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Chapter 271: Background?


boom Countless rubbles fell between the dense cracks.

What a terrible force.

The barbaric and pure violent bombardment could actually sink into the solid concrete city wall covered with an alloy shell in one blow.

Oric flashed sideways in shock, and the flying gravel roared into his face.

Unable to bear the pain any longer, he opened his mouth and vomited blood.

"Why is blood boiling?

Why can you use boiling blood?"

"Why can't I use boiling blood?

This is what belongs to me."

A punch was thrown out again, and Oric, who had hastily parried, flew upside down.

Unable to hold the sword in his hand any longer, the sharp sword body of the red dragon came out of his hand and was inserted diagonally into the ground.

"It's impossible, even if you are a true native species, you can't master boiling blood so quickly.

Even me, it took me a full year to slowly figure it out."

"Even if it's you."

Fan sneered and pulled up the red Red Dragon.

"Your confidence is too arrogant.

You are just an inferior bionic species.

How can you understand the real native?

I'm sorry to tell you that you I can understand all the insect language that you can’t understand.

The red language dragon that you can’t understand deeply has no reservations about me.

This is the gap between you and me, the difference between the real and the false.”

The long sword was retracted, and Fan clenched his fingers filled with power.

This was real power, not obtained through the superposition of a series of skills.

Boiling blood lives up to its name.

It releases a vast amount of primitive power by boiling the blood.

The higher the concentration of the primitive blood, the greater the power it can release.

With Brahma's blood concentration today, a boiling blood state can almost Increase his strength by half You must know that Brahma is no longer what he used to be.

The doubled strength is simply incredible.

This is indeed the ability awakened by the original red.

This alone is far beyond any other transformation ability.

Of course, the cost of maintaining this state is also high.

Its "fuel" is the original blood, and the longer the boiling blood state is maintained.

The more original blood is consumed.

This is the first time that Fan has triggered a boiling state of blood.

According to his estimation, holding on for a quarter of an hour is his limit.

"Very good, the original red power is indeed powerful."

Staring at his scarlet pupils, Fan suddenly reached out his hand.

His slender fingers, which had gone through countless battles, grasped the air, and Oric, who was five steps away from him, suddenly blushed.

His hands were clasped around his throat as if he was suffocating.

Oric moaned and gasped hard, his red body dripping with sweat.

Tread, tread, tread.

Each heavy step leaves traces on the ground, and the boiling momentum causes dust to fly for a moment.

"By being sensitive to blood flow, it affects the opponent's blood pressure, which in turn affects the performance of his strength.

Strengthening yourself weakens the enemy.

The original red is indeed good at fighting."

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Grabbing Orich with one hand, Fan said and lifted it In a state of boiling blood.

Until this moment, Auric could not accept the result that Van could control the boiling blood.

His red face was full of unwillingness and anger.

"It's not fair that you've really mastered boiling blood."

"That's fair."

Fan Mie smiled, "Speaking of which, I can control the boiling blood so quickly.

It's all thanks to you."

"What" "Do you think I am really fighting you with the idea of ​​dying together?"

Fan smiled coldly, "From the beginning of this battle, from the moment you appeared, the Red Language Dragon has betrayed you.

You should not have done it the most."

What he did was to activate his second consciousness during the battle even though he knew it was unstable."

"Your strength, your abilities, and your weaknesses, everything you have.

From the language you don't understand, Red Language Dragon told me all."

"If this is true, how could you be stabbed by my sword even though you were almost dead?"

"Yes, why did I choose to be stabbed by you?"

Fan suddenly smiled lowly, "In fact, I really couldn't avoid your sword, but if it weren't for your sword, how could I have killed the original Tianqing?

The blood has been transferred into your body.

Do you really think that I never knew that there was something wrong with Cabron?

Or do you think that your arrangement is perfect without any flaws?"

"You knew it from the beginning" Origi was really shocked this time "What do you think?"

"I" Before Oric could finish his sentence, he opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of cyan blood.

"How does the original azure taste?

The gift you gave me, I will give it to you to taste."

Lifting Oric's body, Fan fiercely knocked him into the wall next to him.

Fan didn't hold back at all from this blow, and the roaring impact could be heard clearly from several streets away.

"I said, you are the one who will die.

Your fate has been doomed from the beginning of this battle.

Thank you for using Boiling Blood.

If it weren't for such an intuitive feeling, I wouldn't have learned so quickly just through the Red Whisper Dragon. " Shaking and pushing up his upper body, Ao Qiqi whispered in pain, "So, all you did was to let me use Boiling Blood.

