After understanding Lin Zidai's signal, the mace-carrying man hurriedly took off his maces from his back and stared eagerly in the direction of Lu Chun's eyes.
Wu Ren, on the other hand, had a leisurely attitude and sneered with disdain: "What are you so nervous about? Where did the blood come from here? Don't let this guy fool you!"
But before he finished speaking, he saw a huge figure emerging from the red mist not far in front of him.
"Hahaha... I didn't expect that the most inconspicuous guy would discover my existence!" The person swung his figure left and right, dispersing the rich red mist nearby, and a big-bellied "meat ball" appeared.
And on the big belly that can't be seen at a glance, it is indeed exactly the same as the follower described, there are huge mouths full of fangs and sharp teeth.
"I've been devouring too much lately, and it's really hard to digest. I originally planned to leave you to the last one to taste it slowly, but it seems... I'm going to waste everything again..."
The fat man's body was so big that his head looked like a sarcoma. The only difference was that the sarcoma made sounds.
Although Wu Ren had heard the description of the monster from his followers, he was still a little shocked when he saw it with his own eyes. However, the shock in his eyes only flashed for a moment, and then turned into full of anger.
"You monster! Return me to obey your orders!" Without saying a word, Wu Ren snatched up his long sword, rolled up a ray of cold light and shot it at the fat man's face.
"Hahahaha... Of course I can't repay you, but because you are so eager, I can let you meet in my belly!" Although the fat man looked bloated, he was more flexible than expected. As soon as the body stepped back, a red mist was brought up, hiding the figure in the red mist.
"Looking at your big body, you are actually a coward!" Wu Ren raised his sword and shouted, "Hiding is useless, come out and die!"
"Hmph! It would be too boring to kill you directly! I just want you to come and do some activities with me and help me digest the remaining food... Hahaha..." As soon as Wu Ren finished speaking, he heard the news coming from all directions. Sounds came one after another, and for a while it was impossible to tell where they came from.
Wu Ren's eyes were already red with blood, and he was holding the long sword and gesticulating wildly into the red mist. Although the sword followed by the sword was very powerful, it was a pity that all that was shattered was a void.
He failed again with his sword, fatigue appeared on his face, and he gritted his teeth and shouted: "You monster, you are so boastful! In my opinion, you can only bully the weak. Now that I have met you, Grandpa Wu Ren, I will never dare to confront you again." !”
The fat man suddenly sneered when he heard this. Although everyone could not capture his position, they could feel the indescribable contempt: "Hahaha... Since you want to die so much, then I will grant your wish!"
After saying this, a long tongue suddenly came from behind Wu Ren and wrapped directly around his waist.
Although Wu Ren was arrogant and domineering, he did have some abilities. As soon as he felt something strange behind him, he did not immediately check the situation. Instead, he forced out a sword energy with his backhand.
No matter how strong the fat man was, he would not be so arrogant as to fight with a sword. He just snorted, retracted his tongue, and shot out several bloody thorns with a few whoosh sounds.
Wu Ren didn't expect that the fat man would launch such an attack so suddenly. When he reacted, he was already a step too slow. He saw a bloody thorn grazing his cheek, leaving a streak of blood. Minor scratches.
Wu Ren cherished his appearance very much, and he became extremely angry when he felt his face stained. Originally, he planned to slowly wear down the fat man's strength and wait until the opportunity came to make a killing move, but now, he could no longer control his emotions and actually started to recite the Wave Sword Art.
"It doesn't go or come, it doesn't die, it doesn't come back; it doesn't move, it doesn't calm down, it doesn't shine; it has no mind and no self, it's pure nature; the mind stops the waves, the sword makes the waves!"
When they recited the Wave Sword Technique before, everyone could only feel a vast power that contained silence. But at this time, Wu Ren's beauty was ruined, and his mind could not be as calm as the magic formula. This originally calm and vast power suddenly showed a hint of irritability, turning the turbulent waves into a rapid torrent.
"Oh no, no, no, this Wu Ren is too impulsive!" The man with the mace was originally going to help the fat man when he was exposed, and work with Wu Ren to deal with the fat man, but he didn't expect that Wu Ren would no longer conserve his strength. He used his special skills.
Especially the Wave Sword Technique, where the sky is filled with sparkling silver light. If he insists on stepping forward, he will inevitably suffer accidental injuries. He can only stand reluctantly and stomp his feet, hoping that Wu Ren's Wave Sword Technique will work.
Before, Wu Ren was only ridiculed by others. Although he was angry, he did not lose control of his emotions. But now that he has been "disfigured", his internal organs are blazing with fire, and he has no mercy at all. This piece of silver light has split into hundreds of rays and has not stopped, but continues to split, like a spring spreading water. .
This Wave Sword Technique came with great force, and the red mist began to roll away under its influence, as magnificent as the flaming cloud after a thunderstorm.
But the fat man in the red mist had no intention of admiring this beautiful scenery. Instead, he faced the situation in front of him with a solemn expression.
Although his body is huge and not as embarrassed as the previous sword-wielding man, even such a large ship can only sway when it is pushed by the waves, and it is difficult to stand firm.
