MTL - Strange Worlds: The Sequence-Chapter 101 cold blooded

  Chapter 101 Cold-blooded

  Wang Li let out a low growl, his eyes suddenly turned dark, the dark knife in his hand flew, and the dark knife lights scattered in all directions with the dancing.

  The internal energy was surging, sweeping the blade glow, forming a small tornado, isolating Zhao Hongchao's attack.

   Except for Wang and Zhao, as long as the people around are a little closer, they will be seriously injured if they are affected.

  Even Zhao Yuan, another member of the Zhao family's divine will, does not have the strength to intervene in the battle between the two.

  He shifted his gaze to a kind of Shuramen disciple following him, and showed a sneering sneer.

  Holding the spear in his hand, Zhao Yuan was like a wolf in a herd of sheep, invincible and unstoppable.

  As for the "Heavenly Handicapped Old Man" He Wusheng, he didn't know where he went when the two masters of the Zhao family appeared.

   Are you kidding, stay and die?

  He is a smelly fortune-teller of [Gua Sequence], what should he use to fight a martial artist of [Gun Sequence].

  With his strength, it is a bit difficult for him to deal with ordinary second- and third-level martial artists, let alone a master of the same level.

  Looking back to the original place, the battle between Wang Li and Zhao Hongchao is still going on, and the Ming Dao is indeed worthy of being a first-class weapon in the past, and the dense black energy envelopes the two of them as soon as it is used.

   Under the halo of the knife shadow, there are two figures flying up and down fighting, criss-crossing.

  Two weapons.

  One is a jet black long knife.

  One is a red spear.

  Jin Ge screamed, bursting out a biting breath, and the two fought on equal terms, inseparable.

  Wang Li's black long gown fluttered with the wind, holding a dark sword in his hand, and the ink color danced wildly. Hongying and ink shadows were mixed together. Others only heard the sound of fighting, but did not see how to fight. The speed was extremely fast!

  A snowflake was blown down by the cold wind, fluttering and falling between the two of them.

  Zhao Hongchao started to move suddenly, acting like a ghost, but the long spear in his hand was more illusory than a ghost. With one shot, seven gun shadows appeared in mid-air.

   Chi Chi Chi Chi Chi Chi Chi Chi Chi -

  After the seven soft beeps, the snowflakes that were originally light as thin flakes were twisted into crumbs, and they were scattered in the cold wind and scattered all over the sky.

   This is the prairie fire marksmanship, the continuous and endless marksmanship like a net.

  In Wang Li's eyes, Zhao Hongchao's gunshots were everywhere in front of him, behind him, up, down, left, and right.

   There is no way to retreat.

  His palms were already sweating.

  It is said that mice don’t know fear, that’s because they are too stupid, they don’t even have the feeling of fear, but human beings are not mice, and when faced with such terrifying and terrifying marksmanship, fear is an instinct.

   "Hey hey hey—"

  Wang Li's eyes turned hard, and Ming Dao entered his body again.

  Blood is sucked, and the blade is shining.

  At this moment, there is no longer any fear left in his heart, only the monstrous anger is left!

  [Knife Sequence] The characteristic "Blood Bath" is activated!

  Characteristic "Blood Bath": Abandon all emotions except anger, greatly increase physical strength, blood lost in battle can be converted into vigor, change the nature of internal force, increase the capacity of internal force, and greatly increase the corrosiveness of internal force.

  Wang Li raised his drooping head suddenly, looking madly at Zhao Hongchao with a calm complexion, and let out an inexplicable laugh.

  His eyes became pitch black, and it was no longer clear what was the white of the eye and what was the pupil.

  The black internal force wrapped around Ming Dao Dao's body suddenly changed and became much thicker, like deposited mud, as if once stuck, it would never be able to climb out again.

  Luo Houdao Sutra · Funeral!

  Huge power erupted from Wang Li's thin figure, and the ink-colored sword was placed in front of him, blocking the countless spear shadows Zhao Hongchao swung.

  At this time, Zhao Hongchao suddenly withdrew his gun and turned to attack Wang Li's foot.

   Spear Intent · Prairie Fire!

