Before paying, make sure you are 100% sure that there is nothing in the place just now.
The sudden appearance of the attacker gives the impression that he has walked out of some incredible time and space through the so-called curtain.
And although it is different from the Thousand Strikes of the Prison Archangel, and does not have such an outrageous mechanism, this five-speed attack at the speed of light is still terrifying.
Not only is it fast, its power is also exaggerated.
In Fu Qian's judgment, if he hadn't realized that something was wrong at the moment, he would have directly launched the blood crusade, even the body of a false god would not have been able to resist.
The evidence is that even if he dodged in time, there was still a wound on his chest.
There are no fancy special effects, just pure destructive power.
The degree is even so exaggerated that it almost penetrates through the external flesh and blood structure and penetrates into the original self.
The consequence is that even the recovery speed of the wound is affected to a certain extent.
And the reason why it is so amazing is simple. The opponent does not seem to be at a disadvantage in terms of rank.
That's right, the figure that was stabbed five times in a row was accompanied by unabashed oppression.
This suspected second knight who appeared so accurately is almost certainly the same second-order knight as himself.
This task is actually quite exciting.
While sighing, Fu Qian carefully observed this high-level extraordinary person.
He is a head taller than the glorious tyrant himself, and his body is too thin, making his limbs appear particularly long.
The longer one is the sword in his hand.
The large sword held in the left hand, which is almost as high as a human being, has a pure white color that has transcended the category of light and wanders on it, making it seem a bit unreal.
The five consecutive stabs just now were made from it.
Apart from that, the whole body of the visitor has almost the same look and feel.
Even though the proportions are special, the body is still full of majesty, all wrapped in a layer of silver-white armor.
Different from the general style of this kind of armor, although it is made of metal, it gives it a gauze-like texture. Combined with the overly beautiful and exquisite patterns, it looks more like a dress than a battle armor at a glance.
There isn't even room for eyes on the head.
All in all, the look and feel is much better than the previous Plague Knight.
Just don't talk too much.
After losing his target in one blow, this person didn't even say harsh words to anyone. Instead, he looked like a ghost and slashed around continuously with movements that were almost hard to catch.
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The goal is not yourself.
If you don't move, Fu Qian can be absolutely sure of this, and can even roughly guess what the other party wants to do.
The swords were crisscrossed and exaggeratedly long, and the white color seemed to shine through from above. It only took five swords to cut it in all directions.
After doing all this, the movement suddenly stopped as if there was no inertia. The white-hot knight made a gesture that was similar to a salute, and pointed the sword here again.
I still can't see myself, but I don't seem to be able to leave.
After watching the other party's movements calmly, Fu Qian sighed silently while recovering from the injury on his chest.
Although I haven't really tried it yet, Fu Qian is quite confident that the place where the sword was cut just now has a layer of barrier now.
What I did just now was not to vent my anger because I lost my target, but to trap myself in hiding.
On the contrary to his previous colleagues, White Hot Knight stands out as a ruthless person who doesn't say much, and seems to have turned into a pure killing machine.
And every time the sword fell just now, there seemed to be changes happening like a dislocation of time and space.
So much so that at this moment, my perception is almost completely limited to a square space, which is formed by the interlacing of huge planes cut out by the five swords just now.
This white-hot knight does not seem to have the ability to strike across dimensions, but it is not without countermeasures. He actually used this method to create a prison and trap himself here.
Even if you are in the state of blood conquest, you will be restricted.
And it seems that the only way to leave is to deal with him first.
I just don't know if he doesn't go out, whether he will make a millimeter-level cut in this space next.
And if you actually do that, what will be the consequences?
Of course, a cuboid has six sides, and the only place that has not been closed is the foot.
But don't forget that your mission goal is to find people.
As the last level of the prison, there doesn't seem to be much point in running there unless Virgin La Nina digs a tunnel to hide further down.
Interesting method, what a pleasure to meet.
Observing the current situation, even though he knew that the other party could not see him, he still bowed slightly and returned the gift.
And at the next moment, they lifted the Blood Conquest together.
As expected.
Almost instantly, it was the fifth consecutive white meeting, and the other party really didn't have the slightest desire to communicate.
Fortunately, Fu Qian had no expectations for this, so he punched out at the same time.
Your Excellency may be tall and have long legs, and your swordsmanship is unparalleled, but this ordinary punch of mine is also blind, but please appreciate it.
In addition, although everyone is taking the physical route of stacking attacks, Fu Mou has never fallen short of the health bar.
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puff--
The feel is really special.
The White-Hot Knight looked obviously full of agility. While he was attacking relentlessly, he even did not forget to dodge subconsciously.
Unfortunately, for his opponent, this response is not sincere enough.
While his chest was directly opened and his heart was opened, Fu Qian's fist also penetrated the gorgeous thin armor and even the body underneath.
Bulling Bulling's.
This was my first impression before paying.
The armor is by no means an empty shell, there are really people inside.
It's just that the body of this white-hot knight feels like it's no longer a flesh-and-blood structure in the ordinary sense.
Although the skin and bones can be touched, and the touch is still essentially different from that of iron and stone, the basic parts that make up these feel like there has been some essential change.
It's like the structure is still there, but every cell has turned into crystal clear sand.
It's really amazing, but it's a pity that this feeling can only be experienced for a short moment.
After his body was directly penetrated by this punch, the White-Hot Knight was so fast that he didn't even have a chance to get a critical hit on his internal organs.
While Fu Qian was left with horrific wounds on his upper body, he decisively gave up the follow-up pursuit and directly swept the person back.
It can be seen that even if he only has the fighting instinct left, this kind of injury-for-injury outcome is still something he is trying his best to avoid.
But it doesn't matter, you don't have to chase me.
Before his fist could be fully retracted, hundreds of tentacles exploded directly from Fu Qian's body in the next moment, and even the tentacles were covered with white barbs.
With the addition of dimensional poison, every corner of this space was submerged.