Doomsday Master

"You said I secretly changed your exorcism potion?" Yan Chengjiu looked at Zuoying with a smile, as if he had heard something funny, "Since it was secretly, how could I be discovered by you? "

"Of course I have my way." Zuo Ying's face flashed a hint of inevitable, he just wanted to pour dirty water. Before coming, he also deliberately revealed his identity as a tasker, and focused all the eyes of the taskers in this base on himself. In this way, Huang Lang could only expose himself if he wanted to support himself. But it was not enough, he had to find a ghost for the dead.

And Yan Chengjiu is undoubtedly such a dead ghost.

The blame is just that you are too weak!

Zuo Ying thought so in his heart, but sneered and answered Yan Chengjiu, "Do you want to quibble?"

"I don't dare to be sophistry." Yan Chengjiu smiled, "It's just that the exorcism potion is very precious in the parasitic world. If I have it, it is too late to hide and tuck, it is absolutely impossible to be replaced by someone else. Yes. And, if I have the ability to change your potion and still not be discovered by you, wouldn't it be faster to kill you directly, and I need to wait for you to come and attack me now?"

Zuo Ying didn't expect that the guy Yan Chengjiu's mind would turn fast. If he admits it, it is equivalent to being useless. If he doesn't admit it, he will just slap himself in the face. But just wanting to make a comeback just like this is also too good to think of this world.

Just treat it as I teach you a lesson for free.

Zuoying quickly found a new entry point.

"The Ajinni by your side is the best at these sneaks, right? Hehe, a young man with a little girl, and said that he is a younger sister?" Zuo Ying amplified his voice specially, and focused on the two "sisters". The word, "I think it's a god-sister."

Yan Chengjiu's face sank, and the Heiwuchang in his hand waved directly.

Although Zuoying was separated by a distance, he knew how powerful this knife was. Apart from scolding the **** Wang Wenjing, he didn't dare to resist head-on. He rolled on the spot and barely escaped Yan Chengjiu's attack.

A deep scratch was left on the ground, and I didn't dare to imagine the consequences of this blow if it were placed on me.

"Why, did you poke your sore spot?" Zuo Ying was scared in his heart, but he still insisted.

"I just think it's totally unnecessary to talk to you about wasting your lips and tongue." Yan Chengjiu waved a long knife in his hand and looked at Zuoying's eyes as if he were dead. "Since you keep saying that I took your potion, then I It doesn't matter if you should."

After speaking, Yan Chengjiu's fingers stroked the black impermanence blade, there seemed to be something flickering at the blade's edge, and there was a roar of "zheng".

The surrounding temperature instantly became cold, and even the taskers who were far away could not help but feel a tingling scalp.

murderous look.

"What kind of prop is this, and how can it have such a powerful murderous aura?" The knowledgeable taskers quickly recognized it. But such a strong murderous aura is definitely not something ordinary weapons can possess. Even if you have them, how can those murderous weapons be in the hands of an unknown young man?

"Amazing!"

The taskers had doubts in their hearts, but they still had to boast.

This kind of murderous aura, when facing confrontation, his momentum is mostly weakened, how can he fight this?

"Wang Wenjing would be willing to give Yan Chengjiu this kind of thing?" Huang Lang couldn't help clenching his fists, "Idiot, no wonder he died early!"

Xie Qiuhong stood behind Huang Lang, glanced at Huang Lang vaguely, and did not speak.

I don't know if it is an illusion. In dealing with Yan Chengjiu, Captain Huang's attitude is a bit too eager.

Xie Qiuhong sighed slightly. As a person who has actually worked with Yan Cheng's second-hand goods at a fair price, Xie Qiuhong has the qualifications to evaluate Yan Chengjiu. When she and Yan Chengjiu started, Yan Chengjiu could only win her by opportunism, but now, if she starts to play with Yan Chengjiu again, I'm afraid she will definitely lose. How many days have passed since Yan Chengjiu's strength has improved to this level?

The knife had been in Wang Wenjing's hand for a long time, and she hadn't put it in her eyes, otherwise it wouldn't be so easily handed over to Yan Chengjiu's hand. But now, it was like a dusty gem wiped off that layer of ashes, and the long knife met the owner who was really suitable for it, and it instantly became extremely dazzling.

Such a potential newcomer, I am afraid that there will be no one in a hundred years.

If Yan Chengjiu's strength was only at the level of the squadron when he first came to this world, he might have reached the level of the squadron now. Only after the newcomer's trial is over, Yan Chengjiu's name may also be spread among the taskers.

Unfortunately, Yan Chengjiu could not be their partner.

If Huang Lang is a broad-minded person, he is eccentric and narrow-minded. He himself entered the Corps and was only a substitute, and he was far away from being a regular. He said that he wanted to introduce Xie Qiuhong, but Xie Qiuhong could actually guess one or two. If Huang Lang like this introduced Yan Chengjiu into the Corps, I am afraid he would be even more unbearable. How could he allow a person he once despised to climb on his head and become the legionary election?

