Looking directly at the ancient gods for a whole year

Chapter 127 Hunters Thirst for Blood (End)

It's hard to tell whether Chen Xing's sigh is true or false.

After all, many people even deceive themselves for the sake of peace of mind.

Fortunately, Chen Xing quickly finished his emotions, and looked up at Fu Qian with a firm expression.

"Even so, your words still cannot be confirmed, and I will only fulfill the follow-up agreement with Deng Feizhou."

"That's between you and him. I'm just entrusted to tell you."

Fu Qian had a nonchalant tone.

"very good."

Chen Xing nodded, and he could see that he was very satisfied with Fang Fuqian's answer.

"Try not to come here in the near future. Chen Feizhou will contact you when the time is right."

Fu Qian stood up from the chair and walked directly outside.

"The words have been brought, I still have my own tasks, so I will leave first - who is it!"

Fu Qian was halfway through speaking, and suddenly raised his head to look in the direction of the door.

anyone?

Chen Xing was also surprised by Fu Qian's reaction, and he followed it for the first time, but he didn't find anything.

Not only that, but there is nothing in perception.

wrong!

Realizing something, Chen Xing suddenly turned around.

The chest and abdomen are already strong and strong!
……

Often the simplest routines are the most effective.

For example, this kind of "look at the plane" routine, as long as the timing is right and the performance is in place, it can always deceive people.

Just now, Fu Qian first showed the status, then expressed his disinterest in the content of the cooperation, and then simply left after sending the word. A series of operations minimized Chen Xing's vigilance.

Then he diverted his attention with an extremely simple routine.

Facing this fleeting opportunity, Fu Qian launched an attack without hesitation.

At present, it seems that killing this demigod head-on is the only way for him to complete the task now.

It's a daunting challenge, but not impossible.

Judging from the previous tests, the effect of the mythical form skill is basically to allow one's next blow to gain the power and form of a demigod.

That is to say, in terms of his own attack, he can completely reach the demigod level.

As long as you can seize the opportunity, it is not impossible to kill a demigod.

Of course, the price is also huge.

You must know that every time you use the mythical form, it is a life for yourself.

In fact, now that the target has been locked, it is also an idea to directly reopen to find Chen Xing and see if he can be killed directly before he is promoted.

Considering that the consumption is only 1 san value, it is likely to be more economical in terms of probability.

But that's not my style - a pure man must face difficulties!

Mythical form!Air bullets!

Fu Qian made a quick move.

As the attack method, the air bullet with the smallest movement range and the most concealed was chosen.

Because he stood up from the chair just now, the distance between the two was only about one meter.

When Chen Xing realized it, the air bullet in the form of a demigod had already hit him in front of him.

"Unbelievable!"

Facing the ultimate move, Chen Xing did not panic at all.

With a cold snort, a sense of stagnation that was a thousand times stronger than at the banquet spread.

The surroundings seem to have entered a state of stillness for a moment.

Fu Qian found that his movements had become extremely strenuous, and his body was almost petrified.

As expected of a demigod!
Compared with the shot at the banquet, this ability improvement is no small matter.

The power of the air bullet may be somewhat affected.

Fu Qian looked down subconsciously, and found that Chen Xing did not appear to be hit.

However, instead, a sheet of hoarfrost splashed on his body, and the bone-piercing extreme cold spread.

The extremely cold temperature is so low that the surrounding air seems to freeze, and ice flowers of various colors can be faintly seen.

This is... Fu Qian realized something in an instant.

Just now I was surprised that the air bullet under the blessing of the mythical form did not seem to be turned into an air cannon.

Looking at it now, could it be that it directly changed its nature and added an extreme low temperature effect?
Affected by Chen Xing's ability, the power of the air bullet was weakened, but the effect of the extreme cold was firmly transmitted to this person.

In the next moment, under Chen Xing's horrified eyes, Fu Qian noticed that the freezing feeling around him disappeared.

As for Chen Xing's waist, starting from the surface of the body, the flesh and blood of the clothes and skin are coagulating little by little.

You can even see sparkling ice crystals on the surface!
Fu Qian stretched out his hand without hesitation.

The original plan was to receive a blow to the internal organs, but now he changed his mind and directly punched Chen Xing's frozen part.

Almost instantly, the extreme low temperature cracked the skin on his arms.

The next moment, there was a crackling sound that made people's teeth sour.

As the shards of ice flew, Fu Qian's entire forearm was directly shattered due to the impact of the shock.

What is gratifying is that Chen Xing was the same, a shocking big hole appeared in his waist.

With one strike, before Fu Qian could make the next move, a roar sounded like a wild beast, and Chen Xing's body swelled up instantly.

The hollow in front of him then expanded, wrapping up along the arm.

The next moment, Fu Qian found himself in a closed space.

There were hideous spikes in all directions, as if they had fallen into the mouth of a lamprey.

It's just that at this moment, every spike is crystal clear, exuding extremely low temperature.

This guy has a fighting instinct!

This is obviously an air bullet that has not been completely resolved.

Respond quickly before paying.

Use his way to return to his body?

Could it be that your surname is Gusu Murong?
Facing the sharp thorns rolling over from all directions, Fu Qian snorted.

Look at my six hundred veins sword!
Raising his head, leaning back, stretching his arms, and bathed in the extreme cold, Fu Qian once again opened the mythical form.

Tendril Barrage Devastator!

Countless tentacles shot out violently, facing the approaching spikes.

The ice shards flew, and for a moment, Fu Qian seemed to see eyeballs emerging from the depths of the spikes.

[San value minus 1]

At the same time, a reminder sounded in his ear.

Damn, you are definitely not a serious demigod!
Fu Qian yelled in his heart, inexplicably dropped a little san value, plus the four mythical forms he used before.

This sale is a big loss!
The next moment, a silent howl sounded in my heart.

With a flash in front of his eyes, Fu Qian found that he had seen the light of day again.

call!
Fuqian took a look around for the first time.

The limbs and ice blocks that he had smashed just now were everywhere, and a few meters away was a huge deformed head.

The latter was almost as big as a bathtub, and had no facial features on its face, only a few huge holes filled with dense spikes.

There seemed to be nothing else but this.

Fu Qian stepped forward and stepped on the still twitching head.

In an instant, the juice splashed everywhere, and hundreds of shiny things flew out.

That's a bunch of huge eyeballs!

At the end of each eyeball, there is a dark tendon that extends all the way to the depths of the skull.

There is indeed a problem!

If all demigods are like this, it is really a bit disgusting.

Thinking of what Deng Feizhou said before, could this be the price that Chen Xing didn't even know?

Fu Qian rummaged all the way, and soon found a dark red radial stone in the blood.

This is the blood of thorns?

Fu Qian bent down and picked it up.

The stone is crystal clear and still warm to the touch.

Following his actions, every muscle tendon snapped, hundreds of eyeballs stopped wriggling, and quickly ruptured and dried up.

The task is not completed yet?

He didn't hear the prompt, Fu Qian was wondering, but the stone in the palm of his hand turned into a cloud of blood mist, rushing to his face.

The next moment, Fu Qian's heart was moved.

Reaching out to touch his face, he took off a white mask.

On the left face of the mask, there was a dark red blood stain.

[Mission completed, number 3-0177 contained successfully]

(End of this chapter)