honor me as god

Chapter 483 Assassin Praise
"Okay." Unexpectedly, Han Yi did not object to Hu Shanrong's direct request, and there was a mysterious light hidden in those dark pupils, and he said with a sly smile, "Come."

After speaking, the cold clothes fell to the ground in an instant, and the beast-like factor hidden deep in the blood was fully awakened. Her slender body continued to extend, and her fair skin began to be covered with pearl-black fluff. Sharp teeth appeared in her mouth, and her breath was full of plague beasts The unique manic aura seemed to break through the flying sand in this desert.

"Roar--"

The second-generation infected person, in the form of a plague beast!
Hu Shanrong looked at the ferocious wolf-like beast in front of him, was silent for a long time, and finally said one word: "Gan!"

"Boom!" The plague beast turned into a roaring afterimage, and with its furious roar, it set off a sand curtain all over the sky. The ferocious beast claws attacked Hu Shanrong from the front, and the shadow cast by its huge body completely covered him, as if a towering mountain came over the top.

Hu Shanrong ran over a hundred alpacas in his heart, shouldn't all assassins backstab wildly with a hidden weapon?Didn't they have to run away after the assassination failed?Can it also turn into a plague beast and fight head-on? ? ?
Although he felt very embarrassed, but in order not to be a dog, he still met him from the front. The pure Yang Wuji Gong in his body was running, and the wind of the fist suddenly rose, and the power of the punch was like an avalanche.

"Bang!" The next moment, there was a terrifying collision sound, and fists and claws collided!

One person and one beast were shaken back a few steps at the same time.

Hu Shanrong's expression was pained, and he withdrew his right fist. His five fingers were so weak that he had to let go, shaking slightly like convulsions, the skin at the joints had cracked, and bright red blood oozes out.

On the other hand, the Plague Beast, although its sharp claws were broken and deformed, but the recovery power brought by the beast's blood was too strong, and it recovered in a few breaths.

The lightning-like confrontation happened too fast just now, and the strength of the plague beast is far beyond human comparison. Even a martial artist who practiced martial arts would find it difficult to bear it. If Hu Shanrong hadn't adopted some force-relieving techniques, I am afraid that the entire arm bone would be damaged. Breaks under impact.

"Hiss..." the plague beast kept making strange sounds, and the desert blazing sun illuminated the pair of dark beast pupils, as if there was a sharp light shining in them, ready to launch the second round of offensive.

Hu Shanrong took a deep breath, stepped forward suddenly, and was close to the plague beast with the snap of his fingers. His other leg swept out like a whip.

The plague beast does not retreat but advances. Its streamlined body is extremely flexible and does not match its body shape at all. While changing its footwork, it moves closer to the side and front, avoiding the front part of the whip leg.

However, it suddenly saw Hu Shanrong's cold eyes, as if it had expected it long ago.

Hu Shanrong suddenly relieved his strength, twisted his supporting leg, stretched out his right hand that was wrapped around the arm of the plague beast, pulled and twisted, an extremely powerful burst of strength broke out like a reamer, trying to wring its anti-joint.

This series of moves is proficient. Hu Shanrong's strength and skill have reached a very high level despite his seemingly rough appearance. He knows that he cannot defeat the plague beast in terms of strength, so he avoids its sharp edge, captures it with skills, and releases it by twisting it. Force, four or two to pull a thousand catties.

"Roar—" Just as Hu Shanrong was about to strangle the arm of the plague beast in one go, a fierce roar erupted like thunder.

Beast cry, the unique ability of high-level plague beasts, the sound waves are deafening when they call, enough to deprive them of hearing, and it is also mixed with the coercion that disturbs the mind, which can cause a strong psychological suppression effect.

The moment he heard the beast's cry, Hu Shanrong only felt his ears tremble first, and then the sharp and piercing honeycomb sound began to reverberate in his mind.

When Hu Shanrong was disturbed by the sound of the beast, the plague beast pulled out its sharp claws and grabbed Hu Shanrong's heart.

Before the claws arrived, the wind was already howling, and an incomparably captivating aura erupted.

The coolness coming from his heart made Hu Shanrong instantly turn pale. Although he has the body protection of pure yang Wuji Kungfu and has practiced the iron cloth shirt covered with golden bells, but the monster like the plague beast can be used for ten times with one force, no matter how hard your body is , It is not as strong as its sharp claws.

If he took this blow head-on, even if he used the golden bell cover, his sternum would be broken into countless broken bones, which would be deeply pierced into his heart under tremendous force.

It's not suitable to stay here for a long time. If you go head-to-head with this plague beast and exchange blood for blood, you will definitely lose. You have to go all out to limit its mobility, and then it's the best policy.

The Gang Qi in Hu Shanrong's body soared, and the pure Yang Wuji Kung Fu was running to the extreme. The scorching internal force gathered in his right fist, and the whole body's strength was gathered to strike out with a howl.

"Boom—" the flaming fist directly broke through the sound barrier, and the air friction even made the surrounding temperature extremely hot, blasting the plague beast's sharp claws from the front.

Even if the power of this punch is not comparable to that of the plague beast, the pure yang internal force attached to it is enough to shake it out of balance.

However, just when the fists and claws were about to collide, the huge plague beast body suddenly disappeared without a trace, replaced by an extremely petite black shadow.

I saw the little black cat tossing and rolling in the air, drawing a beautiful arc, its petite body easily avoided Hu Shanrong's fist, and even its fur was not hurt.

In the next moment, the black shadow flashed away again, the little black cat turned into a human form, the cold clothes opened its black fingers and claws, and the rare metal kept refracting sharp lights under the sun, directly attacking Hu Shanrong.

Hu Shanrong is almost scolding his mother. This Hanyi will turn into a plague beast if he says it is a beast, a cat if he wants to turn into a cat, and a person if he wants to turn into a human. Each of the three forms has unique attributes and combat skills. What a damn!

Now Han Yi is in human form, with relatively balanced attributes in all aspects, and its absolute power is not as good as that of the plague beast, and it cannot break through the internal defense. This gives Hu Shanrong another chance to use the golden bell cover.

Hu Shanrong let out a sharp shout, shook his arms vigorously, and protected his body with a golden bell cover.
"Pfft—" Blood spattered.

Hu Shanrong was stunned by the coolness coming from the front. He lowered his head in astonishment, and found that Hanyi's fingers and claws had pierced into his body without delay, and the eerie blood tank was bleeding continuously, and his vitality followed elapsed.

"How is it possible?" Hu Shanrong finally showed fear on his face.

Golden bell has failed
It wasn't that the defense was penetrated, but that the moment the golden bell cover was used, the skill suddenly failed
This feeling is like that night.
"Ah, this poison is finally working, it's too slow." A strange smile appeared on Han Yi's face, he clasped Hu Shanrong's chest with his fingers and claws, leaned forward, his clear red lips were like blood Scarlet said in a seductive voice, "Is my tail comfortable to touch~"

Hu Shanrong finally recalled that when he was feeding meat to the little black cat, the cat's tail rubbed against his hand.

The poison should be that the tail of the cat that was infected at that time was stained with poison, and after rubbing it on his hand, he ate it together with the barbecue.
His vision was getting darker, and it was the kind of blackness that would never wake up again, Hu Shanrong screamed in despair: "Despicable and shameless!!!"

"Thank you, this is a compliment to the assassin~" Han Yi pulled out his sharp claws from Hu Shanrong's chest, took several bloody arrows, and then went up like a poisonous snake, locking his throat
"Woo Meow~" Han Yi opened her red lips and made a sweet voice to bid farewell.

"Pfft!—"

(End of this chapter)