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Chapter 819 My name, Aga Shura - all!

Poison King rubbed his hands, with an abnormal excitement in his eyes.

"I will turn you into the living dead."

"What a wonderful show this is."

After finishing speaking, Poison King gently threw his hand forward.

The black shadow flashed past and fell to the ground.

Boom~

A piece of light green mist rose up and swallowed the two of them.

At this moment, the slight air flow that Lu Qingxue could still feel on her skin became completely chaotic.

"It's finally completed. All five senses are blocked. Let's struggle and die in despair."

After finishing all this, the Poison King did not rush to kill these two people with weapons, but looked at the scene with a smile on his face.

Next 30 seconds.

The body temperature of the two people will gradually drop by about 10 degrees, all senses will lose their function, and they will begin to fall into hallucinations.

After 60 seconds, the blood vessels of the two people will expand abnormally, and the heart muscle will begin to lose its function.

You will feel very, very cold, but your skin will become very, very painful...

After 90 seconds, the skin will begin to erode...

"Hahaha……"

"Hahahahaha!"

The crazy laughter was harsh and lonely in this empty bar.

But at this moment, Mu Fan, who was leaning on the ground with one hand, closed his eyes and tilted his head slightly to the side, and his body suddenly jumped up from the ground, but the jump was not high and the speed was not fast.

He just rolled quickly and landed beside Lu Qingxue.

At this time, Lu Qingxue seemed to sense the danger coming in the illusion, and she turned around with the snow-building sword in her left hand and was about to strike.

But Mu Fan still made no other moves. Once the Snow Sword struck...

His head would probably be chopped off in an instant.

The poisonous king's ugly laughter got even louder, and he was particularly looking forward to the next scene.

Mu Fan stretched out his left hand.

Is his left hand about to be cut off?

Poison King's eyes flashed with excitement, and torturing test subjects was his greatest pleasure.

In his sight, Mu Fan's left hand quickly and accurately... grasped Lu Qingxue's lowered right hand.

The two people's movements paused at the same time at this moment.

Lu Qingxue didn't feel the direct touch. She just felt a little warmth suddenly coming from her right hand in the darkness.

But in Mu Fan's thinking space, the soft hand of ice flesh and jade bones was in his palm, but what he felt was a sharp pain like ants gnawing at his flesh.

But even so, Mu Fan closed his eyes tightly and his face was filled with blue veins, but his palm always firmly grasped Lu Qingxue's cold and soft palm.

The two were holding hands.

The two of them stood in place at the same time.

Their body temperatures began to drop at the same time.

20 seconds have passed...

Poison King, who looked a little surprised in his eyes, sneered again.

If you wait another ten seconds, everything will be too late, and all that will be left will be despair.

In the darkness, the pain all over Mu Fan's body became stronger and stronger, but his powerful mind, which grew up in loneliness, allowed him to remain calm even when he lost all sense.

Even after Lu Qingxue's body began to tremble slightly, he held her hand tighter.

An emotion called peace of mind emerged in the spiritual world of Valkyrie.

She didn't know that Mu Fan was holding her hand now.

But she knew that Mu Fan must be very close to her, and he was constantly conveying a sense of stability to her.

It's just that she doesn't know...

The Poison King doesn’t know either…

In Mu Fan's heart, a ball of cold energy began to spread, gradually protecting the entire heart.

No one knows that the superb inheritance from Mohanda and the psionic power from the God of War will play a powerful role in blessing at this moment!

And in the depths of his brain, the blood there began to agitate abnormally. The most direct manifestation was that the pupils under Mu Fan's eyelids began to get a little bit...

turn red.

This is...the power of his blood!

"call……"

A fiery breath suddenly emerged from Mu Fan's mouth.

Mu Fan slowly opened his eyes.

Although there is no focal length.

But those blank blood-colored pupils were even more penetrating.

【My people...are born to be strong.】

【My clan is brave and not afraid of death.】

【Under the stars...you can go everywhere.】

The restless blood enveloped his brain, and the information deep in his blood began to seep into his isolated spiritual world little by little.

The voice was distant and low...

The voice was like a resurrected giant heart, full of life and strength.

Finally, Mu Fan's lips slowly opened, and a cold smile began to appear at the corner of Mu Fan's mouth.

A sound like the roar of a wild animal gradually emerged.

"My name..."

"A, Jia, Xiu, Luo..."

"Fan!"

boom!

At this moment, the pores all over Mu Fan's body opened instantly, and a layer of blood mist exploded out of these pores along with the steaming heat.

The already worn mercenary uniform was instantly dyed red.

The blood in Mu Fan's eyes instantly ignited.

The blood-colored vision that had not appeared for months now once again enveloped the sight.

Vision, touch, taste, smell, and hearing are all back!

The super strong bloodline originating from the Shura clan caused all the invading toxins to explode out of the body instantly.

The seemingly bloody body was visibly repaired by Mu Fan's terrifying self-healing ability.

"What!?"

The Poison King looked at this scene in shock and anger, how could his five senses seal be ineffective!

This is a terrifying poison that was tested on the lives of more than 300 people!

His left hand violently threw a red light ball that was like a blazing flame.

However, Mu Fan's hanging right hand just made a strange wave and instantly broke through the air.

Bo...

A medium-sized air wave exploded vertically two meters away from Mu Fan.

The red mist was blasted directly into the air by Mu Fan's strong fist wind, unable to penetrate even half of it.

Mu Fan looked straight at the Poison King.

The Poison King's cloudy eyes noticed at this moment that Mu Fan's aura no longer had any emotion at all.

It was a look that could even ignore one's own death.

Mu Fan glanced at Poison King, but made no further offensive moves.

Instead, he put his palm back into his coat and took out an injection. When the protective cap fell to the ground, the tip of the needle shone with silver luster.

Mu Fan looked at Lu Qingxue and thrust his right hand into the beautiful woman's shoulder that was close to him.

The thin injection tube instantly pushes the light green liquid inside.

The moment the needle tip was pulled out, Mu Fan felt Lu Qingxue's originally unresponsive right hand move for an instant, and then...

Hold yourself tight.

Those cold eyes opened and looked back at Mu Fan without blinking.

In just thirty seconds, Lu Qingxue felt like a year had passed, and now she finally knew where the warmth came from.

It turned out that Mu Fan had really been by her side all along.

It's just that Mu Fan's current state...

Indifferent and terrifying.

The bloody clothes that were completely stained red, and...

Those scarlet, violent eyes!

[The Bai's antidote that Bai Guyue once gave him...is effective.]

Mu Fan could feel the faint fragrance of Lu Qingxue's sweat that emerged instantly, which was the best manifestation of the effectiveness of the antidote.

Lu Qingxue, who had just used her will to resist this terrifying poison, was far inferior to Mu Fan's terror in terms of physical strength.

So now she needs more than ten seconds to recover her strength.

"Sit tight."

Mu Fan's expression was still indifferent under the blood-red vision.

But his voice was very soft.

"Um……"

This time Lu Qingxue bowed her head obediently and nodded gently.

Let Mu Fan lead him to the wooden chair half a meter behind him.

The clasped hands of the two finally separated.

This scene only took less than three seconds.

The Poison King had already retreated nearly ten meters, and the bandages around his body began to fly strangely at this moment. His eyes felt like he was facing a formidable enemy, and his voice was like an iron file: "How can you... undo my poison!"

Among this harsh sound, an indifferent and forbidding voice slowly emerged.

"Next..."

"It's your turn."

Mu Fan turned around numbly.

He picked up the Blood Fang Order with two fingers and held it upright in front of him.

Explode with a bang!


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