"Um." Mojifoy got up from the ground, opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood, and looked at Cohen with a vicious look. At this time, he looked at the arm that had been smashed by Cohen with a cracking sound. Nothing is wrong at all.

Cohen looked at Mojifoy who stood up, ignored his vicious eyes, and put a smile on his lips, "How dare you stand up? Then I will make it impossible for you to stand up again."

Before he could finish his words, Cohen stepped on the ground and disappeared instantly.

"boom"

When he reappeared, Cohen was already in front of Mojifoy and slammed his fist on Mojifoy's chest.

Strangely, Mojifoy made no attempt to dodge or block Cohen's attack, and just let Cohen punch him in the chest.

The result was obvious. Mojifoy was punched out by Cohen and hit the ground.

But what's even more strange is that Cohen, who succeeded in one blow, did not choose to pursue the victory and continue to attack Mojifoy.

Instead, as if he was worried about being attacked, he jumped back and distanced himself from Mojifoy.

Cohen stood still, raising his right fist that struck Mojifoy's chest.

At this time, his entire right fist had shrunk, similar to what happened to Lusimar. Although it had not reached the level of skin and bones, most of the flesh and blood had disappeared, leaving only a thin A layer wraps around the hand bones.

Cohen moved his right hand and found that this situation did not affect the movement of his right hand. Apart from the change in appearance, he did not feel anything wrong.

"Hey, hey, do you feel good about attacking me?" At this time, Mojifoy, who was knocked away by Cohen, got up from the ground, looked at Cohen's raised right hand, and said with a sneer.

Cohen moved his gaze from his right hand to Mojifoy's face, "It seems that this is your ability."

"Hehehe, every time I make a mistake, this is my ability," Mojifoy wiped the blood from his mouth.

But there was too much blood on his mouth. Not only did he wipe the blood on the back of his hand, he also didn't wipe off much of the blood on his mouth. Mojifoy looked at the bloody back of his hand and gave up the move.

"Bah" Mojifoy opened his mouth and spit out the blood in his mouth.

"I am a qi-blood person who ate the qi-blood fruit. I can control qi and blood and absorb other people's qi and blood." He looked at Cohen and grinned.

"This time it's the right hand, the next time it's the left hand, and the next time it's your arm. How are you going to fight me?" Mojifoy looked at Cohen with a wanton smile on his face, as if he had already seen We get to the scene where Cohen is being sucked dry by him.

The Qi-Blooded Man, it seems that he is the one behind the scenes. Lusimar was beheaded by the gangster and his Qi and blood escaped, so he turned into a skeleton.

Who can imagine controlling people by controlling Qi and blood?

Um?No, control?

The energy and blood on Lusimar's body had escaped and turned into a skeleton, but why could he continue to move and continue to direct the soldiers to shoot?

No, it's not right.

This shows that he may not be the only one behind the scenes.

Thinking of this, Cohen's expression changed slightly and he looked around, but he still didn't find anything unusual.

Next to him, Vio Common and Shankos were working together to deal with the taller Ale.

On the other side, Aimon Fan, Clark Lasen and Heywood Latifah led their own marines and a large number of marines from the 213th branch to fight.

Corral, on the other hand, left the battlefield and hid in another position, avoiding and stealing a shot from time to time with the gun in his hand.

At the gate of the base, nearly a hundred people who should be citizens of Lalan Town stood blankly, staring at Mojifoy.

With a quick glance, Cohen took in the surrounding situation. Except for the controlled citizens of Lalan Town and the 213th branch marines, he could not find anything wrong at all.

Cohen narrowed his eyes slightly and stared at Mojifoy, as if he wanted to see the existence of another person in him.

After a long time, Cohen withdrew his gaze and focused on his shrunken right hand.

"Life Returned"

As the skin and flesh on Cohen's right hand, which was almost attached to the bones of his hand, fluctuated, Cohen's shrunken right hand gradually became fuller, and soon returned to its original shape.

Cohen moved his right hand, which had returned to normal.

Mojifoy was slightly stunned when he saw that Cohen's right hand had returned to normal under his nose, and then he said, "It's recovered. Did you transfer energy and blood from other places to replenish your hand?"

Cohen just felt his right hand and ignored Mojifoy.

"Let me suck you into a skeleton, and I'll see how you recover." As soon as Mojifoy's cold words hit the ground, he stamped his foot on the ground and rushed towards Cohen with the help of his strength.

Mojifoy didn't hold back at all, and slammed into Cohen hard, and at the same time, he grabbed both of Cohen's arms with his hands.

This time, after already knowing Mojifoy's ability, Cohen did not directly accept Mojifoy's collision. He put his feet on the ground and used Shaver to teleport to another position, avoiding Mojifoy. Yi's collision.

Mojifoy, who failed in the collision, stopped, turned around and continued to face Cohen, who had changed his position.

"Contact abilities are indeed a big trouble for physical practitioners, but..."

"Crash..." Cohen put his right hand on the handle of the knife on his left waist and slowly pulled out the knife.

"Chong"

Cohen held the sword with one hand and pointed the straight sword, which was as black as ink and with a blade length of one meter, towards Mojifoy. "For me as a swordsman, the contact type is my favorite. It’s one of the ability categories.”

"Swordsman?" Mojifoy clenched his fist, "I didn't expect you to be a swordsman, so I want to suck you into a skeleton even more."

Looking at Cohen holding the knife, Mojifoy said coldly.

Although he was already cursing in his heart at this time, he didn't show it on his face at all, and he still looked like he didn't take Cohen seriously.

"Huh, really? Then it depends on whether you can touch me through my knife." Cohen didn't pay much attention to Mojifoy's performance, and he slightly pulled back the knife he was holding. A little bit.

Then, he put his feet on the ground and used his shaver to speed up. He was instantly approaching Mojifoy, and what came closer to Mojifoy was the straight knife in his hand.

Mojifoy, who was bare-handed, did not dare to take Cohen's knife forcefully. As he watched Cohen attack his knife, he kept moving backwards and avoiding.

The first knife attack missed, and Cohen did not stop. The knife in his hand continued to attack Mojifoy, and all the knives rushed to kill him.

And Mojifoy kept retreating and avoiding.

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