Douluo blood duke

Chapter 126 Bloody Battle on the Isolated Island ([-])
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Accompanied by a roar of anger, violent force erupted from the opponent's arm and hit Zhang Heng's chest. The thick pectoralis major muscle became soft under the violent punch, and the entire fist was submerged in the flesh.

In an instant, Zhang Heng felt the place where he was hit. The muscle cells had completely died, turning into a piece of dead flesh like a cancerous tumor, absorbing the energy in his body, but it could no longer provide protection for his body.

But he didn't panic, his face was still calm as usual, his fist stretched out due to too much pain was clenched again, a blue vein protruded violently on his bloody and blue cheek, blood red light gleamed in his eyes, a fierce look flow out.

Snapped.

He raised his left hand to grab the fist, then stretched out his clenched right hand, and punched into the Red Devil's abdomen with the remaining strength in his body. Like the other party, stirring in the Red Devil's abdomen, even though his face remained unchanged, Zhang Heng could still feel from his slightly trembling arms that the other party was actually not feeling well.

A smile appeared on Zhang Heng's face when he learned of the situation, but this smile could not bring any warm emotions to people. On this face with blood and several finger-long scars, The smile made Zhang Heng look a little miserable now.

The two withdrew their fists at the same time, each took five steps back in tacit understanding, and staggered to their feet.

Zhang Heng took a few deep breaths, then held his breath, raised his hand and grew sharp claws, pierced into the spot where he was hit just now, grabbed it hard, and dug out the whole piece of necrotic flesh.

Blood flowed down the muscle lines of the abdomen and dripped onto the ground. In the wound, apart from the bright red flesh, a few white bones could be faintly seen.

Zhang Heng twitched his cheeks, and there was no other emotional change, because he can't remember how many times he has done this kind of thing since the battle, thanks to the strong recovery ability of his current martial soul, otherwise, light Bleeding is enough to cost him his life.

At the same time, the pain of tearing the wound, separating the flesh and blood, and the tingling sensation of the re-growth of small white granulation flooded his mind. He felt a little uncomfortable, but other than that, he was a little thankful that the other party didn't seem to be bothered. feel good.

After the Red Devil stood firm, his tall and straight body bent forward a little, arching his waist. Although there was no emotion on his face, there was a bit of uncontrollable pain clearly in his eyes. In the end, he couldn't help it anymore. , clutching his abdomen, squatted down, and supported the ground with his hands so that he would not fall down.

Between him and Zhang Heng, this kind of confrontation has resulted in this result dozens of times. Both of them are a little numb to pain. The current temporary rest is just waiting for the next more violent attack.

"It's not right, it's too wrong."

The flesh and blood on the wound had already grown, Zhang Heng, who was building new blood vessels, thought to himself.

At the beginning, he fought hand-to-hand with the Red Devil, just to see if he could entangle him, so that he would not have the opportunity to use his soul skills, so as to eliminate his own disadvantages in speed and soul power. He was very sure that his martial soul would bring The physical strength of the body plus the whole picture brought by the blood-burning rage can definitely compare with the strength of a soul master of the soul sage level after calling out the real body of the martial soul.

But what made him tremble was that the physical strength of the other party was no worse than him. Although he hadn't defeated him yet, he had to admit that as time went by, the blood energy in his body was consumed more and more. His blood-burning rage is about to stop, and he will also fall into a disadvantage, and may even die!

So he fought more and more anxiously in the process of fighting, trying to knock down the opponent first.

In order to defeat the opponent, he also resorted to all means, such as blood sucking, blood energy explosion and other powerful killing moves. He has used it countless times overtly and secretly, but it is completely useless. It seems that the opponent does not even have a drop of blood in his body.

Twisting his almost recovered arm, Zhang Heng clenched his fist again and prepared to step forward to fight the Red Devil again.

His face was solemn, and every step he took was extremely difficult, because the blood energy in his body was running out, and the blood energy produced in the cells could not replenish the consumption at all. A lot of blood had been consumed, and the whole person walked a little erratically.

At this moment, a few thoughts of regret emerged in Zhang Heng's mind.

But there was no need anymore, his speed couldn't escape the Red Devil's attack at all, so he could only fight now, at least he could die with more dignity this way.

One step, two steps, three steps.

When his third step landed smoothly, the red devil lying on the ground moved.

He didn't stand up immediately, but looked up at Zhang Heng.

Zhang Heng was stunned, because when the Red Devil raised his head, Zhang Heng saw an extremely painful expression on his face, which was an expression he had never seen since fighting him.

Zhang Heng didn't think there was anything special about his punch just now. The only possibility that could make him show such a face was that something went wrong with the Red Devil himself.

the fourth step.

