Chapter 393 Mu Gaokun’s forbidden move!Murong Bufan's decision!
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Yue Zhi Ling
"..."
"..."
Looking at the senior who gave him the jade token, he slapped him several times in a weird way.
After they all fanned Qingmozhi away.
Mu Gaokun breathed a sigh of relief, and then returned his attention to Murong Bufan.
With a cold snort, he said with some arrogance: "Murong Bufan, no one can save you this time!"
Although his trump card was gone, Murong Bufan was now seriously injured by his set of combos.
He is very confident of killing him!
And looked at Mu Gaokun who rushed over proudly.
Murong Bufan, who had come to his senses, showed a fearful expression and wanted to run away.
but.
This is only superficial.
The reality in his heart is——
"I was careless just now, I didn't dodge, and you successfully attacked me!"
"But now you dare to rush over, you are really looking for death!"
Murong Bufan sneered in his heart.
Previously, Mu Gaokun used the "rat type" and "rabbit type" in the "Twelve Types of Xingyi" to escape as fast as a loach, and he couldn't catch up at all.
But now that he has thrown himself into a trap, Murong Bufan must seize the opportunity and show weakness to lure the enemy!
"Strength gained at the expense of oneself."
"Do you really think that there is such an obvious weakness as being unable to cope with close combat?"
"Do you really think that I can't fight without a sword?"
In Murong Bufan's cold tone.
Mu Gaokun, who was laughing maniacally, was stunned for a moment, "What...what...?!!"
He was about to grab Murong Bufan's neck, but he succeeded before he could.
A sharp pain suddenly shot through his abdomen.
He looked over in disbelief and found that it was Murong Bufan's sharp nails that shone with cold light. They didn't know when they penetrated his defense, and then penetrated deeply into his abdomen.
"I don't usually do my nails!"
"But forging my weapons!"
"Mu Gaokun, you can go die!"
After explaining, Murong Bufan exerted force with his five fingers.
"what--!!!"
Mu Gaokun, who was so severely injured, desperately felt that his life was passing away.
Regret, unwillingness, pain.
Under the intertwining of various emotions, his face turned crazy——
"Murong Bufan, you forced me to do this!"
As he spoke, Mu Gaokun became fierce and his fingers became claws.
"Kun type - the final taboo——"
Between the claws, there was a faintly poisonous green energy, gathering into the shape of a lion with its bloody mouth open.
With this move, you can injure the enemy by one thousand and damage yourself by eight hundred. After using up the enemy, you will be severely crippled and you will be slightly crippled.
But at this moment, Mu Gaokun can no longer control that much.
And his determined look made Murong Bufan's heart tighten and he wanted to stay away.
His sixth sense was constantly warning him.
Unfortunately, Mu Gaokun had already used his other hand to grab his right hand that stabbed into his abdomen.
Gather up your strength in laughter, and then.
"——The green lion who cut off his arm!"
With a roar.
The next second, Mu Gaokun's claws pounced like a lion, piercing Murong Bufan's right forearm fiercely.
The nails have even touched the bones inside.
"Ah——!!!" the same scream.
Murong Bufan held back the pain and violently kicked Mu Gaokun away, who was at the end of his strength and was holding back his breath.
Mu Gaokun, who took in more air but had less air out, laughed wildly:
"Haha, Murong Bufan, you're done!"
"My poison has penetrated deep into your bones!"
"It can't be ruled out, it can't be resolved!"
"It will slowly spread all over your body, until eventually the hair on your head will turn green!"
"Then you will die a very miserable death!"
If you want to avoid it, you have to cut off your poisoned arm as soon as possible!
It is also for this reason that Mu Gaokun's move is preceded by the word "cutting the arm"!
Murong Bufan looked at the green wound on his arm, his expression extremely ugly.
Although the Grandmaster has become resistant to most poisons, the poison used by Mu Gaokun is obviously not ordinary.
Moreover, the poison has penetrated deep into the bones, coupled with the chaos in the body after the battle.
So for a moment, Murong Bufan was unable to do anything about the poison and could only watch it spread into his body.
"Asshole, come up with the antidote! Otherwise I will make your life worse than death!"
"Haha, you have a beautiful idea! This move is used by me to kill the enemy together. How can I prepare the antidote!"
"You, the 'hope of the Murong family', are gone anyway, so why not just be buried with me!"
Although his chest was stepped on, Mu Gaokun still held on to his last breath and kept irritating, trying to delay the poison from entering Murong Bufan's body.
By then, even "cutting one's arm" will be useless!
"Bastard!"
Murong Bufan was so angry that he couldn't find the antidote, and couldn't help but step on it hard.
Mu Gaokun, who was already seriously disabled, suddenly lost his life.
then.
