Nightmare Attack

The man in Tang suit never expected that his invincible black beetle would actually become food for others. He was not even sure whether the black beetle was a real creature or not. After all, it was a product of the sect. Google search reading

But this guy in front of me... actually ate them alive.

"Don't stand there stupidly, think of a solution quickly!" the strong man in sportswear urged urgently.

As the light extinguished little by little, darkness came in like a tide, and the two lost their opponent's vision again. They could only see clearly the very short distance in front of them.

1 meter, or 2 meters... In short, this distance is of little significance to them, because it is too close, so close that the opponent only needs to attack, and by the time they see the figure, it will be too late.

With the complete loss of contact with the black beetle, the man in Tang suit finally recognized the gap between himself and the guy nearby. Under the overwhelming strength, all struggles were in vain.

This guy may not be human anymore.

But he would never wait for death. He wanted to escape. Escape from here as fast as possible and as far away as possible. He would never come back again. He wanted no deputy minister or night watchman. He wanted to save his life.

But if he ran away rashly, he would definitely not be able to escape. He needed someone to stay and help him delay.

"I've found his weakness, and my beetle has a way to restrain him!" The man in Tang suit said in a hoarse voice, which sounded like that.

Hearing the words of the man in Tang suit, the man in sportswear who was originally in despair seemed to have grasped the last straw. Without any time to think about it, he immediately launched an attack in the direction of the enemy he thought he had.

He never dared to rush over, so he just threw everything around him. Continuous explosions sounded in the darkness, and the muffled sound was like a death knell.

The man in Tang suit evacuated silently. He clearly remembered that there was a door not far to his right. After opening the door, walk about 10 meters and you would find the stairs leading to the first floor.

As long as he moves lightly and under the cover of the man in sportswear, he has a high probability of successfully escaping.

Closer, closer... Neither the enemy nor the man in sportswear who stayed behind to stall for time noticed his quiet departure. Everything was going in the direction he expected.

As a disciple, he does not believe in gods and Buddhas, but after this incident, he must go to temples and Taoist temples to worship for peace of mind.

Finally, he vaguely saw the door, the door that represented the hope of life, just 3 or 4 meters in front of him!

Suddenly, his eyes were attracted by a vague outline. It looked like a large clothes hanger, standing next to the door, with clothes hanging on it.

But the man in Tang suit's eyes became strange, because he remembered that there were no hangers in the place beside the door, it was empty.

The next second, the clothes hanger shook for no reason, and the man in Tang suit's already sinking heart was severely tugged.

That was not a clothes hanger at all, but a person with disheveled hair standing there in a weird posture!

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"How are you? Are you okay?" The man in sportswear couldn't help but ask. Big beads of sweat were dripping down his forehead, and the area across his cheek was a little itchy, but he couldn't care less at the moment.

"What are you dawdling about?"

"Um?"

"Song Qingshu?"

No matter how he asked, there was no sound from where Song Qingshu was originally. The man in sportswear was not a fool and immediately realized that he had been tricked.

Song Qingshu used the golden cicada to escape from its shell. Song Qingshu was the cicada, and he was the abandoned body.

"Idiot!" The man in sportswear couldn't help but curse. To a certain extent, he could see things more clearly than Song Qingshu, that bastard who only knew how to squat and be mean.

In the current situation, it is possible for the two of them to survive together, but once they are separated, they will definitely die!

But the situation was already like this, and he couldn't change it, so... the man in sportswear raised his head, a fierce look flashed in his eyes, he had no choice but to fight once.

Under the huge pressure, he calmed down. He held his breath and concentrated. After noticing a little sign of air flow on the right side, he immediately used all his strength to lift a large porcelain bottle that was almost as high as a person horizontally, and then suddenly Throw to the right.

The force this time was surprisingly strong, the porcelain bottle was as powerful as the wind, and the force of this blow was enough to smash a wall.

The man in sportswear had a very concise plan. As long as he hit it, it would detonate the secret power hidden in his opponent's body. And he didn't want to pursue the victory. He had a clear understanding of the gap between the two.

Even if the opponent is injured, it is not something he can deal with.

All he wants is an opportunity. When his opponent is troubled by the sudden burst of dark energy, he will immediately break through the floor-to-ceiling windows to escape. As long as he gets 20 seconds... no, 15 seconds is enough, he will be sure to escape. .

There is a forest not far from the window. As long as he escapes in, no one can find him again.

But just as he was waiting for the porcelain bottle to burst before taking action, an accident happened.

He didn't hear any sound. The porcelain bottle that was thrown into the darkness was like a mud cow being thrown into the sea, and there was no news from it again.

It shouldn't be. Even if it didn't hit anyone, it should have hit a wall or something else. How could it be...how could there be no sound at all?

But the next second, a burst of wind sounded, and the man in sportswear had no time to react. He swung his fist and blew the incoming object into the air. The flying fragments cut his skin and face, and his whole body was covered in blood.

That's right, the thing flying over is the porcelain bottle that disappeared before!

The skin injury was okay, but what was scary was the dark energy contained in the porcelain bottle. The man in sportswear staggered a few steps, and finally couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood, and even the bones were exposed at the peak of his fist.

Use the other person's way to repay the other person's body.

He didn't understand at all how his porcelain bottle was caught by his opponent and thrown back intact. Why...why didn't the dark energy inside explode and hurt his opponent at the moment of contact?

But before there was time to think about it, the real crisis finally came.

A figure rushed over with an incomprehensible and strange posture. By the time the man in sportswear noticed it, his opponent was already close to him.

There was no time to think. With the determination to defeat the enemy, he punched out with both fists. This was his famous stunt. The dark energy contained in the fists exploded the moment it came into contact with the opponent's body.

An Jin destroyed the opponent's body without reservation. The bones were shattered, the muscles were torn, and the skin exploded. A human figure was severed from the lower part of the chest, and the internal organs and intestines were spilled all over the floor.

"It's done!" The man in sportswear was overjoyed.

But when he saw the "opponent" in front of him clearly, he was completely stunned. Song Qingshu stood with the lower half of his body, and the upper half of his body fell to the ground, twitching violently, and blood foam kept pouring out of his mouth.

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