Under the deep night sky, strange insects chirped, and palms made of black maggots slapped Ding Yu from diagonally above.
Ding Yu was hit on the right shoulder, groaned, and hit a solid wall. She supported the ground with her left hand, knelt down on one knee, and her right hand dropped weakly.
There were many wounds on her body, which she made by herself with a black knife, and the reason why she did this was to eliminate the insects that invaded her body.
Ding Yu took out the black knife again and made a gash on his right arm. The wriggling maggots fell from the flesh and were burned to ashes by the blood-colored flames.
"Tsk, tsk, I almost admire you." The insect shadow weirdo sneered, "With so many wounds, are you a masochist?"
Ding Yu held the black knife and ignored his ridicule. This insect shadow monster was much stronger than her, but she deliberately did not kill him.
Instead, they used insect contamination to make her cut herself continuously and use blood to burn the insects, hoping that she would die from excessive blood loss.
The strength is definitely at the eighth level of blood accumulation, but it's a pity that the captain and the others are entangled... Ding Yu's eyes are determined, his right arm suddenly swings, and the black knife shoots like lightning.
The insect shadow monster dodged easily, and the next moment, Ding Yu rushed forward, igniting blood-colored flames in his palms, and struck the monster's heart.
Snapped!
The insect shadow monster slapped her hand away, grabbed her neck, and held her high in the air. He said in a joking voice, "I'm a little curious. What would you do if your body was full of bugs?"
Ding Yu's pupils shrank, his hands ignited with bloody flames, and he tried to break free from the thick arms, but a large number of insects got into his neck.
The flames in her palms dissipated instantly, her brows furrowed tightly, her expression became painful, and she tried her best to resist the tide of insects that penetrated her body.
At this moment, a black and red light fell from the sky.
Tsk... The black and red flames condensed to the extreme, cutting off the arm of the insect shadow monster. Ding Yu fell to the ground helplessly, and saw the insect shadow monster condense the insect shield, "Why are you here, Lan Yin?"
Lu Chen's left hand turned into a palm, like red-hot wrought iron, and he struck forward with an expressionless expression, "I'll send you to see her."
Chichi... Bursts of black smoke filled the air. Lu Chen pressed his hand on the insect shield, burning it and melting it, like pressing into tofu. His palm was printed on the weirdo's heart.
"This is impossible. Your strength is at the eighth level of blood accumulation. How could you kill Lan Yin..." The insect shadow monster stopped shouting, his voice full of fear.
Lu Chen didn't answer. He exerted force with the palm of his left hand, pierced through the skin and flesh, held the beating heart, and burned it with black and red flames.
The insect shadow monster wailed and twisted violently. The maggots tried to invade Lu Chen's flesh and blood, but they couldn't even break through his pores.
The insect shadow monster slowly melted in pain, forming a pool of black and red slime.
Lu Chen shook his hand and murmured: "Dirty thing, do you still have the nerve to live in this world with this look?"
Ding Yu looked at the pool of liquid on the ground, then raised his head to look at the boy. This was the eighth level of blood, and he killed it like a chicken. What kind of monster is the captain? !
She couldn't help but gasp, and then regretted a little, thinking that they were under pressure from Vice Commander Hu, and it might have been a mistake to isolate the captain.
How could the small Liangshan County Zhiguai Division retain such an extremely talented monster-level genius?
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Lu Chen glanced at Ding Yu who fell to the ground and asked, "How is the injury?"
"There's too much blood loss. Just wait until I force the bugs out and burn them." Ding Yu looked at the young man's eyes and nodded repeatedly.
"Go back and protect the villagers. I'll deal with it..." Before Lu Chen could finish his words, two muffled sounds were heard not far away, and Liu Feng and Xu Yan flew backwards like cannonballs.
The two of them wiped the long blood stains on the ground. Liu Feng's right leg twisted and he passed out instantly.
Xu Yan's face was as pale as paper, and his left shoulder seemed to have been chopped with a sharp weapon. There was a deep gash, and the white bones could be seen.
His limbs were trembling, and the black knife was full of gaps. He struggled to get up, but fell to the ground due to exhaustion. "That guy is not weird, he is a cult monster!"
Lu Chen checked Liu Feng and found that he was still alive, so he helped Xu Yan up again, "Ding Yu, take them back to the room and leave the rest to me."
"Captain, that trickster is at the ninth level of blood accumulation and is extremely powerful." Xu Yan pulled Lu Chen and didn't think he had the strength to fight alone.
"Is there any other way now?" Lu Chen let go of his hand and picked up the unsheathed black knife.
Xu Yan wanted to say something else, but Ding Yu grabbed the two of them by their collars and dragged them back to Li Dahu's home.
Liu Feng woke up from his coma, and after learning the news, he said solemnly: "That trickster can attack with paper figures, his body is extremely powerful, and he knows a set of weird kicks.
"I don't think the captain will win. Be prepared to escape. Every one of you can escape."
Listening to the two people's descriptions of the trickster, Ding Yu couldn't help but worry, "The person behind the scenes in Blackwater Village is probably this trickster."
In the dark village, Lu Chen stood in the night with a knife, looking at the figure not far away.
He no longer dressed like a groom, and his face cut by a knife slipped away, revealing his thin face with triangular eyes, a gloomy face, and a mustache.
This so-called strange groom turned out to be an old Taoist in his fifties or sixties with a lewd look.