It's just that the previous Huang Lang could conceal one or two things, but now it's getting worse and worse.

Xie Qiuhong silently retracted his eyes to avoid being discovered by Huang Lang.

It seems that she also needs to work with another person.

No matter what the others, they are the closest to Yan Chengjiu and facing Zuoying's murderous Zuo Ying, they can feel the trembling of goosebumps all over his body.

How could it be impossible.

How could Yan Chengjiu improve to this level in a short time?

"Your exorcism potion, don't say I didn't take it, even if you take it, what can you do to me?" Yan Chengjiu looked at Heiwuchang with gentle eyes, but what he said made Zuo Ying want to go back. Strangled myself to death at the time.

Yan Chengjiu has moved his mind to kill him!

"Where's your gun, don't you raise it?" Yan Chengjiu approached with a knife, in a surprisingly good mood.

"No." Zuo Ying immediately raised the gun in his hand, but his body kept retreating.

"You back, back!"

Zuo Ying felt that death was so close to him for the first time.

It was closer than when he was parasitized by worms in the Worm City.

The murderous intent of that knife locked almost all his actions, no matter what he thought, he couldn't think of a safe escape route.

He wanted to find a soft persimmon that would lead to trouble, so he moved Huang Lang's gaze away from him. The one he didn't want him to pick, had unknowingly changed from a soft persimmon to a piercing hedgehog!

"Why should I step back? You don't want your exorcism potion anymore?" Yan Chengjiu sneered, Hei Wuchang gave a slight stroke, and Zuo Ying's right hand was marked with several wounds, and the gun in his hand fell on land.

"You didn't take my exorcism potion, I, I misunderstood." At this moment, it was not Yan Chengjiu in Zuo Ying's eyes, but a **** of death rushing towards him with a knife.

"But I don't think it's a misunderstanding." Yan Chengjiu tilted his head and smiled, "I drank it, what do you think?"

"No... I lied to you." Zuo Ying shook his head quickly. As long as he can survive, what is the point of bowing his head at this time?

Are there any props that can turn the tide at this time?

Zuo Ying's thoughts flew around, but nothing seemed to get him out of this situation.

He immediately understood what the seniors said, don't rely on props.

At this kind of time, he can only believe in himself, but apart from these props, where does his ability come from relying on his own power to come back?

"I, I can apologize to you. I can tell you a lot about the tasker." Zuo Ying seemed to know how to survive, and his tone became anxious. "You haven't experienced the final trial yet. I can tell you a lot."

"No need." Yan Chengjiu's hand was black and impermanent, and the arc of the blade spread out from the blade and went straight toward Zuoying.

Countless stone walls were erected in front of Zuoying, and several shields blocked it.

"Captain!" Xie Qiuhong called out Huang Lang in surprise, "Why do you want to make a move?"

"I'm just looking at how good Yan Chengjiu is." Huang Lang seemed to regret it too, but he refused to bow his head at all.

"Two taskers solve their personal grievances, but somebody actually took action?" A certain tasker frowned slightly, which is too unruly. "I wonder if this knife can cut off these obstacles?"

With joy on Zuo Ying's face, he quickly got up and turned his head and ran.

Yan Chengjiu raised his mouth slightly.

"Huh?" Zuo Ying found something wrong with his body.

Why is the part of the body running ahead so familiar?

He lowered his head and looked at himself, empty from the waist down.

I……

I'm dead?

Zuo Ying's eyes widened, half of his body fell from the air, and blood flowed all over the floor.

The next moment, the front half of the body also completely fell down.

boom--

Those stone walls split in four or five, and immediately fell to pieces on the ground.

Those shields were also divided into two.

The black and impermanent sword light passed through Zuoying's body and flew all the way towards the sky, like thunder and lightning before a rainy day. Although the existence time is short, it is firmly imprinted in everyone's heart.

No one will forget.

"Team...Captain..." Xie Qiuhong held down her trembling hand and looked at Huang Lang by the window.

"Yan Chengjiu..."

Yan Chengjiu.

From this night on, this name will be firmly imprinted in the minds of the taskers present, and will never be forgotten.

Agini was doing handicrafts at school, and suddenly she seemed to feel something and looked towards the window.

"What's the matter with Ajinni?" the teacher asked with concern, "you can go home after finishing this one."

"Nothing, teacher." Ajinni smiled sweetly, "I seem to see a shooting star."

It is a beautiful knife light, more beautiful than her rose flower.

This is the beauty that you said can only bloom outside the greenhouse, JOKER.

"I should go home." Yan Chengjiu stood there, as if he didn't wield the knife. "If someone wants to believe him and wants to avenge Zuoying, just come, I will continue!"