Chapter 41 Dead Skill

The speed of the approaching sharp arrow was really too fast. Shan Jian watched the tip of the arrow cut through the air and had no time to avoid it. Suddenly, he laughed and stretched forward his palms. The palm condensed a diamond-shaped, a one-sized true qi defense wall, and the defense wall gradually materialized, like an uncut ancient jade. , emitting an invisible atmosphere.

In the blink of an eye, the sharp arrow came to Shan Jian's body and inserted into its defense wall. The energy arrow forcibly condensed by air was only inserted into the surface and lost its original impulse and turned into invisible, but the black iron arrows in the middle of countless air arrows slowly inserted into the depths of the defense wall, and the sweat on Shan Jian's head was like running water. Keep flowing down, staring closely at the sharp arrow in front of him, and constantly releasing true qi in the palm of his hand to make up for the defense wall that keeps appearing cracks.

Finally, when the sharp arrow was about to penetrate the defense, he finally lost his strength and stopped. At this time, the defense wall had already been broken. Shan Jian looked at the lark who had just shot the sharp arrow. From the hand just now, he had learned the strength of everyone except Mu Chen, and this masked woman in the sixth-class real world Unexpectedly, he was forced to so much that he couldn't help sweating from his body. If the lark had just exerted a little more force, he might have lost his life here.

Mu Chen finally understood why the old man was determined to protect this sixth-class real girl. At this age and such strength, he could indeed be called a genius. Mu Chen knew how difficult it was for him to reach such strength, but the white-collar level younger than him was higher than him, and his combat effectiveness was extremely low. fan.

After the sharp arrow stopped coming forward, Wu Yan beside him would not let go of this opportunity. He jumped and his right arm wrapped in the rock suddenly waved out and hit the energy wall that had not yet fully recovered. The energy wall that had just appeared several cracks broke instantly. Shan Jian spit out blood and was powerless to watch. Wu Yan in front of him, the blood at the corners of his mouth kept flowing, but at this time, he smiled and was not afraid at all.

"You can still laugh when you die. Your smile is really cute." Wu Yan couldn't help laughing when he saw this, followed by another punch. At this time, Shan Jian had no power to avoid and defend against the opponent's attack, and a series of attacks could not allow him to breathe.

The fist is about to touch the other party's head; "I got it!" At this time, even Wu Yan couldn't help saying excitedly.

"Just kidding!"

As soon as Shan Jian's words fell, a giant beast suddenly rushed out of the ground. The whole body was black, and brown hair spread to the whole face. The claws were as big as a human head, thick and powerful. With the jump of this unknown creature, a blood stain was also shot out, directly imprinted on Wu Yan's chest, who quickly repelling dozens of meters and shocked Looking at the beast in surprise.

The giant beast walked to Shanjian's side and roared at everyone. This roar seemed to penetrate people's eardrums and shake the world. The three-layer walls and ceiling began to drop stone crumbs from time to time, and even felt the ground trembling.

"7... Seventh-class real world, how can there be such a strong man? Damn it. Wu Yan covered his chest and spit blood from time to time. Through the mask, there was panic and unwillingness in his eyes. Obviously, he could almost kill him, but now...

It is not surprising that Wu Yan was shocked. Just now, Shan Jian has killed two third-class warriors and repelled the lark. Now there is a seventh-class master of the real world. It is impossible to complete the task and kill Shan Jian.

"This battle will be won, and you will kill Shan Jian even if you fight for your life!" Wu Yan said fiercely.

The lark also nodded slightly after hearing this. As the best tribal warriors, they have already put aside their life and death, and the tribe must not die.

Through the dark purple pupils, Mu Chen clearly saw through the strength of the fierce beasts around Shanjian. This breath did not reach the spiritual realm, but the energy in the opposite monster absolutely exceeded that of the general seventh-class real master. There was a terrible energy in his body, as if there was a feeling of déjà vu.

The beast's face was wrapped in brown hair, and its eyes were like two black iron balls. It glanced around unscrupulously. Its whole body was dark black. Its legs stood, and its tail swayed high behind it. There were two people tall, and its muscles were strong and scary. It was a giant living. The black lion stands here.

