noffsinger Chapter 4872
Chapter 4872
Uncle You chuckled, and with a quick movement of his right arm, he absorbed the released heat into the spine of the blade.
The gray light on the blade's spine was gradually replaced by red light as he pressed this "borrowed fire" back along the blade's surface.
With a diagonal slash, a straight slash, and a horizontal slash, seven "reverse fire marks" were carved into Rongque's body in one go!
The molten lair finally retreated.
His swordplay was erratic, and his breathing was rapid.
He finally understood that this human was completely flawless in close combat!
He let out a low shout, and his two swords spun simultaneously into a closed blade ring, attempting to trap Uncle You to death with the "corridor".
But Uncle You handled the situation calmly and skillfully, while he was in a hurry, scrambling and stumbling.
The more he fought, the clearer Uncle You's AI system deciphered his moves, and the more transparent his tactics became.
All techniques will not work the second time they are used.
The more they fought, the greater Rongque's disadvantage became; his blade grew heavier and his speed decreased.
Two swords against two swords, not to mention the energy cannons that occasionally ejected from Uncle You's body, bombarding his body at close range!
The Lava Gate is already deeply mired in the quagmire of battle.
Uncle You suddenly pulled the knife back into his arm, squatted down, and slammed both fists into the ground at the same time.
The seismic waves from underground spread out from him, like an invisible net that "fixed" the surrounding lava for a moment.
Half a breath was enough for him to jump, flip over, and deliver a downward elbow strike to Rongque's neck from above the blade ring.
Rongque's knees buckled, and his scimitar fell onto the molten surface, bubbling up in a series of bubbles.
Uncle You inhaled a breath of hot air, as if he had just unbuckled his seatbelt from the driver's seat of a heavy vehicle.
He raised his hand, and with a backhand slash, cleanly and neatly severed Rongque's throat!
A head was thrown high into the air, and Rongque's life was extinguished there.
The battle is over.
Uncle You really wanted to smoke a cigarette; this was the most enjoyable moment for a middle-aged man.
However, wearing the armor was inconvenient, so he said to the intelligent system, "Could you please replace this nicotine patch for me?"
The sea of fire raged, and the rocky islands rose and fell.
Liang Yue's opponent was Yan Zhang, a man who looked like a rock, with strange protrusions on his back, was over three meters tall.
However, Liang Yue had already clearly remembered his abilities: a special type, a powerful being who could transform into a lava behemoth.
Yang Xinxin smiled and said to her, "Teacher Liang, this is a hot and hard stone, just right to be your whetstone."
Yan Zhang crossed his arms, looked up at Liang Yue in the distance, and said in a low voice, "I am Yan Zhang, a strongman on land. Let me see if your blade is worthy of your life!"
Liang Yue gently pushed the back of the Dragon Cry Blade with her thumb, and the metal made a soft clanging sound.
Faced with Yan Zhang's provocation, she simply replied coldly, "Try it and you'll find out."
Yan Zhang stopped speaking, but his body suddenly swelled up!
The enormous body, over three meters tall, grew larger and larger like an inflated balloon, eventually transforming into a lava giant hundreds of meters tall!
His skin was like rock flowing with fiery red magma, and ten fiery crowns on his back lit up one after another, like a lit volcano.
Yan Zhang, with an ability index of 33000, possesses the ability [Coronal Spinal Meridian].
Flames roared, and the lava river churned!
Yan Zhang took a step forward, his bones bulged like rock veins, his skin transformed into flowing red and black rock armor, and his back was covered with fiery crowns that spewed out violent magma!
He looked down at Liang Yue in the distance and raised his huge fist!
"boom!"
He slammed his fist down!
In an instant, the ground exploded, and waves of fire surged into the sky!
Liang Yue quickly turned to the side, flicking the long sword away with her thumb with a "clang!"
With a slight flick of her scabbard, the blade's energy, as fine as a thread, grazed past her fist. As the rain of fire fell, she lightly touched the ground with her toes, and her figure was already on another rocky platform.
"Why are you running?! Don't you even have the courage to face me head-on?"
Yan Zhang opened his mouth and spat out a stream of blazing magma, which swept across the streets like a fire dragon.