About the brave man who became a thousand-year-old potato and ended up destroying the world

"Ah..."

Ossa's throat made a sound twisted with jealous grief and rage.

"Ah...uh...uhhhhh!"

He roared violently and rushed towards the old man.

However, the other party didn't even move. He just glanced at Aosa, and an invisible force hit him, sending him flying directly. After crashing through several floors of the building, the entire Smashed into the ruins of the house.

Ao Sa felt his eyes go dark and lost consciousness.

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

How much Osa hoped that this was all just a dream, but when he walked to the square and saw his master's dead head falling on the ground, he knew that this was not a dream...

This is reality.

Aosa knelt down dejectedly.

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

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

Then he fell straight down.

By chance, he just happened to fall on Jilunini, who had just come out after completing the task.

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

Originally, Jilunini 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 what she looked like when she was in exile...

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

Later, Ossa woke up.

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

It's just that compared to Jilunini, he often seems to be lagging behind.

Moreover, he never accepts missions to fight humans, and refuses to do anything. This often makes Kirunini very upset, and she often calls him a cowardly cat.

In response, Aosa didn't refute, just smiled.

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

He is really cowardly...

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

He was afraid of that feeling, and he didn't want to recall that feeling, so he kept hiding.

Avoiding all situations that require the use of those techniques, he specially learned a set of poor fighting techniques and relied on his physical advantages to fight.

In the past few years, he has been hiding like this...

But, in fact, Ossa is clearer than anyone else.

He can't hide forever...

One day, he must show his sharp claws again and face his enemies...

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poof...

A heavy heartbeat echoed in the empty room.

The woman in white walked to the door and stopped.

"Ah, isn't it?" 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 horrifying, but the tight muscles were tightly closed together, locking the oozing blood.

poof...

Another heavy heartbeat.

A bloody stream of light flashed across the surface of his body, and the horrific wounds miraculously began to stick to each other.

"what……"

He exhaled slowly, opened his mouth slightly, and exposed 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.

"call……"

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

This time, he didn't make a fist.

Instead, there were sharp long claws deep in the palm.

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

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

Aosa gritted her teeth and glared at the woman.

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

The woman said, holding her swords firmly and lowering her weight.

"If you wait until I'm gone and rely on this ability to recover, you might be able to survive, but now... you have no choice but to die!"

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

Cut off with two swords.

With a clanging sound, Aosa's sharp claw struck the side of one of the knives accurately, swinging it away.

As for his other hand, he directly grabbed the wrist of the opponent's other hand.

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

The claws of the knife are pointing in the wrong direction.

Aossa's forearm was once again cut with a wound that was deep enough to show the bone, but in contrast, the short knife in the woman's hand actually flew out directly.

The woman's shocked gaze fell on her wrist, and she suddenly discovered that there was only a small wound on her wrist.

However, she clearly felt that her palms no longer obeyed her orders at all.

And the moment she separated, she felt a chill pass across her neck.

Again.

In the midst of a murderous fight, a moment's loss of consciousness will directly cost a person's life.

Blood splattered, and the woman's neck broke instantly, and her head flew straight out, hitting the wall with a snap and smashing to pieces.

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

on the ground.

As dark lines drew a perfect semicircle in the air, a general with a back armor was split into two pieces in the air.

At the same time, two silver knives flashed from behind him and struck his back hard.

The man had been planning this sword for a long time, and he did not hesitate to use his soldiers as bait to create a good opportunity for him to backstab.

Once you take action, you must defeat the enemy with one strike!

However, the next second, he was shaken by the sight in front of him.

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

That's right, he didn't turn his head or twist his body, it was just very abrupt and the back of his head turned into a face.

At the same time, his hands and feet also turned at very strange angles, and he blocked the man's attack from behind with a frontal stance.

The man missed the attack, and dodged, directly leveraging Yuan's sword, and slashed at Yuan's neck with another volley of moves.

However, a strange situation occurred again. Yuan's head was seen to shrink directly down, and he shrank into the center of his chest. While dodging the knife, he turned around and kicked the man hard in the abdomen.

With a loud explosion that was completely unlike what a kick would make, the man's abdomen was flattened in. His whole body was kicked out like a cannonball, and he hit the middle of the military formation with a loud bang, setting off a huge explosion. At the same time, the huge smoke and dust directly smashed several unlucky soldiers standing at the point of impact into meat paste.

And now look at Yuan's appearance.

His head was facing behind him and retracted into the center of his back, and his limbs were all bent in the opposite direction from where their joints would normally be. It looked as weird as possible.

Even the tyrant's soldiers seemed to be dumbfounded because they didn't know how to attack because of his appearance.

However, when the smoke and dust dispersed, the man in white appeared on the ground unscathed as if nothing had happened, looking solemnly at Yuan who was standing not far away.

Apparently, he wasn't really unscathed.

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

That kick directly smashed his abdominal cavity and the internal organs and bones in half of his chest to pieces.

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

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

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

Yuan Mei obviously didn't understand what the man was talking about and tilted his head with a confused look on his face.

If it were normal times, his action might have been a bit naive and cute, but now, seeing the face embedded in the back turned 45 degrees, anyone would only feel a chill.

"Monster..." The man gritted his molars, crossed his swords, and took up his stance again, "But don't think that I can't kill you..."

After all, he has endless life.

"Secret Technique·Dance of the Stars..."

With a soft groan, the man instantly turned into a burst of light, floating in all directions.

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

Raise the blade, draw the knife, and still attack the opponent's blind spot.

However, as if there was no blind spot, Yuan's body instantly turned around and blocked the man's attack in an extremely unnatural and weird posture.

In the clang, the weapons clashed, and the two were fighting together again.

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"Hiss... Huh..." Ao Sa 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 uninjured woman was staring at him, silent.

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

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

She had to admit that she had been careless just now. Although losing her head was nothing to her, the pain would still hurt.

She hates pain, so she is very angry now.

but……

She is not stupid either. After one round of fighting, she has already seen that the guy in front of her is definitely not as simple as she first judged.

She had never encountered the ability to instantly lose control of her hand in all her years of fighting.

"Let's try again..." The woman's expression also became serious.

She already understood that this opponent could no longer be dealt with casually.

"Secret Technique·Dance of Shadow Stream," accompanied by a soft chant, in an instant, the woman split into three and attacked Osa from three directions.

"Clone technique, phew, group fight, haven't done that for a long time... Tsk, no, don't think about it," Aossa forced down the memories that came to his mind, held his breath and concentrated, focusing all his attention on the opponent's movement trajectory.