A-level power, blood sickle.
The young man held an atomized blood-colored sickle, and red blood continuously overflowed from the sickle.
He walked towards Chen Mo step by step, with a cruel and violent smile on his face.
"You should be a superpower from the Sixth War Zone, right?"
"Then you should have heard of our names, Zhou Yan and Zhan Yan."
The two of them are well-known Class A high-risk wanted persons in the Second War Zone. They wander around and become bounty hunters, specializing in dealing with shady matters.
Zhou Yan's eyes flashed with a fierce light, he licked the corner of his mouth and said.
"It seems that you are also here for this peach tree, and what I like most is the blood of superpowers. This will make my blood sickle more powerful."
Chen Mo was indifferent and said calmly.
"So much nonsense."
Raising his hand slightly, the burning ring in his hand bloomed with red light.
A pair of extremely hot blades burst out from his hand.
"Puff puff..." The heavily made-up woman next to Zhou Yan laughed sweetly, and the tree roots under her feet suddenly exploded, resisting these silver blades.
"Boom!" The scorching heat caused these tree roots to burn directly.
Zhan Yan was a little surprised and said with a smile.
"Metal? With flames?"
"There are actually such superpowers in the Sixth War Zone? It's really strange."
Zhou Yan said disdainfully: "That's all."
Almost all superpowers generally believe that the sixth war zone is the weakest among the twelve war zones. How strong can it be?
Zhou Yan's figure flashed, and he jumped directly towards Chen Mo, his expression extremely excited.
"I haven't replenished my abilities for a long time. I hope your blood can satisfy the Blood Scythe."
The blood sickle ability can only be replenished by blood.
Zhan Yan activated her powers, a strange light flashed in her eyes, and said.
"Good Samaritan, please help me."
As soon as he raised his hand, the roots under Chen Mo's feet quickly began to flow. The roots directly wrapped around Chen Mo's legs, preventing him from walking.
Zhou Yan laughed loudly, raised his sword high, and swung the blood sickle in his hand downwards.
"Hahaha, well done, I will reward you well when I go back!"
Zhan Yan took a sip after hearing this: "Damn ghost, what are you talking about?"
At this moment, Chen Mo was like a living target waiting for Zhou Yan's blood sickle to fall. Seeing that the other party was motionless, Zhou Yan said arrogantly.
"What, are you already frightened?"
"Then die!"
Chen Mo's face was expressionless, and his eyes were full of indifference, as if he was looking at two insects.
Just as the blood sickle was about to fall, a roar sounded from the side.
"Roar!!"
He didn't even see the figure clearly, he only felt a huge black shadow flash past. Zhou Yan's face changed as if he had been hit hard!
"boom!"
The whole person was knocked away!
"Boom!"
Opposite Zhan Yan's expression suddenly changed and she screamed: "Zhou Yan?!"
On the other side, Zhou Yan was pressed to the ground by the sudden Qiongqi!
He was just a fourth-level superpower. He was as fragile as a toy in front of Qiongqi. With just such a blow, he was knocked dizzy and covered in blood!
"Ahem...what, what the hell?!" Zhou Yan opened his eyes in pain. When he saw a ferocious beast's face appearing in front of him, he was frightened and subconsciously waved the blood sickle towards him. Sweep away with Qiongqi!
"Pah!" Qiongqi slapped the blood sickle to pieces.
Damn it, what kind of monster is this? !
This guy can even ignore the Blood Scythe? !
"Get away! You beast!!" Zhou Yan shouted angrily, gathering superpowers and gathering the bleeding sickle in his hand to slash towards Qiongqi again!
"Roar!!!"
The blood sickle was torn apart.
Qiongqi withstood the attack with his physical body. With Zhou Yan's strength as a fourth-level superpower, no matter what he did, he couldn't hurt Qiongqi at all.
Realizing that he might have kicked an iron plate today, Zhou Yan felt that the situation was not good and hurriedly called for help to Zhan Yan who was not far away.
"Zhan Yan! Save me!"
When Zhan Yan saw this, she immediately put away her previous contempt and scolded: "Let go of Zhou Yan!"
"Puff..." The tree roots on the ground were pulled out directly and slapped towards Qiongqi!
"Boom!" But in the next moment, it was easily penetrated by the high-temperature blade. The terrifying temperature made the tree roots burn fiercely, and soon they turned into charcoal.
Zhan Yan's pupils condensed and she immediately looked towards where Chen Mo was. In that direction, there were also a large number of hot blades sweeping towards her.
"The spirit that summons wood!"
A large number of crisscrossing roots shot out in front of him, forming an extremely strong wall that barely resisted these sharp edges.
But what is frightening is that the thick wall of tree roots began to emit thick mist, and the smell of burning was permeated. The tree wall, which was fully one meter thick, was directly burned with holes. The sharp blades penetrated through the explosion. Come!
Fortunately, Zhan Yan reacted quickly enough and stepped aside to avoid it. A vine shot out from the sleeve of her right hand, sweeping away the sharp blade.
"Zizzizi..."
"It's so hot!" Zhan Yan's expression changed. The scorching temperature on the silver blade came through the supernatural power. The vine was soon split into two and fell off the sleeves and burned to the ground. The palms of her hands were burned. .
Zhan Yan looked at Chen Modao opposite with a horrified face.
"You...who are you?"
"There's no need for a dead person to know so much." Chen Mo slowly pulled out the Tai Ah knife.
Several rays of black light flashed through, and all the tree roots that bound his feet were cut off.
Two fourth-level superpowers might have been a big trouble in the past, but now they were as fragile as ants in front of him.
The Tai Ah knife fell, and Chen Mo suddenly disappeared from the spot.
Where are people? !
Zhan Yan felt bad and looked around.
Zhou Yan, who was pinned down by Qiongqi, roared with eyes wide open.
"Zhan Yan! Behind you!!"
"Ah, blood sickle!"
What? ! later?
Zhan Yan slowly turned her head and looked at Chen Mo, who had appeared at an unknown time, with an expression as if she had seen a ghost. She saw that the other party was raising the pitch-black sword in his hand high.
Zhan Yan's face suddenly turned pale, and the Tai'ada knife continued to enlarge in her pupils.
His throat was blocked, and his eyes showed deep fear.
"No……"
Before he finished speaking, Zhan Yan's head was cut off neatly!
"Crash-" Blood flowed like a column, and large tracts of blood covered the ground full of peach blossoms, seeping into the roots of the trees below.
"Zhan Yan!!!" Zhou Yan's eyes in the distance were red, and he struggled desperately with strength that came out of nowhere like crazy.
A large amount of blood overflowed from his eyes, mouth and nose, turning into a red mist and condensing into a huge atomized blood sickle.
"I'm going to kill you! Kill you!!" He activated his powers crazily, and the blood from his body continued to pour out at this moment.
