ultimate cannon fodder

At this time, Ma Jianyao also felt that he was too trustworthy. Since he used his own energy to simulate the pseudo-realm, apart from being chased by the ruling and being chased to death, he was almost invincible at other times. This also made him develop a dependence on the pseudo-realm, thinking that Apart from the real realm, the pseudo realm is already invincible. But the pseudo realm is not a real realm after all, and there are still flaws to be found.

No matter from which angle you look at it, being able to travel through space cracks can be regarded as a miraculous skill, no less than teleportation, and in many cases even worse than it. After all, teleportation is still in the same place. It is completed in space, but traveling through space cracks uses the cracks between different spaces. This has far exceeded the current human understanding and exploration of space. With this skill, even if it is beaten by dozens or hundreds of High-level Dragon Whisperers can also attack them with ease, and can even use space cracks to defeat them one by one.

There was no time to think about it. The moment the little man was about to hit him, Ma Jianyao suddenly disappeared from the place and disappeared.

"Teleport," the little man jumped into the air and rushed a few steps before stopping. His face looked extremely ugly, even more solemn than when he discovered Ma Jianyao's pseudo-domain. He carefully observed the movements around him, inch by inch. He sensed Ma Jianyao's movements within an inch, but found nothing. Ma Jianyao's pseudo-domain may not be impeccable, but with the invisibility and the simulation of surrounding energy, it is difficult for even an A-level dragon whisperer to detect him, let alone a small person. It is said that with these two skills, Ma Jianyao can almost make himself invincible as long as he is not facing an A-level dragon whisperer.

The little man knew that Ma Jianyao was weird, but he didn't expect that he was so powerful. Although he could avoid Ma Jianyao's energy field with the help of space cracks, he was still walking a tightrope. If he was not careful, he would fall to pieces. Not every time To be able to succeed, Ma Jianyao was secretly and openly. He could only be beaten passively, but could not take the initiative to attack. How could he fight this battle? If it were normal times, he would definitely find an opportunity to escape, but today he came with a mission. Yes, as he said, even if he dies, he must complete the mission.

At this moment, an energy storm suddenly appeared in his perception. The little man immediately stood up straight, crossed his right arm, and gently blocked a punch coming out of the void. Although the attack came suddenly, it was not in his way. With his full concentration of perception, there is no possibility of being attacked by a sneak attack.

The little man couldn't help but smile. It seemed that this Ma Jianyao was nothing more than that. He actually knew how to use his shortcomings at the expense of his strengths. He couldn't sense his position, so naturally he couldn't use the space cracks to avoid his energy field. If you close the distance with him, if he activates the energy field in secret, you will have no way to defend yourself. Even if you don't die, you may be in an extremely embarrassing situation. But he just uses such a stupid method to attack yourself. Isn't it like falling into a trap?

But as soon as the smile appeared, it immediately froze on his face, because the force coming from his arm was unusually great, completely beyond his expectation, and even his arm bones, which were as hard as super alloys, instantly With a crisp cracking sound, his arm bent in a weird arc, and then hit his chest hard, making it look like he had punched himself.

The little man flew backwards violently, collapsing the wall behind him before he could stop his momentum. The armor on his chest made a fine clicking sound, and was almost completely penetrated by one blow. He spat out a mouthful of blood, and his spirit became much weaker. Looking at Ma Jianyao, who was slowly emerging from the flying dust, he gasped with a pale face: "You, how could you have so much power?"

"Why can't I have so much power?" Ma Jianyao asked with a smile.

The little man seemed to sigh: "We all underestimated you. If I can go back alive, I will definitely tell the boss that it is very irrational to become an enemy with you."

"I don't want to be your enemy, but you are the one who came to my door," Ma Jianyao said with a smile: "If you offend me, you must be mentally prepared to withstand my stormy revenge. Maybe I am not Sha Potian now." His opponent, but I am still young. Sooner or later, I will be above him and make him pay for his actions today." Although there was a smile on his face, his tone was so cold that it was bone-chilling.

As he was speaking, the space behind him was suddenly dyed with a deep black. A black line emerged quietly from the darkness as thick as ink, and it actually penetrated the energy field around his body without him noticing. , he didn’t react until he touched his back, and his expression changed instantly.

