Chapter 259 Death of Zhou Yun

"Extreme thorn!"

A low and firm voice interrupted Zhou Yun's grin.

Still a swordsman.

It’s still that familiar trick.

"Hahaha, this is your summoned beast? Is this the only thing you can do?"

With the power given to him by the Ink Sacrifice, Zhou Yun is now extremely arrogant. His Gang Qi is soaked in black ink, making him appear even stronger.

laugh--

The Abyss Swordsman is still so fast.

A knife flashed past.

The attack with real damage still passed through the Gangqi defense and struck Zhou Yun's body.

puff!

But this time there was no blood or the sound of being chopped on the flesh, or even the damage value, only the muffled sound of being chopped on the water.

The body of the Abyss Swordsman was also stained with a large amount of ink.

"Hahaha!"

"madness!"

"This is a power you don't understand at all, so what about the real damage? You can't see through Mo's defense!"

"Deathly Gangqi!"

Zhou Yun swung his giant sword and slashed out several sword energies in the direction of Zheng Yu. A large amount of sword energy mixed with ink was blocked by the water wall of the Raging Wave Shadow.

Zheng Yu didn't panic, he observed the wall of water soaked in ink in front of him.

"It is indeed a power I don't understand."

"This power should belong to the upper-level powerhouses of your advent sect, right? It's very special, easy to recognize, and a power that cannot be hidden."

"I heard that most of the strong men of the Advent Sect are actually some of the professionals hidden among the strong men of Kyushu. Is the ink you use one of them?"

Zheng Yu's question made Zhou Yun stunned for a moment.

Zhou Yun directly avoided the topic and chose to use the power given to him by the Mo Sacrifice to kill Zheng Yu.

He crossed the Abyss Swordsman and rushed directly towards Zheng Yu.

When facing a summoner, the fastest way to win is to directly kill the summoner himself.

As for the swordsman of the abyss...

When Zhou Yun swung the giant sword with ink, the Abyss Swordsman knelt weakly on the ground. Zheng Yu even felt the aura of the Abyss Swordsman in Zhou Yun's sword.

"Able to absorb the power of targets stained with ink?"

Zheng Yu was a little wary of this strong Adventist who gave Zhou Yun power. This power was not only strange, but also of great practical value.

Wow!

Zhou Yun chopped into pieces the three layers of shields on Zheng Yu's body, the water guardian of the Raging Wave Shadow, the guardian of the Spirit Butterfly Queen, and the shield defense of his own equipment.

But it didn't hurt Zheng Yu at all.

Because Zheng Yu, who possesses the [Little Giant++] Hex Strengthening Rune, can become small and fast, so fast that he can retreat to a safe position in an instant.

As a summoner, Zheng Yu doesn't have much else but life-saving skills.

"Ink·spread!"

Seeing Zheng Yu escape, Zhou Yun didn't panic at all. He imitated the sound of the ink ritual and spread the ink stained on Zheng Yu's body.

"Raging waves."

"This ink is everywhere. It's too dirty. Let him wash it off."

Zheng Yu ordered.

"yes."

The shadow of the angry waves that had been guarding Zheng Yu stood up, the harpoon in his hand fell to the ground, the realm of water expanded, and the ground began to make the sound of waves.

boom! ! !

Everyone looked at the roof in surprise.

Because they have never seen the spectacle of rooftop flooding.

Even Kong Yi couldn't help but admire: "This is really a way to show off the summoned beasts."

boom--

The shadow of the angry wave released the angry sea waves, flooding the top floor of the entire ruined building. A large amount of water washed away the ink splashed by Zhou Yun on the rooftop.

Including the ink on Jianhao's body.

After Zheng Yu saw the ink being washed away by the waves of the angry sea, he smiled: "It seems that you have only obtained the power of this strong man who uses ink, but you are far from mastering the correct use of this magical talent. method."

