Chapter 127 Hunter Thirsts for Blood (End)

It's hard to say whether Chen Xing's sigh is true or false.

After all, many people even lie to themselves in order to feel at ease.

Fortunately, Chen Xing finished his emotion quickly and looked up at Fu Qian with a determined expression.

"Despite this, your words still cannot be confirmed. I will only honor the subsequent agreement with Deng Feizhou."

"That's a matter between you and him. I'm just entrusted to tell you."

Fu Qian had a nonchalant tone.

"very good."

Chen Xing nodded, and it was obvious that he was very satisfied with the answer before dealing with it.

"Try not to come here in the near future. Chen Feizhou will contact you when the time is right."

Fu Qian stood up from the chair and walked directly outside.

"The words have been brought here. I still have my own tasks, so I will leave first - who is it!"

Halfway through Fu Qian's words, he suddenly raised his head and looked towards the door.

Anyone?

Chen Xing was also surprised by Fu Qian's reaction. He looked around for the first time, but didn't find anything.

Not only that, but there is nothing in the perception.

wrong!

Realizing something, Chen Xing turned around sharply.

The chest and abdomen are already full of strong wind!

…

Often the simplest routines are the most effective.

For example, this "look for a plane" routine can always deceive people as long as the timing is right and the performance is right.

Just before paying, he first showed the situation, then expressed that he was not interested in the content of the cooperation, and then left quickly after passing the message. A series of operations reduced Chen Xing's alertness to a minimum.

Then he used an extremely simple trick to divert his attention.

Faced with this fleeting opportunity, Fu Qian launched the attack without hesitation.

At present, it seems that killing this demigod head-on is the only way for him to complete his mission.

It's a tough challenge, but it's not impossible.

Judging from previous tests, the skill effect of the mythical form is basically to give one's next attack the power and form of a demigod.

In other words, in terms of attacking, he is completely capable of reaching the semi-god level.

As long as you can seize the opportunity, it is not impossible to kill a demigod.

Of course, the price is also huge.

You must know that every time you use the mythical form, it will save your life.

In fact, now that the target has been locked, it would be a good idea to go directly to find Chen Xing and see if he can be killed directly before he is promoted.

Considering that the consumption is only 1 point of san value, it is likely to be more economical in terms of probability.

But that's not my style - a pure man must overcome difficulties!

Mythical form! Air bullets!

Before paying, he made a quick move.

As for the attack method, the air bullet with the smallest movement range and the most concealment was chosen.

Because he had just stood up from the chair, the distance between the two was only about one meter.

When Chen Xing reacted, the demigod's air bullets were already in front of him.

"Don't overestimate your capabilities!"

Facing the killing move, Chen Xing didn't panic at all.

Following a cold snort, a sense of stagnation spread that was a thousand times stronger than at the banquet.

The surroundings seemed to be at a standstill for a moment.

Fu Qian found that his movements became extremely laborious and his body became stiff and almost petrified.

Worthy of being a demigod!

Compared with the attack at the banquet, this improvement in ability is not trivial.

I'm afraid the power of air bullets will be affected to some extent.

Fu Qian subconsciously looked down and found that Chen Xing did not show any signs of being hit.

However, instead, his body was splashed with white frost, and the biting extreme cold spread.

The extremely cold temperature was so low that the surrounding air seemed to freeze, and ice flowers of various colors could be faintly seen.

This is... what I reacted to immediately before paying.

Just now, I was surprised that the air bullets blessed by the mythical form did not seem to turn into air cannons or the like.

Now it seems that it has directly changed its properties and added an extreme low-temperature effect?

Affected by Chen Xing's ability, the power of the air bullets was weakened, but the effect of the extreme cold was firmly transmitted to him.

The next moment, in Chen Xing's horrified eyes, Fu Qian noticed that the solidification around him disappeared.

As for Chen Xing's waist, starting from the body surface, the clothes, skin, and flesh are condensing little by little.

You can even see sparkling ice crystals on the surface!

He reached out his hand without hesitation before paying.

The original plan was to receive a critical blow to the gut, but now he changed his mind and punched Chen Xing directly on the frozen part.

Almost instantly, the extreme low temperature cracked the skin on his arms.

The next moment, a teeth-searing sound of shattering appeared.

The ice fragments were flying, and due to the impact of the counter-shock, the entire forearm in front of him was directly shattered.

What is gratifying is that the same goes for Chen Xing, with a shockingly large hole appearing in his waist.

After one blow, before Fu Qian had time to make the next move, a beast-like roar sounded, and Chen Xing's body suddenly swelled.

The hole in front of him expanded, wrapping around his arms.

The next moment, Fu Qian found himself in a closed space.

There were ferocious spikes in all directions, as if they had fallen into the mouth of a lamprey.

It's just that at this moment, every spike is crystal clear and exudes extreme low temperature.

This guy has good fighting instincts!

This was obviously an air bullet that had not been completely defused.

Respond quickly before paying.

Use his methods to repay others?

Could it be that your surname is Gusu Murong?

Facing the spikes crushing him from all directions, Fu Qian snorted.

Look at my Six Hundred Meridians Divine Sword!

He raised his head, leaned back, stretched his arms, and bathed in the extreme cold. Fu Qian once again opened the mythical form.

Tendril Barrage Devastator!

Countless tentacles shot out and faced the approaching spikes.

Ice shards flew, and for a moment, Fu Qian seemed to see eyeballs emerging from the depths of the spikes.

[San value minus 1]

At the same time, a reminder sounded in his ears.

Damn it, you are definitely not a serious demigod!

Fu Qian yelled in his heart, inexplicably losing a little sanity, plus the mythical form he had used four times before.

This transaction was a huge loss!

The next moment, a silent wail sounded in my heart.

His eyes lit up, and Fu Qian found that he had seen the light of day again.

call!

Before paying, take a quick look around.

The ground was covered with limbs and pieces of ice that had been smashed by him just now, and a few meters away was a huge deformed head.

The latter was about the size of a bathtub, with no facial features on its face, only a few huge holes filled with dense spikes.

There seems to be nothing else but this.

Fu Qian stepped forward and stepped on the head that was still twitching.

In an instant, juice splashed everywhere, and hundreds of shiny things flew out.

That's a bunch of huge eyeballs!

At the end of each eyeball, there is a dark muscle that extends all the way to the depths of the skull.

There is indeed a problem!

If all demigods were like this, it would be really disgusting.

Thinking of Deng Feizhou's previous words, could this be the price that Chen Xing didn't even know about?

Fu Qian searched all the way and soon found a dark red radial stone in the blood.

Is this the Blood of Thorns?

Fu Qian bent down and picked it up.

The stone is crystal clear and still warm to the touch.

Following his actions, every muscle and muscle broke, and hundreds of eyeballs stopped moving and quickly burst and dried up.

Mission not completed yet?

Not hearing the prompt, Fu Qian was wondering when the stone in his palm turned into a ball of blood mist and poured onto his face.

The next moment, Fu Qian's heart moved.

He reached out and touched his face and took off a white mask.

On the left side of the mask's face, there was a dark red blood stain.

[Mission completed, No. 3-0177 successfully contained]