Before he had time to think about it, Ma Jianyao instantly activated his teleportation skill and suddenly disappeared in place. However, even so, he could not completely avoid the cutting of the black line. The black line looked very thin, and it was not big if you didn't look carefully. It's easy to find, but it seems to be extremely sharp. Although the armor on Ma Jianyao's body is not at the prison level, it is not weaker than the gold level. However, the extremely hard armor was cut open silently, and left traces on his back. A deep incision more than twenty centimeters long.

Ma Jianyao snorted softly and looked around. A strange cold light flashed in his piercing eyes. Under his gaze, everything that appeared in front of him gradually became clearer. Ma Jianyao also discovered that there was something unknown in the void. When did many tiny black lines appear? These lines intertwined like spider webs, filling the entire space.

"You are very calculating," Ma Jianyao sneered, but he knew in his heart that these black lines were laid by the other party in order to further compress his movement space, so that even if he could teleport, he would not dare to use it, because once the moment arrived, The black line is like hitting the knife net, and the body will be cut into several pieces immediately.

The little man wiped the blood from his mouth and said with a smile: "I don't dare. For a super strong person like you, I can only use all possible means."

As soon as he finished speaking, and no movement was seen from him, the blackness in the room became more intense, like a black curtain that even light could not penetrate, covering it layer by layer, with dozens of black threads protruding from the void at the same time. They came out, waving and cutting into various parts of Ma Jianyao's body. They criss-crossed and almost formed an all-round network that was inescapable.

Seeing that these black threads were about to wrap around Ma Jianyao, a ball of black flame suddenly emerged from his body, and then he heard a subtle "squeaking" sound, almost instantly covering the black threads he came into contact with. All melted.

"Ah," the little man let out a miserable scream, and his body shook violently as if he had been hit hard. He could hardly stand and leaned against the wall. His eyes widened as if he had seen a ghost, and he couldn't believe it. He shouted loudly: "What kind of flame are you? How can it possibly melt my indestructible thread of death?"

"Hellfire," Ma Jianyao's body was also riddled with holes, and blood continued to flow from his body. Although the hellfire burned these sharp black lines in time, they also caused great harm to Ma Jianyao before they were burned. , if the speed is slower, the black line may really cut Ma Jianyao into a pile of meat, and the armor's protection against this black line is almost zero.

"Impossible," the little man yelled angrily: "How could the insignificant hellfire burn down my death thread? How is it possible?" It felt like what Ma Jianyao said was a huge blow to him. insult.

"Believe it or not," Ma Jianyao said indifferently, then stretched out his hand to pull down a black thread from mid-air, observed it carefully, and said carelessly: "Thread of Death, the name sounds quite cool. Well, your exclusive skill,"

"You," the little man was so angry that he almost vomited blood. He immediately issued an order for the black thread in Ma Jianyao's hand to launch an attack. However, after the order was issued, he felt as if it was lost in the sea. The connection between this black thread and himself seemed to be blocked by something. Things are isolated.

But Ma Jianyao was trying his best to analyze the energy composition of this black line. Compared with the huge and complicated laws of nature, the energy rules of the black line are much simpler. With the incredibly huge computing power of his central nervous system, it didn't take long to analyze it. After a while, he couldn't help but be amazed. Although the rules of the black lines were simple, they were combined in a wonderful way that he had never seen before. The combination was not complicated, but it was like a chemical formula. Likewise, it can exert incredibly powerful effects.

At this time, I heard the little man yelling crazily: "Go to hell," his eyes were red, his hair stood on end, the blood vessels all over his body were bulging, and blood was pouring out of his eyes, ears, mouth and nose, but as soon as he could A huge energy began to brew in his body, just like the precursor of a volcano about to erupt. The blackness of the void became more intense, and the black lines were surging around Ma Jianyao like thousands of snakes ready to move. It seemed that he was I plan to put all my efforts into a fight with Ma Jianyao.

Ma Jianyao's flames can indeed burn his death thread, but it is not completely undamaged. This competition of pure energy requires persistence and endurance. Once Ma Jianyao cannot hold on, he will inevitably be cut into pieces. And if the little man can't hold on, he has no intention of going back alive anyway.

"Is that so?" Facing the crazy little man, Ma Jianyao did not show the slightest fear or anxiety. He chuckled and said. The little man suddenly turned pale because at this moment he felt all the death. The threads of death were out of control, and what frightened him even more was that all the threads of death in the void instantly turned into a huge net to cover him.

"How could he control my Death Thread?" This was the last thought that flashed through the little man's mind. Then his vision went dark and he didn't know anything anymore.