"Why is this the case?"

"What did I do wrong?"

“…”

In the fragment space of No. 127 of Eternal Sleeping Land, the lord Blood Demon Warrior, who is up to level 21, is full of confusion. Since he became the lord hundreds of years ago, he has never encountered such an enemy.

The blood qi evaporated like a dragon, like the blazing sun in the sky at noon.

The two swords are as fast as lightning, and the blade is extremely sharp enough to blow hair and break hair.

The speed was like a ghost, turning into a floating blood shadow and appearing in the forest.

...

The Blood Demon Warrior could only try his best to block the rotten giant sword from the vital points around him to block the crazy attack of this terrifying enemy, but this did not work. The blood bars above his head were as high as one-third left in just a few dozen seconds.

The blade with the fire was cut on the metal armor rusted by time, and the iron armor and the rotten flesh inside opened up, as easy to make a freehand painting like a red dagger cutting butter.

He was forcibly enduring this bitter blade. Even though the blood demon battle had almost no pain nerve left in his body for a long time, the continuous rain of swords still made his hoarse throat burst into a shrill wail.

Such pain made his scarlet eyes dazed, and he seemed to have returned to the bloody battlefield thousands of years ago. The sword saint of the empire used such a fast sword to release all the blood on his body.

That was the last time he walked onto the battlefield. That time he saw the last sunset in his life. He remembered that when he closed his eyes, even the wind had a bloody sweet smell.

But even then, he died standing and never shivered. Now facing such a little guy who is here to challenge, has he lost the courage to fight?

How is this possible!

"The body can decay, but the will to fight will definitely last forever." He muttered words like the proverb in his throat. The Blood Demon Warrior ignited the blood and soul of the whole body, and released a huge shock wave around him.

This is a soul-burning rampage!

With the round shock waves, he broke the surrounding trees in the waist. He shouted with his hoarse throat and said that words that made the enemy scared on the battlefield thousands of years ago.

"The blood demon charges, death and life!"

The narrow fragmented space blew the huge shouts back and forth, and the Blood Demon General's ears seemed to have the horn of the kingdom's charge. He waved the giant sword and swept away Hou Nitao, who was shocked by the shock wave, in the air.

"Bang, bang."

Hou Nitao's body was like a baseball hit by a wooden stick, hitting heavily on a giant tree in the forest, and then slid down to the ground with a bang. The blood flowing out dyed the dark red trunks brightly red.

Looking closely, a huge gap was suddenly broken in Hou Nitao's chest, and the broken ribs were inserted into the flesh and blood... You can clearly see the heart in the chest pounding!

The Blood Demon Warrior was chasing him, and he rushed towards Hou Nitao who was lying on the ground, with dark red blood flames burning all over his body, as if a giant returning from hell.

The rotten wooden giant sword was raised high, and the blood demon warrior's giant force cut the giant sword out of the momentum of the tiger going down the mountain. When the sword force fell, Hou Nitao would inevitably be crushed into blood mud.

but……

The arrogant giant sword stopped in the air, and the tiger descending the mountain seemed to have just met the drunk Wu Song.

“Hahaha…”

Hou Nitao, who fell to the ground, casually raised his hideous left hand that was completely ghostly and god-like, grabbed the sharp blade of the giant sword, and stopped the huge monster in the air. A strange sound like a smile and sobbing came from his throat, as if the sneer of a god and a demon.

The almost deadly injury on his body seemed to have no effect on Hou Nitao. The violent surge of blood made him ignore the pain that was enough to make a normal person faint.

He stood up slowly and raised the wooden sword that was tightly clamped with the blood demon warriors like a giant. At this time, his head was still hanging down, and the white hair dyed red by blood fell down, covering his face.

"Drink!"

The Blood Demon Warrior shouted angrily, his muscles and bones were ringing together, and the burning blood piping the twisted muscles, allowing them to regain their vitality after thousands of years. The surging flesh and blood made his giant-like body expand again, like a furious beast.

But this has no effect at all.

Hou Nitao's seemingly slender left hand was as solid as a rock and could not be shaken at all. This delicate arm chased the giant sword that had instilled all the strength of the Blood Demon Warrior, and lifted it up inch by inch.

Maybe it was five seconds, or half a minute, Hou Nitao stood up straight.

At that moment, he suddenly raised his head.

His handsome face was covered with blood, and his ghostly red skin was like flowing magma. More importantly, the burning blood pupils that directly illuminated the dark space, there was no trace of rationality.

Hou Nitao held the giant sword tightly and gently tweaked the left hand. The huge wooden sword that was taller than him easily escaped from the Blood Demon Warrior's hand and was thrown aside by him.

The Blood Demon Warrior looked down at his palms that were pulled off with a thick layer of flesh. His eyes were full of disbelief. He, a three-meter-high giant, was so aggrieved that he was like a child who had been snatched a lollipop.

But at this moment, a red light flashed, and he had no chance to raise his head again.

Hou Nitao jumped high, and the Blade of the Crack Spirit in his hand cut the three-meter-high giant from head to toe into two and a half.

The Blood Demon Battle fell to both sides, and the rotten organs fell all over the ground. With a muffled bang, the scarlet eyes on the two half of the bodies also faded.

With the defeat of the lord, there were no enemies around him. Hou Nitao naturally retreated from the state of riot, his eyes returned to clearness, and his thinking returned to clearness.

Hou Nitao looked down at his palm, his face full of incredible feelings. He was able to burst out such power just now, which was completely beyond his expectations.

Although he was in a state of rampage just now, with a total of 1489 power and a physical attack of 4365 points, the operation that was close to tearing the lord with bare hands just now must have at least 20,000 points of power.

And at the last moment, he seemed to have completely lost his mind. He had only 4 points of intelligence left just now, and it seemed that all of this was after he was hit hard...

Yes, he was seriously injured just now!

Only then did Hou Nitao feel the slight numbness in his chest, his eyes swept down, and the huge gap at the chest was wrapped around by thick blood. The flesh and blood were growing wildly at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the broken ribs were quickly connected.

He had some enlightenment in his mind. It was probably the 4,000 bottles of ogre potions that deeply stimulated his Kazan's bloodline, allowing him to temporarily obtain the characteristics of the more severe the Berserker's injury, the stronger his strength.

While Hou Nitao was thinking, the rich dark red blood energy on the lord's body had flowed to his feet at some point and suddenly wrapped around his body.

A violent pain came in an instant, but in just a moment, Hou Nitao's consciousness broke away from his body, wrapped in the dark red inherited blood and drifted towards an unknown place.

Just as Hou Nitao lost consciousness, the entire fragmented space suddenly trembled violently. In the trembling like the sky collapsed and the earth cracked, a dazzling green light flashed by, from the outside to the inside, through the gray boundary of the fragmented space, covering this bloody land with a layer of crystal green light.

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Chapter completed!