The words had barely left his mouth.

Sun Aotian raised his black gold cudgel.

It slammed into the opponent, and in an instant, the earth shook violently.

However, the moment the black golden cudgel touched the mist, it strangely avoided the Corpse King and landed on the building next door.

With a loud bang!

The building collapsed, and smoke and dust billowed everywhere.

The unharmed Corpse King Xu Kun simply sat on the ground, a mocking smile on his face: "Want to kill me? What a fool's dream! Haha! As long as this Mist of Misfortune exists, you can't possibly kill me! Even if your strength... is greater than mine, so what?"

"..."

Sun Aotian's expression darkened: "This guy's Mist of Misfortune can actually evade such a powerful attack? This is simply illogical. If we can't overpower him with sheer strength, is the only way to kill him to wait for the time to run out?!"

"There's nothing I can do, even though your strength is very strong."

Sequence-Body said helplessly, "But the opponent also has the amplification of super sequence metal, although it is not mainly in the physical body... but it is still comparable to level nine. When the difference in strength is not large, it is impossible to crush them with strength."

"Unless Zhang Hao comes, it can be done. He has reached the point where he can instantly kill even level nine people. [Mist of Misfortune] is powerful... but if the strength is too much greater, it will not be effective."

"But now..."

Sun Aotian was very unwilling: "Even if I contact Zhang the Monster, it's too late. My master has already been captured... Am I, Old Sun, just going to watch him fall into danger?"

"But now you only have one option: to run away."

Sequence - The physical body is also helpless.

Sun Aotian's strength is actually already very, very strong.

Since acquiring the resources of the South China Sea, he has made rapid progress in just one month, but unfortunately... he has only recently advanced to level eight, and it will take him at least some time to reach the true level nine.

Even with the amplification of super-sequence metals, killing a parasite of the same level is still extremely difficult... let alone a super-sequence metal like [Sequence-Misfortune] that is so unreasonable.

Xu Kun, the Corpse King, seemed to see through the other's thoughts and laughed sarcastically without any restraint: "Sun Aotian, run away... run away like a stray dog, and I'll take care of your master, hahahaha!!"

"You're fucking asking for it!"

Sun Aotian was furious.

It maintained its enormous size, which resembled the heavens and the earth, yet it was helpless, its eyes filled with desolation and resentment.

Just then.

A calm voice came from not far away.

"Sun Aotian, I'll help you kill him."

All I saw was...

An ordinary-looking young man walked over.

Holding a short knife in his hand, his aura was several levels weaker than that of an eighth-level cultivator. This person was none other than Ruan Tian.

"Hahaha!! You, a level seven, want to kill me?"

"Haha! That's hilarious! What a disappointment! Dawn Society, does your leader have no decent experts under his command? Even if I stood here and let you cut me down, you couldn't kill me."

Xu Kun, the Corpse King, laughed until his stomach hurt.

As the other party slowly approached, without even standing up, before the other party even got close to the range of [Mist of Misfortune], he raised his hand and threw a pebble, intending to kill him casually.

but……

To everyone's surprise...

As the pebble hurtled along, a telephone pole miraculously fell down, stopping it in its tracks.

"This guy's got incredibly good luck. I don't believe... you can survive this?"

"The Mad Sound Collapses!"

Xu Kun, the Corpse King, did not believe in evil.

He stood up, opened his mouth, and released sound waves again.

The powerful sound waves spread rapidly, shattering all the nearby utility poles. Just when he thought the level seven human in front of him was doomed, the sound waves bypassed him.

"Holy crap?!"

Xu Kun, the Corpse King, was dumbfounded: "You...you..."

"You... do you also have a super-sequence metal with the Doom attribute? No, there's only one Sequence-Doom."

"Sorry, yours is bad luck, mine is good luck."

"You can bring bad luck to others, but I can bring good luck to you and others. In other people's eyes... you are invincible, but sorry—I've lived for so many years and can't even die if I want to. Today, will you grant my wish?"

Ruan Tian's lips curled slightly.

As he spoke these domineering words, he stepped into the white mist.

The next second.

Strange things happened.

The white mist that had enveloped a ten-meter radius suddenly parted, creating a gap. Taking advantage of the opponent's momentary lapse in concentration, Ruan Tian casually dropped his short sword.

Pfft!

Xu Kun reacted quickly.

But his left arm was still severed, and blood flowed freely.

With the parasitic presence of the super-sequence metal, Xu Kun, the Corpse King, seemed to regain his sense of pain, glaring at his opponent with gritted teeth: "The Mist of Doom actually has a gap? Luck? Your ability is actually countered by [Sequence - Doom]?"

"Damn it! Then you can't be allowed to live! Die!!"

Xu Kun, the Corpse King, was terrified.

Who would have thought that Leon Lai would have such a person?

Fortunately, he is only at level seven. If he had reached level eight and had the support of super-sequence metal, wouldn't he be almost the same as level nine? Perhaps it wouldn't be as simple as just creating a crack in the fog of misfortune.

then……

A murderous intent flashed in his eyes.

With a thought, the white mist began to condense.

It actually attached itself to the crescent-shaped blade, and a strong aura of misfortune spread out, giving people an indescribable feeling of unease.

"I have gathered all the fog of misfortune into my scimitar."

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