About the story of a brave man being a potato for a thousand years and then the world was destroyed

"Ahhh..."

Osa's throat made a sound twisted by jealous sadness and anger.

"Ah... uh... uhhhhhhh!"

He roared and rushed towards the old man.

However, the other party did not even move, just looked at Osa, and the invisible force hit him, blasting him directly out, crashing through several floors of the building, and smashing into the ruins of the house.

Osa only felt a black screen in front of his eyes, and then he lost consciousness.

When he woke up again, the old man was gone, and the holy place where the legendary treasure was stored had been bombed into ruins.

Osa hoped that all this was just a dream, but when he walked to the square and saw the head of his master falling to the ground with his eyes open, he knew that this was not a dream...

This was reality.

Osa knelt down dejectedly.

This kneeling lasted for three days and three nights...

Later, about a month later, in front of an adventurer's guild, the exhausted Aosa staggered to the door.

Then, he fell straight down.

Coincidentally, he fell on Ji Lunini who had just finished his task.

The latter subconsciously caught him and looked at the bloody and exhausted big cat with a confused face.

Originally, Ji Lunini didn't like to meddle in other people's business.

But, for some reason, looking at the big cat in front of her, she remembered how she looked when she was exiled...

So, she took the big cat back to her hotel room.

Later, Aosa woke up.

Later, he registered as an adventurer like Ji Lunini, and made a living by taking some hunting missions.

But compared with Ji Lunini, he often seemed to be a bit of a drag.

Moreover, he never took the task of fighting with humans, no matter what, he would not take it, which often made Ji Lunini very upset, and often scolded him as a big coward cat.

Ao Sa did not refute this, but just smiled.

Because this statement, in a sense, does not seem to be wrong.

He was really scared...

Once he used those skills, the memory of tearing his brother with his claws and the feeling of cutting his mentor's neck with his claws would surge up uncontrollably, making him almost want to kneel down and vomit.

He was afraid of that feeling, and he did not want to recall that feeling, so he kept hiding.

He avoided all situations that required the use of those skills, and for this reason he specially learned a set of crude fighting techniques, relying on his physical advantage to fight.

He had been hiding like this for the past few years...

But, in fact, Ao Sa was clearer than anyone else.

He could not hide forever...

One day, he had to show his claws again and face his enemies...

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Plop...

A heavy heartbeat echoed in the empty room.

The woman in white who walked to the door stopped.

"Ah, no?" She turned her head impatiently, "Is your race so durable?"

Behind him, Osa, who was in a pool of blood, slowly propped himself up.

The wounds on his front and back were still horrific, but the tight muscles were tightly closed together, locking the blood that seeped out.

Plop...

Another heavy heartbeat.

The blood-colored light flashed across the surface of his body, and the horrific wounds miraculously began to stick together.

"Ha..."

He exhaled slowly, opened his mouth slightly, revealing his fangs.

The woman looked at him and frowned slightly.

She suddenly felt that the aura of the docile kitten in front of her had changed significantly.

"Huh..."

Osa took a slow breath, stood up gently, and naturally hammered his hands on both sides of his body.

This time, he did not clench his fists.

Instead, there were sharp long claws deep in his palms.

But, if you pay a little attention, you can see that his hands are shaking unconsciously.

Memories flooded into my mind, and the warm blood of my family seemed to still be in my palm.

Osa gritted his teeth and glared at the woman.

"Ah, the little cat is angry," the woman waved the double blades in her hand, "However, this ability to recover quickly is indeed very good. Although I don't know how many times you can use it, you are really quite irrational."

As the woman spoke, she held the two blades firmly and lowered her center of gravity.

"If you wait until I leave and then rely on this ability to recover, you may really survive, but now... you can only die!"

As the woman spoke, her figure flashed again, turning continuously in the air, and instantly appeared behind Osa.

Double blades slashed down.

With a clang, Osa's sharp claws accurately hit the side of one of the blades and directly swept it away.

And his other hand directly grabbed the wrist of the other hand.

The woman raised her eyebrows, turned the short knife in her hand, and chopped directly at Osa's arm.

The claws went wrong.

Ao Sa's forearm was cut again with a deep wound that could be seen to the bone, but in contrast, the dagger in the woman's hand flew out directly.

The woman's astonished eyes fell on her wrist, and she suddenly found that there was only a small wound on her wrist.

However, she clearly felt that her palm was no longer under her control.

And at the moment when she split, she felt a chill across her neck.

The same words.

In the fight of killing, a moment of inattention will directly send a person's life away.

