Tragic The sound of the sword cutting into the body is horrifying.
Oric stared with wide eyes, looking in disbelief at the Silent Ripper inserted into his lower abdomen.
"You really won't shoot me to death."
There was a hint of panic in his voice.
What kind of strong will does it take to not think about escaping after being hit, but to rush forward with the thought of dying together?
"In order to save Zi Tong, you are really willing to sacrifice your life."
Twisting the sharp ripper forcefully, Fan's voice was like two pieces of ice rubbing against each other, "I said, it will never be me who dies."
The severe pain in his abdominal cavity made Oric change his color, and the heart-piercing feeling was like fire and ice.
"Half-step kill, the most perfect half-step kill, where did you learn it from?"
Oric murmured sadly.
This time he finally saw clearly that the fighting pace used by Fan at the last moment was exactly what he had done before.
A glimpse of Grand Duke Caroline showed the most perfect imperial spear fighting skills, killing in half a step.
This kind of step beyond the limit brings about an instant burst, which is almost impossible to avoid in close combat.
But since Fan can use this powerful fighting step, why would he choose such a bad time to fight?
Could it be Oric's heart skipped a beat.
"If you want to know, go to hell to find the answer."
The exact same words, Oric's previous words that satirized Vatican, have now been returned.
Lift the knife and the Ripper will disembowel you. snap Oric immediately pressed down Fan Shang's lifting arm with one hand.
"You think you win now?"
There was an explosion of anger in Senran's tone, and Chi Yulong raised his sword at the same time.
With a muffled groan, Fan held down Aurich's powerful hand.
The two were in a stalemate with each other for a while, but anyone could feel the horror of the sharp knife piercing the intestines.
"Fan, you are so naive, you think you can die with me in this way."
Oric's hoarse voice was full of contempt, "How can you, an uncivilized and inferior species, deserve to die with me?"
Along with Oric's roar, the Red Language Dragon suddenly burst out with an even more dazzling red light.
"You think this is all my power, so let me show you the true power of the original red."
Like boiling water.
At this moment, Fan's blood seemed to boil suddenly.
The inexplicable power from the Red Language Dragon boiled his blood, whistling and sucking the blood that overflowed from his wound.
The hand holding the sword of Oric was now wrapped around the sword body of the red dragon like melting, and the dense blood vessels swallowed the rich and pure purple blood.
The power was quickly lost, and Fan's hand holding the sword almost trembled.
"The fragrance of blood turns out to be the taste of the blood of native species.
The purity, life, and strength are completely different from those of mortals."
Oric murmured, and at this moment, the severe pain of the wound was no longer seen.
Instead, huge vitality filled every part of his body The flesh and blood that disappeared from the wound grew wildly at a speed visible to the naked eye, so much so that the power of annihilation from the Ripper could not even keep up with the speed of its flesh renewal.
Pulling out the blade inserted into his body little by little, Oric felt Van's increasingly weakened power.
"This is the true power of the Red Language Dragon.
Any life that is stabbed by it will be sucked into a shriveled corpse."
Click Orici brazenly broke Van's hand bones With a muffled groan, cold sweat rolled down Fan's cheeks like a heavy rain.
"Originally I wanted to capture you alive, but unfortunately, your stubbornness left you with no choice but to die."
Breathing vigorously and painfully, Brahman's voice was like a bellows.
"You seem very proud of yourself."
"Yeah" Oric frowned.
"You said that my shortcoming is overconfidence.
But my confidence is based on my understanding of everything, and your confidence is based on your arrogance about yourself.
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Stop playing with the power you don't know.
You think you are right.
How much do you know about the original power?
How qualified is a self-transformed bionic species to explain the original power to me?"
Like a volcano erupting, suppressed emotions pour out like an angry wave "Original um" Oric was suddenly startled.
"The fragrance of blood, wait until you have the ability to digest it, then you can continue your shameless talk."
"What did you do?"
Oric's eyes widened like bells.