"Old man, you can't even sleep soundly." The big mouth of the dark black lion floated up and down, making a human voice.

"Ghost Lion, if you come later, I will die." Shan Jian said harshly to the giant beast beside him, and he was not angry. He usually provided the monster with good wine and meat. Today, he was still sleeping when something happened. In turn, he actually blamed himself for his weakness.

The ghost lion didn't care. He looked at the people opposite and laughed, "I'll help you deal with the little girl in the mask. I'll leave the remaining two men to you."

"You really know how to calculate. My mountain tribe is not very kind to you. It's a little too much to worship good wine and meat. Today, you don't want to contribute to this kind of thing." Shan Jian said angrily when he heard the ghost lion's words.

"Hey, let's make a joke on you. It's just these guys. I'm enough. I don't need you to do it at all." This ghost lion is also a little embarrassed after hearing this. Usually, the Shanren tribe is really good to him, and the treatment is better than that of the clan's Changshanjian. Naturally, he has to repay what happened today.

"No, let's do it together. We can't give them a chance to escape, so as not to have more dreams at night." Shanjian affirmed that he had just been beaten by the lark and Wu Yan. In his opinion, he had lost a lot of face, and he couldn't wait to smash Wu Yan and the lark to pieces immediately.

Mu Chen frowned when he saw this. Now, his task has really begun. If Mu Chen does not participate in the war, Bailing and Wu Yan will definitely die today.

"I will resist the two larks. You can find the opportunity to shoot the mountain and escape." Wu Yan took a deep breath and said to the white-collar worker beside him.

"If you want to block the two of us, do you think you are a master of the spiritual realm? Don't joke." The ghost lion was slightly angry when he heard Wu Yan's words. It was difficult for him to find an enemy in the high hands of the seventh-class real world, but today the man opposite wanted to fight against two. How could the ghost lion not be angry?

Shanjian and the ghost lion rushed to Wu Yan, who roared: "Rockification!" Unexpectedly, rocks gradually appeared all over his body. More and more rocks, like infectious diseases, spread freely around Wu Yan and gradually wrapped his whole body. His clothes gradually became folds, and several awe-sive scratches were rubbed by the rocks and slowly rose. Finally, they were squeezed and broken by thick rocks. After the clothes were broken, Wu Yan's body was not seen, but the rocks with some white lines appeared in front of everyone.

For a moment, Wu Yan screamed, sweat kept flowing, and his expression was extremely painful, "P!" With a sound, the mask on his face suddenly shattered, but no one saw his face. The face that should have been behind the mask also turned into a dead rock. I don't know when the shoes under his feet had disappeared. A pair of stone feet stepped on the ground. Similarly, his hands also turned into rocks, and the original human body has now turned into * *Naked stone man.

If it hadn't been for Wu Yan's transformation of stone man, others would have never known whether he was dead or alive. If people who didn't know it saw it, they would have thought it was a magic statue.

"Wu Yan... What are you doing?" The lark stared at Wu Yan, who turned into a rock, and tears in his eyes involuntarily flowed out. He knew the price Wu Yan would pay for doing so.

"Ky, I'm really impatient to live with the 'death skill'!" The ghost lion is also helpless. The "death skill" refers to the special decision made by the caster to get stronger than the power he can control. This kind of decision is often very effective, but the price is his own life. Because of this characteristic, most of the current "death skills" have long been lost, and very few Some people will make great efforts to practice this kind of "dead skill" to repay with their lives.

The ghost lion is also extremely headache. In the battle that was originally winning, the other party actually used a "dead skill" and hurriedly said to Shan Jian, "I'll delay the time with this stone man. The rest of the two will be handed over to you and get rid of them as soon as possible. At that time, you and I will work together. No matter how strong this life-devouring death skill is, we can't help it. .

After saying that, the ghost lion rushed towards Wu Yan and attacked the stone man without any reservation. The two were very similar in size now. Although the stone man's body was extremely hard, the ghost lion was also extremely strong. The two fought and could not distinguish between high and low for a while.