Marvel's Great Old Ones

"So, this is why you are targeting Jishitang, for that dragon bone you mentioned?"

In the silence of the night, a black bird fluttered its wings and landed quietly on the ruins of the warehouse. From the corners of its eyes, densely packed tentacles with tiny eyes were raised.

Gudong!

Alexandra swallowed, with a look of horror on her face, "How...how is it possible, how could you still be alive!"

You must know that the power of the Qi they have accumulated for hundreds of years can explode in an instant, which is no less powerful than the explosion of a ship-based missile. Let alone a human being, even a piece of iron will be blown to pieces.

"How is it impossible? I'm right here, right?" A joking voice came from the crow's chest and abdomen.

As if to satisfy the hands standing in four directions and the four fingers, the crow's head made a clicking sound and was torn into four pieces, facing the four people.

The bloody cracks twisted the flesh, the eyes that kept twitching and twisting stared at the four people, and several tentacle-like things were waving in the air.

"Monster, it is indeed a monster!"

Murakami stepped forward and pulled out a sword without tangs from his waist.

The katana has blue lines like waves, reflecting Muramasa's glowing red eyes.

His face was serious, with a somewhat fanatical desire to fight in his eyes, and his old and thin face could not hide the bloodthirsty violence.

"Famous sword, Qiu Zhengguo, Qin Yu, please give me some advice."

Several rays of sword light left deep scratches on the ground and stirred up a tornado-like dust mist.

He has always adhered to traditional martial arts, honing his increasingly powerful sword skills for hundreds of years, and pioneeringly integrated Kunlun's Qi training techniques into traditional martial arts.

"Chongming imperial costume!"

The Qi machine was rapidly rubbing and surging, and the bright red flames covered his armor with a more ferocious carapace with barbs and horns.

The cold, heat and four seasons have forged the sharp edge in his hands. When it comes to actual attack power, he is the well-deserved number one in terms of hand and five fingers.

Since they had just exploded with all their strength, the other three people who did not pay attention to physical fitness and martial arts still needed to adjust their breath for a while. Murakami, who mainly relied on martial arts, could now mobilize most of his power.

A few wisps of breeze drifted in the upper corners of the village, a gleam of cold light bloomed in the air, and the soles of his feet exploded instantly.

In an instant, Murakami stood behind Li Xiu, who had been watching with his sword in hand.

In the blink of an eye, he swung twelve knives, and the knives floated like giants. The crow that Li Xiu transformed into was cut into pieces, with blazing flames dancing on it.

How about it? He should be dead! The three of them tried to keep their eyes open, trying to see if the disgusting monster was dead, but unfortunately——

"It's a pity... it's still... too weak... but it's quite interesting. I'll... play with you."

Due to the burning of the flames, hoarse voices sounded intermittently.

Small bumps suddenly bulged on the crow's body, and the sound of bones breaking could be heard as it slowly squeezed, and slender white jade bones mixed with various organs poured out from the pool of flesh and blood.

quack!

A piercing cry came from above, and a looming black shadow swooped down from the sky carrying a few traces of blood.

All the people who belonged to the Hand Hehui in the periphery had been killed quietly just now.

The gushing flesh and blood piled up into a hill, covering the swooping crows.

There was a gurgling sound, and the flesh and blood dried up instantly. A tall figure wearing thick blood-red armor broke out of it with a heavy breathing sound like a beast.

"This-" Several people were stunned.

Everything happened in an instant, and the few people who had adjusted their breaths did not realize that the monster that looked even more terrifying and disgusting had already stepped out of the withered flesh.

There was a crackling sound, and the blue-gray blood vessels connected to the body were forcibly torn open. Li Xiu raised four slender and sharp blades and looked sideways at Murakami, who had already made a slashing gesture.

"are you ready--"

As soon as he finished speaking, violent explosions and roars spread, the earth trembled and the air exploded.

If Murakami's sword is as stunning as a dragon's grace and swiftness, then Li Xiu's current sword is heavy! quick! chaos!

There is no structure, it is just overwhelming people with force, the force is heavy, and the madness is like a torrent.

Murakami's sword was very fast and could accurately block or even destroy Li Xiu's slashes.

Unfortunately, as a human being, his strength was still a little weak. After resisting dozens of slashes, the tiger's mouth began to crack, and bright red blood flowed out.

"not good!"

Mrs. Gao barely recovered, and when she saw that Murakami could only hold on, a white aura lingered on her body.

"Let's go together, Murakami won't be able to support it for long!"

Botu nodded, pulled on his scarf, and took a step forward. The black screen in front of him actually had ripples, as if he had walked into water and disappeared from the field instantly.

Alexandra, like Mrs. Gao, was surrounded by a circle of white Qi. With a tap of her toes, she left the ground as if weightless.

The debris on the field levitated under the pull of Qi. They pointed their sharp ends at the tall blood-red monster on the field and rushed towards the opponent with a sharp air blast.

"Secret Technique·Summer Eight Slashes!"

Six of Li Xiu's eight narrow eyes hidden under his heavy helmet rotated very quickly, and his four arms waved. A blood-red cover composed entirely of slashes enveloped him.

The moment those things collided with the cover, a huge explosion occurred. The sound of the explosion spread far into the distance. Li Xiu's movements froze for a moment due to the impact of those heavy objects.

"Chance!"

Murakami, who had been on the defensive side all the time, had his eyes glowing red. He spun around at a very fast speed, dodged the final slash, and stabbed the monster's neck with his knife.

There was a crisp sound, and Murakami felt a violent backlash. He gritted his teeth and finally felt something soft tissue being pierced into his hand.