I felt that the toxin had climbed up my right upper arm.
"……Fight!"
After all, Murong Bufan was a ruthless person who dared to commit suicide.
After judging that he could not suppress the poison, he ran over and picked up his long sword, holding it with his left hand.
Then he gritted his teeth and applied force to his right arm.
Swipe down hard!
moment!
Murong Jiji has become Murong Xiaji!
……
[Ding!Murong Bufan dropped equipment!The protagonist Murong Bufan’s aura is -300, the host’s luck points +300, and his ability points +30! ]
[Murong Bufan’s remaining protagonist halo: 1500, host’s current luck points: 4000, ability points: 500! ]
At this time, Wang Haoran was fighting with Qing Mozhi.
Although both of them were in the early stage of the legend, it was actually Wang Haoran who was playing tricks on Qingmozhi unilaterally.
He first gave himself an "impregnable" shield, and then used "teleportation" to get there.
Ignoring Qingmozhi's attacks, he slapped him three to five times.
Then he used "teleportation" to retreat and stay away from Qingmozhi.
Then, after the CD of the "Invulnerable" skill was ready and he used it on himself again, he went over and slapped him again.
This goes on and on.
Qingmozhi's cheeks were swollen on both sides.
I already lost a lot of teeth, but now I have even fewer teeth!
"Fuck! We are about the same strength. Why do I slap him? He is fine; he slaps me, and it hurts me to death!"
Looking at the ghostly masked man running back into the distance again cunningly, Qingmozhi cursed angrily:
"If you have the fucking ability, stop being so wretched!"
"Fight head-on with me one on one!"
"..."
"Are you sure?" Wang Haoran chuckled.
then--
System, add points!
After consuming all 500 ability points.
Wang Haoran's strength and physique changed from 1174 and 620 to 1574 and 720.
It was just a few steps beyond the middle stage of legend and reached the late stage of legend.
"Then I'll fight you head-on!"
The momentum of the later stage of the legend emanates.
Under the pressure, Qing Mozhi's face immediately turned green after being shocked.
"Later stage?!"
"Are you trying to hide your strength?!"
In the small Yongling Town, two masters from the later stages of the legend came over!
Looking at Wang Haoran's flashing figure, Qing Mozhi couldn't help but think of the scene where he was beaten by Zhao Nichang yesterday.
He was so frightened that he turned around and ran away.
"A wise man does not suffer immediate losses!"
"I will definitely come back!"
"..."
Looking at the senior who gave him the jade token, he slapped him several times in a weird way.
After they all fanned Qingmozhi away.
Mu Gaokun breathed a sigh of relief, and then returned his attention to Murong Bufan.
With a cold snort, he said with some arrogance: "Murong Bufan, no one can save you this time!"
Although his trump card was gone, Murong Bufan was now seriously injured by his set of combos.
He is very confident of killing him!
And looked at Mu Gaokun who rushed over proudly.
Murong Bufan, who had come to his senses, showed a fearful expression and wanted to run away.
but.
This is only superficial.
The reality in his heart is——
"I was careless just now, I didn't dodge, and you successfully attacked me!"
"But now you dare to rush over, you are really looking for death!"
Murong Bufan sneered in his heart.
Previously, Mu Gaokun used the "rat type" and "rabbit type" in the "Twelve Types of Xingyi" to escape as fast as a loach, and he couldn't catch up at all.
But now that he has thrown himself into a trap, Murong Bufan must seize the opportunity and show weakness to lure the enemy!
"Strength gained at the expense of oneself."
"Do you really think that there is such an obvious weakness as being unable to cope with close combat?"
"Do you really think that I can't fight without a sword?"
In Murong Bufan's cold tone.
Mu Gaokun, who was laughing maniacally, was stunned for a moment, "What...what...?!!"
He was about to grab Murong Bufan's neck, but he succeeded before he could.
A sharp pain suddenly shot through his abdomen.
He looked over in disbelief and found that it was Murong Bufan's sharp nails that shone with cold light. They didn't know when they penetrated his defense, and then penetrated deeply into his abdomen.
"I don't usually do my nails!"
"But forging my weapons!"
"Mu Gaokun, you can go die!"
After explaining, Murong Bufan exerted force with his five fingers.
"what--!!!"
Mu Gaokun, who was so severely injured, desperately felt that his life was passing away.
Regret, unwillingness, pain.
Under the intertwining of various emotions, his face turned crazy——
"Murong Bufan, you forced me to do this!"
As he spoke, Mu Gaokun became fierce and his fingers became claws.
"Kun type - the final taboo——"
Between the claws, there was a faintly poisonous green energy, gathering into the shape of a lion with its bloody mouth open.