Fortunately, he was rough-skinned and thick-bodied, so he was not greatly affected by the Wave Sword Art. As long as he could hold out until the end of the Wave Sword Art, the exhausted Wu Ren would give him a good meal!
"Brother Lu, since you can smell blood, maybe you can feel where this fat man is now?" Lin Zidai saw that the fat man was silent and guessed that the latter should be dealing with the Wave Sword Technique with all his strength. If they could take action at this time, Fatty would definitely not be able to cope with it with all his strength, and he would be seriously injured even if he did not die.
If the time had been earlier, Lu Chun could indeed feel the approximate location of the fat man, but at this time, the rolling red mist had confused all the aura, and he was really powerless.
"To be honest, Brother Lin, my perception ability has weakened a lot compared to before, and it is really difficult to capture his position..." Lu Chun said helplessly.
Lin Zidai was silent for a moment, and then his expression suddenly became serious: "Then... if I can enhance Brother Lu's five senses, I wonder how confident Brother Lu can be?"
Lu Chun knew the seriousness of the problem and naturally no longer dared to hide his clumsiness. He raised his head and glanced at the situation in front of him, thinking that as long as his perception ability could be restored to its previous state, and as long as the fat man was still nearby, it wouldn't be difficult to sense him.
"As long as Brother Lin trusts me, I'm willing to give it my all!" Lu Chun knew that he was far inferior to the others in front of him in terms of strength, but he was quite moved when he saw that Lin Zidai had always trusted him so much, and his expression became firm.
"Okay! Brother Lu's words are enough!" Lin Zidai laughed loudly when he heard this, then twirled a streak of brilliance from his fingertips and said softly: "I'm offended!"
Then Lin Zidai flicked his fingers and shot the brilliance as fine as a cow hair into Lu Chun Baihui.
Lu Chun felt a chill on the top of his head, and suddenly had the illusion that the veins in his body were swelling, and the trickle of Qi in the sea began to surge!
But before he could be pleasantly surprised for long, he was struck by a sudden pain that made his face turn pale.
Although this pain was very short-lived, it seemed to be born from his bones. In just an instant, Lu Chun's whole body was soaked in cold sweat.
But as the pain subsided, Lu Chun suddenly felt that the red mist that was close at hand had thinned to ten feet away, and everything around him became much clearer.
"Brother Lu, how are you?" Lin Zidai saw Lu Chun's expression changed, and hurriedly stepped forward to express concern. After all, his acupuncture technique had only been used on members of his family, and this was the first time he had used it on outsiders. Although he had restrained himself a lot, he didn't expect that Lu Chun still couldn't accept it.
Although Lu Chun's complexion was indeed affected by Lin Zidai's acupuncture, it only lasted for a short moment. The reason why he was a little dazed later was because the effect of Lin Zidai's acupuncture was too magical.
"I...I'm fine." Lu Chun moved his body on the spot and felt that his steps were much lighter.
"Lin Zidai, what's going on over there? Wu Ren seems like he can't hold on any longer!" The powerful man had been waiting for the opportunity to take action. Seeing that the momentum of Wu Ren's Wave Sword Technique was fading, he also reminded him hastily.
"It's up to you, Brother Lu!" Lin Zidai nodded, and then set his eyes on Lu Chun. The latter nodded, took a deep breath, and carefully explored the red mist.
The enhancement of the five senses was indeed extraordinary. Just when Lu Chun concentrated his attention, he noticed that the red mist was much thicker than the surrounding areas. He also raised his finger and exclaimed: "Over there, it is about five feet!"
"Okay!" The man with the mace's eyes lit up when he heard this, "I'm tired of waiting!"
After saying this, he stretched out his arms, rubbed his palms, and saw two heavy maces spinning forward and disappearing into the red mist in front of him in the blink of an eye.
The fat man in the red mist just had time to let out a soft moan when he was suddenly interrupted by two muffled pops, followed closely by a series of screams like slaughtering pigs...
After the scream, the red mist over there gradually dissipated under the influence of the attack, and a bloated body covered in wounds fell lifelessly to the ground, without any movement at all.
Seeing that the enemy had been dealt with, Wu Ren's strength was finally exhausted. He leaned on the scabbard and half-knelt on the ground, breathing heavily.
"Is this solved?" The man with the mace originally thought that the fat man was going to fight with him, but he didn't expect that the man stopped moving just after he used a move. He also pulled the heavy weight covered with blood with his hands. He put away his mace and walked slowly towards Wu Ren.
"Ahhh...my ears!"
Because the five senses were enhanced, the fat man's pig-killing screams were amplified by the sound-conducting snail, and it was as if a series of thunder exploded in Lu Chun's ears. It shocked Lu Chun's head and almost fainted. At this time, he was also holding his ears in pain. Calling out... Fortunately, he took off the sound-transmitting snail in time for a moment, and then he finally felt that peace had returned to the world.
"Eh? What about the man who used the weapon?" Lu Chun looked up and saw that the man with the weapon beside him was nowhere to be seen, so he asked casually. When he saw Lin Zidai pointing in the distance, he realized that the latter was communicating with Wu Ren.
But just when he was about to look back, he suddenly frowned and exclaimed.
"Use your trump card! Be careful!"
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