Chapter 269 Your blood is a little dirty, but rich in nutrients
Cry! It was that sharp crane cry again, suddenly ringing in the air.
A bony finger passed by the peeper's eyes like a ghost, bringing up a faint sound of wind, like a dragonfly flapping its wings and passing silently.
The second move of Crane Claw Kung Fu is Dragonfly Swipe.
The Peeper quickly retracted his right arm, trying to block the sudden attack.
However, the moment his arm touched the bone finger, it was as if he was hit by a huge hammer and was knocked away by an incredible force.
He instinctively grabbed the bony finger with his backhand and pulled it away from his eyes.
But before he could breathe a sigh of relief, a slightly dim shadow of a bone finger appeared in his sight. It appeared and disappeared like an illusion, so fast that it was unbelievable.
"Fake again?"
The next moment, the peeper's face was distorted, and the intense and empty pain coming from his right eye socket made him scream.
Blood gushed out of his eye sockets like a fountain, splashing all over his cheeks. Two thin red lines were pulled out of his eye sockets, broken, and poked straight out of his eye sockets.
His left eye opened wide in fear, and the disappearing finger shadow was reflected in the pupil.
A crystal clear eye, like a glass bead, hovered in the air, maintaining its final still frame.
Then, with a crisp sound, the eyeball exploded and fragments flew everywhere like raindrops.
[You used the Crane Claw Technique, triggering the Limit Breaking Technique: Virtual Claw.] [Virtual Claw: If the copy of the phantom of the thorn in the bone is hidden under your claws, there is a 30% chance of triggering, which can only be triggered when the Crane Claw Technique is used.] [ps: There is a 0.3 second delay in the triggering of Virtual Claw!] A line of battle reports flashed across Feng Mu's retina in real time, but the peeper's retina did not, so his screams were mixed with a strong sense of confusion and grievance.
He didn't understand. If the bone finger that appeared and disappeared in the air was real, then the one he was holding tightly in his hand, could it be a fake illusion?
Feng Mu did not intend to explain to the peeping man. He twisted his fingers, and the bony knuckles rotated automatically. The hideous barbs instantly pierced into the peeping man's palm, and with a pull and a twist, large pieces of flesh and skin were torn apart.
The peeper let go in pain, his right palm was covered in blood, as if it had been squeezed through a meat grinder, revealing the iron hand that had been transformed into metal.
"Is this bone finger real too? It's all real!!!" The peeper said in a hoarse voice, and the two wires in his left and right eyes stared at [Mask].
"You ask me?"
Feng Mu didn't answer at all. There are some questions that the dead don't need answers to.
He sneered: "You have eyes, so you can see for yourself."
Feng Mu sneered, changed his position, and moved continuously in a small space, leaving a hazy white shadow around the peeper.
The peeper's scalp was tingling and his hair was standing on end. Without the motion-capturing capability of his electronic eye, his only remaining eye was unable to distinguish whether the white shadows were real or fake.
"Oh, sorry, I forgot you only have one eye left and can't see clearly. Then die here."
Not sure if it was an auditory hallucination, but the peeper felt that the voices surrounding him seemed to have become more than a dozen, and as the white shadows became denser and denser, the voices also gradually increased, from one voice to dozens of voices in unison.
"Medicine man? Haha, my old friend, you are really going to kill me this time."
The peeper was terrified. He kept twisting his head to look around, but all he saw were white shadows, as if the whole world was shrouded in white terror.
Without the assistance of mechanical implants, every cell in his body, every pore in his flesh and blood, can feel the increasingly dense breath of death that is constantly compressed in the air.
"It's not a modified body, it's an evil sacrifice. Who knows, maybe it's really an excellent medicine man. Unfortunately, it's not me who eats the medicine man, but the medicine man who wants to eat me!!"
The peeper realized that there was no way to escape or hide, so he took a deep breath, and his nostrils were filled with sinister murderous intent that penetrated every pore.
In the next moment, countless bone claws stretched out towards him from all directions, just like the scene in a horror movie.
Each bone claw is faster and more ferocious than the other. They are both illusory ghosts and real phantoms, real and unreal, true and false, covering the area in a whirlwind of death that peels off skin and tears bones.
"Oh, I'm dead, but if you kill me, you'll never know who wants to harm you."
An unwilling roar emanated from the peeper's throat, his muscles bulged out, his clothes expanded, the current in his body was overloaded, he stabbed the steel bar of his broken leg into the ground, and pushed hard with his other foot.
In an instant, he used his right foot as the base and began to spin like a top, while his two arms danced together, flying up and down, colliding and rubbing against countless bone claws.
Blood and flesh splattered, sparks flew.
The collision of bones and metal, the tearing of flesh and blood by sharp claws lasted for two minutes before the whistling of the wind gradually stopped.
Half of the peeper's clothes were torn to pieces, and the pieces of cloth were stained with blood and fell to the ground.
The latest novel is published first on Liu9shuba!
Half of his shoulder was missing, exposing broken bones. Under the bones were extended steel bars, all of which had been broken.
His chest and back were covered with claw marks, with skin and flesh torn apart, with almost no intact flesh left. It was a horrifying sight, and one could see the bloody internal organs inside, bleeding out from the cracks.
huff huff
Both of his arms were broken, revealing burnt wires. His neck was cut, leaving him unable to move. He could only hang his head stiffly. From his lungs came the sound of a broken bellows being squeezed, and from his mouth mouthfuls of black blood and engine oil gushed out with his exhalations.
The white [Mask] stood opposite him, looking down at him. The exposed thorny bones had been stained into mottled black and red, like a devil's flower blooming in the night.
"Although it's not very beautiful, the vitality has indeed been strengthened." The voice coming from under the [mask] was cold.
The next moment, the blood in the bones seemed to be absorbed by a sponge and seeped into the bones.
After three or two breaths, the bones seemed to clean themselves, becoming refreshed and as white as new.
The peeper's head was stiff, he no longer had the energy to express any emotion. His eyes were fixed on everything in front of him, and the corners of his mouth barely formed a desperate smile, and then he spat out a mouthful of thick black blood.
He looked at the monster in front of him, which retracted all its bones into its human body, revealing its flesh and blood body disguised as a human form.
Then, he slowly took off the [mask] on his face, revealing the human face that was exposed to the air unscrupulously.
Feng Mu squatted down politely, his eyes restrained the greed and fear of a carnivore, and he looked at him gently and said seriously:
"Your blood is a little dirty, I don't like it; but your blood is rich in nutrients, I like it very much!"
The peeper looked at Feng Mu, his mouth opened, blood spurted out when he spoke, his voice was very unclear: "Leng, you still refuse to admit that you are not Leng?"
(End of this chapter)
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com