With this move, you can injure the enemy by one thousand and damage yourself by eight hundred. After using up the enemy, you will be severely crippled and you will be slightly crippled.
But at this moment, Mu Gaokun can no longer control that much.
And his determined look made Murong Bufan's heart tighten and he wanted to stay away.
His sixth sense was constantly warning him.
Unfortunately, Mu Gaokun had already used his other hand to grab his right hand that stabbed into his abdomen.
Gather up your strength in laughter, and then.
"——The green lion who cut off his arm!"
With a roar.
The next second, Mu Gaokun's claws pounced like a lion, piercing Murong Bufan's right forearm fiercely.
The nails have even touched the bones inside.
"Ah——!!!" the same scream.
Murong Bufan held back the pain and violently kicked Mu Gaokun away, who was at the end of his strength and was holding back his breath.
Mu Gaokun, who took in more air but had less air out, laughed wildly:
"Haha, Murong Bufan, you're done!"
"My poison has penetrated deep into your bones!"
"It can't be ruled out, it can't be resolved!"
"It will slowly spread all over your body, until eventually the hair on your head will turn green!"
"Then you will die a very miserable death!"
If you want to avoid it, you have to cut off your poisoned arm as soon as possible!
It is also for this reason that Mu Gaokun's move is preceded by the word "cutting the arm"!
Murong Bufan looked at the green wound on his arm, his expression extremely ugly.
Although the Grandmaster has become resistant to most poisons, the poison used by Mu Gaokun is obviously not ordinary.
Moreover, the poison has penetrated deep into the bones, coupled with the chaos in the body after the battle.
So for a moment, Murong Bufan was unable to do anything about the poison and could only watch it spread into his body.
"Asshole, come up with the antidote! Otherwise I will make your life worse than death!"
"Haha, you have a beautiful idea! This move is used by me to kill the enemy together. How can I prepare the antidote!"
"You, the 'hope of the Murong family', are gone anyway, so why not just be buried with me!"
Although his chest was stepped on, Mu Gaokun still held on to his last breath and kept irritating, trying to delay the poison from entering Murong Bufan's body.
By then, even "cutting one's arm" will be useless!
"Bastard!"
Murong Bufan was so angry that he couldn't find the antidote, and couldn't help but step on it hard.
Mu Gaokun, who was already seriously disabled, suddenly lost his life.
then.
I felt that the toxin had climbed up my right upper arm.
"……Fight!"
After all, Murong Bufan was a ruthless person who dared to commit suicide.
After judging that he could not suppress the poison, he ran over and picked up his long sword, holding it with his left hand.
Then he gritted his teeth and applied force to his right arm.
Swipe down hard!
moment!
Murong Jiji has become Murong Xiaji!
……
[Ding!Murong Bufan dropped equipment!The protagonist Murong Bufan’s aura is -300, the host’s luck points +300, and his ability points +30! ]
[Murong Bufan’s remaining protagonist halo: 1500, host’s current luck points: 4000, ability points: 500! ]
At this time, Wang Haoran was fighting with Qing Mozhi.
Although both of them were in the early stage of the legend, it was actually Wang Haoran who was playing tricks on Qingmozhi unilaterally.
He first gave himself an "impregnable" shield, and then used "teleportation" to get there.
Ignoring Qingmozhi's attacks, he slapped him three to five times.
Then he used "teleportation" to retreat and stay away from Qingmozhi.
Then, after the CD of the "Invulnerable" skill was ready and he used it on himself again, he went over and slapped him again.
This goes on and on.
Qingmozhi's cheeks were swollen on both sides.
I already lost a lot of teeth, but now I have even fewer teeth!
"Fuck! We are about the same strength. Why do I slap him? He is fine; he slaps me, and it hurts me to death!"
Looking at the ghostly masked man running back into the distance again cunningly, Qingmozhi cursed angrily:
"If you have the fucking ability, stop being so wretched!"
"Fight head-on with me one on one!"
"..."
"Are you sure?" Wang Haoran chuckled.
then--
System, add points!
After consuming all 500 ability points.
Wang Haoran's strength and physique changed from 1174 and 620 to 1574 and 720.
It was just a few steps beyond the middle stage of legend and reached the late stage of legend.
"Then I'll fight you head-on!"
The momentum of the later stage of the legend emanates.
Under the pressure, Qing Mozhi's face immediately turned green after being shocked.
"Later stage?!"
"Are you trying to hide your strength?!"
In the small Yongling Town, two masters from the later stages of the legend came over!
Looking at Wang Haoran's flashing figure, Qing Mozhi couldn't help but think of the scene where he was beaten by Zhao Nichang yesterday.
He was so frightened that he turned around and ran away.
"A wise man does not suffer immediate losses!"
"I will definitely come back!"
