Under the blood evil barrier, in the Liuhe Ancient Temple.
Yin calls out different species and faces six evil spirits.
This is a dispute between evil and evil, and a collision between strong and strong.
The physical strength of both of them is at its peak, with the power of their hands and feet capable of breaking mountains and cracking rocks; and the moves they use in fighting are also extremely proficient, reaching the level of ingenuity and ingenuity.
Logically speaking, in a battle at this level, it would be difficult for others to intervene.
However, the members of Hell's Frontline can all keep up with the rhythm of the battle, and... they can also influence the outcome of the battle.
Suddenly, a gunshot rang out through the air.
A bullet shining brightly in the dark hit the six-fold mirror in Hyun Hong's chest at the most appropriate time and from the most appropriate angle.
[Holy Arbitration], a skill that deals 200% damage to evil creatures, was undoubtedly Xiaoling's first choice at the moment. She saw the opportunity and pulled the trigger without hesitation.
However, Hyun Hong's reaction after being shot was shocking.
buzz buzz
After the bullet hit, there was only a buzzing sound, and then the mirror surface of the six-closed mirror was filled with white light.
The next second, not only was Xuanhong unscathed, but the mighty aura around him... actually became stronger.
"What's going on?" Xiaoling looked away from the scope and looked at Xuanhong under the tower in confusion.
"It will really cause trouble for me..." the Blood Corpse God muttered, and then raised his voice, shouting while fighting, "Don't use similar attacks again! This guy is a combination of magic weapon and holy body. When encountering a holy demon,
Both forces can be used for your own use!"
"Tch...I told you earlier..." Xiao Ling muttered, and then changed the ammunition, "Then I will use technology-oriented ammunition..."
On the other hand, the two people under the tower...
"The holy power of the Xuanyuan Sword is far beyond what the opponent can absorb, so you don't have to worry about the weapon." Before joining the battle group, Jue Ge specially paid Ruo Yu a few words, "However, your skills are still subject to the barrier.
Influence, it is better to be cautious when taking action. If you feel there is danger for a while...just retreat."
"Understood." Ruoyu simply responded. In this more urgent situation, Ruoyu usually obeys Brother Jue's orders unconditionally because she absolutely trusts the latter's judgment.
"Okay~ follow me!" Feng Bujue said hello, then he leaned over with his sword and rushed forward.
When Ruoyu sees this, he moves according to the situation, his sword unsheathed, following him like a shadow.
The two of them spread out, one on the left and the other on the right. They flashed out from behind the Blood Corpse God in a grazing array, creating a dance of swords and sword shadows.
Originally... Xuanhong didn't pay attention to the few weirdly dressed humans around him, but he never expected... that these two were existences that were on the same level as or even better than the Blood Corpse God in terms of fighting.
For a moment, swords clashed and fighting spirit surged.
After ten moves, Xuanhong was put at a disadvantage; after thirty moves, he was increasingly unable to withstand the blows and began to get injured continuously, but he could still barely support himself with his blood volume and recovery power; and after fifty moves... he was defeated.
The momentum has been reached. It will be difficult to turn back.
"Haha... Such a battle is really rare..." When he was on the verge of defeat, Xuanhong glanced at Ruoyu and Feng Bujue respectively, and sneered. "The Taoist, the Holy Sword, the Evil One,
Crazy devil..." He looked at the Blood Corpse God again, "There is also an innate alien species that appeared out of nowhere... Hahahaha..."
During the fight and between the words, Xuanhong laughed.
At this moment when the outcome was almost decided, a look of determination suddenly appeared in his eyes: "It seems that I am doomed today!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Xuanhong raised his arms and swung his big sleeves. In an instant, a powerful force was released from the mirror on his chest.
At this moment, the Blood Corpse God, Feng Bujue and Li Ruoyu... all reacted in the same way. The three of them advanced instead of retreating, forcibly resisting the pressure of that force, and launched a desperate move.
The Blood Corpse God's straight fist hit the six-closed mirror.
Li Ruoyu's Xuanyuan Sword cut off Xuanhong's neck.
Feng Bujue had to break through the defense blade and smashed Xuanhong's knee.
After these three moves hit, the three of them were unable to resist the impact of the power close at hand, and were all ejected.
It was obvious that Hyun Hong just wanted to launch a suicide attack that would kill everyone, but his intention was instantly seen through by the three people in front of him, and they were killed in time.
The next second, the sniper rifle fired again.
Xiao Ling, who was on the sixth floor of the pagoda, adhered to the good habit of eradicating the weeds and exterminated the roots. He fired an explosive bomb at Xuanhong's head, which was already flying in the air, and turned it into a pulp.
"Bah..." After a few seconds, Feng Bujue was the first to stand still, spat out a mouthful of blood foam, and said, "You little brat... you actually want to blow yourself up..."
