1271: C1271 Acuteness

C1271 Acuteness

1"You're pretty lucky, since you've encountered a rank 2 blood demon." Without a trace, his figure flashed, and appeared ten meters away from Wu Han. Even with Tang Ao's powerful soul remembrance, he could barely catch a shadow that flashed in the air when moved his body. The fact that Shadowless was called Shadowless wasn't unreasonable! Although Formless Shadow's move was pretty, it was still useless in front of Wu Han.

"I wonder what kind of expression Old Man Zhu Jiu would have if he were to kill the foster son that Zhu Jiu doted on the most." After using the evil blood exercise, Wu Han's cultivation had only reached the peak of the Body Tempering Stage Level 8, but facing against the invisibility of the Peak of Body Tempering Stage Level 9, Wu Han didn't know what to say about fear. Through the silver mask on Wu Han's face, Tang Ao could even see the strong fighting spirit in his eyes.

Tang Ao was a little doubtful. No matter how he looked at it, Wu Han did not want to be a person who liked to fight. But when he faced Shadowless, for some reason, Wu Han's body suddenly released a monstrous fighting intent. Could it be that after using the evil blood exercise, a warrior's personality would change? If that was the case, this evil blood exercise was truly too terrifying.

"You seem very confident." Although Wu Han spoke rudely, but Shadowless did not get angry. Such a cold person shouldn't have such a good temper. However, at this moment, Shadowless' temper was surprisingly good, because when facing a dead person, Shadowless' mood usually wouldn't change. At the moment, in Shadowless's eyes, Wu Han was already a dead man. No matter who the person under the mask was, he was already a dead man.

Formless' life was saved by Zhu Jiu, so he did not allow anyone to slander Zhu Jiu. Furthermore, the one slandering Zhu Jiu was a Level Two Blood Demon, just like the one who had slaughtered his entire family, a Level Two Blood Demon. When things were different, he could only watch as the Blood Demon slaughtered his own family. But now, it was different. There had already been no less than 10 Blood Demons that had died at his hands. As for the rank 1 Blood Demon, because he had killed too many of them, he couldn't even remember how many of them he had killed.

"Self-confidence requires strength. My strength allows me to be confident!" After Wu Han finished this sentence, he was already the first to make his move. Wu Han's hands congealed, and two blood red short spears appeared in his hands. In the match between Wu Han and Tang Ao earlier, although Wu Han had used two short swords, Tang Ao could still see that the usage of the two short swords was a little awkward.

It was only until Wu Han took out two blood red short spears that Tang Ao realized that the short swords were not Wu Han's true weapons. Wu Han's true weapons were these two blood foggy short spears. The shape of these two short spears were extremely exquisite, and revealed a sense of death within their elegance. Wu Han shook his hands, causing the double gun to look like two sinister poisonous snakes as it attacked towards Shadowless.

In the face of Wu Han's attack, Shadowless also took out his own fighter. Although Formless Shadow's speed was extremely fast, Tang Ao could still clearly see that Formless Blade's weapon was a judge! The brush was three feet long and sharp. It was really hard for a cold person like Shadowless to imagine that his weapon was actually a judge's pen. Tang Ao didn't know whether or not he could think of it, but it was something that Tang Ao himself couldn't think of in the slightest.

But from Wu Han's calm gaze, Tang Ao could tell that he was not the least bit surprised about this indiscernible weapon. Without much of a test and without much of a word, after the two of them pulled out their weapons, a shocking collision immediately broke out. The sound of origin energy explosions could be heard as the origin energy in the air began to stir. The surrounding trees were all being forced into disarray.

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