After Chaoyi was promoted to C level, He Ao had always used 'Yisi' to modify other people's choices. Unexpectedly, this time he was used on himself and was injured.

In a sense, this is also a ‘novel’ experience.

"Old brother, it seems you don't know much about your talent sequence,"

Virunte's cold voice sounded in He Ao's ears, with a hint of ridicule in his tone, "Unfortunately, the chess player's ability to modify the selection can only take effect on extraordinary beings of the same level and below. Sometimes, the level of

The gap cannot be leveled by an explosion...Huh?"

The effort of speaking did not delay him from drawing the sword, but the invisible blade only pulled out a small part and stayed in place.

Red-purple blood flowed out from the four fingers holding the blade tightly, dripping on the cold concrete floor.

The chill that seemed to cut through the soul kept rising, impacting He Ao's consciousness.

But his voice was unusually calm, "Since it's stabbed in, why take it away?"

He Ao reached out and firmly grasped the part of the blade that pierced his chest, and mobilized the muscles in his body to block the blade that pierced his body.

Virunte tried to draw the sword again, but found that the invisible blade was stuck in He Ao's body and could not be pulled out no matter what.

At this moment, the spear held by He Ao's other hand twirled in his hand, danced like a spear, the tip of the spear changed from forward to backward, and stabbed violently towards the back.

Virunte immediately pulled away, letting go of the stuck handle of the knife, and turned his hands to grab the spear that Ho Ao was stabbing at.

And He Ao seemed to have predicted this. He even let go of the hand holding the tip of the knife a moment earlier than he did, and held the handle of the gun with splattered blood.

Vironte grabbed the gun body with both hands and tried to take the spear away from Ho Ao's hand.

But He Ao had already turned around with the gun in both hands. While closing the distance between him and Villonte, he lowered his body and stabbed Velonte's heart with a lunge forward along with the force of Villonte's grabbing of the gun.

Vironte immediately stepped back, the grip in his hand was lightened, and then the body of Ho'ao's gun twisted and swung, and his hands were swung away.

Then He Ao swung the gun body in his hand. The gun body rotated and flew over his head while taking a step forward. Driven by this huge force, the metal gun body twisted and bent, and the sharp gun tip swayed in the night.

There were bursts of sonic booms.

Almost in the blink of an eye, the tough spear passed through the head of Ho'ao's head and swept towards the side of Vironte's face again.

Valente immediately retreated, narrowly avoiding this attack.

But He Ao's attack did not stop. His body rotated again along the direction of rotation. While rotating, he pressed down and lunged forward. The blade of the spear passed through the violent sonic boom, almost

In an instant, it crossed Velonte's waist and abdomen.

Blood with purple radiance splashed everywhere, and Villante jumped back violently, widening the distance between him and He Ao.

Didn't he just dodge? No, he just dodged. If he hadn't dodged, He Ao's prepared blow could have directly cut him in half.

"Did you just do it on purpose?"

Vironte covered the wound on his stomach and looked at He Ao with cold eyes.

A series of wriggling granules protruded from the edge of the wound, entwining together to stop his continuous flow of blood.

Only then did He Ao have time to stop, reach out to his back, and pull out the invisible knife that pierced his chest bit by bit.

The reddish-purple blood stained the invisible blade, giving the knife a reluctant outline in the night.

Squirming granules emerged from He Ao's wound and became tangled together, but it did not completely stop the blood flowing from the wound.

The pollution in the winding hill changed He Ao's body, making his flesh and blood partially active. Otherwise, it would be impossible for him to use his muscles to clamp the invisible knife that penetrated his body, even if he was grabbing it with his other hand.

It's impossible to live there.

"What a madman."

Virunte looked at He Ao, his expression getting colder and colder.

He had already understood that He Ao was attacked by him just now, and it was probably because he fell into the trap intentionally.

He stabbed He Ao in the chest, but was disarmed by He Ao.

The opponent used himself as a bait to deceive his sword. Once he lost the invisible sword, he not only lost the weapon to fight, but also lost the means to manipulate the undead to interfere with He Ao, allowing He Ao to focus more on fighting him.

One goes down and the other goes up.

This is a way of exchanging injury for advantage.

But, it's so crazy.

