Chapter 113 Useless! Poor and weak! No matter how fast! Waste!...disintegrated into ashes!
Just when Dior was confidently shouting to Bailang, his voice suddenly stopped and his neck made a crisp sound, as if someone broke a piece of Kang Shuaibo bread.
His head shifted violently to the left, his neck was broken by an external force, the amplitude was exaggerated, his cheeks were uncomfortably pressed against his shoulders, and his eyes were bulging. His handsome face also looked ferocious and strange.
Immediately afterwards, Dio's neck began to heal itself, making a "click-click" sound as the joints corrected. He resumed breathing, but his eyes were horrified. He suddenly recalled that day when the Joestar family was about to succeed, killing Jonathan and putting on the stone.
Ghost Face reached the top, but was attacked by invisible forces. His success was defeated and he was imprisoned.
Before the thoughts in his mind could be finished, severe pain hit him from behind again. Without any warning, there was a severe breaking pain in his spine, his back suddenly sunk, turning into an obtuse angle like origami, and when he opened his mouth, a mouthful of blood spurted out.
"Cough cough cough..."
Dio knelt on the ground in embarrassment, raised his hands to support his neck, and returned to his position. He looked nervously at Bai Lang. His thoughts gradually became clearer. He connected everything together and realized clearly:
"It's you! You did all this! What is that thing? What is attacking me!"
In Wagen's eyes, Dio seemed to be crazy. One moment he was full of pride and arrogance, and the next moment he became panicked. He broke his own neck inexplicably and vomited blood. He couldn't understand what happened at all?
Bai Lang sneered and said, "This is a substitute attack!"
"Substitute? What is that?"
Dio seemed to be asking questions curiously, but in fact he diverted Bailang's attention. The broken spine had quickly healed itself. At this moment, he kicked out, and the ground exploded. When the strong wind spread, the person had appeared in front of Bailang, and the sharp nails turned into sharp nails due to the cold air.
As a blade, it stabbed towards the white waves like lightning, rubbing against the air and making a screaming sound.
"Black Bramble!"
In the continuous high-intensity battles, Bai Lang realized a truth, that is, even if he is determined to follow the "Blood Beef Shield" route, it does not mean that he has to be like a tank, no matter what the situation is, he will fight head-on and fight against the sky and the ground...
Obviously there is a 'Maxin', so the less effort the better. It's like having a 'Black Ghost' at the moment, why abandon it?
At this point in the battle, there is only Dio's last enemy left. There is no need to retain any remaining strength, so Bai Lang injects all the IBM particles into the black thorns, bringing it to its peak limit and completing the battle in one battle!
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Dio moves quickly, and Black Thorn reacts faster.
Its data is three times that of Bailang's physical energy. It can use 'Thorns to Counter Damage' and can even load 'Ripple' to last. The only drawback is that the duration is short.
Now with all its strength, the black thorns are like a phantom, surpassing Dior in an instant. A hand suddenly blocks in front of Bailang, firmly grasps Dio and stabs the hand knife to intercept it. The icy cold air is ineffective against the unconscious black thorns.
The sharp claws that were swinging at extremely high speed were stopped by a huge force less than three centimeters from his forehead. The strong wind blew on Bai Lang's face, but he did not move at all, not even blinking.
The next second, a small whirlwind suddenly rolled up in the transparent air.
At this time, Dio opened his eyes angrily, his heart full of depression and unwillingness. In his excitement, he actually saw a hazy whip leg in the air, whipping up the strong wind and kicking towards him!
"I saw!"
boom!
Although he could clearly see Black Thorn's whipping kick, he was powerless and had no time to defend himself.
Too fast, the overloaded black thorns were worthy of the crazy burning IBM particles. Dior struggled to move his arms, trying to bend his knees to resist, but the thorns still took the lead and kicked hard in the lower abdomen. The impact exploded instantly, making Dior's abdomen dent.
A big pit opened up, and it shot out fiercely.
During the inverted flight, Dio tried his best to consume the life essence stored in his body and quickly repaired his injuries. He twisted his body in the air and stepped one leg on the ground behind him to curb the inertia of the inverted flight. Then he lowered his body, inserted his hands into the stone floor, and plowed out three holes.
There was a long trace, stopping the retreat.
The moment he relaxed, the blurry black figure gradually disappeared.
Ordinary people other than demi-humans will only see black ghosts when their spirits are extremely tense and their emotions are agitated. However, this situation does not last long and will disappear once the tense nerves slow down.
Relying on his sudden spying, Dio suddenly changed his figure and charged at a high speed. Then he turned back at an acute angle to the ground, bypassing the black thorns, and headed straight for the white waves. He desperately burned the vitality in his blood to get ahead of the black thorns.
