Chapter 70 Butcher

"Got you!"

The black shadow double stood up from the ghost, and then switched with Xu Yuan.

Xu Yuan, holding an ax in hand, jumped up and struck at the guy who had just escaped from the ghost realm with one strike.

when!

The sound of metal clashing like a bell sounded.

The blade of the blood mist ax was blocked by a thick-backed bone-cutting knife.

Looking back along the bone-cutting knife.

Xu Yuan discovered that the owner of the knife was a stooped man with pale skin.

He wore a smelly leather apron, and a ring of various butcher knives hung around his waist.

At this moment, he was staring at Xu Yuan holding an axe with his cruel and cunning eyes.

Zhila!

Can't lock at all.

There is no way to break through the blockade of flames.

His ghost flashed several times in succession, moved directly out of the thick fog, and disappeared into the distance of the city.

Stab!

Seeing this scene, Xu Yuan breathed a long sigh of relief.

Mist and shadow touch.

It's like a black eyeball rippling with layers of ripples.

The hit Death Butcher "burned".

The rickety man was also constantly moving, looking for Xu Yuan's flaws.

Pao stared at the darkness that was gradually going away, and his figure gradually became illusory.

Now Xu Yuan is considering whether he should escape.

puff!

The next second.

It's just that the building shrouded in thick fog looks much older.

He let out an angry roar, raised the thick-backed bone-cutting knife in his hand, and slashed at the shadow double's head.

Thick fog covers the sky.

A rickety figure appeared from the edge of the thick fog.

But this injury still made Death Butcher feel the pain.

For a while.

Feel the physical strength pouring out like a flood.

The soul condensing photos afterwards.

Facing this attack, the shadow double raised his hands and made an empty-hand gesture.

The shadow double that was divided into two parts melted into two masses of black liquid and merged into the black shadow.

But what is even more frightening is the person holding the knife.

The next second.

The initial gaze.

This guy seemed to be the most cunning ferocious beast, constantly moving his position, looking for Xu Yuan's flaws.

These elements combine to form the lucky man of this sunny world.

After nearly four hours of observation, he discovered that the target of the photographer's attention was not as difficult as he imagined.

"call!"

But at this time, after burning for such a long time, He was already at the end of his strength.

As His figure disappeared.

Xu Yuan was very strange.

At the same time, a wisp of flame on the ax seemed to sense something.

Now he could only bite the bullet, muster up all his strength, and attack the Death Butcher.

He actually couldn't even cope with the little tricks the other party randomly arranged.

The hint in his eyes made Xu Yuan glare hard, squeeze out a bit of strength, and release the ghost.

Poor quality cursed props.

It's like invisible shackles have been released.

This force started from the right hand, spread to the forearm, then entered the upper arm, and finally stopped at the shoulder.

Thinking in his mind, the ghosts under his feet suddenly stopped.

"Almost four hours."

"Huh?"

The ground was covered in an instant.

Under the wash of the source of life, the paralysis in his right arm quickly subsided.

But they can't do anything to each other.

He felt that his fingertips touched something that should not exist in his body.

"kill"

Along with a burst of explosions, cracks opened on the head of the blood mist axe.

Xu Yuan's expression also changed.

The feeling of an empty hand made Xu Yuan's expression change.

After confirming the opponent's strength, Xu Yuan no longer restrained himself and directly launched the ghost.

[The Death Butcher felt the threat of death, escaped into the ghosts, and escaped your secret. Your physical strength was exhausted, and you were killed by the Death Butcher who reappeared. 】

There, Zhao Xuyuan's Q-version avatar showed a trembling expression.

Now it seems that the immortal power in his hand has the effect of shielding this flame.

The owner of this bloody smell is wandering in the thick fog like a ghost.

"roar!"

Xu Yuan is not a rigid person.

The knife is a straight knife.

Just as he was thinking about it, Xu Yuan suddenly heard a terrifying cracking sound.

The strong ghost erosion caused by opening the ghost for a long time has made even the source of life unable to withstand it.

Like dark clouds falling on the earth.

And then to the current rickety figure.

He dispersed the ghosts, felt the cold air from his body that was constantly being driven away from the source of life, and couldn't help but shudder.

But he didn't have time to test his newfound power, because the Death Butcher was already chasing him.

The spreading black shadow quickly spread to the feet of the Death Butcher.

The next second.

Even the blood mist ax cannot withstand the crystallized thermal radiation.

The pitch-black shadow was like thick ink, spreading from beneath the feet and encompassing the nearby area.

He felt that the ignited Death Butcher was actually struggling.

Xu Yuan's eyes widened suddenly, and many illusions appeared in his eyes.

What is it?

Feeling this touch, Xu Yuan moved his fingers and pushed hard into the Death Butcher's body.

A shadow double dressed in pitch black jumped out of the shadow and grabbed the Death Butcher's body.

The black shadow became his touch, caressing the air, feeling the coldness in the thick fog, and pursuing the very special smell of blood.

But the other party has put himself into life and death crises several times.
To be continued...