"Two bastards, it's a pity that I have such a skin." The Taoist tore the skin on his face and crumpled it into a white ball of paper. He actually got out from the back of the groom's neck.
Lu Chen looked at the Taoist with cold eyes and said in a cold voice: "Why do you pretend to be a deceitful groom? The women you married were all killed by an old man like you?"
"Why, of course it's for good looks." The Taoist grinned, showing yellow teeth, and violence flashed in his triangular eyes. "Those women have become my wives, and I have the final say on how to deal with them."
He smacked his mouth and looked at Li Dahu's house, "That little girl tasted good last night. It's a pity that I didn't stop, otherwise I could have played for two more days."
Boom... there was a roar from the earth, black and red lightning crossed the night, Lu Shen's energy and blood exploded, and he launched the powerful tiger demon fist, with fierce murderous intent.
"You little bastard, you really don't have any patience." The trickster was hit by a fist, his body exploded into confetti, and he instantly appeared above the sloping road.
He just heard him let out a low shout, and pulled out his right leg like a whip, kicking out several afterimages. Lu Chen turned around and cut across, attacking the opponent's inner joints.
The powerful and heavy fist knocked the Taoist back, but to Lu Chen's surprise, the fire evil was not injected successfully and was blocked by the deceitful Taoist with special means.
The deceitful Taoist was swinging his legs, and there were several sounds of sound breaking through the air. He came forward with a high kick, "You want to assassinate the Taoist master with your meager tricks?"
This man was extremely good at kicking, his legs were flexible and powerful, and he had extremely strong explosive power. It was rare for Lu Chen to encounter an evenly matched opponent.
Stab... The whip's leg was as cunning as a poisonous snake, and it stabbed Lu Shen's lower abdomen. His eyes became clear, and his mental power suddenly condensed, stimulating the Taoist's eyebrows in a spiral shape.
Only the dull sound of people was heard, the Taoist's body suddenly became stagnant, his eyes lost focus, and he was absent-minded for a moment. Lu Chen turned sideways to avoid the whip's legs, and attacked fiercely with long strides.
The fiery fist was like forged iron, and it suddenly hit the Taoist between the eyebrows, smashing his skull. He instantly fell to the ground. Lu Chen raised his leg and struck hard.
The Taoist's body exploded again and turned into confetti. He flashed not far away. The right side of his skull was crushed and bloodshot eyes oozed out.
"You little beast, how dare you hit me in the face..." The trickster's eyes were dark, like a poisonous snake staring at Lu Chen, and he disappeared again.
Bang bang bang... There was a muffled sound from all directions, and three tricksters appeared. One of them turned his right arm into a paper knife, the other turned into a bloody sledgehammer, and the last one struck a long whip.
The three of them looked at each other violently, even their expressions were the same, and they were attacking Lu Chen.
This is his special skill, using paper avatars to confuse the enemy. Each avatar has the same aura, making it impossible for ordinary people to distinguish the real person.
With this strange technique, he has killed many powerful opponents.
Lu Chen stood in the center, his eyes clear and his mind as clear as ever. His five senses were magnified several times in an instant, and he quickly checked the three tricksters.
Just when the paper knife Taoist raised the blade and showed the same cruel smile, Lu Chen suddenly looked at him, and the black knife on his waist instantly ignited black and red flames.
"You can't find me, why?!" The trickster's smile stopped and he shouted in disbelief. He hurriedly mobilized paper figures on both sides to surround and kill Lu Shen.
The paper man substitute has 80% of his strength. If Lu Shen rushes to kill the main body regardless of the danger, he will at least be severely injured by the remaining two paper men.
Just when he thought Lu Chen would defend himself against the substitute, the boy was defenseless and attacked him with a knife, obviously willing to trade his life for his life.
"Better than crazy, right? Master Dao is crazier than you!"
The Taoist's eyes were fierce, and he used a knife to kill Lu Chen. The paper figures on both sides gathered around him without hesitation and struck Lu Chen with whips and blood hammers first.
Bang bang... There were two sounds in succession, and the Taoist's expression completely changed. He saw the whip and blood hammer falling a finger's width away from his skin.
But even with this small distance, he couldn't fall no matter what. The Taoist's eyes were frightened and he quickly pulled away to escape.
At this moment, Lu Shen heard a low shout, and the spiritual spiral hit the center of his eyebrows. The Taoist's movements were stiff, like a puppet with stiff joints, "Essence, spirit, strength, bastard, bastard!"
He raised his knife and tried his best to stop Lu Shen.
Lu Chen turned his head to avoid the paper knife, and a strand of hair was chopped into pieces. He was seen holding the black knife in both hands, and the black and red flames spread across the blade, and he strode forward.
Tsk... The sharp blade stained with black and red flames cut through the skin, tore apart the squirming flesh and blood, and bit by bit sank into the scorching heart of the trickster.
Scarlet blood fell on the knife, like boiling oil falling into flames, and the black and red flames rose in the wind.
Lu Chen turned the handle of the knife expressionlessly, and the blade stirred in his heart, causing the Taoist who was ignited by the black and red flames to let out a tragic scream.
The next moment, the blade stabbed the Taoist through, and the flames of the blade burst out, causing the ruined heart to expand within the body and burst open.
The charred corpse ignited by the flames fell to the ground. Lu Chen swung the black knife, and little flames splashed on the ground. He stood indifferently in front of the flames.
In the quiet village, dozens of eyes looked at the young man in the firelight from the window lattice of each house, feeling that the figure was being lifted up infinitely.
