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The rotten and tall body of the owner of the leather gloves suddenly tear through the darkness!

The ragged burqa was suffocated by the cold wind when the door was opened, and the fishnet-like hole was exposed with a pale skeleton! The highly rotten face and cheekbones were exposed, and only scattered flesh was hanging on the cheeks!

Skeleton Demon!

No matter how many horror movies you watch, it doesn’t have a huge impact on Wu Chen in this moment!

"The undead creature is releasing the dark energy field! It is judged to be hostile and irreconcilable! Fight, fight!" tt40 warned urgently.

Li Feng cut the surface, Wu Chen squatted suddenly, and the cold iron sword cut it against his scalp, squeezing the hair all over the sky!

Without any reaction, a long horse boot hit his lower abdomen.

"Wow" Wu Chen blew blood, flew backwards and hit the wall, fell heavily, and sat across the bed.

His legs could not support him, so he could only roll. The sparks around him suddenly rose, and the skeleton demon stabbed into the crack of the rock with a sword. The sheets were unable to leverage. Wu Chen's soles slipped, and he rolled and crawled and fled in a panic.

The sword was too strong and went deeper into the crack. The skeleton demon dragged it hard, but could not pull it out.

Wu Chen's trance gaze had just shook back, and the back of the skeleton who was pulling his sword with his hands and feet was suddenly filled with his eyes.

"Fight!" Wu Chen knew very well that the strength of the sword and kick just now was definitely not like its light white skeleton!

"The dark energy field can generate negative pressure, which is equivalent to anti-gravity. In other words, the sword has almost no weight in his hands." The communication between tt40 and Wu Chen is always completed in an instant, and the sound is still in his ears. Wu Chen has already bumped into it.

Bang!

It seemed as if it was hit by a meteorite, and the skeleton soldiers were split into pieces and turned into broken bones.

After shattering the skeleton soldier, Wu Chen hit the wall again, shattering large pieces of gravel.

The dungeon was obviously stronger than the skeleton frame, but fortunately it did not collapse. After a few sways, it gradually calmed down. Wu Chen breathed a sigh of relief, fearing that the mental power he released would crack the spiritual world of the fire-driver.

"Master! The dark energy field has not disappeared, they are still reuniting!"

Something was hitting his toes. Wu Chen looked down and saw the broken bones on the ground jumping like electricity, running towards the skull with scarlet eyes flashing!

"So you are hiding here!" He pulled out the iron sword that was loosened by him on the wall with his backhand. Wu Chen strode over the jumping bone and slashed it hard!

The phosphorus fire flew away, and the skull was chopped in half by a sword.

Dark energy that had lost its bondage gushed out, whistling up a whirlwind, instantly submerging Wu Chen.

"Warning! Dark energy invasion. Activate the defense mechanism and start to backfire..." The invisible battle was fiercely staged on the spiritual level. If you wanted to devour Wu Chen's dark energy, you were soon swallowed up by Wu Chen's powerful demigod mental power field.

"Inactivation is completed and antibodies are generated." The announcement of tt40 calmed down with the strong wind, and a new piece of information immediately emerged in front of him.

Dark Primros: Dark energy pathogens with certain infectiousness.

"tt40, can I resist the invasion of dark matter?"

"Yes, the master has generated 'spiritual antibodies'. As long as it is a dark energy similar to this, it can resist it."

Wu Chen nodded happily, "Not bad."

"It's more than that." tt40 hadn't finished speaking. Wu Chen's hand lightened, and the heavy iron sword lost its weight.

"Anti-gravity field." Wu Chen waved the iron sword and felt the surprises that tt40 brought him again and again.

"To be precise, it should be called the anti-spirit field."

"There are still some memory fragments." After devouring the dark energy field of the skeleton soldier, his incomplete memories were also sorted out by tt40 and stuffed them directly into Wu Chen's mind.

The lack of memories are all related to this castle.

Most of the scenes are about the castle mistress Avira. The perspectives are extremely vulgar. Obviously, this skeleton soldier was an employee hired by Avira during his lifetime, and his daily work was to play the role of a dungeon guard. When bad luck came, he unfortunately became the canine teeth of the immortal queen.

The last memory is the bloody execution scene. He was tied to the punishment rack. Several figures who couldn't see clearly were torturing him in different ways.

Maybe this is why he threw himself into the darkness.

Wu Chen even gained a few long sword moves. After all, in addition to being able to be picked by Avila, he did practice Western swordsmanship in addition to being "looked like" dungeon guards.

"He must be more than one guard in the dungeon. Let's go, we have to complete the exploration." The successful killing of the skeleton demon gave Wu Chen enough confidence. Speaking of which, in the face of the skeleton demon scene, there are too many familiar scenes in Wu Chen's memory.

No matter how hideous and terrifying the skeleton is, at least he knows clearly that he has the ability to kill it (don't forget, I stabbed the Emperor of the Universe to death!).

Holding the cold iron sword eroded by dark energy, Wu Chen walked out of the cell with caution.

Next, he revealed the meaning of exploration well. If you can enter all rooms, you will be able to turn them upside down. The locked prison door was also opened by him with the keys thrown by Avira. The items marked by TT40 were scattered and filled with the backpacks they gave when they came.

