I seem to be an evil god

Chapter 247 Professional Warrior

Click! ! !

There was a uniform sound of neck twisting, and these subtle sounds became loud because of the overlap.

The huge venue makes the sound transmission distance. It is obvious that these spines are moving at the same time, but in West's ears, the crunching sound echoes in his mind, one after another.

All the tourists have returned to normal. Some are admiring the sculptures, some are chatting quietly, and a few are lightly pressing the surface of the sculptures with bright faces, seemingly very passionate about art.

This scene of extreme movement to extreme stillness, and then from extreme stillness to extreme movement made West's heart beat loudly. This sculpture gallery is like a horror paradise. Under the appearance of ordinary tourists, there are monsters hidden behind it. the essence of.

What is really scary is a horror hall owner who can control all monsters instantly, and is watching them with a smile.

Tom.

A completely black finger pointed at Liu Dao's lower back, and the old man's body flew out like a long snake. It turned out that the swamp trap could no longer control him.

The thin armor piece that suddenly rose blocked the old man's attack. The fierce force was blocked by the thin stone armor piece. The defeated strength turned into a violent wind and was vented. West's body became unstable for a while, and he rolled backwards twice. lock up.

"I, the violent warrior Gude'an, came here to teach me."

The old man in white had a cold expression on his face, and his fingers that failed to return the result drove his fist to rotate. He held the scattered wind in his hand, like a giant picking up a war hammer.

"Hedge...Reverse Colorful Hammer!"

The old man in white, Gudean, gave a low shout, spinning his arms like a windmill, waving a huge long-handled war hammer, and hammering directly with a cold-gleaming iron fist.

"Pass……"

There was another explosion, and Liu Dao looked at the old man with a smile. A thin piece of earth and stone in front of him kept trembling, and it actually produced a harmonious sonorous wave like a tuning fork.

"Old man, don't be so grumpy."

"Oh, compared to you, I'm nothing!"

The old man stepped back, his fists hidden on both sides of his ribs. The violent force caused his muscles to swell and his blood vessels to bulge.

"Hedge...Shushan Pinglan attack!"

The old man roared again, and hit Liu Dao's face with a swift fist. The Earthly Dragon walking underground easily picked up the stone piece and quickly blocked the old man's fist.

However, the force of this blow made Di Xinglong feel strange. The force of this punch was not even as strong as the previous one. However, the actions of the old man in white answered this question. It was not his fist that contained the killing intent, but the one hidden in his body. The knees beneath me!

A sharp spear-shaped shadow appeared above the knee. The name of this attack was Shushan Pinglan, but it was not a neutral and peaceful attack method.

The knee is one of the best attacking parts of the human body. This attack contains the supreme method of exerting force through the boxer's side. It is a secret that can be unlocked from the body only when a professional fighter controls his body to a certain extent. strength.

This is like developing the human bloodline to an extreme extent, and after reaching a certain level, it gets feedback from the bloodline.

Although the feedback from the alien bloodline is weirder and more obvious, professional warriors who purely cultivate the human body may not have the supreme power to show themselves to others.

The swift attack bypassed the defense of the stone armor, and when he saw that it was about to hit Liu Dao, a flash of joy flashed in the eyes of the old man in white.

As long as this blow hits, I will control the current rhythm of the battle. Whether he wants to heal or escape, this so-called master will not die soon.

However, the scene that the old man expected did not appear. The moment his knees flew forward, the sharp gun-shaped shadow suddenly disappeared without a trace. The strength on the old man's left leg suddenly relaxed, and the attack power was instantly reduced by a large amount.

"Snapped."

The sound of knees colliding with the water flow was heard. This sound reminded the old man of his childhood training days. At that time, he was learning martial arts in a martial arts school. In order to practice knee strikes, he fought against the water waves in the lower reaches of the river.

At that time, every fierce knee strike could cause a large splash of water, and the sound of the clash between knees and water was still the same as it is now.

The old man looked intently and saw that Liu Dao's body was actually covered with a thin film of water. His ferocious attack failed to hit the water film, only causing a few ripples.

"I didn't expect there was someone else. He is worthy of being the clown in the Lion City."

"Old man, why are you joking with me? I guess you have already memorized the information I have by heart. I have more than a dozen subordinates, big and small. Which one of them don't you recognize?"

There were dozens of them, large and small. Gu'an's face twitched. This number gave him a bad premonition, and something mentioned in the intelligence reverberated in his mind.

The other party once controlled the Fighter Cemetery of the Demon Hunter Guild. After the incident, the cemetery was completely sealed by the Demon Hunter Guild. It is suspected that several corpses of strong men were lost. However, there are also rumors in the underground world. It is said that the Demon Hunter Guild lost the corpses in the cemetery. of all corpses.

When he first saw this information, Goodian was dismissive. Even if the Death Cult and the Clown broke into the cemetery, stealing a few corpses was already a huge gain.

He even said that all the corpses were stolen, which is simply laughable.

At that time, the old man was very angry about this information, and his intelligence officer was reprimanded by him for a long time. If Kelly, who was seriously injured, had not come forward to persuade him, he would have sent the intelligence officer back to the military academy for retraining.

However, at this moment, he felt the sudden breath, and a drop of cold sweat streaked down the side of his face.

A violent fisting intention rose up behind him on the left. This was a boxing master who pursued the limits of the human body just like Gudian. The aura induction between the two diggers confirmed the identity of the other, and they were equally militant warriors. Profession.

There was a breeze blowing from the northwest, and cyan wind energy passed by him. The monster hidden in the wind opened his sleeves, and Gude'an's arms hidden under his robe were trembling slightly. .

What rises from the north is a cold breath, but this coldness is not the coldness of the energy master who tends to rule, but is a bit like the severe cold caused by extreme temperatures.

The gentle breeze brought the chill, and even though he was wearing a warm fur coat, Gudean felt like he was in a world of ice and snow.

One breath after another rose up, making Gu'an feel like he was in a dreamland. There were more than a dozen master-level experts gathered in the small sculpture hall. This simply went against all the principles in the world.

Where are you proud of being a master? And that boxer, as a warrior who is crazy about war, why can you obey the command of the team like a docile sheep?

No one answered Gu'an's question, while Liu Dao smiled and clapped his hands.

"Mr. Black Crow Guard, it seems you won't be able to return to the hotel tonight."

I have been fighting for decades and now I am going to be turned into a hostage?

Goodian was in a trance for a while. He had been serving as the Black Crow Guard for more than ten years, and this was the first time he encountered such a desperate situation. One person faced off against more than a dozen masters. Is this really what would happen in reality?

Just when Liu Dao was about to deal with the young nobleman and West, a suppressed shout came from the old man in white.

"Hedge... Solid Dragon Throwing Martial Statue."