That sneak attack just now, He Ao's dodge movement was slower, and he was directly stabbed through the heart.

"Dress often tells me,"

Virunte straightened up and looked at He Ao, "I am too cautious in doing things, and I am accustomed to manipulating the chess pieces on the chessboard. When I really fight, I often subconsciously cherish my life and refuse to risk my life. I lose my spirit. When I meet

When an enemy truly dares to fight for his life, even if he is stronger, it will be difficult to win."

He smiled and said, "It turns out that what he said at the beginning was too light."

"Meet each other on a narrow road,"

He Ao threw down the invisible knife in his hand, inserted it into the ground, and then stepped into the ground again, "The brave wins."

He held the gun in both hands and rushed towards Villonte. Then during the sprint, he raised his hands and reached the tip of the gun, which turned from thorn to collapse.

"Come!"

Velonte opened his hands, and the luxurious formal suit that was originally stained with blood was torn apart by the squirming flesh. His whole body quickly swelled, and purple light spread out of his whole body, stretching his body into a little giant of more than two meters.

.

And in his open palm, twisted bones rushed out from his palm, forming two long crystal bone knives.

The orator itself is not a talent sequence used for combat, and Velente naturally does not have as much combat experience as Derris.

But the gift from Winding Hill gave him extraordinary power far beyond the equivalent B-level.

This is his true form.

The terrifying coercion and twisted pollution blew through the night like a strong wind, brushing against He Ao's face as cold as a mountain.

He Ao jumped up, raised his spear high, and turned it into a crack.

Virunte also raised the bone knife in his hand, crossing it to block the slash.

boom--

The terrifying power struck between the two swords, and the gun blade blessed by divine consciousness directly opened a crack in the bone sword.

A bunch of terrifying power passed through Velonte's body and reached the ground, smashing the solid ground into pieces and smashing half of Velonte's body into the ground.

"Nice gun!"

With a flick of his hands, Virunte pushed away He Ao's spear, then rushed out like a phantom and slashed towards He Ao.

The cracks opened by the spear tip were slowly and naturally repaired as he moved.

Ho Ao held his spear above his head to block the slashing attack of Virunte's double knives, and then flicked his hands to push away Virunte's double knives.

Immediately afterwards, He Ao put the gun back and put the tip of the gun over his shoulder, then suddenly let go and pushed the butt of the gun.

The gun body without any grip circled horizontally around He Ao's neck and stabbed out from the other right side.

At the same time, He Ao suddenly caught the turned handle of the gun with both hands, and swung the gun towards Vironte, who was bounced away by him.

Valente held the blade across his chest and blocked Ho Ao's shot.

The ground beneath my feet cracked again.

After discovering that his skills were completely inferior to Ho'ao's, Virent had given up on his skills and took advantage of his strength to defeat the law.

Immediately afterwards, he scraped the gun body with both knives and struck at He Ao's body.

He Ao pressed down sideways, turned the gun body away from the direction of the blade, and immediately pulled back.

Immediately afterwards, he suddenly raised his hands, and the spear danced and spun by his side, like a silver roulette, with bursts of sonic booms, and struck towards Vironte's face.

Virunte, who was taking advantage of the situation, did not expect that Ho Ao would directly shoot back.

The blade in his hand moved forward and pierced into He Ao's lower abdomen.

And the tip of He Ao's spear also opened his face, and the blade sank into his head.

Every inch is longer and every inch is stronger.

Even though Virente's body has grown bigger, Ho'ao's spear still has the advantage of length.

Blood flowed down Velonte's cheek, and then countless tentacles separated from behind him and rushed towards He Ao's body from all directions.

He Ao immediately pulled away, rolled and jumped away, avoiding these incoming tentacles.

And Vironte stood up again, and the wound on his cheek that was opened by Ho was gradually entangled with squirming granules.

He frowned and stared at He Ao, "Can you find my weaknesses? Is this also the knowledge 'K' taught you?"

The energy core in Velunte's body is the same as that of the Shadow Tailoring Man that He Ao met before. They are both a core energy collection point and multiple secondary energy collection points.

It's just that Velente has more secondary energy collection points, nine.

When He Ao cut open his chest just now, one was damaged, and when he hurt his waist and abdomen, he cut two.

When he slammed the door, another one was scratched.
To be continued...