Blood splattered, the woman's neck was instantly broken, and her head flew straight out, slamming against the wall with a bang, and smashed into pieces.

153. Two-in-one This child looks... When he tilts his head, it's not cute, it's scary

On the ground.

With the black line drawing a perfect semicircle in the air, a general with armor was split into two in mid-air.

At the same time, the silver double swords flashed from behind him and chopped down his back fiercely.

The man had been brewing this sword for a long time, and he didn't hesitate to use his soldiers as bait to create a good opportunity for backstab.

Since he took action, he had to defeat the enemy with one blow!

However, the next second, he was directly shocked by the scene in front of him and trembled all over.

The back of Yuan's head turned into a face!

That's right, it wasn't a turn of the head or a twist of the body, it was just very abrupt, the back of the head became a face.

At the same time, his hands and feet also turned at a very strange angle, and he blocked the man's attack with a frontal posture in the direction of his back.

The man missed the attack, and his body flashed, directly borrowing the force from Yuan's sword, and changed his moves in the air and slashed at Yuan's neck again.

However, the weird situation appeared again, and Yuan's head shrank directly down, and shrunk into the center of his chest. While dodging the knife, he turned around and kicked the man's abdomen hard.

With a loud explosion that was completely different from what a kick should make, the man's abdomen was directly flattened, and the whole person was kicked out like a cannonball, and hit the middle of the army with a bang, raising a huge smoke and dust, and directly smashed several unlucky soldiers standing at the landing point into meat paste.

And now look at Yuan's appearance.

His head was facing backwards, and it was retracted into the center of his back. His limbs were all bent in the opposite direction of the joints in a normal state. It looked as weird as it could be.

Even the tyrant's soldiers seemed to be at a loss as to what means to attack him because of his appearance, and they all stood there dumbfounded.

However, when the smoke and dust dissipated, the man in white appeared on the ground unscathed as if nothing had happened, and looked at Yuan standing not far away with a serious look.

Obviously, he was not really unscathed.

Both he and Yuan knew that he had just died once.

Just that kick directly smashed his abdominal cavity and half of his chest cavity. Internal organs and bones.

Although the man also knew that he was not good at defense, defense was not his shortcoming.

After fighting in this world for thousands of years, he could count the number of opponents with such destructive power on his two hands.

"I didn't expect it. I thought patrolling the surrounding area was just a simple task, but I ended up running into a tough guy like you..." The man said, taking a deep breath, and light spots slowly spread around his body.

Yuan Mei obviously didn't understand what the man was saying, and tilted his head with a puzzled look on his face.

If it were any other time, his action might still be a bit honest and cute, but now, seeing the face embedded in his back turned 45 degrees, anyone would only feel a chill.

"Monster..." The man bit his back teeth, passed his two knives in his hands, and took a stance again, "But don't think that I can't kill you..."

After all, he has endless life.

"Secret Art·Dance of the Stars..."

Accompanied by a soft hum, the man instantly turned into a burst of light spots, floating in all directions.

The next moment, the light spots suddenly gathered rapidly towards the front, and appeared beside Yuan in an instant.

Raising the blade, taking out the knife, still attacking the opponent's blind spot.

However, Yuan's body seemed to have no dead angles. It twisted around in an instant and blocked the man's attack in an extremely unnatural and weird posture.

With a clang, the weapons intersected and the two fought again.

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"Hiss... huh..." Osa breathed slowly.

Red and golden ripples rippled on his fur, and with his unique breathing, the wounds on his body were slowly recovering.

And not far in front of him, the unharmed woman was staring at him, silent.

"Sure enough, just like what the old man said, these guys can still be resurrected even if their heads are cut off," Osa thought to himself, "It's really troublesome. In this case, let's try to make this guy powerless..."

Osa was observing the woman, and the woman was also observing Osa.

She had to admit that she was indeed careless just now. Although losing a head was nothing to her, it would still hurt.

She hated pain, so she was very angry now.

But...

She was not stupid. After one round of fighting, she had already seen that the guy in front of her was not as simple as she had initially judged.

The ability to make her lose control of her palm instantly, she had never encountered it in all her years of fighting.

"Try it again..." The woman's expression became serious.

She had already understood that this opponent was no longer something she could deal with casually.

"Secret Art·Shadow Dance," accompanied by a soft chant, in an instant, the woman actually split into three on the spot and attacked Aosha from three directions.

"The clone technique, huh, a group fight, it's been a while since I last saw it... Tsk, no, don't think about it," Osa forced himself to suppress the memories that surged in his mind, holding his breath and concentrating his attention on the opponent's movements.