Chapter 57 57. Three Moves if You Say Three Moves, Even if You Beat Me to Death, You Won’t Change Your Words.

Naraka, holding swords in both hands, approached quickly, leaping into the air like a bird of disaster that brought death.

Mo Cheng clenched his fists and concentrated on facing him. Naraka was extremely fast and difficult to pursue. If the opponent wanted to run away, Mo Cheng might not be able to intercept him, but for an opponent who was extremely fast and angry, Mo Cheng's method of dealing with it was very simple. rough.

"Pfft!"

The blade of the sword pierced the abdomen and retaliated against Mo Cheng's previous punch. In order to inflict greater pain on Mo Cheng, Naraka even rotated the blade and twisted the intestines in the abdomen into powdered intestines.

The pain was like lightning hitting his brain. Naraka sneered at Mo Cheng, retreated and dodged the heavy punch, "Your reaction is not worthy of your arrogance."

Mo Cheng pressed his stabbed abdomen with one hand and stuffed the exposed intestines back without looking. Without waiting for the [critical point] of the Kraken shell to be triggered, pure holy light rose up from his palm and quickly healed the wound. .

Frowning, the opponent has found the most suitable method of fighting against him. The opponent is a level higher than him, and he is also a swordsman who is good at speed. The combination of all these elements was enough to make Mo Cheng sick for a long time.

Just now, he made the other party angry with his words, trading the chance of being decapitated in exchange for a blow that exploded the other party's internal organs. But now Naroka has obviously restrained his anger and began to use his own strengths to try to defeat Mo Cheng.

Mo Cheng's heavy punch really made Naroka feel the crisis of death. Under the cold death, no matter how angry he was, he would restrain himself.

Realizing his advantage, Naraka directly grew three blades on his arms. He went around Mo Cheng's back and waved his hands to interweave death cuts. The dragon scales were delayed piece by piece and turned into energy and dissipated. At the same time, Mo Cheng's back also became High-quality fish, Naroka is like a top-level sashimi master, cooking it with great care.

Cooked like a fish!

"What's wrong? Why didn't you say anything? Didn't you comment on my swordsmanship just now?"

Naraka's body was covered with blades, and like a hedgehog, it attacked Mo Cheng like crazy. In just ten seconds, Mo Cheng had been beaten to death, and there was not a single piece of good flesh on his body.

Blood spread all over the open space, forming a terrifying blood pool.

"Come again! Keep going! Keep talking about my swordsmanship with your attitude!?"

The swordsmanship that he was proud of after practicing hard for many years was so despised. Since the annoying guy in front of him didn't give any respect to his opponent, Naroka would never let Mo Cheng die so happily.

He asked for it!

"...your...swordsmanship?"

The vocal cords that had been cut dozens of times barely vibrated, making a hoarse and unpleasant sound, but at this moment the [critical point] of the Kraken's shell was triggered again.

The spilled blood was like a tired bird returning to its nest, and even the clothes that had completely turned into rags and fibers were recovering like all wounds. At this time, Naraka realized that in order to bring the maximum pain to Mo Cheng, he made himself extra Approaching Mo Cheng, the distance between the two sides was now very close.

It was so close that an [accident] was bound to happen.

Naraka wanted to hide, to repeat his old trick and rely on his own speed to escape from Mo Cheng's attack range, but this time the fist that hit him solidly said one thing - he couldn't escape!

"Your steps are weak and your swordsmanship is not good!"

Arm, hit! There were dull sounds of fractures, blades breaking, and flesh tearing. Naraka's arm left his master forever.

"The tactics are poor, the will is ridiculous, and the damage is not decent!"

The sound came from the back at this time, but when Naraka controlled the blade to grow out from behind to fight the enemy, the tip of the blade was hammered back hard as soon as it was exposed, and the blade penetrated directly from the chest.

Why is this happening? His speed shouldn't be that fast! ?

Doubts could not linger in Naroka's mind for long, because Mo Cheng would not give the other party more time to think, nor would he give the other party more time to live.

"You loser, you still want to fight me? Go to hell and live your sweet dream!"

With a powerful punch from the front, Naroka saw at this moment that there was something [thing] around Mo Cheng, a [thing] that exploded around him and provided propulsion. It not only provided instant propulsion, but also allowed him to Mo Cheng was forced to move when he couldn't change his body shape.

This is exactly what Mo Cheng realized when he was driven mad by Naruka. The fire element using his own blood as fuel burned violently, and at the same time mixed with air for compression and explosion, it became an air bomb that provided huge propulsion.

Through this explosive punch at an extremely close range, no one can escape Mo Cheng's punch.

The fist completely shrouded Naraka's head with the shadow of death. Just when he was about to die, countless blades and bones burst out from his whole body, using all his strength just to delay death for one second.

In just this second, he frantically yelled out the spell that triggered [that thing] in his body at the highest volume.

"Shikigami·Jin Shen!"

"Roar!!!"

There was a roar of a beast, and a beast suddenly jumped out and knocked Naruka away, using his body to resist Mo Cheng's fist.

Soon the beast paid the price - with his life.

Mo Cheng's fist made contact with the shikigami's head, and the terrifying driving force forced the shikigami's head into its body, and then all the flesh, flesh, and internal organs were ejected from the tail of the shikigami.

The shikigami's flesh and blood turned into countless light spots and kept flying away. Just when Mo Cheng wanted to add another punch to completely cut off the life, those light spots actually flew towards Naraka and spontaneously integrated into the swordsman's body.

For a moment, Naraka's aura surged, and the sword energy mixed with ferocious animality made him look like a sword-shaped ferocious beast.

"Hmph, mixed with the aura of evil spirits, it seems that you are different."

It can be seen through Naraka's damaged skin that there is no flesh and blood structure under his skin. Swords with sharp teeth are crawling under the skin, gnawing at the remaining flesh and blood under the skin.

"You actually improved by merging with [Fighting God General]. Do you like being people's pets that much?"

Naraka, who has merged with the Battle God General, is no longer a human being. Even if his strength is infinitely close to the seventh step, his identity at this moment is just a [Shikigami].

[Dog] raised by Onmyoji!

But the change of status and the fact that he will never be able to enter the [hero] class can no longer interfere with Naraka. At this moment, he only had one question left: "You said before that you only need three moves to hit me."

The voice was hoarse, with dozens of overlapping sounds, like the friction of a blade on a whetstone, "Now, how many moves do you need to defeat me?"

"Three moves!" Without any pause or hesitation, he declared the answer very directly, "Three moves are enough for you now!"

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