Chapter 414

As soon as the old man's voice fell, the young man beside him rushed over like a phantom and flashed into Wu Chen's eyes. It seemed that he didn't want to give him any reaction time at all. A hand knife aimed at his heart!

When he appeared in front of Wu Chen's eyes, Wu Chen found that this guy had been dead since he didn't know when... Especially his dull expression and pure black eyes were obviously a puppet who had lost his soul.

"He... You killed him?"

Wu Chen looked at the old man in amazement and found that he was smiling in the corner of his mouth. He whispered to Wu Chen: "don't worry, you are next. You will be my favorite toys. "

So far, the old man flicked his fingers, and several dark magic powers were injected into the bodies of Lou Qianyu and the three men.

After these spiritual powers were integrated into their bodies, they completely revived these people. No, to be exact, he became his puppet!

The three headless bodies stood up and rushed towards Wu Chen rigidly. Wu Chen had never seen such a bloody scene before. What's more, the current situation seems to be worse.

"It's a little trick to revive the dead." The old man patted the dust on his coat, then reached out to dig his nostrils and flicked the mucus out. "If you are not satisfied, I have other means. Do you want to experience it?"

Wu Chen's body has been overwhelmed, and now he dare not bear any of the power of the blood devil. If he goes on like this, he will lose without fighting!

What are we going to do?

No matter, there are not so many opportunities to think, we can only do our best to fight to the death!

Thinking of this, Wu Chen put all the pills and snake like herbs in his mouth, quickly digesting the power.

After a simple sliding step and leaning back, Wu Chen dodged the ferocious blow of the flute man and mended his broken body.

"Oh, that's interesting."

Because Lou Qianyu's three people are dead now, all their muscle memories and fighting instincts have disappeared. Some of them are just their muscle memories. In other words, they can only fight Wu Chen with physical attacks.

That is to say, it is not difficult for Wu Chen.

Wu Chen, who recovered his strength, quickly launched the true skill of Qianyuan, attached the spirit power to the surface of the blood drinking sword, and attacked these puppets! At the same time, his other hand contains the power of swallowing magic formula, trying to suck out the dark power in their body.

However, he forgot an important thing - the dark spirit power is not a evil spirit at all, but the old man's own power. Even if it is absorbed by him, it can only accelerate the spread.

Of course, after these bodies were completely cut into countless pieces, they lost the ability to act, and there were not so many threats to Wu Chen.

"I knew you couldn't die like this." The old man sighed and slowly stretched out his extremely pale hands, quickly forming a strange mark.

With the mark on his chest, a faint shadow appeared behind him. This dark figure, with a long and narrow death sickle in his hand, exudes endless air of death.

"Since the minions can't kill you, it doesn't matter. I'll just send you to hell."

With that, the old man gently pushed his palm to Wu Chen, and a drop of blood flew out of the palm of his hand, and fell on his chest when Wu Chen didn't pay attention.

It seemed that the shadow was inspired by something. He quickly raised his head and rushed towards Wu Chen. Even Wu Chen didn't know what the shadow was. Could it be the God of death in Western legend? Otherwise, how can it present such a terrible state!

"I'll never wait to die!"

Wu Chen screamed wildly. Every part of his body seemed to burst out a powerful force. Under this huge pressure, he broke through

The God of death did not rush to attack Wu Chen. Instead, he stretched out his skinny arm and gently grasped the void behind Wu Chen. Then, a life card was caught, and the God of death did not hesitate to tear the life card!

However, he was horrified to find that Wu Chen had no problem at all. He even tilted his head and looked at the old man in bewilderment: "what did you do just now? Are we tearing up the name brand now? "

At the end of the speech, Wu Chen rushed to the old man and quickly inserted the long knife into his heart

"So it is. You don't have any skills at all. You just have some other ways. I don't know what you did, or what happened. I can only say goodbye to you - a guy with zero melee strength. "

Although the old man was through the heart, but there was no regret or unwilling feeling, but slightly to Wu Chen showed a pity smile.

This gives Wu Chen a feeling: the other side is not without the power of resistance, he chose to give up.

"Do you know why I gave up all of a sudden?" The old man's tone became extremely calm, as if he was recalling something in the past: "my skill is called death's smile, which really involves the cause and effect realm. But I didn't expect that you are not in the scope of cause and effect. "

"In other words, you belong to the six realms at all... You, you are a product of going against the world. People like you can't live in the world. Death just told me - you should have died a few years ago. "

Wu Chen looked at the old man in shock and roared, "please tell me what it means? What do you mean I am a dead man? "

"All my skills are based on a certain proportion, so according to my algorithm, you really can't survive. But you are a miracle The old man gave a wry smile: "I didn't expect that I could still see you at this age. It's really uncomfortable. Forget it. Today, I underestimate the enemy. I'm convinced to lose! "

With that, the old man's eyes fell flat on the ground. He lost all his breath and was left with blood all over the ground

"I should have been dead?"