I was Born in Hell

Accumulate but gain little.

There are many such examples around Gu Fan.

Wu has accumulated a lot of experience over a long period of time, and her strength is considered to be among the best among the legendary fourteen. Logically speaking, she should have broken through the shackles of the mithril level long ago.

But... Mist's ability is too special.

From a scientific point of view, it is impossible to transform human body into other substances, but she did it anyway.

Swish swish swish.

Mist's body was repeatedly cut and then healed again.

The broken arm turned into dust, and half of the head was cut off but not dead. The cut wound was bloody and shocking, and you could still see the beating pulse of the brain and the white brain matter.

But...the cut off part just turned into smoke and dissipated.

Qingyu continued to attack, Wu's entire body was strangled, but still not a drop of blood was shed, and the severed body parts exploded into bursts of smoke and dust again.

The surrounding smoke and haze was getting thicker and thicker.

Fog No. 07 is like a female ghost, she is wandering in the dust, rising and falling elusively.

Suddenly she reappeared.

In the foggy and blurred vision, the woman's figure was even more difficult to see clearly. There was no sound of footsteps. When she looked carefully, she discovered that there was only a puff of smoke and dust on the lower body of No. 07, and she disappeared in front of her with a long tail.

ghost.

She is simply a female ghost.

This time, the fog even lost its lower body, and only part of its chest and arms were solidified. The most terrifying thing is... there is no head above the chest! !

Headless? ?

No body? ?

Wu moved forward quickly, but Headless and Bodyless launched an attack. He swung his arm forward violently, and the dust condensed into a gray dagger, which slashed towards Qingyu's neck.

horrible.

This is simply a scene that would only appear in a horror movie.

Qing Yu was extremely fast and subconsciously blocked the attack of the dagger. The feather knife in his hand was extremely sharp and cut off the gray foggy dagger directly.

"wrong!!"

"This feeling??"

Qingyu's eyes jumped. At the moment of hand-to-hand contact, there was no feeling of metal collision. Yu Dao cut the gray dagger into two pieces without any hindrance, but that's why it seemed weird.

That's a dagger made of dust! !

Cutting it off with the sharpest feather knife is like cutting off a gust of wind, and this wind is still moving forward after passing by the feather knife, and condenses into a solid body again.

retreat! !

Qing Yu quickly dodged back, and as expected, the gray dagger appeared in the middle between Yu Dao and her neck.

A trace of blood was drawn, and Qingyu's snow-white neck was cut open with a shallow wound. No blood vessels or throat were injured, and only a drop of blood slid along the wound to under the collarbone...

It hurts me.

Qingyu's pupils shrank sharply, he never expected that the woman whom he looked down upon would actually hurt him! !

"hateful."

Qingyu's hand holding the feather sword creaked. Just now, he had forced his opponent into a dead end, but now the situation was reversed.

Unable to harm! !

No matter how fast Qingyu's knife was, he could not hurt the ghostly woman in the mist.

What kind of monster has this evolved into? ?

Uh-huh.

Swish swish swish.

Qingyu continued to fight in the heavy fog.

Her fighting power is also really strong, constantly tearing apart the condensed ghosts around her, and it is difficult for No. 07 Fog to really hurt Qingyu.

Ten knives.

One hundred dollars.

Even a thousand swords would be difficult to cut through Qingyu's lifeline.

But...the outcome of the battle seems to be determined.

No matter what, Fog No. 07 is already invincible, and the wounds on Qingyu's body will continue to increase. Even if his life is not in danger for a while, he will definitely lose if it continues for a long time.

the other side.

Gu Fan showed a satisfied smile.

Sure enough, Fog No. 7 was kicked out with a final kick. As a god of death, his vision is always right.

"This battle is over."

Gu Fan said this while others around him were still in the dark.

Confused, he tried his best to look towards the center of the foggy battlefield, but still couldn't find any clues. Aren't the two of them fighting in full swing? ?

Why is it coming to an end? ?

Gu Fan was not interested in continuing to watch the battle, and looked back at the opposing Red Dragon King in the distance: "Am I the winner in this battle?"

The Red Dragon King never expected that the battle that seemed to be 100% sure to be won would actually be counterattacked by the opponent.

Not willing to give in.

I really feel a little unwilling.

The Red Dragon King snorted coldly, and a deep voice came from his throat: "Huh, the battle is not over yet. Don't judge rashly. Although your men are almost invincible physically, there is still no way to kill her."

The Red Dragon King said, slowly raising his palm.

The dragon's scales were covered with scorching fire, and the flames slowly turned from the initial fiery red to the scorching white. The temperature was also rising steadily, but it was only kept within a small range and would not let the flames burn the surrounding areas. Every plant and tree.

He is saying that even if it turns into a heavy fog, it can kill him. All he needs to do is burn all the dust particles in the fog to ashes.

By then, can Fog 07 be reborn? ?

Gu Fan shrugged indifferently: "Well, since you are so happy to see your subordinates executed by Ling Chi, then I don't have any objection. It's just a waste of time."

"Next, let's start the second battle directly, shall we?"

Lingchi was executed.

It is said that this kind of punishment requires three thousand cuts on a person's body before the target slowly dies in endless pain.

Qing Yu is probably in this state.

She cannot hit the enemy, but the enemy can slowly leave wounds on her body. They will be very shallow at first, but the wounds will become very deep as they are continuously covered, and a thousand shallow marks will penetrate into the bone marrow.

Isn't this Lingchi execution? ?

However, it would take three days to execute Ling Chi, and it would also take a long time to cut Qing Yu to death. The cruel Lord Death did not have the leisure to stare at this almost "punishment" battle, but wanted to start the second one directly.

"Let me do it."

A low, hoarse voice came from behind the Red Dragon King.

The robe is lifted.

A scrawny old man walked slowly over.

He is the ascetic monk among the ten saints, and he is also the elder pursued by the ascetics.

The ascetic monk did not show a powerful aura, but like Gu Fan, he had a feeling of restrained strength.

When ordinary people see him, they will definitely not be able to believe that the ascetic is a saint.

His body was as skinny as wood, and he looked exactly like an old man whose body was half submerged in the loess. There was no muscle under his wrinkled skin like a dead leaf, and his skin and bones seemed to have been struggling to support himself in a state of malnutrition for a long time.

This man made Gu Fan look twice.

There is wisdom hidden in his cloudy eyes, as if he has seen through the world of mortals, and finally returns to his original nature, giving him a feeling of great wisdom and foolishness.

"Immortal King Kong."

"You go and fight that old man."

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