"You should ask yourself if you can't even assimilate one of the components of my blood, what qualifications do you have to talk to me about the origin?"
Suddenly there was a cold war, and Oric's whole body seemed to be frozen by the boiling red power.
It actually felt like it was cooling down rapidly like a cold winter.
"What is this?
This is impossible."
Origi panicked.
The power he was so proud of was now as if it was sealed and difficult to use.
"Bingyuan, remember this name, the inferior bionic species.
The blood of the superior is not something you can touch."
The dull roar was like thunder.
The ice source that had tortured Fan for a long time actually helped him defeat the enemy in this way.
"And now, it's my turn."
He suddenly clasped the sword with one hand, and Fan's right hand stretched out countless blood vessels as if melting.
"It's impossible, how can you possess the original red power?"
Oric's expression changed completely.
When Fan's blood vessels came into contact with his blood vessels, the two were strangely connected with the blood that was being sucked crazily by the Red Dragon.
The most unacceptable thing for him to return to Brahma's body at a faster speed was that this process also involved his own blood.
The power returned to the body, bringing Oric's blood.
At this moment, Fanzheng was recovering rapidly and even became stronger.
"Nothing is impossible.
Remember, the Red Whispering Dragon belongs to me, not you."
As if in response to Fan's low roar, a burst of noise suddenly sounded in Oric's consciousness, which was the roar of the Red Whispering Dragon.
"No, no," Oric's hands and feet were cold.
In the depths of his obscure memory, he suddenly thought of a possibility.
No, to be precise, it was a fact.
"You are a native species.
You are the true native species in the rumors.
It turns out you are you.
It is really you."
All Origi's confidence and reserve disappeared when he could no longer suppress this fact.
The truth was, he felt that all his previous efforts were like crude jokes.
The real native species is right in front of him, right under his nose.
He has existed for such a long time, and the funny thing is that he didn't notice it at all.
"It's impossible how a real native species can be weaker than us.
It's impossible."
Origi was still struggling, or comforting himself.
He actually made such a huge mistake Peiran's blood poured into Fan's body.
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Never for a moment did he feel that his condition would be so good.
The crimson blood from Oric was quickly assimilated and absorbed as soon as it entered his body. , there is no delay in this process, just like the established procedure.
The combination of crimson and purple makes Brahma's blood turn purple.
Oric's last hope was shattered.
Even he couldn't assimilate the blood so quickly.
At this moment, he just wanted to pull out the sword of Crimson Language Dragon and end his stupid behavior, but the coldness around him made it difficult for him to move even an inch.
Fan glanced at his opponent coldly.
The arm bone of his left hand had been healed, and the wound inserted by the Red Dragon in his lower abdomen could be healed at any time as long as he wanted.
The more careful a plan is, the less room it has for any changes.
The Red Language Dragon betrayed Orici again.
When the Ripper entered Orici's body, its communication with Van had already begun.
Bionic species, this is what Crimson Dragon calls native life forms like Orich that evolve themselves through the use of prototypes.
They are incomplete.
As Fan Yi expected early on, self-evolving life has irreparable defects.
Of course, this defect is compared to the real native species, but to mortals, it is the reason why they are powerful.
"Goodbye, low-level bionic species."
Under the dual effects of the original level and the ice source, Oric's defeat was a foregone conclusion.
However, just as Fan finished his sentence, a sudden change occurred.
He suddenly spit out a mouthful of cyan liquid and landed on the ground, corroding the ground with deep grooves.
"How's Cabron's blood?
You must have thought that he was sent to you aimlessly."
Oric gasped, and his breath was filled with confidence that his plan would succeed.
He was prepared to make a back-up move.
At this time, It really comes in handy The red dragon suddenly pulled out, and the two separated from each other.
Oric's face was as cold as frost due to the cold ice source, while Fan was forced to cough up blood due to the uncontrollable changes in his body at this time.
Of course, the battle between two beings with equally demonic minds would not end simply like that.
Or rather.
It’s just the beginning: