"What's this?"

The expression of surprise on Zhu Wenwu's face froze. He thought that Su Changxing had successfully killed the monster, but it didn't seem to be the case.

The head of "Dean" was divided into two halves, and he retreated quickly. The blood energy in the air quickly condensed around it, filling its body.

In the corridor, the blood from the hunter's corpse was quickly drawn into a blood mist, which dispersed into the air.

Others may also feel as though there is an outward pull toward their own wounds, but to a lesser extent.

"What's the situation, didn't kill it?"

Su Changxing looked at the weird scene in front of him, his heart sank, and he realized that things might be going in the worst direction.

He quickly filled the magazine. During this process, the "Dean" didn't make much movement, and stopped when he retreated to the end of the corridor.

Su Changxing followed at the same time, and at a sufficient distance, he pulled the trigger repeatedly and fired. Four Magnum bullets accurately hit the opponent's forehead, hitting the wall, and blasting big craters one after another.

Every time a bullet passed through, one could clearly feel the surrounding blood froze for a while, but then, it began to gather in the direction of "Dean".

After a few breaths, the corpses of many hunters on the ground turned into bloodless mummies, and half of their hands appeared under the cloak of "Dean".

gradually.

A foot also appeared under the cloak, as if threading a needle, blood and flesh intertwined into silk threads and gathered together.

at the same time.

Zhu Wenwu also came in front of the "principal", looking very fearless, stabbing the opponent's forehead with a sword.

He didn't think too much, didn't think about the consequences, didn't think about what would happen after he died, so he didn't say anything about it.

The blade of the sword gleamed coldly.

He easily penetrated the forehead of "Dean" with a sword, and stuck it into the wall.

The blood in the surrounding space stopped like stagnant water, stagnating in the air, making it appear extraordinarily damp, and blood dew appeared on the skin of many people, which was precipitated from the blood mist.

It works!

Su Changxing did not expect that Zhu Wenwu's attack would be so effective, as if he had hit the vital point of "Dean".

Demon Chaser!

Zhu Wenwu's position is a demon chaser, and he is good at dealing with this kind of filthy monsters.

The "Dean"'s sluggish expression changed again, as if he was angry, his eyes suddenly turned, widened, and looked at Zhu Wenwu, wide-eyed.

"What to look at."

Zhu Wenwu said even more fiercely, his hands kept moving, he took out a long, slender, black steel nail from his pocket, and stabbed it at the head of the "Dean".

This was the steel nail that Su Changxing had pulled out before, and Zhu Wenwu picked it up as a spare weapon.

A ripple spread out from around the steel nail.

The steel nail was firmly nailed to half of the forehead of the "Dean", and blood overflowed from the gap between the steel nail and the flesh and blood.

With the rotation of the dagger, Zhu Wenwu's movements became faster, and he slashed at the arm of "Dean" with his sword.

He was beaten up before because he couldn't keep up with the opponent's speed, but now that the "Dean" is standing still and letting him hit him, the situation is completely different.

Su Changxing reloaded the bullet again and fired a round to maximize the output. Although the effect was not as good as Zhu Wenwu's, his attacks on "Dean" were always effective.

The balance of victory seems to be tipped in their favor.

The arms and legs of the "Dean" gradually disappeared again, it seemed that because of Zhu Wenwu's interruption, it fell into a state of panic.

"Zhou An, don't just stand there, attack my position."

Zhu Wenwu kept shouting with his hands.

Zhou An immediately reacted, threw a flying knife, and shot it at the position where Zhu Wenwu attacked. One flying knife was shot, and then another flying knife.

He knew that it might be a close call now, so he couldn't care less and attacked with all his strength.

The flying knives passed through the "principal" lightly and were nailed to the wall. It seemed to be useful, but it was not obvious, but when more than a dozen flying knives were shot, it was obvious.

Zhu Wenwu frantically slashed more than ten swords in a row, the blades slid through the air, stirring up wind and waves, and he used all his strength for each blow.

There were several bloodstains from Zhu Wenwu's beheading on the cracked face of "Dean". Its hands and feet had completely disappeared, and its skin had a rotten color.

Panting heavily, Zhu Wenwu slashed out again with a sense of madness. He could feel that the monster had reached its limit, and this sword might be the end.

This comes from the instinct of demon chasers, hunting monsters and filthy things is their vocation.

Su Changxing also felt a tinge of joy, and also felt that the "principal" might be defeated, so he stopped shooting and watched the situation over there.

This may be one thing conquers another, but Zhu Wenwu of the ninth rank is capable of killing an existence of the eighth rank.

The blade slashed down slowly, gradually approaching the "Dean".

in vain.

A faint green light flashed.

"You really hate it, why are there people with abilities like you?"

"Tao Yi" quietly appeared in front of Zhu Wenwu, holding the blade firmly with one hand.

Zhu Wenwu's face changed drastically, and he felt that the sword in his hand could no longer be pushed, and the opponent's strength was far higher than his.

"Tao Yi" looked at Zhu Wenwu with an interested look on his face, and continued:

"It stands to reason that it is impossible for a position like yours to appear in this world, just like it is impossible for clean things to appear in a garbage dump full of filth."

Zhu Wenwu's ability is like a clean light to her, which makes her feel a little uncomfortable, but that's all, more interested.

really.

It is "Taoy" who is manipulating this thing, the evil spirit priest can manipulate evil spirits, so this thing is an evil spirit?

"Originally, you can leave."

"Tao Yi" looked at Su Changxing, and smiled angrily, "But if you insist on causing trouble, then don't blame me for being rude."

Zhu Wenwu yelled: "You are a **** and you still want to set up a memorial archway, UU Reading www.uukanshu.com is hypocritical! Kill as you want, you dirty monster."

He has roughly guessed what kind of existence the other party is, a person who has been resurrected from the dead.

This kind of thing would be unbelievable when you think about it before, but now it takes it for granted.

Su Changxing stared at "Tao Yi" from a high angle, feeling bad, he didn't even see how the other party appeared.

This person's strength is definitely higher than that of a "tailor". According to the characteristics of his ability, he can directly crush a "tailor".

The ability of "tailor" is still within the scope of understanding, materialism can barely understand after seeing it, but "Tai" is very strange, it can pass through walls, be pierced by bullets, and appear out of thin air, like a ghost .

This time there is really no chance of winning.

Su Changxing even began to regret that he hadn't traded with that unknown existence before. It didn't seem to have too much malice, and even if it did, it should be better than it is now.