hands.
Feng Mian gathered the strength of his body, and countless burning rockets appeared in the midair behind him, shooting towards Ye Wucheng through the air.
Ye Wucheng flipped his other empty hand over, and dozens of blue lightning bolts met the flying arrows, and exploded in mid-air, exploding into red and blue sparks.
He kicked Feng Sleeping in the chest, kicking him more than ten meters away.
Feng Mian's back was placed on the wall of the unfinished building behind him, and after a dull pain, he spit out a mouthful of blood.
Ye Wu Cheng flew forward, pierced his shoulder with a knife, and fixed him to the wall behind him.
He stepped on the gravel next to him, bent his other knee, bent down and patted Feng Mian's face provocatively.
"What's the matter? Drinking the blood and gaining the power is all that?" He was still bleeding, but there was a cold smile on his face.
Feng Mian grasped the blade and tried to pull out the knife stuck in his shoulder, but the result was that the heavy knife could not be moved even if his hand was cut.
Seeing this, Ye Wucheng viciously pushed the knife a little bit inward, piercing the wall deeply like cutting tofu.
The long sword landed in Fengmian's hand, and the originally burning flames became somewhat dim because of the gradual decrease in Fengmian's power.
Feng Mian mobilized all the supernatural powers in his body, and tried his best to launch the final blow.
Bi Fang suddenly soared into the air, the blade of the sword burst into a dazzling red light, and the red air flow lingered around him, stabbing at Ye Wucheng's chest with a murderous intent.
Ye Wucheng stepped back quickly to dodge, and the heavy knife in his hand was pulled out from the wall because of his movement.
Without the confinement of the heavy knife, Feng Mian's shoulder finally broke away from the wall, and the blood that flowed out instantly stained his collar red, and he slid down from the wall.
After Ye Wucheng dodged that blow, he turned around and didn't give Feng Mian the slightest chance to breathe.
Several bolts of lightning flew out of his hands, Feng Mian rolled on the ground, narrowly dodging those deadly bolts of lightning.
Before he had time to stand still, Ye Wucheng attacked again with a knife, and his figure appeared in front of Feng Mian in the blink of an eye.
The blue heavy knife surrounded by tiny electric currents is only two fingers away from the throat of Fengmian, and Ye Wucheng will use this knife to slide through his throat in the next second.
At that time, it may be blood splatter, or the body may be separated, but the end will not be good.
In just one second, facing the killer weapon that was about to cut his throat, Feng Mian suddenly burst out with an unprecedented desire to survive.
He still has so many questions that he hasn't figured out, and he is still confused about many things coming out of the cracks. Who the hell is quite a fool?
There is also a good girl named Jiangtang waiting for me in a city not far away. She believes in herself so much, she believes that she will leave to find her in the near future, how can she be disappointed?
Why should they die here under Ye Wucheng's hands for no reason, they like to kill each other, so even a stranger like myself, who has not met a few times, should die under his knife?
What kind of bullshit is this?
I just don’t believe in this shit, they all want to kill everyone except themselves, right, I’ll kill you all first!
Regardless of what you are doing, anyway, I want to be the winner who survives to the end!
He can die anywhere, in various accidents before the end of the world, before the end of the world, under various irresistible ancient beasts or huge disasters in the end of the world.
But he didn't want to die inexplicably under the knife of a murderer for no reason.
Ye Wucheng, the son of a dog, thank you for raising you as your own son in other fragmented worlds, you are doing well, this is fucking patricide!
Feng Mian narrowly avoided the blade in his hand, but the airflow from the heavy knife still drew a bloodstain on his neck.
His eyes were burning, and the pupils seemed to burst into flames, flickering and outlining a bright red brilliance in his eyes.
He raised his hand to recall the long sword and held it in his hand, the flames on the blade brightened again.
Ye Wucheng was also taken aback by his change.
In the short moment just now, his abilities had been exhausted and he was about to enter a period of weakness, but he actually broke through his own limit and reached a new height.
The momentary weakening period is set back, and what comes ahead is the burning of the infinite potential of the dormancy.
Ye Wucheng looked at the scene in front of him with great interest: "There are two things, I should say that Feng Qi is still Feng Qi, even if he wears the skin of an idiot, the ability in his bones is still there."
He was provoked by Feng Mian to fight, he burst out laughing and rushed towards Feng Mian.
An extremely powerful ability, every confrontation will cause an explosion of two forces colliding.
The surrounding unfinished buildings were razed to the ground, and smoke and dust floated on the ground.
Ye Wucheng was originally wounded, and he bled a lot all the way after chasing him, but now Feng Mian has broken through the limit, and his strength has even increased to a higher level than when he was buffed just now.
At this time, he no longer had the ease with which he was facing Feng Mian just now, but was restrained everywhere instead.
But instead of panicking, he had a more hearty smile on his face.
After knocking him back a few steps, Feng Mian quickly appeared in front of him and kicked him in the chest, causing him to spit out a mouthful of blood instantly.
Ye Wucheng was kicked out, rolled on the ground a few times and stopped, the ground was covered with blood from his body.
Feng Mian raised his hand, and the long sword pierced through his shoulder in an instant, pinning him to the ground.
He stepped on Ye Wucheng's god, half knelt on the ground, bent down and patted his face, imitating his provocative tone just now.
"You're not like that either."
Hearing this, Ye Wucheng smiled instead of anger, he spat out the blood foam in his mouth, a carp rolled over, and actually tore the wound on his shoulder alive and turned over from the ground.
The blue in his eyes was so rich that it was about to flow out of his eye sockets.
Countless uncontrolled electric currents sizzled around him, and the heavy knife named Xintinghou burst out with unprecedented dazzling light.
(End of this chapter)