Astral Apostle

In the long house of the lord, fighting has broken out.

Zhou Jing rushed to the flat head man.

shua!

The wind screams.

At this time, his speed, strength, and explosive power are all stronger than before.

Because of its own foundation, the power generated by the secondary strengthening is obviously stronger than the normal secondary strengthening hunter.

However, the flat head man face doesn't change. It doesn’t advance and retreats. It doesn’t even use weapons, and greets it with bare hands.

The blade stabs swiftly, as fast as lightning, straight to the heart.

The flat head man slammed his hand out, with the same amazing speed, with his five fingers forming claws, accurately buckling the blade.

Baby—

The blade ran across the fingers, but did not cut off the palm, but made the sound of metal and iron rubbing.

"Grab the knife with your hand?!"

Zhou Jing frowned, pulls hard, although the force overwhelms the opponent and pulls the long knife back a certain distance, the blade is still flat headed The man held it tightly in his hand.

The other a blade cuts out, the companion is accurately blocked by the flat head man, and the palm of the hand grabs the blade halfway.

The knives and both hands froze in the air.

"Ha!"

The flat head man suddenly exhaled and twisted his hands abruptly.

pa! pa!

Two severely worn knives broke at the same time!

Zhou Jing kicked her leg straight up without saying a word.

Flat head man is the same action.

The two kicked each other synchronously.

bang! bang!

Zhou Jing only felt a strong attack, and the whole person retreated uncontrollably and crashed into the wall.

With a bang, cracks spread in the wall, and the wall was rustling.

There was a burst of colic in the abdomen, unlike just being kicked, there seemed to be a weird force that penetrated into the abdomen and ran across the internal organs.

He raised his eyes and looked at the flat head man who was also kicked by himself.

I saw that the opponent took six or seven steps back, and then stabilized his figure with a bow, palms with both hands, one after the other stretched out, as if holding a bow and arrow with the front palm facing up and the back palm. The heart is facing down, and a boxing frame is opened and closed.

The flat head man covered his clothes and crash-bang, and then immediately calmed down, as if there was a turbulence on his body.

And Shi just broke the palm of Zhou Jing Shuangdao, only a white mark, no injury at all.

Zhou Jing couldn't help but glance at the panel again, and read the attribute detection result of flat head man again.

[attribute: Physical 34, Resistance 36, Perception 24, Spirit 12, Energy 40 (First Rank max)]

At first glance, it looks average, and even worse than two Strengthened oneself.

But Zhou Jing has never seen an "energy" attribute in any hunter. This is the first person he has discovered who has this attribute and reached the limit of First Rank!

Because there is no reference, Zhou Jing has not been very clear about the actual performance of the "energy" attribute.

But he can be sure that his resistance reaches 31 points, but he is far from able to grasp the blade unscathed... Only 5 points of resistance difference, the change will not be so big, right?

It is basically certain that this performance is related to the "energy" attribute.

Although you have seen the attribute, you can only know the specific ability of the opponent only when you fight.

A person’s real battle strength, attributes are just the basics, and various skills and skills are the biggest difference.

In addition, this attribute distribution...not like xenoblood warrior!

Zhou Jing's eyes narrowed.

At this time, the flat head man said lightly:

"Good health, rough skills... Lie down by yourself and save me something."

Hearing this, Zhou Jing threw the broken knife away, drew out two spare long knives, suppressed the pain in the abdomen, and rushed forward again.

He didn't ask questions, and knew that he couldn't get an answer, so he stopped wasting his tongue.

As a result of Hunter's Breath·Fast, Zhou Jing's speed rose sharply. The two knives knocked at each other, followed by the blade light dancing.

shua~ shua~ shua~ ——

With a fast knife chain, the blade light attacks the flat head man from all angles time and time again.

Zhou Jing’s Blade Technique went straight, attacking the enemy’s key points again and again, but he also took care not to be caught by the flat head man again.

As soon as the flat head man has such signs of movement, he will immediately change the knife path, turn it into a false move, or directly close the knife.