"If it is a force that can be easily washed away by water, it will be no different from ordinary ink."

Zhou Yun shook the water on his head in embarrassment, gritted his teeth as he looked at the ink balls on his head that had become much less and lighter.

"Even these are enough to deal with you!"

"Extreme thorn!"

laugh--

Another knife.

"Hey, are you fucking annoyed?"

But this time, Zhou Yun discovered that he had actually cut open the body that had Mo's defense.

Zheng Yu said with a smile: "A seventh-level swordsman can indeed only know one move."

"The eighth-level Ji·Abyss Swordsman only knows one move, and his name is Ji."

“The pinnacle of reaching the pinnacle.”

"A skill that can be infinitely stacked and increase damage infinitely."

"Didn't you notice?"

"Even Mo's defense can't stop Ji's damage."

"Extreme thorn!"

Just like Zheng Yu said, Zhou Yun also felt the strangeness of this move. This time he saw clearly the movements of the Abyss Swordsman.

The one who drew the sword was not the body of the Abyss Swordsman, but an illusory spirit body!

The sword was unsheathed, but the Abyss Swordsman's body did not move at all. The spirit body fought out in the direction of the unsheathed sword. After striking the target, the spirit body returned.

The swordsman had already disappeared from the spot, using his extremely fast speed to change the position of the sword.

This is why Zhou Yun can't find the swordsman at all.

"Hunting territory."

At this time, the Abyss Swordsman finally whispered the words other than stab.

Zhou Yun didn't have the time to ask Zheng Yu at this time. Didn't you say he only had one skill? Because he felt threatened by death.

Several spiritual bodies suddenly dispersed from the Abyss Swordsman's body.

Every spirit body is the location where he used to draw his sword.

A total of nine swords are nine spirit bodies.

Face Zhou Yun and use the sword at the same time!

Zhou Yun's breathing suddenly stopped because he found that he could not escape no matter how hard he tried.

"Ink Festival!"

Zhou Yun shouted.

But the ball of ink on his head produced an extremely disgusting emotion, as if to say, with my power, I can't even defeat a summoned beast.

It even broke away from Zhou Yun's head in the end, taking away a large part of Zhou Yun's power...

Zhou Yun was allowed to have his body cut into pieces one by one by the sword master's hunting domain.

Zhou Yun looked at his body desperately.

He couldn't avoid it.

I can't bear it either.

He watched as his arm was chopped off.

Watching his waist being cut open crosswise.

Finally, he looked deeply at Zheng Yu.

For some reason, he suddenly felt a sense of relief, not hatred or resentment, as if... this had long been one of the endings he had thought about.

Zhou Yun had always thought that he was just unlucky. If he really faced Zheng Yu, he would have a hundred ways to kill him.

He practiced it even in his sleep.

A level 45 professional is considered an upper-class figure in Kyushu, and he has always been proud of his own strength.

Although he is not as good as Nan Muyun and Liao Ning, the top professionals in Kyushu, he is still a mayor-level character respected by thousands of people.

The status, connections, and life are all extremely superior.

So after Zheng Yu appeared and Zheng Yu rejected his "good intentions", Zhou Yun never thought that one day he would end up in such a situation.

Because... he is just a summoner who is less than level 10.

So what if it's an S-level talent?

There are so many professionals with S-level talents who can't even reach level 25 for the second rank, let alone this summoner.

Who would have thought...it would only take less than half a year.

The sewer summoner whom he looked down upon at all had grown to the point where he was frightened.

In fact, after Zheng Yu successfully passed the death row of the prison, Zhou Yun already had a premonition that he was going to be finished.

He understood Zheng Yu's character. He was not a generous person who would forgive himself.

However, until just now, he thought that with his own strength, it was not too late to deal with Zheng Yu. After all, he was only in his thirties.

But now Zhou Yun understood something.

The gap between talents is irreparable.

The gap between humans is sometimes greater than the gap between humans and dogs.

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