"Fortunately, he didn't let him use his moves." After Ruoyu stopped retreating, a blush appeared on her fair cheeks. It seemed that the blood in her chest was not calmed down.
"Damn...it hurts me so much..." The Blood Corpse God was the last one to stop, and after stopping, he knelt down on one knee, "I'm going to gnaw you clean to the skin and bones!" He said viciously.
He muttered a few words, then his expression changed, he lowered his head and vomited a large pool of blood on the ground.
Due to his size and position, most of the power of the impact just now was borne by the Blood Corpse God alone. If it weren't for his physical strength and amazing recovery power, he might have been lying on the ground by now.
"I advise you not to go there..." Suddenly, a voice came from the entrance of the stone courtyard, "The fun has just begun."
Everyone turned around and saw Oink approaching.
"What? Do you still want to help me cook him? Cook." The Blood Corpse God took a few breaths and stood up again as if nothing was wrong.
"No..." Before Oink could reply, Feng Bujue answered first, "The 'good show' he said should mean..." As he said that, he gestured to Xuanhong's body with his eyes.
At this moment, although the corpse was lying on the ground with its head spread out, but... the surface of the six-closed mirror was still changing.
But I saw that the red light was floating in the mirror, reflecting numerous red vortexes; the mirror surface seemed like a blood abyss leading to another dimension, which was arousing the resonance of some kind of energy.
"Oh?" The Blood Corpse God glanced there, then looked up at the sky again, "Could this be..."
"Saints and demons have the same origin, and blood evils are unified." Oyink continued in a deep voice, "The last insurance left by Xuanhong is his own Dharma body. And now that this Dharma body has been broken by you, his last trace
The soul also dispersed." He paused for half a second and laughed out loud, "Ah... Right now, there is nothing that can suppress the demonic nature of the Liuhe Mirror. Its 'self-awareness' has begun to absorb blood.
The evil barrier and the power accumulated within itself want to transform itself into a higher-level 'living body'."
"Why didn't you say this just now?" The Blood Corpse God immediately glared at Oink, tilted his head, and asked with a look like a gangster looking for trouble.
It should be noted here that when Feng Bujue was listening to Oyink explaining the plot in the kitchen, he quietly took out the Blood Corpse God’s magatama from his bag so that the Blood Corpse God could share some information (as mentioned earlier,
The Blood Corpse God in Magatama can hear the outside world), so the Blood Corpse God asked this question at this moment. It is also for this reason that when he saw Oink just now, he could call him "Cook".
"Hmph...don't you understand?" Feng Bujue spoke before Oink again, "We were screwed by him."
"Saying 'shabu'... is a bit untrue." Oink looked at Feng Bujue and replied coldly, "We are using each other... aren't we?"
"Haha... that's right." Feng Bujue said, "You did help us a lot, but at the same time... you also lied to us about 'certain things'."
"It seems that you already know what happened." Oink said.
"Probably..." Brother Jue put away his weapon, shook his head and smiled, "First of all, you are not an evil spirit from the 'animal realm' at all, are you?"
"Yes, I'm not." Now that things have happened, Oink no longer needs to hide anything. "The real 'animal way' was dealt with by me long before I met the king of feiguowei."
"Hmm..." Feng Bujue pondered, "Secondly, judging from your understanding of this town, this temple, and this magic weapon... this blood sacrifice in front of you was basically caused by you, right?"
"That's right." Oyink replied, "Behind Miaoxuzi, Hongying and Lu Bububu, there is a mastermind responsible for planning and supporting their actions. That is... me."
"But why don't you do it yourself?" At this time, Ruoyu asked, "With your strength, the monks in the temple and the seal in the pagoda are no problem."
"The problem lies in the mirror itself." Oink replied, "You have also discovered it... Guys who have been in direct contact with the Six-fold Mirror have basically been affected by it, and even Xuanhong's Dharma Body was eventually controlled by it...
..." He shook his head, "I don't want to take that risk."
"And we 'travelers from another world' are the best people to help you get rid of that 'last line of insurance'." Feng Bujue took over Oink's words, shrugged and said, "First, we are just 'projections'
, the mirror will not have any permanent impact on us. Secondly... we are strong enough."
Oink also shrugged his shoulders and continued: "At first, I wanted to take advantage of the non-verbal king, but unfortunately... after a short observation, I found that the boy's courage and wisdom were a bit lacking."
"Fortunately, we showed up later, right?" This sentence was said by Xiao Ling, who had already arrived on the ground at this moment.
"Ha..." Oyink laughed dryly, "Anyway... the moment I saw Kuang Bu Su, I knew... something big was going to happen."
As they were saying these words, the barrier covering the sky was also undergoing drastic changes, and the moonlight, which was not bright to begin with, became increasingly darker and turbid.
