Chapter 81 (1/2)

”Shua!”

Facing the vigilant tanzhilang and your beans, Wang Xu stuck five almost transparent silk threads on his right hand fingers, silently falling like fallen leaves, and swept at them in the blink of an eye.

Everywhere I went, even the air seemed to split in half, not to mention some trees.

”The breath of water, the form of four, the beating tide.”

Tanzhilang's hair blew up, looked at the five almost transparent silk threads, held the broken knife tightly, as if there was a tide, formed a multi-stage attack, and tried to cut off the five thin threads.

Although the five silk threads were as sharp as hair, they were as sharp as sword light. Tanzhilang just pulled away a trace, and then quickly bowed his head and rolled over on the ground, hiding in danger.

A pinch of hair dripped to the ground, making tanzhilang sweating.

Your bean jumped high to avoid, and then rushed to Wang Xu. Your right hand was broken and covered with blood, and threw it at Wang Xu like a sharp sword.

This is your bean's blood ghost skill · blood explosion.

Make their own blood explode arbitrarily and produce high-temperature flames to burn the target.

It also has the particularity of ”only burning what you want to burn”. It can destroy the effectiveness of the opponent's blood ghost technique or toxin. At the same time, it can burn the ghost seriously and make it unable to regenerate temporarily.

There is also an extremely powerful ability, that is, when the flame generated by blood combustion is attached to the sun wheel knife, it can be transformed into a burning blade - he knife.

Facing the attack of your beans, Wang Xu was expressionless. At the critical moment, he stood on one foot and rotated a circle. Five silk threads adhered to his right foot and swept it in the blink of an eye.

”Poof...”

Your beans didn't have time to react. The whole person was directly divided into five parts, and the blood splashed on the ground like a fountain.

”Your beans.”

Tanzhilang's eyes are split. Even if he knows that your beans will not die, his body can not be easily healed by being divided into five parts.

”The breath of water, the form of ten, the flow of life.”

Waving the broken knife, tanzhilang has a water dragon around him. The human dragon rotates and somersaults. The more times he rotates, the stronger his chop will be.

But in the face of tanzhilang's attack, Wang Xu easily dodged left and right.

”Hurry... You must hurry up.”

The water dragon kept turning and tossing. Tanzhilang's eyes were worried. He had waved more than ten knives, but he didn't even touch each other's fur.

How can it be so fast.

In a flash, Wang Xu's right hand was filled with silk thread, and he even grabbed the broken knife directly.

”How possible.”

Tanzhilang's face was stiff. Looking at the broken knife with silk patterns, he was creepy. It was too late to avoid.

”Poof...”

The whole body bent forward, tanzhilang's eyes turned white, his mouth and nose gushed blood, and the whole body rose up and rushed into the sky.

Wang Xu took back his foot and grabbed tanzhilang with one hand. The next moment, tanzhilang suddenly fell to the ground. The surface within a radius of three meters was broken like a spider web. Tanzhilang's bones were broken.

The dense silk thread forms an awl. Wang Xu raises his right foot and steps on tanzhilang's head.

”Ah...”

You beans, who have returned to normal, shouted with blood red eyes, dense cracks appeared on the whole face, and a ghost horn grew on the smooth and white forehead.

Like a remnant shadow, your bean bumped into Wang Xu and tried to save tanzhilang.

”You beans, don't.”

Tanzhilang kept spitting blood and watched Wang Xu pull open the white silk thread with his hands. He could feel the cold light just looking at it.

”Poof...”

Without any hindrance, your beans hit it and quickly split in half. Blood and internal organs fell on tanzhilang, and your beans hit the ground directly.

”Your beans.”

Tan zhilang forcibly controlled his body, jumped up covered with the blood of your beans, pulled away and ran to your dying beans. His face was full of panic and worry.

”Puff...”

The broken knife in your hand is red and burning. This is the blood of your beans.

”The God of fire is happy.”