Monarch of Evernight
Chapter 86: Xiaosheng
The impact was too intense and the two men were almost stuck together!
The long sword stand of the blood warrior on the left arm shield of the thousand nights has been distorted and the blade sharp cut itself. One more roar a thousand nights, one full body, finally pushing the blood warrior backwards!
All blood fighters were stunned and the original strike moments suddenly failed. In a positive angle, they actually lost to their fellow humans? This is incredible!
Thousands of nights and so on are the moments that penetrate their formation, pushing the blood fighters in front of them to rush through dozens of steps before stopping. Meanwhile, hand axe lightning wielded, and future blood fighters who could not return to the sword block split from shoulder to chest.
The thousand nights did not stop at all, and the left foot took a step to the side, spinning around, and the blood warrior swept up behind him. The companion beside the blood clan collided positively with the thousand nights, and the dull flesh burst continuously.
When the two were separated again, they flew backwards and steadily landed at night, while the blood fighters landed where they belonged.
The elderly members of the bloodline see their eyebrows wrinkled, the shape of this people is even a little thin, but the tremendous power that erupts even surpasses these selected blood-sized warriors! And the opponent's hands are extremely harsh, and it's often a blow to death.
The elderly blood does not want to lose his men's warriors anymore. He draws his sword backwards, the blood force prompts it, the sword gradually becomes transparent, the red light evaporates and the hidden whistle comes out.
He instructed his subordinates to start using the guard and then to walk towards the thousand nights. But we just walked together, suddenly a feeling of weakness appeared, as if there was a big hole in the body, the power of plenty of blood instantly lost, even the sword could no longer hold on to the hand, bang fell to the ground!
The elderly of the bloodline were shocked and looked down. Suddenly his face turned pale and he lost his voice and shout!
With the strong physique of the blood clan, the wound on his arm should have closed to stop the bleeding, but now it has widened rather than closed. The wounded flesh rolls over, constantly exuding black and purple blood, and the muscles are rotting and falling at visible speeds!
The blood of the bloodline is red and full of life. But the purple and black blood water on the wound smells like rot and death.
As soon as I smell this smell, I feel dizzy in the old man's head. He immediately understood and lost his voice: "Poison! Very poisonous!”
The elderly of the bloodline swayed, unable to stand, one fell to the ground.
The Siege of Thousand Nights Blood Warriors suddenly panicked, some wanted to move out of the circle to check it out, others had just changed their posture, and rushed to attack.
In the chaos, a thousand nights of drinking burst, grabbing each point of void wedge, burst, flash, shift, the instant has cut two people in a row.
At the end of the battle, all blood fighters were slaughtered at night, and several more wounds were added to their bodies. These blood fighters are also troublesome if they fight for their lives.
The wounds on the body of the thousand nights are hot, constantly bloody and white, and the deep flesh is as charcoal black as it is burned.
The long swords of this bloodline have etched the array of Force, allowing the Dark Force to hurt the opponent through the Blade. Thousands of nights are wounded by dark forces. In the experience of the past thousand nights, this wound is the most troublesome, and it cannot be healed without clearing the dark force. And the longer the dark force stays, the more serious the injury will be.
The wound was painful, but the pain was irritating the nerves for thousands of nights, making him more and more excited. Thousands of nights only feel the blood in his body boiling, intense thirst and excitement mixed together, giving him a feeling of frenzy.
The corpses of the blood fighters fell to the ground, the blood continued to spill, and the intense blood gushed around the tip of the nose of the thousand nights. Take a deep, unconscious breath at night and instantly know it's broken!
The smell of blood instantly lit his consciousness and all the blood in his body began to boil!
Strong thirst turns to overwhelming will, and when the thousand nights can't hold their breath and breathe another intense breath of blood, it is like a person who has been thirsty for a long time suddenly drank a mouthful of sweet water, like a virgin who has never touched a woman for the first time into the body of the goddess of love, the instant gratification and pleasure, suddenly let the thousand nights low moan.
He pounded directly on the body of a blood warrior at night, opened his mouth and bit him to the side of his neck!
Yet deep in the consciousness of the thousand nights, there was another voice screaming constantly, trying to stop him. The voice is weak, but unusually stubborn, neither thirsty nor pleasant, can suppress it completely.
At this point, his appetite was spoiled by the smell of rot flowing through his nose. Thousands of nights I looked up and saw the elderly of the bloodline stand up sometime, with swords in their hands, trembling and wanting to fall!
Thousands of nights without a word, the bow bounced off, directly into the arms of the elderly blood clan, grabbed his neck, directly raised people up!
