Dragon Clan: Dragon Slayer Wizard, professional dragon slayer

Chapter 78 Can’t be killed? Then kill a few more times!

Long Kui looked indifferently at the body of Mu Ran below that looked like a ghost from hell. The putrid smell that was almost equivalent to that of a dead corpse almost disgusted him to the extreme!
Another fallen creature who sold his soul to Hades...

When he thought of this, the last trace of pity in his heart completely disappeared, replaced by extreme disgust.

Long Kui slowly raised his knees that were fragile on the black and white Gongqing mask, and then a sharp light flashed in his eyes. His knees instantly turned an iron blue color, and the next second, they suddenly fell down!

"boom!"

The huge impact directly shattered the entire ground into a large pit. The pit was filled with dense spider web-like cracks, and the king's head exploded to pieces like a ripe watermelon encountering a high-speed iron rod. Come on!
The gray brain mixed with scarlet blood, accompanied by the fragments of the mask that looked neither human nor ghost, suddenly bloomed like bright fireworks in this extremely extravagant and depraved place.

Without a moment's pause, Long Kui stood up slowly, frowned slightly and used water magic to wash away the dirty dirt on his knees. Then he turned around, picked up the white ancient knife in his hand, and walked out the door without looking back. go.

Just when he was about to walk out, a hoarse voice with a vicissitude of life suddenly sounded from behind:

"Kill someone and leave. This guest is really impatient..."

When Long Kui heard this strange voice, he stopped walking for an instant, and then slowly turned his head.

The old man in black feathers was still standing at the back with a smile on his face. The mask of a violent official on his face was like a ghoul reborn from hell.

Long Kui's pupils shrank slightly, then he frowned and looked at the headless corpse in the pit next to him, and suddenly fell into deep thought.

The seemingly unscathed general stared at the young man in front of him with his snake-like eyes, and said quietly:
"It's normal for young people to be irritable, but it's better to avoid doing things that are disrespectful to etiquette."

Long Kui raised his head, looked directly at the ferocious and terrifying black and white face, and said sarcastically:

"Is it necessary to discuss etiquette with a devil like you?"

The dragon slayer was born to be very sensitive to smells, but this time... his ever-tried sense of smell seemed to have failed.

Logically speaking, there will be no people in this world who smell the same. Even if they are blood-related twins, they will definitely have differences in their almost identical smells.

But...the monster in front is an exception!

The smell emitted by the headless corpse in the pit completely overlapped with that of the unharmed old man in front of him.

This was the first time Long Kui saw two people with the same aura.

It's like...really coming back from the dead!
But after a moment, he figured it out.

Long Kui slowly took out the long white knife in his hand. The looming chrysanthemums on the blade looked particularly dazzling in the moonlight.

Then he held the national treasure "Chrysanthemum Ichimonji no Sect", his legs suddenly collapsed, and he rushed towards the king in an instant!

What can't be killed won't be dead until you kill it a few times.

This is the wise saying taught to him by his father Igneel!

The moment Long Kui moved with the wind, the members of the fierce ghosts who were already in position instantly pulled the dull trigger. The flames couldn't stop burning at the muzzle of the gun. The brass-colored bullet came out of the rifling and spun towards him at high speed. It pours in the direction it passes by!

"Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!"...

A series of bright sparks suddenly exploded in mid-air. Long Kui seemed to be like a swordsman wandering around the dragon, dragging a series of resolute and lost afterimages, and quickly flashed from the previous point to the opposite point.

And in the straight line between these two points, there are all kinds of broken limbs and dripping blood! "Tick..."

There were scarlet blood marks on the blade of the long sword. Long Kui's eyes were fixed on the king general in front of him in the haze. He suddenly threw his arm forward, and the white ancient sword of national treasure level instantly broke through the air. And go!

"Bala——"

The long knife instantly pierced the opponent's heart, and the huge power sent Wang Jiang's entire body flying backwards involuntarily, and was eventually nailed to the thick rock wall.

"Shh!"

The ten silver ornate flying knives in Long Kui's hands unfolded like folding fans, and instantly appeared in front of the king like a ghost. Then the flying knives in his hands flew on the opponent's body like butterflies piercing flowers.

Arms, thighs, calves...the body parts kept falling from the king's body like rain. With the blood exploding like a waterfall, the entire wall was instantly dyed blood red!
In the end, Long Kui suddenly stepped back, aimed at the opponent's head in mid-air, and swung his hands forward. In an instant, ten sharp silver flying knives all headed towards the opponent's head, and struck directly. Full of "irrigation".

"Puff! Puff! Puff! Puff..."

Ten consecutive sounds of metal cutting into flesh were heard, and the king's face had already been shot into a hornet's nest by ten silver flying knives. White, green, and yellow directly added a unique flavor to the red background!

"I'll see if you die now." Long Kui landed lightly and looked up at the "monster" that was nailed to the high wall. The human form had long since disappeared. With a flick of his wrist, under the influence of gravity, , the long white knife inserted in the chest of the king was instantly pulled out and flew straight back into his palm.

"Qiang!"

Just when the ancient sword was about to fly back to Long Kui's hand, a sharp claw covered with blue scales thrust across and grabbed the sharp edge of the ancient alchemical sword, making a clear and melodious sound of metal collision. !

Long Kui followed the sound and saw a humanoid monster covered in dragon scales. He was leisurely holding the long knife in his hand and sharpening his disgusting "dragon claws".

He was no stranger to this kind of monster. There was something called a Deadpool, or a Corpse Guard. The number of deaths in Long Kui's hands was counted in the thousands.

But the only thing different about this Deadpool is that it has a black and white official mask welded to its face!
"As expected of a 'giant dragon' that even a child can't stop. He is full of youthful spirit and decisive in killing." The king played with the long knife in his hand and expressed his heartfelt praise without hesitation.

"Old guy, have you revealed your true form?" Long Kui raised his eyebrows and said coldly.

"It's just a substitute." Wang Jiang smiled:
"Skin is the least precious thing in this world, because...it will all pass away sooner or later."

"Dear guest, can you understand my old man's persistent love for life?"

"Pfft!"

The king did not wait for the boy in front of him to answer, but what he waited for was the blood flower blooming from his chest!
Long Kui's eyes turned into red gold flames, and his steel-like iron-blue claws went straight into the chest of the "monster" who called himself an old man in front of him. He approached the other person's ear and said indifferently:
"Not everything can call itself a human being. An evil ghost crawling out of hell wants to be a human being just by wearing a skin?"

"Whimsical."

"Tear--"

The cold voice fell silently, and Long Kui instantly pulled out his left hand that had been inserted into the other person's chest. Black blood followed the dark heart in his hand and poured out in large amounts.

Then the red gold dragon flame suddenly rose from Long Kui's hand, and the black heart instantly turned into ashes!
"It's not over yet. I know you haven't died yet, so it doesn't matter..." The corners of Long Kui's mouth slowly raised, a gleam of coldness flashed in his eyes, and he chuckled softly:

"Next, I will take out all your internal organs one by one until you are left with only this 'skin'. Then I will pour dragon flames into your body... an unkillable underworld creature. right……"

"Wouldn't it be better to kill more times?"

(End of this chapter)