Even if it was your injury, it was your carefully planned game."

"Hmph, it's not as exaggerated as you think, but I never fight a battle I'm not sure of."

"I admit, I really underestimated you.

I didn't expect you to hide it so deeply."

Orich coughed up a mouthful of blood again, feeling like he was about to be torn apart.

"There is only one thing I still don't understand.

Why, why can you use the original red ability?

You haven’t even seen it, so you can’t master it just by communicating.”

"Thanks to your blood, I have assimilated your blood.

Now, I also have the power of the original red.

And thank you for taking care of it for me for so long."

After saying this, Fan opened the red.

Yulong's sword hilt was pressed suddenly with both hands.

The strong hilt suddenly shattered, and the three-foot-long sword blade was exposed in the air.

"This is not how the Crimson Language Dragon's insect crystals are used."

Following Fan's words, countless granulation-like tissues quietly climbed up the sword body, and the rich purple blood filled every gap in the sword body, like leaving home.

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After wandering for a long time, the red dragon buzzed with excitement.

Under the irrigation of the original blood, the three-foot sword edge changed strangely.

It wrapped softly around Fan's arm and slowly melted, like a bone or a human body.

Soon, the sword body was completely wrapped in flesh sprouts and sank deep into the body where it could never be seen again.

Then, Fan raised his right arm. bass The red sword suddenly rushed out of the palm of the hand and became as hard as iron in an instant.

"You have never mastered its power, not even three points."

The sword body sank in without any hindrance, and the hard sword body became soft again, as soft as countless tentacles that choose people to eat, and crazily penetrated into the mystery.

Richie's body plundered every drop of his pure blood Staring blankly at this incredible scene happening in front of him, Origi has never been as bitter as he is now.

He is like a joke, like a clumsy clown showing his knowledge in front of the owner.

Don't you know that this is another How ridiculous "It's over with Oric."

Fan pulled out the sword inserted into his opponent's body, "Do you think I would be stupid enough to swallow the original Azure as well?"

"It's over."

He repeated again, as if to put the end of the battle, and then without any intention of waiting for any answer from Oric, Van roared and hit his head with a huge fist.

"Wait a minute!"

Seeing the huge fist heading straight for his face, Oric's survival instinct made him open his mouth and yell.

"I know a secret.

You can't kill me about the secret of your life experience."

Van's fist struck down half an inch from Oric's head, and the turbulence caused by the punch caused Oric's chestnut curly hair to rise by the roots.

Dense web marks spread outward along Oric's ear, and half of Fan's arm completely penetrated into the alloy-wrapped city wall.

The force of the blow was so terrifying.

"What did you say?"

The cold language contained no emotion.

"Your secret, a secret that few people know, about your true identity, your true life experience" was a slow and difficult breath, but Oric's tone was so determined.

"I am a modified human being, born from a test-tube embryo."

Fan's tone was still as cold as a machine.

"Really?

Since you're sure, let's do it."

With a deep smile that seemed free and easy, Oric closed his eyes as if resigned to his fate.

After a long time, Oric opened his somewhat heavy eyelids.

He knew that Fan couldn't do anything, and he couldn't do it either.

"Actually, you have always suspected that you have too many connections with the transformed people."

Different, this is not a conclusion that can be explained by coincidence.

You have too many things that they do not have, and you have too many persistences that they do not have."

Orici also interrupted his words at this time.

"Go on."

Oric twitched the corner of his mouth in a subtle way.

He knew that Fan had begun to bite the hook, and then he directly threw an even crazier bait, "You were not created at all, you were given birth, and were produced by the great sexual reproduction of human beings."

Breeding Life” "That's nonsense" Fan's eyes widened.

"Then you might as well ask him and he can give you the answer."

Oric looked behind Fan.

"Well" Fan suddenly turned around and suddenly realized, "How dare you lie to me?"

He burst into anger at being deceived.

Fan actually made such a low-level mistake at this time.

"Father, save me," Orici suddenly shouted as he broke free for a moment.

"Asshole" Fan roared angrily and raised the knife in his hand.

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A severed palm of Oric flew up bloody "How dare you!"

The distant roar was far away in the horizon, and the next moment it was right in front of you. boom Smoke and dust flew into the air, and the earth screamed.

An unimaginable punch slammed Fan's body into the ground.

The sudden change was as heavy as a thunderous blow Fronsar Kane, who was far away in the dark side and witnessed everything, exclaimed in vain "Too bad":