  The fiery internal force roared out like blazing fireworks, and phantoms of flames emerged around the Chilian gun.

  Wang Li felt a wave of heat rushing towards his face, and the cold light from the gun tip was reflected by the mirror-like ice and snow on the ground, emitting a flash of light.

At the same time, he felt another extremely fierce wind rushing towards his back. At this time, the Ming knife in his hand was intersecting with Zhao Hongchao's spear. It would be extremely difficult to advance an inch, and even Needless to say, he changed his move back to the knife and blocked the frame backward.

   It is another divine martial artist from the Zhao family.

   Zhao Yuan.

  However, Zhao Yuan was in a strange state at this time, his eyes were distracted and lifeless, but his whole body was full of vigor, exuding a majestic power.

  【Gun Sequence】The feature is "Hundred Wear".

  Characteristic "Hundred Wears · Three": Invincible in battle, invincible in attack, the attack of the gun sequence warrior comes with a certain percentage of armor-piercing effect, which can ignore most of the ordinary armor.

  I saw Zhao Yuan holding a long spear, with a shining white light on the tip of the spear, exuding an unstoppable aura, and stabbing straight at Wang Li's back.

   If this shot is confirmed, even if Wang Li has the Ming knife in his hand, he will not escape death.

  At this critical moment, Wang Li forcibly bent his body over, and staggered the deadliest point of the spear.

   There was a snort.

  Zhao Yuan's long spear pierced into the chest, brushing the edge of Wang Li's heart and piercing out from the chest.

   was severely injured, but Wang Li was smiling.

  The power that weighed on my heart seemed to be broken by a dark cloud, revealing light.

  The one behind is dead.

  Wang Li opened his mouth, silently comparing his lips to Zhao Hongchao in front of him.

   Immediately afterwards, the infiltration scene appeared, Zhao Yuan's spear pierced Wang Li's body.

  But the blood from the latter's wound seemed to be alive, crawling along the barrel of the gun, and arrived at Zhao Yuan's hand almost instantly.

  Zhao Yuan tried to loosen the barrel of the gun, but Wang Li's blood seemed to have suckers, sucking the latter's hands tightly to the barrel of the gun, making him unable to move.

  【Knife sequence】: heavy pollution

  Characteristic "Blood Nether": Nether has blood, and the waves of magic are rolling. After being seriously injured in battle, all the blood in the whole body can be converted into Nether blood in a short time. It has a certain self-awareness, can absorb internal energy, and has miraculous effects.

  Wang Li's ghost blood spread along Zhao Yuan's hands, climbing up his arms, chest, neck, and even his head.

  Zhao Yuan's internal energy surged all over his body, as if he wanted to break free from these weird blood.

   But it doesn't help at all.

  Once Zhao Yuan's inner strength surged out, he was completely absorbed by these ghost blood in an instant. Not only could he not break free from the latter, but it became the nourishment of these strange blood.

   "Don't save people? If you don't save him, he will die."

  Wang Li chuckled, his eyes were gloomy, and he stared at the expressionless Zhao Hongchao, trying to provoke the latter and make him also be stained with his Nether blood.

  However, Zhao Hongchao was unmoved.

  He stood there, and after a long while, he suddenly said: "As long as you don't use internal contact, this method won't work at all, right?"

  As soon as Zhao Hongchao's voice fell, Wang Li's expression remained unchanged, and he looked at Zhao Hongchao with a sinister smile:

   "So what?"

   "How can you kill me without internal power? Why don't you just watch your companions be drained of their internal power by my blood."

  Hearing this, Zhao Hongchao was noncommittal.

  He walked forward slowly, without using his internal strength, he took off the Tai Su Yin Talisman hanging from Wang Li's waist, and put it in his arms.

   "From the beginning, I didn't intend to kill you, because it wasn't worth it."

   "I know you still have cards. If you really want to put you to death, neither of us may be able to get away today, so I chose the safest way."

   "Use the life of a divine martial artist to exchange for the key of Daozang with you."

   "I won this competition."

   Make up for last night, too sleepy, go to bed first

  (end of this chapter)