Aura Hunter

Ye Chen knew that once he was hit by Dodilla's circular saw, his body would definitely be cut in two on the spot.

Therefore, the bloodsmith hunter frowned and immediately stepped back. However, he didn't expect a stone pillar, which blocked his back at this most critical moment and got stuck directly. The direction in which he dodged.

Crap.

Ye Chen, leaning on the surface of the stone pillar, suddenly thought in shock.

Although he wanted to move sideways, the airflow circular saw that Dodilla smashed again would not give Ye Chen the slightest chance to change his movements.

Ye Chen, who had no time to dodge, raised his head and looked at the sharp saw blade that was spinning wildly and slashing with all his might, and he was about to divide his body into two from top to bottom.

Under desperation, he had no choice but to choose a horizontal knife to block, and only once again pushed his man-made object, the curved crescent knife, to the third rank of Dodilla once again. Labyrinth relic, in front of the airflow circular saw.

Boom!

The frantically rotating sharp circular saw slashed hard on the horizontally raised meniscus arc knife, and instantly a dazzling rain of sparks like welded metal erupted, and a sharp piercing, enough to crush the ordinary person The metal rubbing sound of body and mind.

Ye Chen leaned his back on the stone pillar, gritted his teeth, raised his knife in both hands, resisted and supported with all his strength under the raging rage of Dodilla's giant circular saw.

However, the combination of the power of a 3rd-layer nightmare, and the quality of a third rank labyrinth relic, immediately cut a hot, red incision in the blade Ye Chen used to defend.

In the blink of an eye, this incision started from the edge of the meniscus arc knife and spread to one third width of the blade.

Ye Chen stared at the fire star bursting out from the blade, listened to the whine emanating from the blade, and immediately realized that his blade was about to be cut by the airflow circular saw. .

Faced with such a desperate situation, Ye Chen immediately ordered the different silk glove on the left palm to release a sharp bloodshot, which hooked directly to Dodilla's neck, trying to hang him directly.

"humph."

However, just listening to Dodilla coldly snorted with one hand holding the airflow circular saw, the other arm with the suction ring, then reached for a mitt Live the sharp bloodshot and let it leave a series of insignificant cuts on his arm.

Seeing this, Ye Chen's eyes changed drastically.

Because he discovered that Dodilla was holding a dagger in his bloodshot palm.

That was the dagger that Dodilla stabbed at Oko's head earlier.

Now, it was used by Dodilla to aim at Ye Chen's abdomen, and then stabbed hard.

Crack.

A slight sound came into Ye Chen's ear.

If it wasn't for Ye Chen's golden mark black armor, at this moment, his abdomen would have been stabbed in the opposite direction by Dodilla.

However, even though this First Rank labyrinth relic is now desperately resisting the sharp dagger that penetrated into the shirt, Ye Chen is still under the pressure of Dodilla's powerful force. In the abdomen, I felt a moist feeling similar to the gradual spread of blood.

Ye Chen knows that the distance between himself and death is getting closer.

However, even if he wanted to move his body, the powerful attraction released by Dodilla's fingers made Ye Chen's body stick to his dagger actively, so that Ye Chen didn't have any energy at all. Opportunity to go away from yourself.

Afterwards, Dodilla showed Ye Chen a satisfied smile.

That's the smile the hunter will naturally show when he confirms that the prey is completely helpless.

"Bloodsmith, farewell."

Looking at the sharp hacksaw that cut the meniscus arc knife deeper and deeper, closer and closer to his head, With the sharp dagger that penetrated deeper and deeper into the golden mark black armor and got closer and closer to his abdomen, Ye Chen finally realized that he had been completely pushed by Dodilla to the gate of Gates of Hell.

He gritted his teeth, his face was hideous, reflecting the fire star's eyes, and he began to flicker wildly in order to survive.

I can't die here...

Think quickly...

In this situation, what is there to do? What means can be used...

Thinking...

Thinking, thinking, thinking, thinking, thinking, thinking, thinking!

The camera shifts to the side of Weimon, who has fallen to the ground.

"Hu, hu, hu."

At this moment, his eyes darkened, his breathing became rapid, and his face became pale.

The pain that cannot be described in words is frantically ravaging Wei Meng's brain.

He endured the pain in his heart, tilted his neck with difficulty, and swept his eyes to his torso.

Then, Wei Meng could vaguely see his broken ribs protruding from his chest, as well as his lungs, liver, and intestines exposed to the air.

Seeing such a scene, Wei Meng's heart finally cast a shadow of despair.

Ah...

This level of injury...

Am I... going to die. .....

He kept breathing fast and weak as he thought so feebly in his mind.

Then, Wei Meng turned his head with difficulty, and through the guidance of the rat group, he found two silhouettes entangled around the stone pillar in the smoke, and the sparks that kept erupting between them.

Wei Meng knew that it was the scene of Ye Chen being cornered by Dodilla.

Although his push just now allowed Ye Chen to avoid a serious injury, but now he is once again pushed to a corner by Dodilla, and may even die first than Weimon. Not sure.

Thinking of this, many thoughts came to the mind of the rat hunter at this moment.

My mother who is still in bed...

My younger sister who is still waiting for treatment...

Myself If they die, what will they do?

Who will spend money to save the mother and daughter when their father and younger brother have passed away?

They are the only family left.

When they leave, they will also suffer together...

Thinking at this point, Wei Meng's state of mind is full of deep fear and despair , this is not just out of the biological instinct to resist death, but also out of his guilt for the deceased father younger brother, and his concern for the living biological younger sister.

However, even though there are thousands of unwillingness and thousands of fears in his heart, next, the rat owner hunter Wei Meng, still concentrates the last few traces of attention left in his mind on another thing Above:

Help Ye Chen.

Like... Ye Chen helped him in the past.

"pu! ”

Thinking of this, Wei Meng suddenly felt a fishy throat.

a mouthful of blood, followed by a stream of his mouthful of breathing.

"Hu...hu....hu..."

Wei Meng poured out the blood in his mouth, his face turned He took a few more breaths in pain.

Then, he stretched out his hand to cover his chest, and his body and mind struggled under the storm-like pain. let out his own roar.

"Oke!"

"Dodilla is now fifty-two meters from you at eleven o'clock!"

"Ye Chen was immediately taken He was forced to death aaahhhh ————————————!”

When Wei Meng endured the pain and used the little strength left in his body and mind, he hissed out the last after the location information.

When Ye Chen's face was hideous, he was getting closer and closer to death under the cutting of the Dodilla airflow circular saw.

On the opposite side of the smoke, the one silhouette finally has three sharp sword lights, like a thunderbolt in the dark night, flashing in the direction indicated by the sound.

Whoosh!

Dodilla's face changed drastically at this moment.

He could not have imagined that after Wei Meng was disemboweled, he would still have the spare energy to maintain his Life Source Aura technique, through the group of rats scattered in the smoke, to expose him to the distant Oke. the target location.

This kind of thing, without a strong psychological quality, is impossible to do.

Previously, Dodilla firmly believed that Waymon did not possess such a threat.

In his eyes, this guy is nothing more than a weak coward.

However, now, Dodilla knew she was wrong.

Weamon's actions...

Once again, he was beyond his expectations.

Once again, Dodilla felt that the situation was out of her control.