From the Dungeon, Slaughter the Demon Apostle Chapter 433

In an instant, a gust of cold wind blew by, and the suspended blood droplets suddenly splashed in all directions like a vigorous torrent, and the two assassins closest to Kunta were seeded inside.

Beads of blood were like rain hitting plantains, crackling and spurting on them. The two assassins had no time to dodge, so they could only protect the front door with their arms, but they were still sent flying tens of feet away.

And the rain of arrows all over the sky didn't know why, they were all spinning in the air, like a naughty little hand stirring the turbulent air, playing.

It has to be said that the power of the blood beads is very great, except for the crossbowman and the little boss who stood the farthest, almost everyone was wrapped in this sudden wave of blood rain.

Jiandun frowned and stared at the shield, listening to the sound of knocking on his own shield, feeling the power of the blood beads, he was a little surprised.

And the other three Berserkers were not much better. Although they also hid behind the shield guards or nearby obstacles in time and managed to save their lives, they all suffered more or less injuries.

What kind of martial art is this, so overbearing! ?

The attack of the blood beads was like a torrential rain. It came suddenly and then disappeared quickly. When this wave of attacks was over, the uncontrolled arrows fell down with a crash.

And the two assassins who were knocked into the air by more than ten feet had already been beaten into sieves and died utterly.

The little boss looked at the scene in front of him in disbelief, a little dazed.

He had always been in the upper hand, but why did the situation turn around in the blink of an eye, and the casualties were heavy? Could this be the ability of the Venerable?

Unconsciously, his eyes drifted towards the battlefield. Kunta, the only one standing proudly, couldn't help but shrink his pupils when he saw this.

At some point, Kunta's whole body was covered with a layer of blood-red battle armor, his eyes were red, like a ghost from hell, and he was looking at him with a grin.

Grinning, Kunta raised his chin, and said proudly: "I have to admit, you really have a few brushes, which made me use the forbidden technique of mad blood armor. In order to show my respect, I will let you die Very happy."

Forbidden! ? ?

When hearing these two words, the little boss's face was as pale as paper.

The shield guard in General Heisha frowned, and suddenly turned his head and shouted to the little boss, "His current strength is no longer something we can defeat by delaying tactics, you run away, we will cover you."

Hearing this, the little boss was furious, and scolded in a cold voice, "What are you talking about? Did the sand bandits escape? I will advance and retreat with you."

But he didn't want a crossbowman next to him to slap him suddenly.

Snapped!

Crisp and loud.

"Wake up, don't forget, we still have a mission, you have to send the things back safely, so our sacrifice will not be in vain."

The crossbowman said in a low voice.

Touching his red and swollen face, the little boss was filled with regret for a moment, and he blamed himself for the current situation, but thinking about the things in his arms, it is obvious that he must save someone and send it back, so as not to disappoint the big boss trust.

Gritting his teeth, he turned around and took out a cloth bag from his arms, handed it to the crossbowman carefully, and said calmly:

"This accident was caused by me alone. I don't regret my death, so you should send it back."

"You are confused, you are already a half-step venerable, you can escape faster than us, and you still comprehend the secrets of the earth element, and you are like a fish in water when you enter the desert. Our brothers have learned the joint attack technique, can we escape after we are separated? "

After speaking, he stuffed the cloth bag back.

The little boss bowed his head in silence, he knew that Heisha would make him send something as an excuse, to give him an excuse to escape, gritted his teeth, the little boss stuffed the cloth bag into his arms, stopped talking nonsense, and rushed in In the forest behind him.

The little boss's departure didn't seem to arouse Kunta's interest. He just glanced at the direction of the forest intentionally or unintentionally with his eyes gleaming fiercely. The back of the little boss stopped paying attention there.

Several black-clothed fangs glanced at each other, surprised, but also slightly relieved. After all, their mission is to stop the powerful enemy in front of them and buy time for the little boss. If Kunta voluntarily gives up the pursuit, the pair It's better for them.

Just when they were still guessing the intention of Kunta's action, Kunta had already moved.

A blood-red figure erratically struck towards them, at an extremely strange speed, within a few flashes they were less than ten meters away, they were shocked in their hearts, and just about to make a move, their bodies suffocated unconsciously, a wave The icy cold invaded the whole body in an instant, and his movements suddenly became sluggish.

Like a frog stared at by a poisonous snake, it froze there.

The shield guard grumbled inwardly, bit the tip of his tongue suddenly, spewed out a mouthful of blood, leaned forward, stood in the front, raised the black shield with both hands, intending to harden Kunta's thunderous blow.

The shield guard's movements seemed extremely smooth, and after he finished this series of movements ~www.mtlnovel.com~ he roared loudly:

"Bite the tip of your tongue, don't be drawn by his aura, it's evil spirit!"

Evil energy is an invisible aura accumulated by human beings for a long period of mass killings. This kind of aura is extremely cold and cannot be concealed and utilized under normal circumstances.

However, if one comprehends the mystery of killing or learns the secret art of killing, one can turn evil spirits into a means of attack or defense for one's own use.

And Kunta's move is called evil energy entering the body.

That is, after mastering the evil spirit, use the cold and invisible characteristics of the evil spirit to directly inject it into the opponent's body, so as to limit the enemy's movements and kill them by surprise.

Of course, this seemingly domineering attack actually has many disadvantages. After all, evil spirit is just a kind of aura. As long as you are prepared in your heart and stimulate your body with strong stimulation methods, the crisis can be resolved, but you have to Said that this attack method is very effective when the opponent is not on guard, and the effect is very good. For example, now, except for the shield guard who is more clear-headed, the others are restrained.

While speaking, a red light descended from the sky, and the sound of clanging suddenly resounded, and a blood-colored giant ax wrapped in blood slammed into the black shield fiercely, splashing countless sparks.

In an instant, the shield guard only felt that his hands seemed to be raised above his head like a huge mountain, weighing as much as ten thousand catties, and he was a little out of breath under the pressure.

The shield guard roared loudly, the veins in his arms bulged, and his arms became thicker, which barely prevented the giant ax from falling.

Red light flashed in Kunta's eyes, and he praised, "Okay, I am not disappointed, but this blow is not over yet."

As Kunta's words fell, Kunta's arms suddenly exerted strength, and a wave of waves oscillated along the ax to the shield.

Chapter end