Flat head man plays fast with a pair of palms flying up and down, shooting, wiping, tapping, stroking, shaking, capturing, pushing, taking... the changes of tricks are dazzling and quite organized.

clang clang clang ——

A two-handed palm is tenacious, like a texture of gold and iron, and I do not know how many times I fought with two knives in fierce fighting.

The two were playing and moving in the castle hall, like a hurricane with destructive power. All kinds of furniture were involved in the battle circle and all were broken into pieces.

peng~ peng~ peng~-The walls and the ground also became cratered in the collision between the two.

The more than thirty guards in the castle hurriedly retreated, daring not to continue to surround them, for fear that they would be involved in the battle between these two humanoid strange beasts, and they would be seriously injured by rubbing and touching them.

Fighting for a while, the flat head man flashed a vertical split, seizing the opportunity, Iron Fist outrageously smashed out, his fist hit the side of the blade.

clang!

Half the blade is flying!

The flat head man breathed in shortly and quickly returned to his strength. With one ring of both hands, while swinging away the other blade, his palms were printed on Zhou Jing's chest, and his movements flowed smoothly.

bang!

Zhou Jing staggered back with a sweet throat.

The flat head man quickly followed, and a pair of iron palms shot out in a series. The changing palms slammed Zhou Jing's chest one after another, making a muffled sound of peng peng.

However, his combo didn't last, and Ross, standing there with no sense of existence, suddenly pounced from behind, and the dagger pierced the flat head man's heart.

"humph."

The flat head man noticed the strong wind behind him, coldly snorted, kicked Zhou Jing with his feet, and took advantage of the backflip to make Ross rush into the air.

As he turned the top of Ross's head, he fisted.

bang!

Ross's head burst like a watermelon, his brain opening wide.

The headless corpse plopped to the ground and slipped forward for a certain distance.

The flat head man flipped to the ground. He glanced at Ross, who was killed by his own punch and failed in a sneak attack. He snorted slightly:

"Oh, such insignificant ability, really courting death."

He doesn't need to feel the breath, he can be sure that Ross is dead at a glance... After all, people die without a head.

A newly strengthened xenoblood warrior is as fragile as an ordinary person in his hands.

On the other side, Zhou Jing slammed into the wall and finally stopped her retreat. A mouthful of fishy sweetness surged and she couldn't hold it down.

"pu!"

Zhou Jing spit out black blood suddenly, feeling like her chest collapsed.

The feeling of loss of strength burst out from the wound, swept through the limbs, and the breathing became disordered.

The genetic breakdown of the body also intensified as the injury intensified. Zhou Jing could only stand up close to the wall. Even the [stubborn] innate talent could not suppress the pain at this time.

"Hey, that's amazing..."

Zhou Jing panted heavily, feeling the pain all over her body, twitching the corners of her mouth, but showing a strange smile.

After these fights, he is basically certain that he is not this person's opponent.

The pure battle strength gap cannot beat others head-on.

My own frenzied attack can’t break the defense of others, and the opponent doesn’t know what kind of melee attack it has blessed. The destructive power is much stronger than a person who simply uses strength. It’s skillful. Also far surpassed myself.

He lowered his head and looked at Ross's corpse, watched silently for a few seconds, and then tried to stand up, shaking his knife at the flat head man.

Although he did not speak, the flat head man still understood what he meant.

The flat head man saw Zhou Jing standing unsteadily. He observed his injuries and shook the head.

I didn't leave a hand just now, I guessed that the hunter's heart and lungs had been shattered, and it was basically hopeless.

But seeing Zhou Jing having such a fighting intent, the flat head man is still nodded, and he casually said:

"Never mind, I will give you a ride."

Then, the flat head man stepped forward and walked towards Zhou Jing slowly.

Zhou Jing took a deep breath, ignoring the severe pain in his body, holding his breath.

Thunder strike!

He took off the heavy knife on his back, threw it out vigorously, and then held the last long knife, strode up,

The heavy knife hu hu rotated, carrying a heavy knife. The muddy wind sounds like it's crooked.

flat head man face doesn't change, but simply moved a step to the side, then turned sideways to let the heavy knife, and let it punch a big hole in the wall, making a loud bang.

