I can absorb the mark of the old god

Chapter 92 Vampire ([-])
He missed a hit, but Huang Mao took advantage of the situation and clawed at him. With a flash of cold light, the shield technique activated by Chen Yi'an's magic talisman was cut directly, and the tip of Huang Mao's claws showed bloodstains on his chest—if Chen Yi'an hadn't retreated fast enough, I'm afraid His head and ribs were cut open at the same time!

"You're so naive, you underestimated the strength of the blood race, even a mortal like you deserves to hurt me? It's just wishful thinking!"

Hu Yuanchi sneered, his figure flickered, and came to Chen Yi'an again, his right leg bounced suddenly, a powerful force hit Chen Yi'an's chest in an instant, kicking him to the ground, Chen Yi'an fell to the kitchen, copied Picked up the kitchen knife.

The blood on the chest that had just drawn a line of blood was instantly stained red by this kick, but Chen Yi'an's injury was not as serious as it seemed.The strength of the other party's leg was not as great as he expected. It seemed that although the yellow-haired man who claimed to be a blood race was fast, and could move out of thin air, his strength was much worse.

"Haha, you idiot, do you think that kitchen knife can fight me? I only used one tenth of my strength just now, and my skin is extremely hard, even if you take an axe, it can't hurt my body "Hu Yuanchi smiled conceitedly, and approached Chen Yi'an again, stretched out his hands, and waved a cold light towards Chen Yi'an's neck.

Chen Yi'an's pupils contracted violently, and his eyes glowed like the ripples of lake water, and the technique of breaking wood and golden dogs was launched impressively.

"I see it clearly!! Sure enough!!!" Chen Yi'an used the pure Yang sword formula with the kitchen knife in his hand, and after blocking the long nails of the yellow hair with the short knife with golden flames, he suddenly made a sound.

He raised his head, his blue eyes gleaming with relief after enlightenment.

Although the speed of the yellow hair is fast, it is impossible to move left and right in the small room like before, leaving afterimages. If there is such a speed, it may have caused a sonic boom in the air. This is an illusion, although the speed is far beyond ordinary people. But after seeing through the illusion with the technique of breaking wood and golden dog, Chen Yi'an was able to keep up with the opponent's rhythm.

Huangmao's complexion changed slightly, and his attacks became faster.The nerves that have been walking on the edge of danger all year round caused him an inexplicable crisis.

"That's right!! This feeling!!" Chen Yi'an murmured in a low voice.Steadily blocked every attack of the yellow hair.The cold white light fell on his eyes, reflecting the light like jewels.

The two sides fought fast in such a narrow space, the blades and claws collided constantly, the dining table and the kitchen door were destroyed by the sharp edge in this protracted and fierce confrontation, turning into piles of debris and sawdust.

This time it was no longer Chen Yian's passive defense, and Huang Mao no longer had the initial calmness. He could feel the deadly aura of Chen Yian's blade, and it was definitely not as safe as he himself said. Threatened with increasingly precise strikes, he could no longer draw back to cast his blood spell.

Sweat slowly ran down his cheeks. As a senior blood race, he hadn't felt tired for a long, long time, and sweating, he thought he had lost this function.Looking at the blood splattered but smiling young man in front of him, Huang Mao clearly felt the fear he hadn't experienced for a long time.

Who is the blood race? Is this boy a perpetual motion machine? He can still exercise vigorously for so long after being injured.Hu Yuanchi became more and more irritable and anxious, and he no longer had the nature of teasing his opponent.

The two figures staggered and swayed between the dining room, the speed was so fast that it was dizzying. Huangmao, who only relied on speed and instinctive reactions to attack and defend, became more and more passive under Chen Yian's superb swordsmanship, and was frequently attacked by Chen Yian while moving. The sword is not the sword, using the sword light to leave bloody wounds on the body.

Such ferocious and continuous attacks made it more and more difficult for Huang Mao to parry. He dodged left and right and retreated, but he still couldn't get out of Chen Yian's attack range. Even if he couldn't dodge one time, the left half of his ear and hair disappeared in the bloody light, and was sliced ​​by a kitchen knife. go.

If what Chen Yi'an was holding was not a kitchen knife, but his own long sword, the battle would have ended long ago.

Can't go on like this.

Hu Yuanchi's heart became more and more anxious. Relying on the amazing resilience of the blood race, his injury was not serious, but he lost an ear, and there were more wounds on his body that were recovering. The slight pain strengthened his strength, making his claws Attack faster and stronger.

That kind of unscrupulous, storm-like attacks came one after another, like facing a behemoth that was falling, heavy and impossible to escape.Hu Yuanchi's fear of being completely torn apart if he slowed down slightly crept into Hu Yuanchi's heart.

Going on like this is not an option, the opponent is getting used to his attacks more and more, and the threat of the kitchen knife in his hand is getting bigger and bigger. Just now he was cut off half of his leg. If he loses his leg, his mobility will be greatly reduced. It will become meat on the chopping board, ready to be slaughtered.

——That's all.

Having made up his mind, Huang Mao raised his left arm and stood in front of him—the cold light of steel flashed by, half of his left wrist was cut off, and his palm was spinning and flying in mid-air, while at the same time, Zuo Bantian's chest He was also cut with deep knife marks, half of his body was almost cut off.

Although he was severely injured, Huang Mao used his left hand to slow down the sharpness of the sword for a moment, and absorbed Chen Yian's attack with his body. Taking advantage of this opportunity, the sharp claw of his right hand stretched a few feet out of thin air, The sharp blade with a cold light stabbed fiercely at Chen Yi'an's head.

Killing this difficult opponent, sucking his blood dry, will restore the injury, this is the advantage of the vampire.

Hu Yuanchi, who mobilized all the essence and stimulated the magic power of blood in his whole body, groaned in pain. He stepped on the ground, and invisible spiritual power mixed with blood energy surged in his body. The blood on his body seemed to come alive, from the severed wrist and injured It spewed out from his chest, and quickly gathered on his remaining right hand as if it had life, forming five thin and long red crystals on the five fingers.

The death warning began to frantically sound in Chen Yi'an's mind—at the same time, Hu Yuanchi's attack had turned into a red lightning bolt, and he was attacking the nasty little thief in front of him at full speed!

The corner of Chen Yi'an's mouth suddenly evoked a smile, it really was a trap.

When Huang Mao claimed to be a vampire, Chen Yi'an became a little wary. Isn't the vampire the legendary vampire? As a young man in the new era, he still has an understanding of this aspect.Regardless of whether it is a novel or a game, the resilience of vampires is far superior to that of humans, and they can be resurrected from the dead, not to mention the rebirth of severed limbs.

So when this so-called vampire showed his flaws, he had already considered that the other party might want to lure him and create a sneak attack.So Chen Yi'an has been secretly vigilant about the opponent's every move, and he is also waiting, waiting for the chance of a fatal blow.

(End of this chapter)