The Lost City of Alien Beasts

Chapter 365: Wrong Blade
4:16 a.m., Nanji District, Licheng University.

The Tiger Fighting Team rushed to the university playground and immediately saw the same evil altar, the white-robed beast for sacrifice, and the bloody beam of light rising into the sky.

The electric mouse did not miss this opportunity to show off. After all, these white-robed beasts were a group of living targets that could not move.

He summoned lightning and struck it randomly at the altar, causing the white-robed beasts to fall down one after another.

Then, Pohou controlled the earth element from a distance and plowed the altar directly into the sky. The beam of light that shot straight into the sky disappeared in an instant.

The mission ends easily.

Just when everyone was surprised that things were too simple, Douhu, Qingling, and Baitu suddenly felt a powerful murderous aura coming from the side.

Douhu didn't even have time to remind everyone. He jumped sideways, grabbed the waists of the electric mouse and the horse with both hands, and dodged aside roughly but nimbly.

Qing Ling also dodged to the right and threw the singer to the ground.

White Rabbit directly activated [Jump] and jumped more than ten meters away with the cute sheep in his arms.

"Soon-"

The moment after the three people reacted, an invisible sharp air stream cut vertically.

The others were still frozen in place, with no time to react or even know what was happening. They only felt the air around them suddenly distorted.

Huang Lian stood in the crowd. He slowly turned his head and looked at a companion beside him - the center of the air distortion came from his companion.

The companion's eyes were wide open, his face blank, and motionless.

"Lao Xie?" Huang Lian shouted softly, for fear of alarming some kind of terrible sign.

The man named Lao Xie didn't speak or react in any way.

"Wow—"

Lao Xie cracked, literally cracked, from his head to his crotch, his body was split in half, like firewood split by an axe.

Suddenly, blood splattered all over the sky, dyeing the eyes of everyone around him red.

"Lao Xie!" Huang Lian shouted.

"Soon-"

Another sharp airflow struck, this time, it cut across.

"drink--"

Dead Pig crossed his hands to protect his chest, squatted down, and blocked Huang Lian and others with his strong and huge body.

"puff--"

Everyone heard the sound of a sharp knife cutting flesh and blood, and the dead pig's face was livid, maintaining its original movements.

Under the moonlight, his powerful muscles were as hard as iron.

"hiss--"

The next second, the body as hard as iron was torn apart, and blood splattered everywhere.

A shocking crack appeared on the thick arms of the dead pig, and the skin and flesh opened in an exaggerated manner, and the bloody bones inside could be seen.

The dead pig was shocked: He was so rough and thick-skinned that he couldn't even withstand a bomb, yet he was injured like this.

The dead pig's arms naturally drooped and were disabled. They would not be able to recover for at least 3 minutes.

"spread!"

Huang Lian woke up from a dream and shouted.

The others immediately dispersed in all directions, regardless of grieving over the death of their companions.

At the same time, Douhu had already pulled out the Green Dog Demon Sword on his back.

He looked in the direction of the enemy.

At the end of the playground, a hundred meters away, a black figure walked towards him.

He was wearing simple black clothes, a black hat with half of it broken, and a knife on his waist, and he walked slowly.

The night wind blew, and the hem of his black clothes and hat straps swayed to one side.

He looked like a swordsman from ancient times.

With steady steps and a chilling aura, he stopped 20 meters away from Douhu.

Douhu could clearly see half of the face under the bamboo hat. It was an old man's face. The facial tattoos were like knife carvings. His face was old, but full of unstoppable murderous aura. "The Darkest One?" Douhu asked.

"Guardian, reckless blade." The other party cherished his words like gold.

A glib smile suddenly appeared on Dou Hu's serious face: "Master Wei, we don't have any grievances, so we don't have to fight. If not, let's just leave here."

White Rabbit, who was still holding the cute sheep, was shocked.

This Douhu, even though one of his companions was killed and the dead pig was severely injured, he chose peace talks without hesitation.

This shows that the wild beast in front of him is extremely dangerous, and Douhu has no confidence in winning. He does not want to sacrifice more people.

"You die, or I die." Wei's answer was brief.

"Then there's no need to talk." Douhu showed murderous intent, raised the demon sword, and pointed it at Wei.

Wei held the scabbard with his left hand, took a step forward, leaned over slightly, and slowly held the handle of the knife with his right hand.

The blood was rich, and a bloody mist spread on the playground. The night wind blew by, and the time was silent for three seconds.

"Boom-"

Douhu transformed into a phantom and rushed towards Wei.

Wei's sword was also unsheathed at the same time.

White Rabbit, who maintained a distance of nearly 50 meters, could hardly see clearly the action of Wei's sword, and could only capture a thin and narrow arc of cold light.

She immediately activated [Jump] and crashed into Pang Jun, who was still standing there.

The phantom-like Douhu narrowly dodged the sword energy struck by Wei Zhan and continued to rush towards Wei.

The sword energy continued to strike vertically and flew towards Pang Jun who was farther away. Fortunately, the white rabbit knocked him away and he escaped.

"Chong!"

A second later, Douhu's green dog demon sword collided with Wei's long sword.

"Wow—"

A stream of air swayed from the feet of the two men, and even the blood mist around them was briefly blown away.

In terms of endurance, Douhu is not as good as a warrior, but in terms of explosive power in a short period of time, Douhu is confident that he will not lose to anyone.

But this crazy beast named Wei actually stood on the spot and caught his sword steadily, and seemed to be able to do it with ease.

Is this the strength of the delusional beast?
It's a bit ridiculously strong.

"La la la la la la la la--"

Not far away, the soft, ethereal singing voice of the singer came, and she started the [Requiem].

The eyes on Dewei's face tightened slightly, and Douhu clearly felt that Dewei's sword had slackened a bit.

But it lasted only a minute. A second later, Wei's sword burst out with even greater power, forcing Douhu away. Then he turned sideways and swung the sword at an incredible speed.

The sword that cut vertically flew towards the singer so quickly that the singer had no time to get out of the way. When she felt the danger, she only had one second to react.

"call out--"

A second later, the diva disappeared.

The moment after the sword attack, the bone man appeared where the singer was.

At the critical moment, Bone Man used [Space Transformation] to make a perfect time difference and successfully rescued the singer.

"call out--"

What the bone man didn't expect was that half a second after he appeared, a slash of sword energy cut his chest open.

The bone man prides himself on being careful and courageous, rarely making mistakes, let alone such fatal mistakes.

why?
What went wrong?
His eyes were frightened and confused, with a hint of unwillingness. He slowly lowered his head, and a large amount of blood soaked out of his chest, staining his clothes red.

"Hiss—"

The bone man's chest split open diagonally, and blood burst out along with the steaming internal organs. Although his body was not completely cut off by the sword energy, it was not far from being cut off.

He fell to the ground, his eyes wide open, staring blankly.

(End of this chapter)