"I don't care who you are. Anyone who provokes me will die. If you dare to tease me, you will all die. All of you will die." A sinister and angry voice came from the blood ink. Obviously, Zhou Ming was completely lost at this time.
Without his sanity, he only had this fanatical and crazy thought, which was to kill everyone who tried to trick him. This was his desperate move.
Han Yu completely ignored Zhou Ming's words. These words were meaningless and could not have any effect on a person like Han Yu who had experienced hundreds of battles. They could only make Han Yu more cautious, with a gloomy face and a deep look on his face.
Taking a look at the blood and ink that had filled the entire cave, Han Yu frowned, but he didn't know what he thought of and smiled at the corner of his mouth.
"If that's all you have, you'll have no choice but to die here. I won't leave any survivors in my hands." Han Yu turned the corner of his eyes and said coldly to Zhou Ming, who was covered in blood and ink, but this was just Han Yu.
In Han Yu's delaying strategy, a bright light flashed across his right hand, but it disappeared after a flash. However, because the light was too weak and Han Yu's movements were too fast, Zhou Ming did not react at all.
Hearing Han Yu's words, Zhou Ming, who was in blood and ink, was furious and roared repeatedly. The blood and ink rolled like a volcano that was about to erupt. It could not be contained. Zhou Ming roared angrily. The sound rolled like thunder and spread far and wide.
.But soon when Han Yu thought that Zhou Ming had lost his mind, the bloody ink calmed down.
"You are really underestimating me if you want to use such means to anger me. If I hadn't been very familiar with these things, I'm afraid you would have succeeded, but don't think about it now!" There were sinister words coming from inside.
, Han Yu's heart suddenly sank, and he was secretly surprised by the opponent's difficulty:
After listening to the other party's words, Han Yu chuckled: "You think too highly of yourself, you and I don't even bother to do this." Without words, the blood and ink in front of his eyes had already arrived in front of Han Yu,
Han Yu's face turned completely gloomy. Looking at the overwhelming blood ink, Han Yu was unable to do anything for a short time.
Wherever this blood mist passed, it turned into a world of ice. Everything turned into ice sculptures. Nothing survived. The ground was covered with frost. When Han Yu saw this, his expression changed and he quickly moved behind him.
, intentionally or unintentionally pulling Zhou Ming away, trying his best to prevent the blood ink from approaching the six ice sculptures on the ground again.
At this time, Zhou Ming didn't care about the six ice sculptures at all, and allowed Han Yu to slowly attract him to other places. Before Han Yu could be solved for a while, Zhou Ming gradually lost his composure and began to
He kept pinching his hands in the blood and ink, and the waves in the blood and ink were turbulent, as if there were beasts roaring, and soon a beast flew out.
The green-faced fang had five claws on its body, but when it was grasped by only one claw, the place where Han Yu originally stood turned into a large hole of tens of feet. Seeing how terrifying the power of the green dragon's claw was, Han Yu's face was also ugly.
The degree of difficulty was completely beyond Han Yu's expectation, but it was still within Han Yu's tolerance.
He bent down and blocked the fatal claw. Looking at the green-faced green dragon with fangs, Mo Han was helpless. Hitting him had no effect. He had to force Zhou Ming out of the blood ink, otherwise he would be exhausted all the time.
Go down, if the blood and ink does not scatter, he will not
The one who may win, although his spiritual energy is abundant compared to other monks of the same class, it will not be completely consumed forever, and the spiritual energy around him has been drained by his recovery from the injury in front of him. The spiritual energy is so thin that even the absorption becomes extraordinarily.
of difficulty.
Seeing Han Yu keep shrinking and hesitating, Zhou Ming's pale face flashed with a trace of blood, and his gloomy face flashed with a trace of ruthlessness. Seeing Han Yu keep hiding and avoiding, his heart gradually became impatient.
This was not what he wanted to see at such a price. What he wanted was a hearty attack, and he wanted to see Han Yu begging for mercy.
But now he can only consume Han Yu slowly, because his actual consumption is greater than that of Han Yu. It is only those few mouthfuls of blood essence that can maintain the existence of this blood ink. He is sure that Han Yu also knows this.
Yes, and the opponent is waiting for him to show his head. As soon as he shows his head, Han Yu will definitely deliver a fatal blow.
This is because Zhou Ming now has a huge advantage, but he still doesn't dare to poke his head out, or even show his dignity. This makes Zhou Ming extremely angry even though he has an advantage, but he still has to do this.
Wherever the blood and ink filled the air, not a single inch of soil remained, completely turned into frosty soil. However, the anxious color in Qinglong's eyes became more and more intense, and his moves became more and more fierce. Every blow was directed at Han Yu's vitals.
Han Yu now has no time to observe the situation in the blood and ink, so he can only keep dodging. The silver sword hidden in the void in front of him was recalled to his hand by Han Yu again, but even so, Han Yu's body was still full of energy.
An unknown number of injuries occurred in a few dozen breaths.
"Silla!" Han Yu's right arm was now violently torn off by the ink-like green dragon, but there was no trace of blood left, only ice shards fell, and the arm was now completely turned into ice shavings.
When the wind blows, it completely turns into powder and drifts away with the wind.
Seeing this scene, Han Yu's eyes were sunken, with a look of terror in his eyes. Even his retreat speed accelerated a bit. After dodging one after another, Han Yu's spiritual energy was also consumed a lot, and the injury on his right arm was even worse.
It was serious and extraordinary, but the pain was unbearable.
Even though Han Yu has worked very hard to dispel the cold air, the healing is still slow and impossible to complete in a short time. And just this time, Han Yu's combat power has dropped dramatically. And the blood ink
The Qinglong's eyes flashed with fanaticism, and its offensive continued unabated. It came at him again. Because Han Yu had an injury to his arm, it became extremely difficult to dodge.
Seeing that Han Yu's avoidance was getting weaker and weaker, Zhou Ming's heart, which had been hanging around, breathed a long sigh of relief. Han Yu's silver sword had not been seen in front of him, but he was completely holding his breath.
, now seeing that Han Yu's arm and the right arm holding the sword were shattered, his expression finally became relaxed.
For him, in this battle, even if Han Yu had some back-ups, there was nothing worth fearing. After such a fierce battle, he thought he had completely figured out Han Yu. He was forced to do this by Han Yu.
This was something he never expected. Now he wanted to show himself openly and get to know Han Yu personally.
But it's not now. He still has to wait. He has to wait until Han Yu has no fighting power at all. Now he is not in a hurry at all and is very patient because he has a chance to win.