Douluo blood duke

Chapter 100
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The gentle sea breeze blows over the bodies of the people on the boat like a girl's face. In the sky, the sun rises to the highest point, dispels the layered dark clouds, and illuminates the world extremely brightly.

But in the eyes of everyone on the ship, whether it was the pirates or Mo Yunyi, the surrounding light was extremely dim, as if the light particles between the sky and the earth were concentrated on the two opposing people.

Gollum.

A sound of swallowing saliva came from nowhere in the air. This sound, which no one would normally pay attention to, was like a drum being struck. sounded.

Looking at the two figures holding each other, their bodies gradually faded and slowly dispersed.

boom.

The sound of roaring explosions was accompanied by a strong storm generated out of thin air. Weak people hurriedly grabbed the people next to them or heavy objects to stabilize their bodies, while the strong people also squinted their eyes, so they could see.

In the center of the storm, two figures appeared.

"Boy, the strength and speed are good!"

Roshan had a hard smile on his face, squinted his eyes and said condescendingly to Zhang Heng who was being suppressed by his fist.

Zhang Heng raised the sword with both hands, maintaining a stabbing posture, his face was cold, he felt the power continuously coming from the tip of the sword, his body trembled, and his figure disappeared in place.

"Ah."

There was a burst of explosion in the void, and in front of Roshan, a blood-red black shadow was formed out of thin air and struck fiercely. Roshan still kept smiling, as if he hadn't recovered yet.

Zhang Heng turned sideways, looking at the round head that was getting closer to his feet, the distance between his feet and his face narrowed rapidly, but when he touched Roshan's face, Zhang Heng's expression suddenly changed .

When Roshan's face was kicked again, it deformed, and quickly sank in the direction Zhang Heng's feet raised, but the degree of depression was very abnormal. His head seemed to be empty, and Zhang Heng's toes The shape is revealed directly from the other side of his face.

Looking at the face that was compressed into one piece by himself, Zhang Heng stared wide-eyed and swallowed. He felt something was wrong, so he quickly used his fourth soul skill, Blood Shadow Instant Step, to escape.

The next moment he appeared ten meters away, and there was a thunderous explosion on Roshan's face, billowing white mist evaporated from his head, and his face changed back to its original shape.

"Zhang Heng, be careful with him. If I guessed correctly, his martial spirit is a bubble fish."

Just when Zhang Heng was in a daze, Mo Yunyi's shout came from his ear, and his consciousness returned to a strange fish that she met when she took him wandering around Chuxi City two days ago. It is only the size of a thumb, and has long silver and white phosphorous flakes. Once people touch it, it will suddenly inhale and become larger. When it reaches the maximum state, it will close its mouth.

And the skin scales of the enlarged bubble fish will become extremely strong, even reaching the hardness of a ten-centimeter block of steel. What's even more outrageous is that if you attack it, it will store the impact force in its body until it is under pressure When it reaches the maximum value, it discharges the impact force and gas out of the body at the same time.

So this fish is extremely difficult to kill.

And the difficulty level of opponents who use this kind of fish as their martial spirit seems not low. Zhang Heng raised his mind slightly, and raised the danger of the pile of meat on the opposite side to a higher level. Sandbags.

"Good boy, you almost killed me, you are really powerful."

With a mocking expression on his face, Roshan looked at Zhang Heng and praised him.

"Oh, I hope you can continue to laugh out loud."

Zhang Heng stood up straight and said indifferently, then shook his arm, condensed a blood shadow sword, held the sword, turned into a bloody light and rushed towards Roshan.

Roshan had no expression on his face, and his body didn't move at all. He stood quietly, his eyes staring at the bloody light that was rushing straight at him. When the bloody light came five meters in front of him, he suddenly stared and clenched his arms. , and then waved his twice-larger arm, and smashed towards the track of the bloody light, trying to hit it.

But when he swung his fist, the blood light changed direction, moved a small step to the left, and then climbed onto the arm it was bombarding.

After a few steps, Zhang Heng stood on Roshan's shoulder without any communication. The Blood Shadow Sword in his hand slashed out of thin air, with such power and speed that Roshan felt the pain coming from his head before he heard a Crisp sword chant.

But only the sound of the sword was heard, but no blood stained the sky.

Looking at his head, Zhang Heng's sharp sword slid to one side along his skin without causing the slightest scar, but Zhang Heng was not surprised either. Without changing his face, he held the sword and jumped left and right on the meat mountain. Flying, beautiful sword flowers bloom in the air, beautiful and dangerous.

Swish.

Zhang Heng leaped and moved from the air, put his sword on his back, and landed steadily. Facing Roshan who stood still, he frowned.

"Zhang Heng, what's the matter?"

Mo Yunyi ran over in a hurry, she was dazzled by the bloody sword shadow just now.

Zhang Heng didn't look back, and said softly, "Just now, I slashed him more than 50 times and stabbed him more than 30 times, but I couldn't even penetrate his flesh."

"Ah, what should I do, or let me help you."

Mo Yunyi said hastily, slightly raising the Lieyan spear in his hand.

Zhang Heng shook his head, stretched out his hand to hold her arm and said, "Don't panic, I have a lot of solutions, you can find a place to rest first, and wait for me to kill him, some of them are from you."

"All right!"

Mo Yunyi nodded, and obediently retreated to the railing of the giant ship.

On the mountain of meat, streaks of white mist evaporated from his skin. His figure was like a wet cloth squeezed dry. After shrinking by more than half, he opened his mouth wide, forming a transparent cyclone, swallowing the surrounding Air.

