Chapter 403

Boom... Boom!

Bursts of explosions came out, and the huge body of the bloody giant turned into clods, scattered and completely broken.

"I can't see its power this time."

Luo Chen fell to the ground, raised his chin towards Xu Yulong, and asked aloud.

"Cough... Cough..."

Xu Yulong suddenly knelt on the ground and coughed violently. It was obvious that the death of the bloody giant had caused him a certain amount of recoil.

"Tut tut..."

Looking at Xu Yulong's weak appearance, Luo Chen shook his head slightly, and then continued.

"It seems that I can't even see your power."

"Don't... don't talk to yourself. Do you think you can win me?"

Xu Yulong stood up and slowly untied the cloth on his hands.

"Do you know why my nickname is ghost hand?"

Suddenly, Xu Yulong looked at Luo Chen and asked.

"Hehe... How could I know? I don't know you either."

Luo Chen sneered and suddenly found that the black air on the Fu Ling sword became weaker. It seems that Xu Yulong's serious injury still has a great impact on it.

So Luo Chen took the opportunity to inject electric light into it and completely wiped out the black air on the Fu Ling sword with the power of Tianlei.

"Of course it's because of my hands..."

Xu Yulong said slowly. He didn't care whether Luo Chen wiped out the black air on Fu Lingjian.

"What happened to your hand? He is good at cheating and playing tricks. "

Luo Chen glanced at Xu Yulong and continued.

"Cheating is going to be cut off. Have your hands been cut off? No wonder it's called ghost hands... Tut tut tut. "

"Hehe... It seems that you still don't understand."

Xu Yulong sneered. Surprisingly, he didn't take Luo Chen's ridicule to heart.

His voice fell, and a pair of dark hands appeared in front of Luo Chen.

"Oh? Why are you so dark? Is there any other blood? "

Luo Chen asked curiously after seeing Xu Yulong's hands.

"You'll know later..."

Xu Yulong said in a deep voice, then his whole body was full of spirit and wrapped it around his hands.

Click... Click

A sound of bone friction came out. Xu Yulong's hands became wider and larger bit by bit, his fingers grew longer, and bone blades grew at the tip and outside his fingers.

Finally, a pair of extremely strange and terrible hands appeared in front of Luo Chen. Just these hands revealed a more ferocious spirit than ghost head broadsword. It was obvious that Xu Yulong didn't use these hands less to kill.

"See, that's why I'm called ghost hand."

Xu Yulong looked down at his hands and said to himself.

"This is also my proudest weapon. As for what ghost sword, bloody giants are not my cards."

"Well... I see."

Luo Chen deeply thought and nodded. The hands cultivated by Xu Yulong were comparable to eight or nine grade weapons. Luo Chen can still be sure of this.

"But what? It's probably not a serious skill to cultivate your hands like this."

"Shit, serious or not, as long as it can make me stronger, it doesn't matter!"

Xu Yulong couldn't help whispering. It seemed that Luo Chen's words just hurt his heart.

"Hehe, OK. Anyway, it's your own practice. What do you say is what?"

Luo Chen tilted his lips and said in a voice without paying attention. Anyway, it has nothing to do with him. What does he do with his leisure.

"Well... What do I do when I tell you this."

Xu Yulong suddenly shook his head and said aloud.

"Who said no, why did you tell me this?"

Luo Chen was also full of doubts.

"Maybe it's because... You're dying. It doesn't hurt to tell you this secret. After all, dead people can keep secrets best."

Xu Yulong smiled, and then ran towards Luochen with his legs open. His hands were left behind him at random. His running posture was extremely strange.

"Well done..."

Luo Chen smiled and stared at Xu Yulong closely. For this opponent with frequent strange means, Luo Chen felt that he had to be more prepared.

"Die!"

Xu Yulong shouted angrily, waved his right hand fiercely, and stabbed Luo Chen in the abdomen.

Luo Chen crossed the Fuling sword, firmly blocked in front of him and caught the blow. After a crisp sound, Xu Yulong's fingers were undamaged.

"It's really hard... How can I cultivate like this?"

Luo Chen didn't dare to think about it all the time. After all, the Jackal like Xu Yulong was still in front of him and waved his hands to attack.

When... When!

A crisp sound kept coming out. Every attack of Xu Yulong, Luo Chen could be steadily blocked, and his attack was faster and faster, gradually dazzling. Even Luo Chen had to fight with the spirit of seven or eight points to deal with him.

What surprised Luo Chen even more was the tenacity of Xu Yulong's hands. Several times Luo Chen split his hands with his sword, but his hands were not damaged at all, and the bone blade was still sharp.

Luo Chen's heart began to murmur. Is this really the hands that the Terran can have? Is it to refine his hands?

"Don't be distracted! I tell you, as long as I seize a chance, you will be dead! "

Xu Yulong laughed wildly as he attacked.

"Oh..."

Luo Chen sneered, and a horizontal Fu Ling sword, which he despised, held Xu Yulong's hands firmly. Then he raised his leg and kicked it impolitely, and rolled Xu Yulong out.

"I really don't think I can deal with you? What do you think of yourself? Huh? "

Looking at Xu Yulong who fell to the ground, Luo Chen asked coldly. Then he raised his hand to hold his coat and tore the ragged clothes down, revealing his strong upper body.

The battle just now made Luo Chen's clothes more and more ragged, which had reached the point of unbearable.

"Ha... Ha..."

Xu Yulong got up and looked at Luo Chen with a sneer.

"I didn't expect... You could stop my attack."

"There are many things you didn't expect. I have to show you one by one?"

Luo Chen turned his eyes and made a rude reply.

"But... You have something unexpected!"

Xu Yulong drank fiercely and raised his hands above his head.

"Bloody... Claw!"

With the fall of his voice, ten sharp black mans split straight towards Luo Chen.

"Ouch?"

Luo Chen's mouth was slightly hooked, his hands clenched the hilt of the sword, and also whispered.

"Dugu Jiujian, the third sword!"

Boom

A huge sword Qi standing on the ground met the ten black mans.