"Since I have helped you so much, you might as well answer two more questions." After a moment of silence, Feng Bujue said to Oink again.
"You can ask." Oink crossed his hands on his chest, "But I may not answer."
"Okay~" Feng Bujue asked immediately, "First question, why did you want to promote the mutation of the Six-Closing Mirror?"
"No comment." Oink decided not to answer the question almost without thinking.
"Ha!" A smile appeared at the corner of Feng Bujue's mouth, "Is it really related to Ragnarok..."
Before he finished speaking, an imperceptible change of expression flashed across Oyink's face, but he concealed it well and thought he was not noticed by the other party: "Is this your second question?" A second later.
, he asked in a calm tone.
"No." Brother Jue smiled, and he consciously responded to Oink with a meaningful smile, and then continued, "The second question...whatever the mirror is incarnating in a moment...no matter what it is.
…Anyway, does it pose a threat to us?”
"Yes. And the threat is very big..." Oink paused and added, "In fact, I came here just to remind you of this matter. I have already sent the message, and next time... I'm sorry.
I won’t accompany you anymore.”
After saying that, Oink disappeared from everyone's eyes as if teleporting, without waving his sleeves or taking away a single cloud.
"Hmm... This pig head seems to have mastered some kind of ultra-high-performance movement technique..." The Blood Corpse God's eyes wandered, "It's quite capable..."
"I've seen through his trick. Please explain to you slowly." Feng Bujue said, turning back and glancing at the Six Closed Mirror.
At this time, the entity of the mirror has disappeared, replaced... by a distorted blood abyss that is constantly expanding, like a mirror. Everyone present (and the Blood Corpse God) can clearly feel that the blood abyss is growing.
Absorbing the energy around it, power is constantly pouring out from within.
"Then what... I think... you guys should withdraw first." Brother Jue said as he turned around and walked towards the Six-Closing Mirror, "If nothing else happens, Xiao Tan will be able to end the script soon. But
Just to be on the safe side, we still try our best to avoid putting everyone at risk."
"You..." Ruoyu wanted to ask, "What are you going to do?" But she quickly thought of another way to ask, "...Do you want to jump in?"
"Ha..." Feng Bujue turned around and smiled at her, "Don't worry. I'll be fine."
…………
Time, return to the present.
Somewhere in the northeast of Heyue Town, another life-and-death battle is about to begin.
"Ha! Hahahahaha..." Xian Yeweiwang, who had already thought that he was destined to lose, suddenly changed his expression and laughed loudly when he was preparing to send out his invitation. "...God is really helping me!"
He said this because he was pleasantly surprised to find that his skill restrictions had been lifted while he was making moves.
"You seem..." Wang Tanzhi's expression at this time seemed very cold, "...the hope of victory has been ignited again."
"Hmph..." Xian Ye raised the knife in his hand for Wang, "It's not to ignite hope... but to have a plan in mind!"
"So confident..." Xiaotan realized something very keenly, "Could it be..." He quickly glanced at the sky, "Has the restriction effect of the barrier disappeared?"
"You guessed it right!" Xianye shouted for the king and suddenly stepped forward.
Having regained all his fighting strength, his confidence soared and his momentum was like a rainbow. He believed that Xiaotan was no match for him.
"So... what..." Wang Tanzhi's eyes suddenly turned cold. A spiritual weapon burning with black flames appeared on his right wrist, and his figure blurred in an instant.
call
The next second, there was a sudden sound of wind.
Figures, intertwined.
But the swords never struck each other.
The domineering sword releases its power and the airflow explodes.
The hidden sword declares its power, and the black flames are wiped out.
These two moves, which were supposed to be evenly matched, failed to produce a result that would hurt both sides. It was just because of the two people fighting against each other, one was a swordsman, and the other... was an assassin.
"No...impossible..." Xian Yeweiwang reappeared, lowering his head, looking at the hole burned by the black flames on his left chest in shock, his whole body trembling.
"I don't know why you have the illusion that 'after my skills are restored, I can beat the person in front of me'." Wang Tanzhi turned his back to his opponent and said without looking back, "But I think... I have used my actions to
Proved, you are wrong."
When Xiao Tan said this very cool line, Xian Yewei Wang's survival points were also exhausted.
The captain of the Corpse Sword Squadron... fell to the ground and quickly turned into white light.
[The current task has been completed, and all main tasks have been completed]
[You have completed the script, it will be automatically transferred after 180 seconds]
System prompts announce the completion of tasks and scripts, as well as the results of the competition.
At that time, I'm afraid no one would have thought that Xian Yewei Wang's fall would be regarded as a symbol in the near future.
In this scene, not only one Corpse Knife player fell, but also not just a team, but the entire Corpse Knife studio and many related industries.
After this day, they not only sadly left the stage of Summit Season 2, but also gradually faded out of people's sight and became history... (To be continued...)