"Boy, you haven't recruited yet. If you haven't recruited, it's up to me."

After he reached out his hand to touch his smooth and smooth body, the corners of his mouth were the same, and then disappeared in place.

Zhang Heng opened his eyes suddenly, and the soul ring around him shimmered. Before it was fully lit, his figure disappeared in place, and before he disappeared, a huge fist landed on the spot where he was standing.

"hateful."

Seeing that his punch was empty, Roshan showed a disgusted expression on his face, and then rushed towards Zhang Heng who was ten meters away, waving his fist that had become several times bigger like a hill, and smashed at Zhang Heng.

Zhang Heng's posture was nimble, under his attack, he dodged with ease, and used his sword to fight back from time to time.

The two fought together, fighting from the east to the west, from the deck to the sky, until 15 minutes later.

When Roshan's fist was dodged by Zhang Heng again, and Zhang Heng gave him a stab in the chest with his backhand, his complexion changed a little, he took a step back, and a hole appeared in his stomach, ejecting a column of air, Pushing away Zhang Heng, who was still about to make up two knives, and when Zhang Heng stabilized his body and stood on his feet, he looked at Roshan, and he had already hidden five or six meters away from the pirates.

And those pirates with martial souls also summoned their martial souls, as if they would rush to surround Zhang Heng if he dared to chase him.

Zhang Heng didn't pursue him deeply, but stood in place, swung his arm, and the Blood Shadow Sword in his hand turned into powder and dissipated in the wind.

He looked over there, and there was a thick smile hanging from the corner of his mouth, the mountain of meat that was steaming from his body again.

"This kid is really extraordinary, he can last in my hands for so long, but, hehe, fortunately, I have a strong recovery ability, and the group of younger brothers behind him, as long as they come three or four times, that kid Don't die from exhaustion, if he doesn't escape, he will definitely lose."

Roshan was panting heavily, his chest heaving violently, his eyes flickering fiercely, staring at Zhang Heng closely, without moving for a moment, thinking to himself.

"Old boss."

But when he was still immersed in his fantasy, there were loud exclamations in his ears, and a timid shout came from behind him.

"what."

He turned and looked behind him to see that the bold guy dared to disturb him when he was in the middle of his spirits, but when he turned around, his eyes suddenly widened to a degree that had never been reached.

Roshan looked at the blood-red mist that wrapped around him and evaporated from his body, his mind shook, and his intuition told him that this situation was absolutely abnormal.

In a panic, he stopped the body from transpiring gas to relieve his injuries and fatigue. After that, he continued to open his mouth and breathe heavily, returning his figure to its original appearance.

However, he didn't know what happened to his body. The blood mist stopped transpiring and continued to emerge, and none of it dissipated from the air, completely surrounding his body.

"Boy, what the hell are you doing?"

After tightening his skin and confirming that his defense had reached its peak, Roshan kept a cold face, his eyes scanning the blood mist around him, and he was careful to be on guard.

"Hehe, you're screwed."

Zhang Heng looked at him, with his hands behind his back, and said with a slightly cold smile.

Just when he started, he had already ejected the blood beads of the first soul ability into the opponent's body, because the opponent's strength was too strong, the effect was slow, and the opponent's speed was abnormally fast, the first soul ability could not catch it. Seeing his figure, that's why he fought with the opponent for so long, so that the opponent didn't have time to notice the existence of the blood bead. Now, the blood bead has controlled 20.00% of the blood in his body.

And this [-]% blood has already been transformed into the blood energy that surrounds him at this time. Thanks to Roshan's strength as a soul emperor, the blood in his body recovers quickly, so his consciousness is not affected by ischemia, while Zhang Heng didn't care whether his consciousness was affected, because next he was going to use an extremely terrifying and bloody soul skill, and if he lost consciousness, it would be his advantage.

"Huh, dare to speak hard, let me tell you, today you"

Seeing that nothing happened around him, Roshan turned his bean-sized eyes to look at Zhang Heng. When he was speaking harsh words, a penetrating feeling from his abdomen interrupted his words.

He looked towards the abdomen suspiciously, his vision was blocked by the thick and even blackened blood, and he couldn't see what was happening in the abdomen. When he wanted to reach out to touch it, the joints of both hands were blocked by something, and he couldn't move.

He widened his eyes, as if thinking of something, just as he was about to leave.

Back, chest, thighs, everywhere in the body, wherever the blood mist envelops, inch by inch, the sharpness of the edge is transmitted to his skull through his thick skin.

Roshan looked uncomfortable, swayed his body, let out an inexplicable roar, he raised his head and shouted, a black soul ring flashed beside him, his body rushed several meters in an instant, and left the blood mist behind him, but everyone When they saw his physical condition, they all gasped involuntarily.

I saw a blood-red finger-sized hair with thick and thin needles protruding on Roshan's body, like hair growing from his body.

The fine needles are densely packed, from the thigh to the chest, there is not a single gap, even if there is a gap of the fine needle that was knocked down by Roshan, it is filled by the new needle that is quickly condensed by the blood mist gushing out from his body.

Roshan seemed to have thought of something, he stared at Zhang Heng, and shouted: "You are from there! How could you do anything to me, you broke the rules!"

Zhang Heng listened to his unexplained roar, his face was expressionless, and his fingers moved lightly.

The blood needle on Roshan's body vibrated instantly, like dominoes, from his feet to his chest.

Five minutes later, thousands of blood needles turned into wisps of mist and rose into the sky, and the meat mountain fell to the ground with a crash, its body covered with dense holes, and blood gushed out from its body like a shower.

(End of this chapter)