Looking at Zhou Jing as the fearless charge is getting closer and closer, the flat head man look steadily forward, secretly pumping up his air and accumulating in his arm.

He is going to use the howling wind and torrential rain offensive to take away Zhou Jing's set directly to solve the trouble tonight and go to bed early.

But at this moment...

Pu chi!

The flat head man has a sharp pain under his crotch, and a feeling of loss of strength instantly sweeps through the whole body.

He was stunned to look down, his pupils trembling.

When just dodge the heavy knife, the flat head man took a step and stepped right beside the headless body of Ross.

Of course the dead body will not cause any trouble.

But at this moment, the flat head man can hardly believe his eyes.

What's the situation? This person's head has grown back again? !

This corpse, which should have been headless, is alive and kicking again!

I saw Ross with a blank face, holding the dagger directly, and stabbing it between his legs!

"Ah--"

The flat head man was completely unprepared after a sudden change.

He didn't even have time to think about what was going on. The pain that went beyond the limit instantly occupied his mind, and he howled miserably.

The man’s vitals were hit hard, and his strength disappeared instantly.

At this brief moment, Zhou Jing has already jumped in front of him and hit him with a long knife.

pu!

The blade came out from behind.

Just poke my heart!

The flat head man stared at Zhou Jing, staring at Zhou Jing, but he couldn't believe it.

next moment, he roared with anger and resentment.

"Ah! Ah!"

With the flat head man as the center, a burst of vigor burst out!

He shot out with hatred in extreme anger, with the power of thunder between his palms, and he hit Zhou Jing's chest and abdomen heavily.

bang!

Zhou Jing flew out like a cannonball, spurting black blood and leaving a blood line along the way.

He smashed a wall and was buried in rubble.

flat head man's blood-stained eyes looked towards Ross.

Ross was expressionless, still holding the dagger inserted under his hip, and stirred vigorously.

Boom!

The furious palm smashed Ross' head.

Following a squally stormy palm shot down, Ross's body was beaten to the ground.

The flat head man's face is distorted in pain, and he can't even breathe.

He firmly grasped the long knife inserted in his heart, dragged the crotch of drenched with blood, step by step to the pile of rubble that buried Zhou Jing.

Suddenly with a bang, the gravel pile burst!

The stones were scattered, Zhou Jing jumped out suddenly, punched in a surprise attack, and hit the flat head man's throat.

Crack!

The throat pipe is sunken and broken.

The flat head man is no longer able to dodge—or it doesn’t mean to dodge anymore.

He ignored the fist hitting his throat and slapped Zhou Jing's head with a blatant palm.

Zhou Jing only had time to turn her head slightly, and there was a sharp tearing pain in her chin.

pa!

Half of the mandible drenched with blood flew out.

Zhou Jing's eyes are fierce, and she doesn't care about the severe pain that involves the nerves. She holds the long knife inserted in the flat head man's heart with both hands and stirs it vigorously.

The flat head man opened his eyes angrily, looked directly at Zhou Jing, and tried to raise his hand, trying to kill the enemy in front of him.

However, his heart was hit hard, and his remaining strength also flowed away with the blood.

With a plop, the flat head man finally couldn't hold his body and fell softly to the ground.

Zhou Jing pressed the handle of the knife with both hands, supporting her standing posture.

One horizontal and one vertical.

"You...er..."

The flat head man opened his mouth and wanted to say something.

But the gurgling blood in his mouth made him unable to say a complete sentence.

The flat head man looked at the ceiling without a sense of spirit, his eyes gradually graying, and he couldn't catch his eyes.

He never thought that he would die here like this, in the hands of an indigenous person.

At the same time, Zhou Jing’s panel flashed:

[Foreign plane lifeform has been killed]

[It is absorbing the natural accumulation of astral energy from the opponent ……]

[You get 3630 astral points, 28 information state particles]

Zhou Jing has no time to pay attention to the panel, pulls out the long knife from the flat head man corpse, looks towards the second Lou's face changed drastically.

Tattoo——

At this moment, the sound of dense footsteps is from far to near.

A group of hunters rushed in, just seeing this scene, they all froze on the spot.