Chapter 70 Beautiful misunderstanding is the elegance of the villain
It takes a few seconds for human eyes to adapt from light to darkness.
Dark No. 1's heart tightened, his eyes fell into darkness for less than half a second, a gust of evil wind blew from the side, the tip of his nose hurt as if it was cut by a knife, and wet blood covered his lips.
Dark No. 1 retreated violently, clenched his fist and punched forward with one arm. It seemed that he hit a person, but also seemed to hit an iron wall. The touch of his fist was extremely cold and hard.
Feng Mu, who had been waiting in the darkness for a long time, took a hasty punch from Dark No. 1. His chest and ribs ached, and his rushing steps were stopped for a moment.
He let out a sinister grin and without hesitation, continued to push the ground and rush forward. At the same time, he flicked his fingertips and a piece of rotten meat hit the face of Dark No. 1.
"Give me your nose back to you." The voice from under the mask was indescribably eerie and cold.
Dark No. 1's heart skipped a beat, and he freed his hands to wipe his face. Sure enough, there was a piece of rotten flesh on the side of his face, and his nose was sunken with only two holes left.
"Who are you, and where is that little runt?"
Dark No. 1 was also a ruthless person. While he was stepping back to buy time for his eyes to recover, he opened his mouth and stuffed his fallen nose into his mouth and chewed and swallowed it.
Feng Mu's heart was slightly trembling, and his killing intent became stronger. He sneered: "Guess who is standing behind you?"
Dark No. 1 was terrified, digging his big toe into the ground, his cloth shoes were completely crushed and shredded into strips. He put all his weight on one foot, twisting his waist and tearing the air with his other foot. The five toes that pierced his shoes were black and purple.
There was nothing in the air. My toes, which had kicked sideways, hit the wall of the corridor, leaving several grooves on the dilapidated wall and cement debris falling down.
"No one?" Dark No. 1 regained his sight and was shocked. There was no one in front of him, only a dark corridor.
"No, there is really someone behind me now."
Dark No. 1 quickly retracted his head and neck, stood on one foot on the ground, kicked the wall with the other foot, fell forward in a weird posture, and pounced forward like a lame frog.
"Hey, you've been fooled!" The sarcastic laughter revealed undisguised malice.
Feng Mu took two quick steps without any particular footwork or movement. In this tight and narrow straight road, none of these would work, so he could only use the purest speed.
With a push of his foot, the sole of his shoe made a one-centimeter dent in the ground. Feng Mu was like a poisonous snake that shot out. His two fingers, shining with a dark luster, turned into fangs and bit towards the spine of Dark No. 1 on the back.
Dark No. 1 felt a numbness on his back and it was really hard to dodge, so he did a somersault forward and his heel stabbed forward fiercely like a scorpion's tail.
In a quick glance, he finally saw the ghost face clearly this time. It was a bone mask without any facial features covering a human face, and the bone mask and cheek were perfectly matched.
As a devout believer of the Corpse Cult, Dark No. 1 would not mistake the Skeleton Mask for a mask like others did. His first subconscious judgment was...
Bones growing out of the flesh, a corpse? ! ! "Could it be someone from the church? Why would they want to kill me?" Dark No. 1 was horrified and shouted without thinking.
Feng Mu's pupils shrank slightly, and he moved forward without dodging or avoiding, and hit the enemy's ribs directly in the chest.
Click.
Dark No. 1 saw in disbelief that the latter's clothes on his chest were torn, revealing a circle of bones on top, surrounding the jagged white bones.
The heel, which was unable to be retracted in time, crashed into it, violently breaking a bone, and then it was unable to stop, leaving bloody cuts on the ankle, just like being bitten by a carnivorous plant.
"Has the research on corpse transformation been successful?"
Dark No. 1 stared with his eyes wide open, with great shock and confusion making him lose consciousness for a moment.
Feng Mu seemed to have figured out something from Dark No. 1's astonished words, but he didn't care and would not explain it to the other party.
Isn't it the elegance of a villain to leave beautiful misunderstandings to the dead?
Taking advantage of the other party's distraction, Feng Mu grabbed him and grasped his ankle with his five fingers like iron clamps, but it felt like he was grasping tough cowhide.
Dark No. 1 felt the soles of his feet turn cold, and he quickly came to his senses. His calf muscles swelled, and the pulling force suddenly increased several times.
Feng Mu relied on the strong bones and brute force of [Level 2 Iron Eater], but he almost couldn't hold on and was dragged forward two steps. It can be seen that the force was fierce.
Feng Mu squatted deeply, standing still like a rooted tree. His five fingertips suddenly split open, and the cold finger bone hooks fiercely bit through his flesh.
The skin and flesh were firm, not like tofu, but more like a bunch of rubber tangled together. Ordinary [Crane Claw Technique] might not be able to penetrate it.
But with the multiplied power of the [Variant Version of Crane Claw], Dark No. 1's ankle was eventually pierced with five bloody holes, and his Achilles tendon and fascia were shattered by his finger bones.
As for the bones inside, Feng Mu scratched them and found that it was as hard as his bones, as if his finger hooks were rubbing against iron sheet.
Feng Mu didn't waste his energy. He flicked his wrist and used the Sixth Move of Crane Claw - Splitting Bones.
Dark No. 1's ankle was accidentally caught and he couldn't pull it out. He could only watch as the muscles of his entire right leg were cut into strands, revealing the white bones underneath.
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Dark No. 1 felt pain but did not utter a single scream. There was only a fierce light flashing in his eyes. He finally stopped worrying about who the masked man in front of him was.
Seeing that he couldn't pull his legs back, he simply let Feng Mu hold them. He was upside down at this moment, so he dug his hands into the ground, curled up his waist, and jumped up like a sit-up, and his chest almost collided with Feng Mu's ribs.
Dark No. 1 actually used his captured leg as a fulcrum and sat directly in Feng Mu's arms. He wrapped his arms around Feng Mu and punched his temples on both sides with his fists like cones.
It was a life-or-death fighting style. If he made a mistake, Dark No. 1 would be committing suicide. Even Feng Mu was terrified and exclaimed in his heart, "He is more ferocious than any enemy I have encountered before. He is totally on a different level."
It was like a flash of lightning, fierce and sharp.
By the time Feng Mu reacted, his brain was too late to issue any action commands.
Even through the mask, Feng Mu could hear the muffled sound of the air being squeezed, and even through the mask, Feng Mu seemed to be able to feel the dull pain coming from his temples.
Dark No. 1 was going to blow his brains out with one blow and break the mask at the same time, just to see whether the face underneath was a human or a zombie.
"The most important thing is that the tactics can be changed very quickly and fiercely."
Feng Mu sighed inwardly, he had already seized the initiative by relying on the advantage of terrain + sneak attack + deception, but he still felt like he was being forced into a corner.
"[Crane Claw] is still too monotonous. My shortcomings in technique are still obvious. Fortunately, I just gained 20,000 skill proficiency points. I have to find a way to make up for it as soon as possible when I go back."
Feng Mu's eyes were equally ferocious, and he didn't seem to be planning to change his tactics. His head remained motionless, and he only coldly spat out two words that Dark No. 1 didn't understand from between his teeth.
“Add some more!”
Dark No. 1: “???”
He had no idea what the strange "Evil Corpse" was saying before his death. What was this code, or was he trying to deceive him again? However, Dark No. 1 was not a fool, and he would not be fooled by words twice. He seemed to have seen the beautiful scene of the latter's skull exploding and red and white splashing everywhere... (End of this chapter)
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