No one knows when it began—
But the world was split in two.
Those in the Upper City live in the sunlight, on vast lands, warm and free.
Those in the Lower City survive in a cram...
Facing the sharp spike that was less than half a meter away from his eyebrows, Yangchikov suddenly raised his knife.
Kang!
The blade was shining with lightning, pushing away Qu Hongbo's bone whip.
Qu Hongbo felt a tingling sensation in his arm, but...
The bone whip is soft!
The moment it was bounced back, Qu Hongbo gritted his teeth and shook his wrist, and the spike changed direction and pierced into Yangchikov's shoulder.
puff!
The air is filled with blood mist!
The corners of Qu Hongbo's mouth gradually rose slightly.
But at this moment, he found that Yangchikov's eyes changed.
anger……
And contempt!
A strong sense of crisis arose spontaneously, and Qu Hongbo instinctively pulled back!
"Spirit Servant: Wind Slash!"
Zhang Wenqing appeared from the dark alley, and the knife in his hand drew a wind blade!
The wind blade went straight to Yangchikov's throat, making a whistling sound.
Qu Hongbo retreats and Zhang Wenqing takes over!
"A bunch of bastards! How dare you rebel against me?!"
Suddenly, Yanchikov let out a long-suppressed roar!
In an instant, lightning flashed on his body!
Bang!
Bang!
The vines were scorched by lightning. At the same time, Yang Qikov swung a knife at Zhang Wenqing out of thin air!
The moment the lightning and wind blade collided...
The wind dispersed.
The lightning only slowed down a little.
Zhang Wenqing didn't expect that Yang Qikov's spirit servant was so powerful.
"Spirit Servant: Earth Prison."
A wall of earth rose in front of Zhang Wenqing.
Boom!!
The lightning struck the earth wall, causing it to break apart like tofu.
But then, another earth wall rose up.
However, the results are exactly the same.
Fortunately, the two earth walls slowed down the speed of the lightning, giving Zhang Wenqing the opportunity to dodge.
Zhang Wenqing, who survived the disaster, also had beads of sweat on his forehead.
This is the strength of the advanced [Hundred Souls Level].
Compared to the opponents they had encountered before...
It’s not on the same level at all!
"You think... I can't find you?!"
Just as Zhang Wenqing was still in shock, Yang Qikov turned around and slashed at the air!
Puff!!
A large amount of blood suddenly sprayed into the air.
The outline of a human figure gradually became clear.
Old Li.