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Chapter 69 The Powerful Effect of Sharingan
  The enemy's vampire magic was very strong, leaving almost no room for everyone to dodge.

Even Fang Bo could only let the shikigami go up, but for the Samsara who specializes in agility, the attack in front of him is definitely not a dilemma.

Turning over to dodge and then sliding sharply, the man avoided the attack in a very tricky way.

Then with a flick of his wrist, a shuriken shot out instantly, even faster than the dragoon's bullet.

The waning moon had no time to dodge, and a large amount of blood spattered from its neck again.

The basic throw is LV10, which is why Daeron is so strong.

He raised the seemingly useless basic skills to an astonishing level, and the result was like this, causing the powerful Xiexian team to be damaged twice in a row.

The man's performance was very strong, but what really caught Fang Bo's attention was not the shuriken throw, but the scarlet in the opponent's eyes.

"This is..." He recognized the ability possessed by the other party.

In the scarlet pupils, two black magatama were spinning constantly. What this reincarnation possessed was a pair of sharingan eyes.

"No wonder he can see through the flaws in the vampire technique." Fang Bo rescued the shikigami and prepared to appreciate this person's next performance.

The Sharingan has powerful dynamic vision and can even observe the specific direction of energy, thereby determining the enemy's next attack method.

If I had to describe it, it was as if the movements in my eyes had slowed down, and I would have more time to think about countermeasures when facing the enemy's attacks.

"He can't do it alone." The honest man Ali untied the puppet, and then ran over to support the opponent.

Seeing this, Fang Bo sighed helplessly, and controlled the headless puppet to rush forward.

He didn't take action just now. He mainly wanted to observe the fighting style of the reincarnator.

It's not out of malice, it's just a habitual temptation. Unfortunately, this Mr. Conjurer obviously doesn't think so.

By the time the headless doll rushed forward, the two men had already started a fierce battle with the enemy.

Just like Ali described, the waning moon, which can control silk threads, does not allow outsiders to get close at all, and fills the entire area with silk threads from more than ten meters away.

If you want to push forward, you can only clean up those threads bit by bit.

At this time, Fang Bo suddenly discovered something. The headless doll's cleaning speed was far worse than the two guys who were approaching the battle route.

At first he thought it was a gap in attributes, but after a little observation, he finally realized that it turned out that he, the controller, was not proficient enough in his "skills".

Fang Bo himself didn't know much about melee combat skills, and he had only just learned basic level one melee combat.

To put it bluntly, regardless of the influence of attributes and psychological factors, he may not be able to compete with those ruffians even with his fists.

How can such a crude technology allow a headless doll that is approaching the combat route to exert its full combat power?

If he wants to change this, Fang Bo needs to improve his basic skills. It doesn't need to be too much. Just five or six levels of basic melee combat is enough.

When the time comes, he will be able to perfectly display the fighting ability of the headless doll.

"It seems that this puppet master is not easy to be a master either."

Control the puppet to set up the arm blade and try your best to help the other two people resist the attack. Let them do the main attack task.

"Hey." The man with the Sharingan said suddenly while resisting the entanglement of the thread: "Can you still use that skill just now?"

"Uh, no problem."

"Well, I'll give you a chance."

As soon as he finished speaking, the man rushed forward desperately regardless of the danger, letting the sharp threads cut holes in his body.

As the saying goes, there must be a monster when something goes wrong. He must have done this for some purpose.

If it were Fang Bo in the distance, he would rather turn around and run away than give the other party a chance to get close to him, but the waning moon still looked confident.

"A boring struggle." Tired face was full of sarcasm.

He does not have very good offensive means, but isn't it true that the enemy can't do anything to him?

"Lei", who has unlimited physical strength, can continue to use it up, but the few humans in front of him will soon be exhausted.

This is due to the differences in species. In his view, humans are a group of weak races that should have been eliminated long ago, and the Wuxian master should be the master of the world.

Looking at the enemy who was desperately trying to get closer to him, he stared at him coldly, and couldn't help but murmur softly: "Since you want to die, then I will be the first to fulfill your wish."

Inadvertently, he made contact with the man's eyes, and even he couldn't help but frown due to that ominous light.

The next second, everything around him changed.

Wearing a white suit, Onibutsuji Muzan appeared out of thin air, his eyes filled with disappointment for him.

"Tired, I'm so disappointed."

The waning moon, whose face was full of defiance just now, fell to his knees with a plop, his body swaying constantly, and his forehead pressed tightly to the ground.

"Master Wuhan, please listen to my explanation."

The waning moon was about to say something when she suddenly realized that something was wrong with the situation.

Because that familiar aura did not appear on Wu Mei's body.

