Chapter 829: I can be with you, even if I die without regrets (for Jiangnan V Myth 6/40)
At this moment, neither Mu Fan nor Lu Qingxue expected that Ye Gui's momentum would double again.
Now covered in black and white skeletal armor, the Night Ghost really looks like a zombie skeleton.
Ye Gui looked past Mu Fan with cruel eyes, then looked at the cold-tempered Lu Qingxue, stretched out his scarlet tongue and licked the corner of his mouth.
"Are you ready to enjoy the gluttonous feast of killing? Jiejie..."
Night Ghost's hands hung down by his sides, and the black mist instantly enveloped his two claws.
His eyes were as scarlet as a ghost.
Then, the whole person stepped on the tree crown, and took a step slowly with terrifying power.
"How about it?"
Mu Fan stepped in front of Lu Qingxue and held the dark gold short stick in his hand across his chest.
As for the lockbox, he had left it on the ground.
Seeing Mu Fan use his body to protect himself, Lu Qingxue's cold and moving eyes flashed with an inexplicable luster.
Then he shook his head firmly and put down his palms.
Ji Xue Jian held up a beautiful sword flower, stepped forward, and stood side by side with Mu Fan.
That clear-cut profile appeared in Mu Fan's field of vision.
There was no fluctuation in Lu Qingxue's eyes. She just held the snow-building sword upright in front of her, slowly pulled it diagonally, and brushed the sword's spine with her fingers.
In Mu Fan's mental perception, Lu Qingxue's fighting spirit instantly rose at this moment.
It is a kind of extreme compression of coldness and edge.
"With the heart of swordsmanship, you should move forward without hesitation."
"Although a fierce confrontation is like hell, the further you go, the more blissful you will be."
"I would rather break than bend in this battle. If I can stand by your side, even if I die... I will have no regrets."
The light words carried the Valkyrie's unique cold character. They were simple, yet pointed straight to the heart.
At this moment, the two fingers of Lu Qingxue's left hand finally touched the tip of the sword.
Click, click, click... Amidst the thin sound, the entire sword's edge was covered with ice.
There was neither sadness nor joy in the cold eyes at this moment.
From the beginning to the end, the Valkyrie from Dingchuan never glanced at the wound on her shoulder.
…
"Tsk, tsk, why does this kind of emotion excite me even more when I see it in my eyes?"
"That boy, I will let you watch as I drink up all the blood in her body bit by bit..."
It’s already the third step…
Night Ghost's body instantly collapsed into a circle of air waves!
Disappear!
Only two black shadows were seen crisscrossing in the sky and striking violently.
The short stick in Mu Fan's hand suddenly spun until it became blurry and was pushed to his side.
Redemption section - fanatical cutting.
A spark exploded instantly...
And on Lu Qingxue’s side!
The sword moves the secret rain - the wind blows in the willows!
A sword light as bright as snow rose around him.
At this moment, countless metal collision sounds were heard.
Moreover, the attacks on Lu Qingxue's side were several times more intensive!
"Um?"
A distant sound of surprise rang in his ears, and the pressure around Mu Fan instantly disappeared.
The mercenary uniform behind him once again drew a long mark, but this time Mu Fan, whose body had become steel...
Under the three claw marks, not a speck of blood seeped out.
The terrifying muscle defense was obviously beyond the Night Ghost's expectations.
But before Ye Gui evacuated, an afterimage suddenly appeared, and then he raised his fist high.
Punch out and hit with a bang!
A wave of air exploded out. Mu Fan snorted and resisted the heavy punch. He stood upright and slid nearly three meters away!
In the back of his heart, there was a shocking depression covered in black and purple.
"Then, it's your turn!"
An afterimage instantly invaded Lu Qingxue's body, and was cut and scattered by the sword energy like a dense rain of willows.
The black and white skeletal armor shattered in front of Lu Qingxue and solidified behind her.
His paws were crossed in front of him.
The snow sword was close to the back, outlining that beautiful and thrilling curve.
"Hehe." Night Ghost's sinister laughter sounded softly.