Zhang Heng stepped forward, and the Red Devil lowered his head. A black halo appeared on the surface of his body, flickering like a light that was about to be extinguished. Like a balloon, it loosens and expands, which is very weird.

Faced with such a situation, Zhang Heng stood still, his eyes shining brightly.

"What's wrong with him? There seems to be something wrong? Good opportunity."

But distress appeared on his face, because he had tried all kinds of soul skills just now, but it was useless at all, the red devil was like a monster without blood.

No, he was originally a monster.

Zhang Heng clenched his fist, and when he opened it again, a bead of blood emerged from his palm.

"Try one last time, if he is still okay, then I can only."

Thinking of the last solution, Zhang Heng looked at the Red Devil with cold eyes, and took two steps forward.

And when he was two steps away from the Red Devil, the light on the Red Devil's body stopped flickering, his whole body was flattened, and black air flowed out from his skin.

"Little boy, kill me."

Zhang Heng stared wide-eyed and looked at the Red Devil with an incredulous look on his face, as if he had heard some of the strangest words in the world.

"What are you talking about?"

He stared at the Red Devil, and asked puzzledly.

The red devil raised his head, his eyes glowed fiercely, and roared viciously and painfully: "Don't talk nonsense, boy, kill me quickly, otherwise, not only you, but everyone on the continent will die today!"

"what?"

Zhang Heng was dizzy and didn't know what to do for a while.

"hurry up!"

The Red Devil roared again, his voice full of urgency.

Zhang Heng came back to his senses and looked at him strangely. Although he didn't know what he was doing, but his opponents were caught without a fight, and he made such a request. Zhang Heng is not a bad person, so he naturally wants to look like an adult.

He stepped forward quickly, the blood beads in his hand bounced into the red devil's body, and a black soul ring beside him shone brightly.

A layer of red light appeared on the Red Devil's skin, and then exploded.

If it was an ordinary person, after receiving his blow, the blood demon exploded. Even if he was not dead, more than half of the blood in his body would be evaporated into blood energy, which would definitely not feel good. After all, not everyone can use blood energy.

But Zhang Heng was very disappointed. Like the previous few times, the bloody light layer exploded on the surface of the Red Devil's body, but the Red Devil's body still had no scars.

"Idiot, don't use soul skills, that won't work for me."

The Red Devil cursed loudly.

Zhang Heng was a little angry. He squinted his eyes and was about to retaliate when he saw the red devil lying on the ground trembling and spreading his limbs.

"Look at my back."

He suppressed his voice and said in a slightly trembling tone. He didn't know if it was Zhang Heng's illusion. He always felt that the Red Devil seemed to be resisting something now.

After a cold snort, Zhang Heng followed what he said and looked.

I saw that there was a very special section of the spine that was skinny and covered with bones, emitting black light outwards.

"That is."

Zhang Heng's eyes widened. Something seemed to come to his mind, but he didn't remember it right away.

"See it, take that section off for me."

There was a hint of excitement in the Red Devil's tone.

Zhang Heng didn't know why, so he hesitated for a while, and then stepped forward, looked at the spine, frowned and stretched out his sharp claws.

The sharp claws easily pierced into the flesh of the Red Devil, and touched that bone. Just when he touched that bone, Zhang Heng remembered, isn't this a devil bone?
As if meeting someone of the same kind, on Zhang Heng's outstretched right hand, a smear of black spread quickly, and a violent suction came from the center of the palm, like a magnet touching iron, and he felt something extra in his palm.

Raising his hand, including the flesh, he held the bone in his hand, a pure black spine.

Gollum.

Glancing at the spine in his hand and feeling the strong devilish energy emanating from it, Zhang Heng looked down at the red devil who was still lying on his stomach, and asked in astonishment, "Red devil, where did you get this devil bone from?"

After the black spine was removed, the redness on the surface of the Red Devil's skin gradually faded, and a few touches of white appeared on the top of his head. He seemed very tall, and laughed a few times before answering Zhang Heng's question.

"Boy, you seem to know the origin of this thing. Although I don't know how you know it, I warn you, find a chance to remove the bone in your arm. This thing is beyond human control. Looking at my current appearance, it is all thanks to this thing."

"But it's okay, I'm free, hahaha, free..."

The voice gradually weakened, the red devil's fingers flattened, his eyes closed, and the smile on his face disappeared with the wind.

"Hey, you bastard, you haven't told me where you got this thing from!"

Zhang Heng pushed him, but the Red Devil didn't move at all.

He frowned, put aside the devil's spine in his hand, and squeezed his handprints to call out the devil's fangs in his body.

(End of this chapter)