Waves of ripples suddenly appeared in front of Li Xiu's head, and he quickly tapped each of Li Xiu's eight eyes with a shuriken in one hand.

It was as if a wisp of wind blew into his eyes, and he felt a chill. Eight explosions rang out, and eight holes were blown out of Li Xiu's face. There was also a rapidly rotating, destructive energy swirling around the wound.

The Botu succeeded with one blow, and instantly dodged and flew back, escaping into the night again.

Mrs. Gao and Alexandra looked at each other, called with their hands, and in unison, they tied the gas-white ribbons that rotated at high speed and had barbed teeth on the edges towards Li Xiu.

Those white ribbons swept wildly across Li Xiu's red heavy armor, sending sparks flying and causing no useful damage at all. They only disintegrated into tiny bloody particles.

Murakami's arm muscles tightened, and Qi rushed through the tendons at a very fast speed, bringing with it a huge force. His hand armor exploded directly, and the katana twitched at a very fast speed, causing dazzling sparks to collide with Li Xiu's spine.

Click!

Broken, Li Xiu's neck was cut off by Murakami's sword!

Several people couldn't help showing joy on their faces, this monster must be dead this time!

It's a pity that they didn't think that even if Li Xiu was chopped into pieces, Li Xiu could still stand up. What does it mean if his neck is cut off now?

"Be careful!" One hand grabbed Murakami's collar and threw him backwards.

"late!"

Li Xiu's chaotic and heavy voice came from the gap made by the chop, and a stream of blood spurted out.

One kick! With a heavy kick, the strong wind alone shattered the ruins behind, not to mention the flesh and blood bodies.

Uniform explosions of flesh and blood spread before his eyes, and the blood mist was majestic and thick, obscuring part of his vision.

"Botu!" Murakami's eyes were filled with anger, he clenched the knife in his hand and was about to charge forward.

It was not Murakami who died, but Botu, who was slowed down a step in order to save him.

Li Xiu picked up the head on the ground and sewed his body with slender black tentacles.

The blood in Murakami's body suddenly flowed out, and the blood-red cloud completely wrapped around the knife in his hand.

"Red Clouds Cut!"

Mrs. Gao and Alexandra looked at each other and nodded.

It seems that I can't leave today without trying my best. From the beginning to now, the monster has not shown all its power at all, but only played with them like playthings.

"Neon clothes!" Mrs. Gao's face was flushed, and wisps of white aura surrounded her, making her seem to be wearing a white neon dress, dragging traces of light for dozens of meters.

Wisps of white light rushed out from Yuyi, flashed in the dark night, and directly hit Li Xiu.

Alexandra didn't move much, as if she was just floating in the sky, but a destructive force was brewing in his body.

Not long after, dense spider web-like cracks emitting red light had spread all over Alexandra's body.

Bang bang! Two dull stamping sounds sounded, and Murakami's figure disappeared from the visual nerves, leaving only a red flame shining on the field.

Li Xiu waved his four blade arms around his body, trembling from time to time, and then exploded into brilliant light and shadow.

Behind his back, the carapace opened, and dark red bone spurs were accumulating, pointing directly at the two people in the sky.

His armor has cracked under Murakami's continuous heavy blows, and it will not be long before the defense is broken directly. The most terrible thing is that Murakami's blood flames are constantly eating away at his flesh and blood.

shhhhhh!

Amidst the sound of breaking through the air, dense dark red bone spurs shot out from Li Xiu's back and rushed towards Alexandra at extremely high speed.

"How long!" Murakami's figure suddenly appeared, and the samurai sword in his hand was swung with water, which kept knocking away the bone spurs and shattering them.

"Right now... right now, get out of the way -" Alexandra roared, pushing her hands forward, and the red cracks on her body quickly faded and gathered on her arms.

A bright red light beam shot straight towards Li Xiu in an instant.

Li Xiu's eyes flashed and his leg muscles exerted force to jump out of the attack range.

"Mrs. Gao——"

The originally painless cracks on Li Xiu's body suddenly revealed a milky white light, and his movements froze.

"Red Dragon's Breath!" Murakami tightened his grip on the handle of the knife, and his blood vessels burst instantly. The blood mixed with blood energy and turned into a roaring red dragon wrapped around the light beam.

"Annihilation!"

Alexandra gritted her teeth and pushed forward hard, and the blood vessels on the surface of her arm were burned to charcoal.

The beam of light entwined with the red dragon instantly enveloped Li Xiu, who was barely able to regain his mobility. In the dazzling light, the black shadow standing like a demon was slowly erased.

The white light spots slowly fell down like feathers and disappeared into the darkness of the night, and the scene became quiet.

"Dead... are you dead?" Murakami collapsed on the ground, his tone trembling, without any confidence.

That monster was really too terrifying, it was just like an evil demon that came out of those horror stories, and it couldn't be killed at all.

"Maybe he's dead?" Mrs. Gao, who still had some strength left, caught Alexandra who was losing her strength. When she fell to the ground, she felt a little unconfident and dreamy.

"Then...that guy...Ken...must be...dead, otherwise...why can't he get up!" Alexandra whispered feebly, looking like she was about to die.

Three people, one standing, one sitting, and one lying down, who together were nearly a thousand years old, laughed regardless of their status.

"It's a pity that Botu is still dead. There are four of us five left. He still didn't get the chance to use the dragon bone after all." Murakami, who was lying on the ground, suddenly felt a little lonely. After all, Botu was here to save him.

"Yes, yes, he is quite good. I haven't even had a chance to taste it yet..."