I was Born in Hell

Is this a joke! !

Both games are considered losses... The Ghost King alone can fight against all opponents?

Gu Fan's words made the Red Dragon King freeze on the spot. He was stunned for a moment, and then the anger in his eyes almost burst out like a volcano erupting.

insult.

This is an insult.

Snapped.

Gu Fan snapped his fingers: "Wu, King Kong, come back."

The wind was blowing.

The hazy dust is constantly dissipating.

The particles in the mist passed between everyone's fingers, and they finally gathered in the direction behind Gu Fan, until the figure of a human woman slowly appeared.

No. 07, fog.

She still has the appearance of a human being, but her figure looks more ethereal and elusive, and she looks even more weak and vulnerable, as if she will disperse if the wind blows.

The structure is different.

Fog No. 07 has a different physiological structure from ordinary people, and has completed a unique transformation that belongs only to her.

Bang! !

With a loud sound, the Immortal King Kong was violently thrown out again, leaving a human-shaped pit on the ground.

At this moment, the body made of fine steel and magic iron was steaming. The two-meter-tall man was as red as a soldering iron. The sweat was flowing on his muscles like dripping on an iron plate, making a "sizzling" sound. The sound turned into a puff of white smoke.

He didn't know how many beatings he received... The strength of the ascetic's punch almost tempered his whole body. If he continued to beat him, he might really be beaten into molten iron and lava like "steel making".

The Immortal King Kong climbed out of the hole with some difficulty, and did not rush forward recklessly to continue fighting.

He followed Gu Fan's arrangement and returned to his back. He sat on the ground, making the floor under his butt very hot. Then he closed his eyes and began to carefully reflect on the battle just now and realize the remaining strength in his body.

not bad.

This can be regarded as a steady improvement in the combat effectiveness of the two subordinates.

the other side.

Qingyu had many cuts and scratches on his body.

Most of those wounds were very shallow. With Qingyu's strength, he was able to dodge most of Fog No. 7's attacks. However, the wounds in some places were very deep, and you could even see bones. They were so bloody that it was unbearable to look at them.

As the saying goes, if you often walk by the river, your shoes will never get wet.

Qingyu's speed is actually still higher than that of No. 07 Fog, but after experiencing thousands of sneak attacks, even a saint will make mistakes one after another, and these wounds are the witness of every mistake.

As for the ascetics, their condition is much better.

He was still the skinny old man, with the dog hugging his waist. The long battle did not consume much energy, and he still wanted to continue playing with the durable young man like the Immortal King Kong.

However... Gu Fan's insults made the ascetic a little angry.

One against three, are you kidding me? ?

And instead of Gu Fan himself appearing, he sent another subordinate.

Too arrogant.

Gu Fan's careless look, as well as his contemptuous and condescending eyes made people feel extremely uncomfortable.

"Young man, confidence is a good thing."

"But overconfidence is arrogance, and you will suffer losses."

The ascetic monk patted the dust on his body, and his words had the feeling of "If you don't listen to the old man's words, you will suffer a loss in front of you."

"King of Ghosts, let's begin."

Gu Fan gave a simple order without explaining too much.

Immediately afterwards, the ghoul king in blood robe disappeared instantly, and the ordinary people watching around saw the so-called teleportation again.

In fact... from the perspective of ordinary people, there is no difference if the speed reaches a certain level.

Ordinary people's naked eyes have their limits. Wu Zhan's movement disappeared instantly in their eyes. Qing Yu, who was faster, also disappeared instantly and was also unrecognizable.

But the Ghost King is different.

There was almost no warning, and there should have been a harsh sound when the speed reached its extreme, but it was as quiet as a pool of stagnant water.

"impossible."

This was the only word that came to Qingyu's mind.

As a saint, her naked eyes couldn't keep up with the speed of the Ghost King. Just as her brain reacted a little bit, the other party had already disappeared before her eyes.

dangerous! !

When you see the enemy disappear in front of you, danger must have come...

Ding.

Between life and death, Qingyu subconsciously swung his feather sword, and the huge figure wearing a blood robe appeared beside him. There was a collision sound of hand-to-hand combat, and half of the feather sword was chopped away.

At the same time, Qing Yu also flew backwards for more than ten meters. A wound that penetrated his collarbone and abdomen was opened, and his whole body was disemboweled.

The skin was cut open.

The muscles were cut open.

The bones were cut open.

His internal organs were almost torn apart by the Ghost King's claws. As long as he was just a moment slower, whether it was his heart or other organs, he would be cut into pieces.

As a saint, Qingyu's physical fitness is naturally countless times better than that of ordinary humans. Even if he was disemboweled, he did not die immediately. Instead, his brain was analyzing the claw of the Ghost King just now.

"ah……"

Suddenly, Qingyu felt a small pain in the wound.

poisonous! !

The ghost king's sharp claws were poisonous, and the incision was quickly corroded, and a long-lost fear enveloped her.

This is simply like an apocalyptic virus! !

Ordinary viruses are no longer useful to hunters, but the virus infected by the Ghost King himself can contaminate even saints.

That's right.

The characters like "Thousand Needles" that Gu Fan encountered before were turned into his own ghoul subordinates by the Ghost King, preparing to build an army of ghoul families.

This kind of toxin in the ghost king's body can corrode not only hunters, but even weaker saints...

"No...how could this happen..."

Terror has completely taken over Qingyu's heart. She is just like an ordinary person in the apocalypse. The virus infection makes her feel helpless.

On this day, she finally recalled the fear of the apocalypse again! !

Solve one person.

The actual usage time is less than 3 seconds.

The Ghost King's figure flashed again, but the ascetic monk could barely see the trajectory of its movements, and his strength was obviously superior.

"drink!!"

When the crisis broke out, the ascetic had to use his true skills.

With a loud shout, a skinny fist was waved out, and the surrounding air and sound were peeled away layer by layer, rushing towards the ghost king's body.

The Ghost King did not use his claws to attack, but also punched.

Bang! !

The two fists met, but the force coming from the Ghost King was as heavy as a mountain.

no the same.

totally different.

The power of the Ghost King is actually much greater than the Immortal King Kong.

The ascetic monk originally wanted to use force or other methods to deflect the blow, but the force of the Ghost King was too heavy, and he could not breathe. rice, but still unable to resist the Ghost King's fist.

As the saying goes, one force can defeat ten.

In the face of absolute power... skills are useless! !

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