The People Walking in Dungeons are surely not Normal

Although Spitz was kicked by the shady man, there was nothing wrong with it.

It’s no wonder that the evil man is only an awakening-level powerhouse, while Spitz is a group of awakened powerhouses who can beat them before they can defeat it. You are an awakened powerhouse that can cause him substantiality. hurt?

I'm afraid you want to fart.

After retreating, Spitz turned his head to look at me, and said in doubt: "Something?"

"Yes." I smiled and walked towards him: "I just realized a combat technique and want to practice with him."

"The expression is so direct, you are not afraid to provoke him?" Spitz asked back with a smile.

"Irritation is the normal operation." I don't care about it. "I don't plan to be in love with him anyway."

After listening to my words, the expression of the shameless man became more shameless.

I snorted nonchalantly, dragged Odachi, and walked slowly.

The shameless man didn't seem to be dissatisfied, he coldly shook off his blue long hair, opened his posture, and prepared to fight.

I didn't take the ink with him, swiped the knife too lightly, and then used my right foot to rush over at the fastest speed.

When I was only less than five meters away from the Yin-Yang Man, he slammed a fist at me, and drew lowly: "Illusory Demon King Fist!"

Along with the low drink, a misty magical sound rang in my ears, as if it could take my heart straight.

Illusion attack?

Suspicious in my heart, I can't help but frown.

"Huh, it's just that this level of attack is far worse than the magic sound that deprives the five senses."

With a slight sneer, I condensed my consciousness and increased my mental power to the strongest level, which I used to counter the illusion attacks of the yin man.

One second...

Two seconds...

Three seconds...

...Until ten seconds later, the strange sound finally disappeared from my ears, and my brain became clear at the same time.

The dark man's complexion changed drastically, and he couldn't help but blurt out: "It offsets my magical magic fist? How is this possible!"

"Nothing is impossible," I said: "This world is full of miracles, but you have a narrow-minded vision and you haven't seen it before."

"Say my eyesight is narrow?" The yelling man snorted coldly, disdainfully said: "A trivial mortal, bold, hum!"

After all, he finally acted and rushed straight towards me.

His speed is faster than mine, and he is more powerful, which means that the victory is determined by a blow.

Faced with such a situation, I was naturally unwilling to show weakness. I overflowed the murderous intent hidden in my body and enveloped my whole body. When I was about to fight him, I instantly activated my combat skills-Extreme Ghost Swordsmanship·Storm Style!

In an instant, my body became illusory, and in the next instant, it turned into twenty-four phantoms.

Each of these phantoms holds a weapon in their hands. There are short swords, lightsabers, Taiswords, giantswords, and blunt weapons. All kinds of weapons are lifelike, exquisite, and they look like real weapons. But I know that these are just illusory things, which are condensed through magic value.

...Magic value?

When did I have such a scale of magic value?

When I was shocked, my body involuntarily launched an attack, every knife and every style was full of turbulent killing intent, as if to chop the most central target of combat skills into dust.

The shameless man didn't expect me to have such domineering combat skills, and was taken aback, but the arrogant man quickly revealed his nature and dismissed my attack.

But this time, he suffered a big loss.

Not all the attacks of people who are inferior to him can't hurt him. After all, there is a threat in this world, and I am the one.

When the third of the twenty-four swords fell, his defense was broken. At this moment, he finally panicked.

The shameless man didn't carry weapons. Obviously, he was best at boxing, but in the face of an attack that could break the defense with three moves, his fist seemed to be impractical, and he could only resist it with the power of awakening.

Ever since, he released his majestic awakening power to counter my combat skills.

It is said that the power of awakening is far more powerful than the power of fading. This is true. The power of each of my current swords can be compared to the power of this phantom sword dance, but the power of awakening However, only a small piece can be cut off each time.

After the twenty-four swords were all cut, the protective shield condensed by the power of awakening had been chopped to pieces, but it was only on the outside, and its inner essence was not harmed.

However, after all the twenty-four swords were cut, the remaining closing sword, the twenty-fifth sword, was the most powerful in the entire combat technique.

A sword gas swept across like a huge wave, slammed against the shield, and at the same time it rang like a bell.

The shock wave caused by the collision swayed like ripples, and the male stallion who directly rushed back more than ten steps, but I was blown away ten meters away and fell heavily to the ground.

With my backache and back pain, I slowly climbed up from the ground, took a sip, and spit out the gravel from my mouth. Looking up, I found that the man with a gloomy expression dozens of meters away had a gloomy expression, and his eyes were even more fierce.

On his left chest, a damage tore the scale armor there.

Seeing this scene, Spitz was very excited: "Yeah, you are good, you even cut off his scales."

"Of course!" I smiled triumphantly: "This intent to fight that I have just realized, but possesses extremely powerful power, especially the last sword, which is several times more powerful than other moves."

"Awesome is very powerful" Spitz embraced his arms and smiled slightly: "But I've seen this trick before."

"Have you seen?" I wondered: "When? Where?"

"When I came to this continent for the second...or the third time" Spitz couldn't remember the exact time, so he could only vaguely said: "Anyway, it's about that time. The one named Soderros, in the name of spiritual practice, took over the tasks issued by the Empire and challenged me."

"What's the result?" I asked curiously.

"Lost" Spitz said: "That man is a genius, not only persistent, but also has a strong fighting talent and a keen sense of fighting. I only caused him a few serious injuries, but he directly Killed me."

"Just killed you?" I curiously asked: "I challenged you single-handedly. Instead of being counter-killed, it killed you?"

"I'm not a god, I can't be invincible," Spitz said frankly: "I now deeply doubt that the strength of that person is likely to be slightly defeated."

"Just lose the Tyrannosaurus King? That's really strong enough,"

I can't help but sigh.

"That was only then," Spitz said: "It's not clear now. If he can live to this day and work hard, I'm afraid your Majesty is no longer his opponent."

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