People in Fuyuki: Opening sign-in Flowing Water Breaking Rock Fist

Chapter 180 Crazy Fusion of Upper Blood Race
Minato quickly stood up and picked up Tokugawa Aoi.

The latter's eyesight is now dull, his eyes have lost their light, and many years of hard work will be wasted in this place.

Now this place is too messy, only by moving her to a safe place quickly can Minato come back and continue fighting with peace of mind.

His foot speed is very fast, and it only takes 10 minutes to go back and forth this time.

Looking back, Sakura and the others were in a relatively good situation, because most of their combat power was attracted by Maou Sadao and Luya Shiro.

The rest are all less powerful.

Seeing Medusa, Red A and Medea were not under too much pressure, so they hurried to support the Demon King and the others.

The strength of the two of them increases, but it is also caused by the effect of absorbing fear. This kind of thing will disappear sometimes.

And although there are many people here, the dead can no longer provide fear.

When many people are about to face death, it is not fear, but a desire and belief in survival.

Therefore, the fear gained by the two of them was not very ideal, which was a bit beyond Minato's expectations.

There is also a saying that they absorb fear. The stronger the fear, the more valuable it is, and the greater the power of recovery.

But the real strong person will not have the emotion of fear, even if it exists for a short moment, if it is easy to show fear, such a person is a big embroidered pillow, not a so-called strong person.

So the ability of the two is actually a bit tasteless in essence.

But Maou Sadao is worthy of being a demon king, his combat skills are ridiculously proficient, and his proficiency is not proficient in skills and tricks.

Just relying on simple and effective movements, Minato was thinking that if his Flowing Water Breaking Rock Fist could reach this level, his strength would probably increase a lot.

The enemy can't even enter your body, so what's the follow-up.

The two of them had already suffered some injuries under the siege of many vampires, and the most important thing was fatigue.

All the Vampires seemed to be desperate for their lives, attacking frantically one after another.

Because basically all the blood races have eaten a lot just now, and now they are full of inexhaustible strength.

Even if he is injured, he will quickly replenish it with blood, and the injury is basically not a problem.

Seeing this, Minato's hands burst into blue light, and his joining made the situation of the two of them much easier in an instant.

For a moment, he actually provoked an offensive from ordinary vampires. Under such a group attack, his blood-sucking effect and the blocking effect of his inspiring armor became particularly outstanding. The most terrible thing was his own counter-injury.

As long as the opponent is injured and keeps attacking, their injuries will never heal.

Blood energy is always nourishing the scars from the back injury, and their recovery advantage was wiped out by Minato alone.

Maou Sadao couldn't help but look at this young president more, he only knew that although he was very strong.

But I didn't expect it to be so strong. The tacit cooperation of the two of them has improved their combat effectiveness. It's not as simple as one plus one.

And Minato alone can hold down half of the opponent's combat power. In this case, he is simply a bug-like existence.

Compared to the two of them, the numerous blood races were even more surprised. What's going on with this horse riding?Is he a vampire or am I a vampire?
Why is his ability to recover stronger than ours, obviously seeing that I hit his vitals with a punch.

As a result, in the next second, they were alive and well, as if nothing happened, and for a while, the scalps of the blood clans were also numb.

But Minato didn't care what they thought, the wind was blowing with both fists, and the blue light drew beautiful and cruel traces under the night sky.

And it was obvious that they were fighting harder and harder, and their speed continued to increase. For a moment, the half of the vampires were unable to resist.

It turned into one person beating a group of people.

Ashiya Shiro looked at his leader with a surprised look, and couldn't help but think of the brave clan who are good at moves, but his movements are smoother than theirs.

The pressure on this side gradually eased.

On the other hand, things were not so easy for the legion commander and the bishop.

After a fight, the two of them no longer had the leisurely posture they had at that time. The white holy clothes on their bodies were torn and leaked a lot of black traces. The two stood beside Cleus's hands, holding their huge Holy Light Weapon, breathing heavily.

Obviously, they don't feel good right now.

Now, Kelius took off his shirt, revealing his strong muscles. There was no trace of fat on his body, and he had a perfectly proportioned figure.

His face is still so indifferent now, and he has no awareness of being pinched from left to right.

"Is this the combat power of the top [-] subjects? It seems like this, and it's just a name in vain."

The legion commander has a stupid mouth and can't say anything in the face of such ridicule.

The bishop was known for his cunning and wit. He retorted with the purpose of delaying time: "Do you think you are strong? You are just a dog saved by Accardo. You have to go wherever he tells you to go. You werewolves have lost all your face, and thousands of years of dignity have been lost because of you alone."

Cleus saw his little thought and said disdainfully: "Don't try to delay the time. Don't you think about it, why haven't your people come yet?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the pupils in the bishop's eyes shrank instantly, and he secretly thought something bad.

Most of them were our own people, and they started fighting with the other party's people on the way, so support hasn't arrived for such a long time.

The ultimate color gradually appeared on his face.

The legion commander didn't care about that. He talked about his Holy Light Warhammer and rushed forward again.

His creed is very simple. He must complete the tasks assigned to him even if it costs his own life.

The bishop gritted his teeth, raised his huge scythe, and formed a cross attack with his war hammer.

And Kleus stood in the middle, wrestling with these two big and ugly weapons with just his hands.

And it seemed to be very relaxed. Suddenly he found a flaw and his whole body suddenly burst out with momentum.

The two of them were shocked, and the black and red energy was burning like a forest fire.

"I've had enough fun, just go to hell!"

After all, countless spikes emerged from his body, and each spike was like a living tentacle.

He aimed at other vampires and thrust in. Everyone watching this scene was shocked.

Even vampires are no exception. The look of horror on their faces when they are stabbed by black spikes cannot be deceived.

Many vampires suddenly became extremely panicked and shouted loudly.

"What the hell is this?"

"what happened?"

"Who can help me!"

Words like this are endless.

But Kelius ignored it at all. It is an honor for you trash to be able to merge with me.

(End of this chapter)