The blue light prison is like a huge target standing on the ground, and the purple electric traces in the sky are like light arrows shooting at the target.
From top to bottom, it fell like a shooting star.
The dark wings shook the airflow in the air. Han Dongwen held his spear horizontally in mid-air, already holding Liu Cheng's collar in his left hand, raising his hand to throw him out.
“Act within your ability.”
Liu Cheng raised his eyes and looked at Han Dongwen, his tone a little solemn.
"Don't worry, sir." Han Dongwen nodded.
Liu Cheng said no more, stretched out his hand to touch the dagger pinned to Han Dongwen's waist, pulled out the handle of the dagger a few inches, wiped his finger on the blade, and pulled out a trace of blood, and then quickly smeared a few drops on Han Dongwen's clothes. Down.
"Ma Liang's Creation·Blood Clothes!"
His voice was serious and measured. The next second, Liu Cheng leaned back, raised his leg and kicked Han Dongwen's chest, causing him to fall down.
"Help—!"
Liu Cheng pretended to shout loudly and let himself fall to the ground. There were already petals like flowing clouds gathering towards him in the air, ready to support him.
Han Dongwen didn't even look at him. He turned to look at the shadow of a gun falling rapidly in the sky. The dark wings behind him created a whirlpool and pushed him straight upward.
The distance between Dianguang and Han Dongwen quickly shortened, and in the field of view of Unit 1, a familiar name with the status bar lit up.
[Yang Facai-Daqimen-Zhangqi]
"Looking for death! You——"
The lightning fell so fast that when Han Dongwen heard Yang Facai's angry shouts, the tip of his spear was already close in front of him.
He could already see Yang Facai's face, and he could see the coldness and cruelty of this businessman who used to smile all the time in Jianhai Tower when he held a fierce weapon.
The Mingshui spear in Han Dongwen's hand swept across and hit the barrel of the spear in Yang Facai's hand - the needle point was just like the tip of an ox's horn. The most important thing at the moment was just to interrupt Yang Facai's actions.
"Tully's Lamentation Beacon!"
"The Oracle of Temperance!"
The sound of skill activation sounded, and the pale light that belonged to the Holy Church bloomed under the cover of purple electric light. Han Dongwen's body once again lit up with candlelight, as if he had turned on all his damage reduction skills, and was completely stunned. Hui Hua pushed up.
The night sky was about to be illuminated by these two rays of light, and after a sharp loud noise, it seemed that the entire world fell into a brief silence.
Then, centered on Han Dongwen and Yang Facai, an invisible wave of energy violently shook.
First there was the collision of light, and then there was the belated sound.
“Buzz——!”
It was no longer the crisp sound of metal and stone hitting each other, but the buzz of the atmosphere that was shaken by the impact.
"Acquire negative status - three-way gun formation, displacement skill seal! (From: Yang Churan)"
"Acquired a negative status - Cloud Breaking, reduced armor, reduced resistance to spells, and reduced maximum health! (From: Yang Churan)"
"Acquire the negative state - Mountain Opening. While the state continues, damage from all sources will automatically trigger Mountain Opening damage, causing huge physical damage! (From: Yang Facai) (God's Level Special Attack)"
"Three-way shooting: -199! (8999 is reduced)"
"Three-way shooting: -199! (8999 is reduced)"
"Three-way shooting: -199! (8999 is reduced)"
"Three-way shooting: -199! (8999 is reduced)"
"Three-way shooting: -199! (8999 is reduced)"
…
Following the several prompts that popped up at the speed of light after stepping into Yang Churan's gun array, the battle log of Unit 1 immediately popped up with pieces of damage information as if it were refreshing the screen.
The tip of the spear in Yang Facai's hand was like a cutting blade that constantly vibrated at a high frequency, rapidly causing damage to the light monument on the surface of Han Dongwen's body.
The light-cast candlelight around him was quickly extinguished as if in a strong wind, and then, the once extremely reliable cross-light monuments in front of him suddenly shattered.
"Three-way shooting: -1348! (6580 is reduced)"
"Three-way shooting: -1348! (6580 is reduced)"
"Three-way shooting: -1348! (6580 is reduced)"
Under such high-frequency damage, in just a moment, the number of damage reduction times of the Temperance Oracle has been exhausted, and as the time limit of the Lamenting Light Monument expires, the damage suffered by Unit 1 is increasing almost rapidly.
Without the blessing of these damage-reducing skills, such high-frequency high-injury, unavoidable and unstoppable, I'm afraid he would be defeated immediately.
But in Han Dongwen's current state, even with the damage reduction skills, his health bar has bottomed out.
Three or four more injuries from the spear in Yang Facai's hand popped out, and Han Dongwen's health dropped like a waterfall.
1768 (-1348)
420 (-1348)
0!
The moment the health number returned to zero, the pale light tablets and candles surrounding Han Dongwen all blew up the fans!
"Obtained status: Ma Liang's creation·Blood Clothes, the maximum health value increases when dying! (From: Liu Cheng)"
A prompt popped up, and a burst of red light lit up on Han Dongwen's chest, barely wrapping his whole body in it, and he was a few steps away from Yang Facai's gun point.
Han Dongwen's blood bar, which was already empty, was stretched out by this red light and a thin strip of blood appeared.
This is the life-saving skill Liu Cheng left to Han Dongwen. The triggering of the blood coat means that he is done.
However, the lightning of the spear in Yang Facai's hand was still in full bloom, and Han Dongwen did not use his body to block all the power.
How can this bullshit gun formation do such brutal damage?
"Quickly retreat!"
A childish cry came from under Han Dongwen. It didn't take much to think that Liu Cheng had seen that Han Dongwen couldn't withstand the full power of Yang Facai's blow, and wanted to tell him to retreat and find another plan.
To retreat means to abandon quaintness.
That is to say, give up breaking into the blood port, let the Daqimen kill Gu Ya as a witness, and regain the title of defending Haizhou Port. What kind of trouble will it bring to the cleanup of the Daqimen?
In other words, give up the clues and materials that were finally sniffed out about the Emperor of Blood Harbor ascending to the level of God?
Without Han Dongwen's obstruction, Yang Facai's figure once again gathered majestic electric light, like a comet preparing to fall to Gu Ya's ground.
"no."
Han Dongwen tightened his grip on the spear and uttered something softly.
The brilliance of the dark wings behind him faded away, and the whole person fell freely in mid-air.
Unit No. 1 was nothing more than a human puppet, and what Han Dongwen couldn't bear to part with the most was the Temperance Knight Odu, a wandering god that was too easy to use.
But in terms of Gu Ya and the progress that may be brought about after her death, "reluctant to let go of the child but unable to trap the wolf" is the most appropriate description.
The electric light rushed downwards like a comet, and the falling Han Dongwen was like a bird chasing a meteor, letting the air flow blow the white robe on his body.
As Yang Facai and Gu Ya got closer and closer, Han Dongwen's left hand touched the dagger at his waist.
"Prayer Beacon."
He muttered this silently in his heart, and threw the dagger in his hand towards Gu Ya.
Pale light randomly lit up, and his figure flickered in the night sky for a moment before disappearing into the distance and reappearing at the tip of Yang Facai's spear, blocking the distance between Yang Facai and the quaintness on the ground.
"Three-way shooting: -13758!"
Han Dongwen's life value returned to zero again.
"Obtained status: Shield of the Saint! (From: Han Dongwen)"