As the King of Ghosts, Muzan has the privilege of killing and plundering the Twelve Ghosts, and can erase them all with just a thought.

Every time I see the other person, I feel a kind of trembling from the bottom of my heart, but this time the situation is completely different.

Recalling the scene just now, he finally realized that he was probably suffering some kind of mental attack from the enemy.      “How unreasonable!”

He was outright angry.

In Twelve Ghost Moon's hearts, Wuhan is like God in the eyes of Christians, so sacred and inviolable.

The enemy's current actions undoubtedly tainted the faith in his heart. If he didn't kill these humans today, he would have no face to see Master Wuhan in the future.

"You are all going to die here today."

Blood Ghost Art · Rotation of Lines!

The red blood spread onto the silk threads. This was the hardest attack. Lei weaved them into a swirling cocoon and pushed them forward not far away in an instant.

What a bullshit illusion, let me destroy it!

As the waning moon exerts its power, the Sharingan genjutsu disappears immediately.

However, he still underestimated the power of those eyes.

Although the illusion was broken, in reality he was not able to use the bleeding ghost technique. Instead, loopholes appeared in the originally tight silk defense circle.

The guy with the disgusting aura all over his body was pointing two coins at himself.

"Go and die in peace!"

The two broke away from the fusion state, and the mutually contradictory energy burst out with bright light in an instant, and a bloody hole exploded in the enemy's neck the next second.

After suffering such a heavy blow, this subordinate was not dead yet.

At the critical moment, a small spider built with energy passed through the defense circle and hit the enemy's chest solidly.

Chaotic energy rushed straight into his mind, and Tiei, who was about to fight back, couldn't control his body for a moment.

Seeing that the enemy was in an abnormal state, the Sharingan young man took out two shurikens, one black and one blue.

First, he threw the black one and let it draw a huge arc in the air, avoiding the pile of silk defense circles in front.

Then the second blue shuriken was thrown, and it hit the previous one first, then changed direction and hit the enemy's neck from behind.

boom!
  A huge explosion occurred, and the already weakened Last Quarter Moon could no longer withstand such a heavy blow, and her head and body were immediately separated.

[Meet the achievement conditions and you will get the title "Ghost Hunter"]

Ghost Hunter: Deals 10% additional damage to ghost creatures.

The title effect was very good. Fang Bo chose the equipment without saying anything.

This battle seemed difficult, but in fact he didn't participate much in the whole process. Only the move of eating the heart and marrow helped the team a little.

Facts have proved that even without him taking action, Ali and the guy with the Sharingan can still kill the last quarter moon, but the process may be a little slower.

After careful observation, Fang Bo could probably see the strength comparison between the two sides.

The three people present have a combat power that is approximately equal to that of the Last Quarter Moon. If he did not use all his means, did the other two really use their full strength?

The answer is of course no. Not to mention the guy whose name is still unknown, even the magician cannot show all his cards.

Taking this factor into consideration, Fang Bo suddenly discovered that the strength of his teammates was indeed not weak. The combined combat power of the three lower strings was enough to compete with ordinary "Pillars".

This does not refer to the Nine Pillars of this term. The current Nine Swordsmen are monsters everywhere and cannot be resisted except by the power of the string.

The people he was talking about were actually ordinary pillars who could be killed by seven or eight people like Fallen Princess.

If strong men of the Xia Zhu, Yan Zhu, and Feng Zhu levels could appear in every period, there would be no such thing as death on the string for more than a hundred years.

So the question becomes, how many ordinary pillars can compete with the current nine pillars?

Using the sound pillars at the bottom of the strength ranking to compare, Fang Bo believed that at least three ordinary pillars were needed to compete with Yuzhuan Tianyuan.

In other words, reincarnators of their strength would need at least nine people to fight against the sound column.

Of course, battles are not about poker cards. If the nine reincarnations have a clear division of labor, the combat power that can be unleashed is far greater than the superficial value.

Just comparing the individual strength, they are still far behind the current Nine Pillars.

"Ultimately, at our current stage, we have not yet reached the level of contact with winding and nine-pins."

Having said that, Fang Bo didn't want to give up at all. The lack of individual strength didn't mean that he couldn't do things.

In terms of basic strength, the Waxing Moon is more terrifying than the Nine Pillars, but the difference is not that obvious.

If the opportunity is right, it may not be impossible to kill the enemy, but the process will definitely be extremely thrilling.

[Current Devouring Progress: 3.22%]

Watching the waning moon being swallowed whole by the big spider head, Fang Bo explained with a smile: "My shikigami needs the blood of the Ghost King."

In one sentence, his needs were directly stated.

The ninja understood what he meant and waved his hand to indicate that these were minor matters.

Next, how to distribute the treasure chests is the real problem.

(End of this chapter)