Chapter four hundred and seventy-eight, the madman fights for his life
Lin Que's strong ghostly aura filled the whole place, his eyes were blood red, and he was holding a thousand-edged magic knife as he stared at Thirteen.
"die!"
call out!
Lin Que's whole body turned into a black stream of light, and he slashed with the thousand blades of the magic sword. The dark red sword light cut through the layers of space, and slashed towards Thirteen.
Thirteen looked shocked and quickly used his two swords to resist.
boom!
Thirteen was knocked back several meters, his arms trembling.
What a powerful force!
He obviously only has level 49 soul power, but the ghostly energy he is erupting now actually exceeds level B.
Not daring to be careless, Thirteen released his martial spirit.
A group of dim light emerged, and the shadow under Thirteen's feet suddenly stood up, also holding two scimitars in his hands!
S-level martial spirit, shadow!
Lin Que's face was stunned. This was the first time he saw such a strange martial spirit.
Is my own shadow a martial spirit?
Then my second brother...
Ding!
System prompts: Brother, I advise you to be kind, and I will give you a thunder penalty warning!
Lin Que:???
Did I tell you?
Please don't add drama to yourself, okay?
This little brother is not that little brother!
While Lin Que was arguing with the system, Thirteen beside him melted into the darkness.
All the lights in the passage were also extinguished.
Into darkness!
I can't see my fingers!
Lin Que secretly screamed, "Thirteen is a killer, and darkness is her home. The current situation is not good for him!"
Buzz!
In the darkness, a cold light broke the silence, aimed at Lin Que's back, and stabbed him.
When Han Mang was within punching distance of Lin Que's back, Lin Que moved!
The thousand blades of the magic knife in his right hand were turned sideways, blocking the piercing cold light!
clang!
The tip of Thirteen's knife touched the blood-red back of the Demonic Thousand Blades, unable to advance even half a point.
Not a single move was successful, Thirteen was no longer interested in fighting, and merged into the darkness again.
Next, there will be endless sneak attacks!
The long period of passive defense made Lin Que a little upset!
His ghost energy attack is domineering, stronger than Thirteen.
But Thirteen's movements are weird, he's good at assassination, and since he can't see, there's no way he can take the initiative to attack.
He tried to release the flames, but this damn bitch didn't give him a chance.
Lin Que took a long breath. The competition now was patience.
He and Thirteen now are like a hunter and a wild beast!
It depends on whether the beast tears the hunter apart, or whether the hunter kills the beast!
"Since you don't come out, then I have to force you to come out!"
"The bloody storm!"
Lin Que's eyes gleamed with blood, and the Thousand Blades of the Demon Sword turned into fragments, strangled in all directions.
With the blessing of ghost energy, the power of the broken blade is doubled, destroying the passages of the base to no avail!
However, Thirteen was still not forced out.
At this moment, a scimitar stabbed out from the darkness at Lin Que's feet, pointing directly at his heart!
"Just waiting for you!"
Lin Que looked at the scimitar that appeared. There was no surprise at all. The gold-level body was released and the demon blood was activated!
Let the machete pierce his body.
Stab!
The sound of the knife piercing the muscle was heard, and scarlet blood flowed from Lin Que's left chest.
However, the knife only penetrated three-thirds and then stopped moving forward.
Lin Que held the scimitar tightly with his left hand and shouted ferociously: "Asura Hell!"
The ghost energy exploded, and the dark red flames were soaked in the ghost energy and turned into a gloomy will-o'-the-wisp!
Burning range of 100 meters!
"ah!"
A scream was heard from the sea of fire, and Thirteen's figure flew out, with many serious injuries on his body.
After the blow, cold sweat broke out on Lin Que's head, he pulled out the scimitar and threw it on the ground.
The third soul skill, Burning Flame, is released to repair the injury.
Thirteen was severely injured by the Shura Prison. His face turned pale and he stared at Lin Que with cold eyes: "You did it on purpose!"
Lin Que could have dodged the blow just now, but he didn't and deliberately tricked himself into taking the bait.
Use your life to win your life!
She thought she was a lunatic, but Lin Que was even crazier than her!
Lin Que removed the ghostly aura from his body, and a dark red flame floated at the top of the passage, illuminating the entire place.
Seeing Thirteen who had no strength to fight anymore, he wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth: "It turns out that killers are also afraid of death!"
If Thirteen had really fought for his life with that blow just now, his injuries might have been more serious than Thirteen's.
Picking up the magic sword Thousand Blades on the ground, Lin Que dragged it towards Thirteen.
Thirteen is a hidden danger and must be eliminated!
When Thirteen saw Lin Que walking towards him, a trace of determination flashed through his cold eyes as he put in the last bit of soul power.
"The sixth soul skill, shadow escape!"
With a flash of black soul power, Thirteen's entire body turned into a ball of shadow and disappeared!
Lin Que:!!!
Chapter completed!