Kill Bailang.
"First gear!"
Although Bailang used the 'substitute attack', he was not a weakling hiding behind the black thorns. He was equally fearless when facing the front. His body swelled, his muscles were tangled, his arms turned green, and he punched Dio brazenly, like a
Cannonballs coming out of the barrel!
boom!
There was no fancy collision, Bailang's iron arm only trembled.
Compared to his previous life, Brother Lang's "Heng Lian" in this life has been upgraded to Lv4, and his Iron Body 2 defense is even more ferocious. With just a slight sway, he took Dio's sure-killing blow.
Dio obviously couldn't accept this cruel reality. He shot arrows from left to right with both arms, and waved countless fist traces in the air: "Ola, Ola, Ola, Ola, Ola..."
Bailang: "No piggyback, no piggyback, no piggyback, no piggyback..."
Bailang relied on his terrifying perception and also waved a pair of iron fists to accurately intercept every attack by Dio.
Boom boom boom boom boom…
Continuous and dull crashing sounds were heard in the air, and the wind was surging around the two of them. Bailang was frantically squeezing the ripples in his body as fuel to strengthen his body. He swung his fist faster and harder, and the force became heavier and heavier. He walked forward step by step, one by one.
It suppressed Dior, and its advantage became more and more obvious.
"Eula! Euler! Euler! Euler! Euler..." Dio yelled helplessly as he backed away.
"It's useless! It's useless! It's useless! It's useless! It's useless... Increase your strength!" Bai Lang shouted with a ferocious smile on his lips, eyes widening.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Dio's face changed wildly. Looking at the Asura ghost opposite him with livid skin and veins bursting out of his forehead, he felt fear in his heart and could not accept the cruel fact that he was being suppressed head-on.
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"Ah ah ah ah! I am not willing to give in! Ola Ola Ou..."
"Poor and weak! Poor and weak! Poor and weak! Poor and weak! Poor and weak...!"
"Faster! Faster! Faster! Faster! Faster...!"
"Waste! Waste! Waste! Waste! Waste...!"
Bai Lang stopped the black thorns and used his strength to crush and beat him from the front. The beating made Dio look crazy, his Yan Yi was unpredictable, and he was about to go crazy.
"Dio, are you a woman? Compared to the terrifying slashes of the Sword Master, your attacks are so funny that they look like a woman dancing in a ballroom dance! Break!"
Compared with those experienced knights who have been fighting for a long time, Dio is physically more terrifying, but the threat is actually smaller. Before becoming a vampire, he was an ordinary rich boy, and Bailang was very happy to beat him.
Especially at this moment, after Dio was frightened by his momentum, he became weaker and weaker.
The moment the opponent's mind relaxed, Bai Lang hit Dio's face with a 'big ripple pendulum'. Electric ripples exploded and passed, leaving hideous burn marks on his face.
"ah!"
With a cry of pain, Dior covered his face and retreated, his expression almost collapsed: "Ah ah ah, your despicable ripples are as obscene as frog urine, and you ruined my perfect face?!"
"Yes, this is the 'turbid white frog peeing with obscene ripples' that I developed specially for you!" Bai Lang not only beat him, but also humiliated him with words, which made Dio's spirit almost collapse.
The Black Thorns followed up again, and both sides surrounded him. Dio tried his best to resist, but was instantly beaten and overwhelmed.
Bai Lang attacked head-on, the ripples were fierce and domineering, and at the same time superimposed with the thorn enchantment. Every collision left countless pinpricks of blood on Dio's body, which hurt his bones and beat him until he screamed in agony. Wu Xia did not care.
The black thorns transformed into a 'wolf shape', moving around as nimbly as lightning, and attacking in a 360-degree circle without blind spots, specifically picking out key points to attack. In just one round of head-on confrontation, Dior's whole body was covered in wounds, with ripples seeping into his flesh and blood, and he was burning.
Sizzling sound.
Suddenly, the black thorn swept his legs and knocked Dio down. Bai Lang caught up with him and kicked him high into the air with a Martial God Shenglong Kick. At this time, Dio was unable to resist and was beaten in all directions...
Really - hang him up and beat him!
The next moment, the white waves and the black thorns were side by side, perfectly cooperating with each other, stuck directly under Dior, and punched the air in a tacit understanding. Each punch was heavy and powerful, entangled with ripples, and hit Dior with punch marks and depressions.
His body was stiff and suspended in the air.
The four arms turned into afterimages, stirring up countless rippled shells visible to the naked eye. Dio's body was burned by the ripples, and continued to be destroyed. In the end, even the screams disappeared, leaving only a small remnant of the head connected to the neck, which fell to the ground.
