"Good, good. It's been a long time since I've seen someone as arrogant as you. Remember the name Wu Wenjie. When you're in the netherworld, don't let the King of Hell not know who killed you.”
"Oh my god, could this guy be the legendary hooligan…As expected, you are full of flirtatious words with just a little strength…"
Mo Xuan didn't reply to the other party's words, because in his opinion, the other party was already a dead person, and unnecessary conversation with him was unnecessary communication.
"Shadow Blade"
(P.S. Shadow Blade was a skill that Mo Xuan exchanged for 1000 game points in the hot spring. Consumes 5 points of Spirit to summon a Shadow Blade in the enemy's shadow. The attack direction is controlled by the caster.
Mo Xuan placed his hands behind his back. As this thought appeared in his mind, a miniature magic array suddenly appeared in his hand. Then, something magical happened. A black sharp blade appeared from Wu Wenjie's shadow and stabbed a big hole in his thigh.
(Although the Shadow Blade can kill enemies unexpectedly, when it reaches a certain height, its power will weaken and its speed will also slow down. In order to let Wu Wenjie receive 100% damage, Mo Xuan chose to attack his thigh.
"Brat, you actually dare to play dirty? Wang Zihan, attack! Haven't you always been bragging about how good your sword skills are? Cut off all of this brat's limbs. I want him to know what true fear is!”
Wu Wenjie clutched his thigh tightly as blood flowed out through the gaps between his fingers. This was the first time he was injured after transmigrating for so long.
"Blood creates all things!"
Looking at Wu Wenjie who was sitting on the ground and clutching his thigh, Mo Xuan revealed a brilliant smile. Even though the other party's attribute points were higher than his, his advantage was that his HP was thick and he could attack without considering defense.
Countless tentacled Blood Puppets emerged from the soil and tightly bound Wang Zihan's thighs, then quickly moved towards his upper body.
"What is this thing? It's so disgusting…"
Wang Zihan looked at the tentacle Blood Puppet crawling on his body with disgust. He quickly pulled out the sword in his hand. The tentacle Blood Puppet was instantly cut into pieces and fell to the ground.
"This is your doing, right? Sending such a weak creature to disgust me?”
Wang Zi Han looked at the tentacle Blood Puppet that had turned into blood on the ground, then turned her gaze towards Mo Xuan who was charging over, and chopped off his left arm with a backhand strike. The arm turned into blood as soon as it landed on the ground, disappearing from the world.
"Physical damage received. 1000 HP deducted. Beginning recovery."
"Ah!"
Mo Xuan let out a miserable cry. Even though his injuries would recover, it was still very painful for his arm to be cut off from the root. It was not something that ordinary people could tolerate.
"Get lost!"
Mo Xuan let out a furious roar, and his fist heavily struck the sword, causing Wang Zi Han to retreat two steps.
"Damn, this sword is actually so sharp. I have to think of a way, or I'll really die here.”
Mo Xuan looked at his growing left arm and silently swallowed his saliva. This fellow in front of him had clearly trained before, and was not something a half-baked fellow like him could compare to.
"What's going on? He can actually regrow severed limbs. How do we kill him? He might as well chop off his head and see if he could still be resurrected.”
Wang Zi Han narrowed her eyes as she looked at Mo Xuan. Following that, she charged towards him at an extremely fast speed, the tip of her sword pointing straight at Mo Xuan's head.
"There's no other way. I can only take a gamble! Blood creates the 'flesh wall' of all things."
Mo Xuan looked at Wang Zihan who was rushing over. Time did not allow him to think too much.
Left with no choice, Mo Xuan summoned a huge meat shield and blocked in front of him.
"You want to stop me with this thing?”
Wang Zihan's face was expressionless. Looking at the wall of flesh in front of him, he raised his sword and slashed it without hesitation. The sharp sword cut into the meat as if it was tofu.
"'Flesh Wall, Binding.'"
Mo Xuan snapped his fingers. Following that, the meat wall began to shrink crazily, tightly binding the sword within the meat wall. With Wang Zihan's strength, she could not move at all.
Just as Wang Zi Han and the meat wall were in a stalemate, Mo Xuan suddenly appeared from behind the meat wall. He held a dagger in his hand and ruthlessly stabbed it into Wang Zi Han's right arm, taking revenge for the sword strike earlier.
"Damn it, Brother Wu lent me a dagger.”
Wang Zihan came to Wu Wenjie's side with her injured right arm and spoke in a slightly sorrowful tone.
As for Mo Xuan, he pulled out the treasured sword from the meat wall, the tip of the sword pointing straight at Wang Zi Han, his face revealing a mocking smile.
"Take it. I'll go with you."
Wu Wenjie handed Wang Zihan a dagger before gritting his teeth and standing up, glaring at Mo Xuan with an extremely fierce gaze.
"Just blindly chop it off."
Mo Xuan looked at the sword in his hand and then looked at the two people who were waiting for him. A sense of pride suddenly surged in his heart.
"Secret skill 'Blind Chicken'."
Mo Xuan rushed forward with a smile on his face. The opponent's weapon had already been reduced to a white dagger. The white dagger's attack power was 50, which meant that their attack could only deal 100 HP at most.
However, the sword in Mo Xuan's hand was a Blue Rare equipment. To be honest, Mo Xuan was stunned when he used the Detective Eye just now. Blue Rare equipment was very rare.
There were even fewer novice equipment that could be equipped at level 1. He wondered how this guy got it.
(Equipment levels are White Normal, Green Excellent, Blue Fine, Purple Epic, Orange Legendary, Gold Divine.) Every tier of equipment had a level limit, which could be level 1 or level 100. However, there was no doubt that Level 1 Gold equipment was stronger than Level 100 White equipment.
[Weapon Name: Sharp Edge]
[Weapon Type: Sword]
[Weapon Grade: Blue Fine Quality]
[Sharpness: 500]
[Level of preparation: 1]
Mo Xuan quickly rushed over. Wang Zihan and Wu Wenjie looked at each other. Wu Wenjie quickly threw out the daggers in his hand, each dagger aimed at Mo Xuan's eyes.
"Small tricks."
Mo Xuan blocked Sharp Edge in front of his eyes and flicked away the two daggers. At the same time, he quickly executed Blood Creation of All Things. The tentacle Blood Puppet climbed onto Wu Wenjie's body and controlled him.
"Sword Qi?"
Mo Xuan felt his face turn cold, and blood flowed out from his face. If he guessed correctly, this should be the sword qi he saw previously.
And in this moment of distraction, Wang Zihan was already close at hand.
"Go to hell!"
Wang Zi Han quickly crashed into Mo Xuan, pushing him to the ground. The enormous strength made Mo Xuan unable to resist and could only grit his teeth as he looked at Wang Zi Han and the dagger in his hand.
"He's dead! Haha, this is the consequence of going against me!”
Wang Zi Han stabbed the dagger into Mo Xuan's heart, her face revealing a cruel and crazy smile. And Mo Xuan stopped moving after twitching once, as if he was really dead.
"Heart damaged. 2000 HP deducted. Beginning recovery."
"Who did you say died?"
A Blood Puppet suddenly appeared from Mo Xuan's body and pierced through Wang Zi Han's heart. Wu Wenjie, on the other hand, had been sucked dry by countless tentacle blood puppets, turning into an ugly dried corpse.
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