Exotic space: a reincarnation journey from a nightmare

"What did you do to my sister?"

Taro, a prostitute who has always regarded himself as intelligent, instantly thought of the cause of the matter, and at this moment he set his eyes on Chen Yu, who was not far from the brother and sister, for the first time.

"This is not okay, as a brother, how can you not even protect your own sister, your brother is not competent at all."

While Chen Yu hit his shoulder with the back of the knife, he did not forget to provoke the other party at the right time. In the face of enemies who fight to the death, he has never paid attention to benevolence and morality.

"Huh? It's kind of like you just say what you just said!

Chen Yu's words obviously angered the other party, but the prostitute Taro was not stupid despite his violent personality, on the contrary, he had begun to warn Chen Yu.

"Brother be careful, the other party is a ghost, and part of the blood that Lord Wuxian gave me was sucked away by the other party."

Yu Ji had already sensed the abnormality of his body at this time.

In her cognition, since the other party's purpose was to take away the blood of Lord Wu Miserable, then the other party was naturally the same kind as them.

Among the ghosts, there are not a few guys who rely on devouring the same kind to improve their strength, and in her opinion, Chen Yu is obviously this type of ghost.

"Is this guy a ghost?"

After hearing his sister's words, the prostitute Taro scratched his face with his fingers and looked at Chen Yu at the same time.

On the other party's body, he could indeed feel some breath that did not belong to humans, and the other party's blood had a trace of the taste of a miserable adult, but for some reason, his intuition told him that he just couldn't treat Chen Yu as his own kind.

"Don't worry, sister, no matter what this guy is, my brother will take back what he took away from you, as long as it's the guy who bullied Ji Ji, he must die."

At the same time as the words fell, the prostitute Taro waved the blood sickle in his hands with a complicated gesture, the blood demon technique, the flying blood sickle.

Several blood slashes like light blades roared towards Chen Yu under the cover of night.

Facing the large number of blood blades, Chen Yu dodged its edge, jumped sideways and switched the Blade of Mercy in his hand to a double knife form.

"You can't escape, turn around, Flying Blood Scythe." The prostitute Taro drives his finger, and the blood blade is controlled by it, turning the spearhead and striking Chen Yu again.

The double blade in Chen Yu's hand was shrouded in blood at this time, and the red blood exercise-blood blade.

The blood-colored double blades were staggered out, and the two blood-colored blades formed a cross to meet the flying blood sickle that attacked the second time.

"Boom-" The

blood blades of both sides collided together, and a cloud of blood mist exploded in midair.

At the same time that the blood mist exploded, a blood sickle came out horizontally, directly splitting the blood mist in two, and the momentum was undiminished, and the blade pointed directly at Chen Yu's neck.

Seeing that the other party was fierce, Chen Yu did not dodge or evade waving his knife and stepped forward, directly engaging in hand-to-hand combat with the other party.

"Ding-dong-" The

two short soldiers fought together, and the blood sickle and short knife collided with each other, and sparks splashed for a while.

The prostitute Taro had been immersed in the art of fighting for a long time, and as many as fifteen pillars died in his hands, and his fighting skills and combat experience were far beyond the reach of others.

Not long after the white-bladed battle with Chen Yu, he was keenly aware of the abnormality of his opponent.

The other party's physical fitness is comparable to his own, and in terms of speed alone, the other party is even one point faster than himself who is good at speed, which is enough to see that the other party's body does have some kind of ghost-like strength.

But from the point of view of combat skills, the other party is a mediocre comparison.

Based on the hundreds of years of combat experience of the prostitute Taro, the guy on the other side who slashed at each other was just waving a short knife in his hand and colliding with his own blood sickle, and there was no discipline at all.

If it weren't for the opponent's speed being too fast to keep up with his own attack, he was fully confident that he would be able to cut off the opponent's head with skill in 3 minutes.

At this time, Chen Yu, who was in the midst of the battle, did not know that his hunting weapon specialization was only rudimentary, and the effect brought by this skill was only to enable him to skillfully operate the tricky weapon in his hand, and could not bring any effective improvement to his own combat effectiveness.

This is like Chen Yu playing a MOBA game, he has mastered all the heroes in the game in the training camp alone, and he can master and use each hero's skill effects and various combos smoothly.

But if you want to say how he performs in the game, it can only be said that if it is a game at the ordinary level, he can still play properly, but he will only be blasted when facing those experienced high-level players.

To him, Taro the Prostitute is like a super high game that focuses on using only one hero match and fights thousands of times.

He can still support it now only because he is superior to the other party in terms of character level and equipment, and this advantage is being reduced little by little under the operation of the other party.

The prostitute Taro has so much control over the battle situation, he has already found a way to control the enemy, and since the other party's purpose is only to catch his own attack, he uses this in turn.

Each swing of the blood sickle will pull Chen Yu's short knife to slightly deflect, and these deflections will cause Chen Yu to show some flaws, and the prostitute Taro will swing the scythe again against these flaws.

Chen Yu's movements gradually began to deform, and the wounds on his body began to gradually increase, and the actions he made to make up for the small flaws would expose himself to greater flaws, but he had to do this.

The rhythm of the battle was completely in the hands of the prostitute Taro at this time.

"Your skills are not at all as big as your tone, can it be that you can only brag."

Sensing that he had won the battle, the prostitute Taro began to tease Chen Yu.

"Stupid guy who only uses brute force, by the way, let me tell you the good news, my scythe is coated with poison, it won't be long before your body becomes immobile, and I will cut off your head to see what you are."

While speaking, the prostitute Taro's offensive did not slow down, and most of the clothes on Chen Yu's body had been soaked in blood, but the prostitute Taro's body was undamaged.

So it is, is this the strength of winding, it's really difficult to deal with.

At this time, Chen Yu had no spare strength to speak, and could only secretly sigh in his heart that after a period of fighting, he had a certain degree of grasp of his strength.

The purpose of testing one's own strength has been achieved, and there is no need to continue to delay.