At this moment, blood gas boils in the body for thousands of nights, gold and purple, even like flying fish, constantly emerge from the blood tide, which makes his body strength surge again.
In a world where the Dawn Force consumes only a thin layer, the Dark Sun emerges from nothing more than a contour, as if the next moment would break through the barrier, while the Force resonance still passes, dragging the bloodthirsty cold and tyranny across every corner.
Thousands of nights without false reflection, the left hand squeezed and crushed the neck bones of the elderly blood! He slowly let go and watched the corpse of the elderly blood settle down. The intense emotions in his heart were exhaled and calmed down gradually.
The blood family is smelling more and more rotten, squatting down at night, turning his body over, and then seeing the wound on his upper arm. By this time, the wound had completely rotted, revealing a truncated arm bone of Whiteson. And the old man's skin also began to show a large, abnormal blue-purple color, his mouth was constantly infiltrating with blood, and the color of blood was also blue and black.
The elderly of the blood clan were too careless to defend themselves against the bullets that had blocked them for thousands of nights. Yet the thousands of nights of handmade force bombs are filled with a hint of blood, causing great damage to the Dark Races, especially the Blood Races. Especially when boiling blood becomes part of the practice, the effect becomes increasingly evident.
The desire to suck blood under the pressure of a thousand nights begins to retrieve the battlefield, and the intense blood still emits energy-rich flavors, just as the food is currently not very pleasant. Since that werewolf totem mission, Thousand Nights has realized that blood sucking may be the most effective restorative agent because of his blood family's physique, but he still controls himself from sucking, regardless of race.
The long swords used by these blood fighters are excellent craftsmanship. The array of forces etched on the sword's body is designed for dark forces, and the power will be discounted if driven by dawn forces, but if you take it to the black market, the price will still be much higher than the average weapon.
These swords can sell at least ten gold coins each. But in a stormy and fierce battle, more than half of the sword was distorted by the tremendous forces that collided between the two sides, with only two complete blades.
The style of the long sword used by the elderly is gorgeous, beautifully crafted and a boutique in the boutique. Thousand Nights tried this sword, when he mixed the blood force input, the blade flashed a thick bloodstain when the blade paused! This sword is more powerful in the hands of the thousand nights than it was in the hands of the elderly.
But after a thousand nights, I felt that the sword really didn't have much weight, and I immediately disliked it. He grouped the sword into the sheath, continued his search on the elderly, and found a second-degree Force pistol, as well as a sophisticated leather bag containing more than a dozen crystal coins. The elderly also have a leather chest coat, which is also a delicacy that etches the array of forces.
This good thing naturally has no reason to let go at night, and the fast hands and feet peel off. As for the armor on the blood fighters, there are no arrays of force, and they will not be able to see it much in a thousand nights.
At the end of the thousand nights, the loot was counted. There were six Force Guns, the rest of which were First Class Force Guns, except that the old man was wearing a Second Class. There are about fifty crystal coins, followed by a chest armor and three power swords. Finally, knock down all the blood sucking fangs of the blood clan and the battlefield will be cleared.
Looking at Said's bloated backpack for the first time, it was discovered that killing and robbing came so fast. Previously, in Red Scorpion, trophies were recycled uniformly by the Legion, while soldiers received merit points based on post-war military merit assessments. At that time, training and learning, and even training aids, consumed a lot of points, so they stayed without long objects for thousands of nights. And a lot of points gradually became part of his own strength.
With these trophies, resources can be redeemed for thousands of nights, especially those rare drugs that can accelerate the practice of the Force. Though he has reached the rank of King of Warriors by entering the country quickly, don't forget that the Force he is now cultivating is to be supplied with two uses. One is naturally Dawn Force and the other is used to feed blood gas.
Blood gas brings about changes in the sky and the earth. Ophthalmology night vision and blood physique are both very practical abilities, and the strength of the body gives qualitative improvement to the progress of Thousand Nights Refining Soldiers.
Since blood gas has become a part of the body, it can only be admitted at night.
After cleaning up the battlefield quickly, he glanced at the direction of the crash of the Red Scorpion lifeboat across the mountain for thousands of nights and pressed down his rising emotions. Little rookies are the last survivors, and from the small group of blood elders, there must be a powerful clan operating nearby.
Thousand Nights found this Blood Squad in the fierce mood to avenge the Red Scorpion Warrior, eventually wiped out his opponent with some little luck, and he suffered a lot of injuries himself. It also calmed him down a little, and the Red Scorpion mission was never a simple adversary, and that's all he can do now.
After a thousand nights of sweeping the battlefield, he turned away and rushed into the wilderness. Shortly after his departure, more than a dozen blood fighters appeared on the summit.