The sharp blade pierced the air, and the red dragon's eyes were filled with blood.
"Idiot, you think you can save her like this?"
Oric's growl was full of contempt.
"You can't decide whether to save me or not."
The Ripper and the Red Dragon fight against each other "Tell me, what benefits did she give you that made you risk your life to save her?"
With a sword, he pushed away Fan who was struggling to parry, and Origi stepped forward.
"You have nothing to do with this."
He growled lowly, and then the familiar Silent Ripper stabbed out.
The swords crossed, Oric frowned tightly.
Fan's difficulty was beyond his expectation.
According to his original estimation, defeating Fan was just a meal before the main course.
His real opponent was Zi Tong.
But now it seems that the situation is quite the opposite.
"Your injury healed quickly."
Oric pursed his lips slightly, not forgetting to check on his opponent before drawing the sword, "I thought this sword could kill you."
Fan's wound recovered very quickly indeed.
The originally penetrated wound had scabbed and healed through the broken clothes.
It stands to reason that it would be a miracle to survive such a penetrating injury.
How could it heal so quickly?
Faced with Aurich's temptation, Fan just waved his weapon silently.
"Hmph, it seems that you have found a way to defeat the original red."
Orici snorted, "You can find a way to restrain the original red so quickly.
I have to say that you surprised me again.
Now I am I can’t bear to kill you anymore.”
Oric said this, but the movements of his hands did not stop at all, but became more and more fierce, until he forced Fan back with a sword.
"Put away your hypocrisy, it's of no use to me."
Fan counterattacked sarcastically.
Oric twitched the corner of his mouth, "No, you are wrong.
Your strength is worth what I do.
I admit, I underestimated you before.
I can give you a chance now.
You swear allegiance to me, I can consider it Let you live."
"You think you've won?"
Fan suddenly sneered.
The body is ready to attack at any time.
"That's not true, but you are definitely defeated."
Oric smiled lightly, "You can't escape."
"That's not necessarily the case."
"No, you may know it in your heart.
You can consider my proposal and be loyal to me.
I can let you go."
"Aren't you afraid that I will sneak up and kill you when I fall?"
"Since I dare to keep you, I'm naturally not afraid."
Origi said with a proud smile.
Fan couldn't help but tighten the Ripper's hand, and Oric's confidence brought him inexplicable pressure.
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In his long fighting career, no one has ever been able to put such strong pressure on him, especially when his opponent is also very young.
Oric's strength is not a superficial illusion, but a real thing, strength, speed, skill, every component required in these battles, he is almost invulnerable.
Especially his mind.
Van has never met anyone who can't see through it like him.
All Oric's actions seem to be chaotic and illogical, but they are sudden and unexpected.
Even until now, he doesn't know exactly what Oric wants to do and what his purpose is.
"How are you thinking about it?"
Origi was not shocked by Fan's ability.
In his original plan, Fan was just a stepping stone to help him reach the top, a native who had not even completed the basic awakening.
Kind of, but not in Orici's eyes.
However, after getting along with him several times, he found that both Fan's ability and intelligence were far beyond his expectations, and the overwhelming control he displayed in battle sometimes even left him amazed.
Especially his almost demon-like mind.
It seemed like every look he made was laced with intent, broken messages Origi was unknowingly revealing.
To be able to be successfully reorganized into useful information by him is truly terrifying.
So much so that Aurich's decision to kill Van became stronger day by day.
"In this world, a native species like me is enough.
Others must die," he reminded himself again and again.
But the current situation is that Orici appreciates Yu Fan more and more.
If he can be used for himself, his ability will play an important role that no one can replace in his future grand journey, and he can even His great cause is several years ahead of schedule "I'm waiting for your answer."
Orici said slowly.
There was a trace of hesitation in his eyes, and Fan slowly took a breath of the night air, "It's useless to talk more, I will not be loyal to anyone."
A trace of disappointment flashed across Oric's expression, but he also understood more clearly that he and Fan were actually the same type of people, and they would never be willing to be played with by others.
"It's a pity."
Oric shook his head, his ambition was only It can be enjoyed by him alone.
"Then die peacefully, as you wish."
The sword turned, and Orici didn't even wait for the words to be finished.
The blood-red sword of the Red Language Dragon was as red as a dragon. clang The swords intersect again, and the two figures are separated at the touch of each other.
Both feet landed firmly on the ground.
Fan gritted his teeth and held the short knife tightly.
A long gash was opened on his left arm, and thick purple blood flowed under the torn muscles.
"The aroma of blood."
Oric moved his nose, "The original taste."
"Kill you and I will reach the peak."
After finishing his words, Orici rushed forward again Without giving Fan any chance, the red dragon attacked with all its strength and left several scars on Fan's body.
"Do you feel the cheerful chanting of the Red Language Dragon?
Although I don't know what your awakening power is, as long as I drink your blood, everything will be revealed." brush brush brush The afterimage-like fast sword makes people suddenly feel unable to parry, and Brahman struggling in the rolling waves of swords is like a boat sinking at any time.
"Do you know what your biggest shortcoming is?"
Orici, who was dancing the sword, suddenly said.
In his eyes, it was already late for Van's defeat.
"Conceited, you are too conceited.
You always think you can do it, you I always think I am right.”
Facing Aurich's words, Fan could only parry dullly, unable to tell his intentions at all.
"It seems that Ye Tong was driven away by you again.
I haven't seen her come out for so long.
It seems that I can really kill you with peace of mind."
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"Your expression seems to be surprised."
Orici chuckled, "Your self-righteousness has already harmed you once.
You can be regarded as the fault of being where you are today.
If Ye Tong stayed by my side, you might It won't be like this.
Now that she has finally gone back, you are driving her away in a self-righteous way. " "Oh, you must be wondering about her identity.
Speaking of which, I just learned about it recently."
"Do you think I will tell you?"
Oric smiled first, then suddenly turned cold, "Go to hell to find the answer."
The red Chi Yulong stabbed out flatly, but this sword was as fast as thunder Blood dripped to the ground, and the red dragon penetrated deeply into Fan's body.
"It's over, Brahman from the Angel of Death, your original imprint ends here today."
In an almost sadistic tone, Oric inserted the sword into the body by three points.
Wow A mouthful of blood spurted out, and Fan Yao was about to fall.
"Everything about you will become the cornerstone of my future journey to the top.
I will be grateful to you, but I will not remember you.
All those who have died have passed away and are not qualified to be remembered by me."
Origi sighed leisurely, looking proud, " In this world, only I am worthy of the title of Peak.
In this world, only I am worthy of the title of Original Seed."
"This time it's you, the next one is Purple Eyes, the original understanding bleeding with original purple blood, you really helped me a lot."
Twisting the sword heavily, Fan's abdominal cavity was smashed to pieces "You thought you won," said a dull hoarse voice, and Fan, who was wearing a long sword, spoke awe-inspiringly.
"Oh, otherwise" Origi smiled casually.
"Do you know what your shortcomings are?"
It seems to be repeating Orici's words, and Vatican said it word for word, "Before you get the final result, everything will matter."
"It's not over yet."
He stepped out suddenly with both feet, and Fan roared angrily.
He grabbed his opponent with his right hand and let the Red Language Dragon completely penetrate his lower abdomen.
Brutal puff.
The dull feeling of the blade penetrating into the flesh Staring at his opponent, Fan's eyes were full of cruelty and ferocity.
"There is no room for me in hell" The sharp blade of the Silent Ripper spins into the belly "It's definitely not me who died":