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Three, two, one

!"Boom!"

Lu Qingwu found the right moment and pounced forward, dodging the blood-colored blade that swept in.

After dodging so many knives in a row, some of her dodged experience.

But this time she didn't seem to be as lucky as the previous ones.

At the place where Lu Qingwu landed, there was a thumb-thick, rusty steel bar, and her knee happened to hit it.

With a "bang", she only felt that half of her leg was numb.

The leg of the trouser was cut by the steel bar, piercing the skin inside, and a bloody wound was opened.

"Tsk—" she frowned, her expression a little condensed.

The current situation is that the enemy is strong and we are weak, but she cannot blindly be beaten passively.

The only skill she currently has that does some damage is "Mark of the Damned", and it's a skill that continuously reduces the amount of HP hit on target.

As long as the imprint is not erased, it can reduce the total blood volume of the superimposed reporter by 5% per minute.

This means that as long as Lu Qingwu can put a layer of marks on the wanderer's body, then the opponent can lose at least twenty points of blood per minute.

From this point of view, it will take less than twenty minutes to consume this skeleton man to death! Thinking of

this, Lu Qingwu's eyes crossed with a fierce touch.

How could she get close and give the skeleton man a knife and then be able to get out of the way?

After all, she didn't want to put her life on the line in the "novice village"!

She suddenly looked at the steel pipe on the ground that had numb her legs, and her eyes flashed.

"Bang dang..."

missed the blow, the wanderer held the blood-colored scythe, turned around like a ghost, and looked at Lu Qingwu with empty eyes, and the upper and lower jaws kept colliding, making a cold and strange sound.

It was as if he was angered by Lu Qingwu.

Angry?

Lu Qingwu hooked his lips and sneered.

She

lowered her eyes to see the blood and mud all over her body, and a chill crossed her eyes.

She hadn't been so embarrassed in a long time.

Her heart was beating violently, and her dark eyes were tinged with determination and madness.

The skeleton man in a tattered cloak held a huge scythe in his withered yellow hand bones, and the dark red blood qi wrapped around the blade, with a cold and solemn feeling.

"Hum-" There was a buzzing sound from the blade of the blood sickle, and seeing this, Lu Qingwu's face turned cold.

She knew it was a precursor to another attack by the Wanderer!

"Boom!" the Wanderer swooped in.

Lu Qingwu's eyes were cold, and she kicked the collapsed telephone pole on the side of the road, and with this strength, she dragged the steel bar that cut her just now and rubbed it on the ground for a long distance, until she hit the stone wall on the right side of the road, and then stopped.

At the same time, the thumb-thick steel bar was also ripped out by her.

She looked at the closed iron gate of the park on the left side of the road, her eyes narrowed slightly, and she hooked the steel bar with her foot and shook it violently, and then the other end of the steel bar "belled" between the two iron railings of the park gate.

Then, she rolled a few times to the left, digging the rebar a few deeper into the park so that it could only move between two iron bars.

After a series of operations, her breathing was a little heavier, and her forehead was covered with sweat.

The left arm brushed the ground diagonally because of the square, and the arm kept coming from a hot burning sensation.

There was a dull pain in his back due to the previous hit against the wall.

But she was calm throughout, a little frighteningly calm.

She glanced back quickly, catching a glimpse of the wanderer's miss, then quickly adjusting her posture, knowing that she could not hesitate for a moment.

Running around the corner, she was already close to the gates of Central Park.

The wind at night brings a bit of chill, and if it were a normal day, it might make people feel cold.

But at this time, Lu Qingwu was very hot.

The wild running all the way made her sweat, coupled with the tension and pressure on the edge of life and death, constantly stimulated her nerves and made her brain extremely excited.

Her eyes dimmed, she suddenly turned over, grabbed the steel bar in her right hand, and held it horizontally in front of her, and the next moment, she saw her like a lone wolf in the dark night, galloping towards the wanderer like a desperate madness, facing the wanderer's sharp blade

! And the wanderer also adjusted his direction at this time, raising his blood-colored scythe and swinging it towards her

! From this angle, Lu Qingwu looked like he was sending him to death!

"Bang dang ——

". The steel bars in front of her were bent in strange shapes and sounds as she slammed into the bar.

And the bloody blade of the wanderer also met at this moment, and the cold bloody wind swept on the face, carrying a suffocating, deathly oppression.

Lu Qingwu held the steel bar tightly in his right hand, and the [Demon Breaker's Blade] in his left hand, and when he was about to enter the range of the wanderer's attack, his left foot bent and his right foot slid forward, and the whole person was short, perfectly avoiding the height of the blood blade's attack.

She watched coldly as the blood-colored blade slashed in front of her—

she saw the strange pattern on the hilt in front of her,

the yellowed left hand bone of the wanderer holding the scythe...

Even the blood-colored patterns wrapped around the other party's withered knuckle bones could be seen very clearly—

at this moment, she was so close to death!

Her eyes lit up

!"Cursed Seal!"

Dodging the fatal blow, she immediately activated her skill, and at the same time, she swung her left hand and slashed the wanderer's left arm with [Demon Breaker's Blade

]! [HP -2!] [

Total HP (467.5/500)] The

initial damage of [Cursed Seal] is not high, which Lu Qingwu already knows in his heart, after all, the real benefit of [Cursed Seal] still lies in the continuous damage brought by stacking the mark.

But, if she remembers correctly, the blood volume of the wanderer she saw before was still at "467", and after being stabbed and losing two points of blood, the current blood volume actually increased instead of dropping?

She frowned slightly, and instantly understood that this wanderer still has the function of recovering blood!

The damage bursts, the speed is amazing, the level is high, the blood volume is thick, and the hell it can actually recover blood...

The corners of Lu Qingwu's mouth twitched, and he suddenly understood why so many people were planted here.

But then, what made her even more speechless

was that she couldn't trigger the "Curse Curse

"!] Lu Qingwu: "?"

"..."She

forgot that this broken mark was triggered by probability!

Rao is Lu Qingwu is usually calm, and he can't hold back at the moment.

Unfortunately, everything happened too quickly, and although it was very complicated to describe, it was actually something that happened in a matter of seconds.

The best time had been missed, and she couldn't make up for it again, and the rebar bent was bent to the maximum, and began to rebound in the opposite direction.

As soon as her feet broke off, her body jerked back, the steel bars across her abdomen, and the force of the rebound threw her out of the air.

She slammed to the ground, rolling several times in a row, covered in dust and rotten flesh. The neat ponytail is also a little loose, a few strands of hair hang down, and as the sweat clings to the face, the whole person is embarrassed.

[HP-8

] [HP-0.99

] [Total HP (69.05/99)]

She leaned over and knelt on the ground, gasped for a few breaths, and rubbed her abdomen with her hands.

was strangled by steel for a while, her waist was not cut off, but it was about to be strangled.

In addition, the fall lost 8 points of her blood again, and the [injured] state continued to lose blood every minute... She made such a careful calculation, but in the end, she lost her wife and her soldiers.

The only fortunate thing was that she distanced herself from the loiterer again, staying away from the safe distance she had at the beginning.

It's just a matter of getting back to square one.

However, she is not completely fruitless.

Lu Qingwu turned over and got up and continued to run forward.

At least judging from the amount of health she continued to lose due to her [injured] state, the time she encountered the Wanderer should have been five minutes ago, so you can know that the Wanderer's HP recovery ability... It's about 0.5 blood per minute.

In fact, it's not against the sky.