Mu Fan's eyes were cold, and he stepped hard on the ground with his right foot. Waves of soil with a diameter of more than two meters collapsed in all directions. His legs were trembling rapidly, and his whole body was shot out at a speed three times faster than before.
Six types of steps.
A punch struck Ye Gui in the back.
That ghostly smile was fixed on the face, and then shattered into black mist...
"Jiejie..."
However, amid the insidious laughter, the black mist condensed and took shape again on the distant tree crown.
"The fragrance of a virgin is always so intoxicating..."
The scarlet tongue licked the fingers.
The night ghost, wrapped in black and white skeletal armor, turned around gracefully, with cruel and excited eyes, and laughed nervously.
Just at this moment.
Lu Qingxue, who was facing away from Night Ghost with her sword on her back, suddenly trembled slightly.
The mercenary uniform on the back seeped out...two rows of criss-crossing blood stains!
What the Snow Sword blocks is just the intersection...
In the biting cold wind, the light red and slightly transparent blood flowing out solidified silently.
Lu Qingxue just gritted her teeth and turned around as if nothing had happened.
That cold and touching gaze looked forward, "He is immune to my attacks."
Mu Fan looked at her and said nothing.
He just stood up, walked step by step in front of Lu Qingxue, and stood up again, leaving the Valkyrie with only a strong back.
Open your arms like a cross.
At this moment, Mu Fan was once again protecting Lu Qingxue.
Men, after all, have to stand in front.
"Tsk tsk, it looks like we have very deep feelings."
Night Ghost scratched his chin and said seriously: "How about I kill you first?"
In an instant, his laughter was as weird and sinister as a night owl. In the distorted voice, his body spread into a black mist and suddenly hit him!
"This time, I'll do it!"
"……Do not move."
Mu Fan left the last words to Lu Qingxue, and his whole body was like standing up and ready to start during a 100-meter race, with both arms on the ground.
All the muscles trembled at this moment, suddenly popping out like a cannonball.
The biting wind blew Lu Qingxue's black hair straight back, and also blew away the gauze covering her face.
He has a sharp white chin and tightly pursed lips.
In Lu Qingxue's sight, Mu Fan's violent figure suddenly collided with the black mist that fell that day.
Countless golden sword sounds sounded, and countless sparks suddenly appeared!
Mu Fan walked straight through the black mist, paying no attention to the pale scars on his arms that were scratched by claws.
His body has become steel.
Before the power is exhausted...
He won't feel any pain!
boom!
After stepping on the thick tree trunk, the whole giant tree shook violently, and Mu Fan turned back into the air.
Sparks exploded in the black fog.
Mu Fan was struck like a meteorite.
Put your hands on the ground and fight again!
At this moment, Lu Qingxue stood alone, watching Mu Fan less than ten meters in front of her, like a tireless beast, making the final fight.
The most shocking thing was the shapeless scar on Mu Fan's back that had been torn apart by his claws!
One by one, one by one, no part of his back was intact.
She lowered her eyes and looked at the jade-like bracelet on her wrist.
[Xue Ling] If she was here, how could she let Mu Fan suffer so many scars?
But even if she wasn't here, how could she let Mu Fan face it alone!
Lu Qingxue's eyes turned cold again.
He once again grasped the Snow Sword with his right hand, and with a flurry of steps, he turned forward.
Just then...
Bang!
A wave of air exploded vertically in the air.
The black shadow flew back to the tree crown not far away and condensed into a body again.
Night Ghost's voice was slightly breathy, and his eyes were cruel.
"What a tireless guy... If I hadn't seen your blood before, I would have almost thought you were a tough guy."
Mu Fan knelt down three meters in front of Lu Qingxue again, looking up at the tree crown with a stern look in his eyes.
"Hey...if you can, just kill me."
He put one hand on the ground, took out a fiery red fruit from his waist with his left hand, stuffed it into his mouth, and chewed it in big mouthfuls.
"Mu Fan."
Hei's voice was extremely cold and sounded suddenly.