The collection is strange. Branches, eggs, scorpions, centipedes, spiders, beetles, and even a huge spider web!

There is no way, who told tt40 that they all felt the energy fluctuations?

When the sword was swung the sword and the last skeleton guard was absorbed by tt40, Wu Chen also gained the sixth sword move. As a demigod-level mental power expert, Wu Chen could even freeze these pictures and play them back one by one, absorbing the essence of swordsmanship.

What he needs to do is to keep dancing the sword, deepen the memory of the "muscles", accumulate proficiency, and narrow the gap between body and consciousness as much as possible.

"This is the last door." Before Wu Chen could reach out, the thick iron door had been pushed open by someone. The skeleton demon blocking the entrance was obviously taller, and he was wearing a different red robe than other guards.

"Guardian's Sword." Wu Chen gently read the inscription gradually lit up on the Seicho's Sword, and a golden key hanging around his neck.

"Hahaha..." Wu Chen became more and more serious, the highly rotten throat could make sounds.

The skeleton guard held the sword in both hands and slowly pressed the hilt below his waist. The sword body was slightly tilted upwards, and the tip of the sword shook Wu Chen's throat. He made a classic plowing gesture.

"Richard Nal's Old School, Macbeth."

"It's a swordsman." As soon as he made a move, tt40 knew he had met an expert: "Be careful of his left-hand sword!"

The function of the plow position gesture is to defend against the enemy's attack on the torso position, and can use a quick bottom-up spike to counterattack. It is especially suitable for confrontations in narrow spaces.

After shaking the hilt of the sword, Wu Chen gritted his teeth and rushed forward.

The Han Iron Sword pierced straight out and went straight to the middle.

Macbeth's magical eyes lit up suddenly, and he fought back with his lunge! The sword wiped with a flash of fire, squeezed away the iron sword, and headed straight to Wu Chen's throat!

At the critical moment, Wu Chen suddenly turned his wrist, the sword in his hand turned into an iron wire snake, pressed against the sword tightly, and then followed the situation and caused the sword to deviate from its route.

The sword body passed by, and the cold air immediately caused a layer of goose bumps.

Fellow with the God of Death!

"Wow, fight." Macbeth couldn't help but exclaim, the enemy's strength was obviously beyond expectations.

Blocking the long sword, Wu Chen twisted his body and rushed forward, and Han Iron Sword moved upward! Macbeth pulled back his arms, crossing the sword's chest, blocking Wu Chen's heavy blow.

Ding! With a violent sound, the huge force counterattacked, and his arms were out of control and trembled, leading Wu Chen to stagger back.

Instead of chasing, Macbeth retracted her body, raised her hands high in front of her forehead, stretched her sword straight forward, and the blade was parallel to the ground, making a bull-position gesture. The bull-position gesture can defend against chopping from top to bottom, and at the same time it can quickly attack with a sprint. Combined with Macbeth's tall body, it gave Wu Chen, who was already at a disadvantage, great pressure.

"Come again." Macbai remained motionless and gently pointed the blade tip from a high point.

Wu Chen was shorter than him, and he could not chop off his head unless he jumped to death. Making this starting gesture, Macbeth intended more to take advantage of the distance established by his arm and the sword to hit the first time when facing the stab. Moreover, the raised long sword also completely invalidated the attacks used during the battle.

This is not difficult to understand. Even the opponent's sword cannot be touched, so how can we talk about fighting?

"Master, I need me to remind you, can you use mental pulse?" tt40 kindly reminder.

"tt40, this is a duel of swordsmanship. Look at his slinging look. If you don't hit him out, I would rather lick Imelda's butt!" The courage honed by multiple plot worlds finally broke out at this moment. Wuwei was stinging the sharp blade in the distance, and Wu Chen rushed forward with his sword and collided with the enemy!

"Huh?" Macbeth stared at the iron sword that had been standing in front of Wu Chen's chest. Macbeth's tone showed solemnity for the first time. The erected sword was condensed but not released, and launched a fearless charge with the master, immersed in the swordsmanship, and received the gift of darkness. He clearly felt the change in Wu Chen's aura.

As he was about to crash into his arms, Macbeth finally took action!

The long sword hangs high and pierces out through the air!

The light covered with sword body could not keep up with the speed of the sword, and dragged it into a long tail, illuminating Macbeth's pale cheeks!

Facing the sharp blade, Wu Chen swung his arm, and the two swords in the air intersected horizontally and vertically, and the sharp blades cut to each other, sparking the sky!

Macbeth's long sword was obviously well-made, and Wu Chen's iron sword broke first. Macbeth flipped his hand and pressed it down, and the sharp blade slashed under the neck! At the critical moment, Wu Chen twisted his waist and suddenly spun out as a gyro! Following the trend of the sharp blade, his neck dripped across the sword like a hob, and rushed into Macbeth's arms first!

One inch shorter and one inch dangerous.

The iron sword that had been cut off half was treated as a dagger and stabbed violently!

Macbeth, who holds the long sword, can fight back only!

Losing the advantage of distance, the long sword became a burden to him. Wu Chen did not use his own spiritual skills, but just stabbed him hard with the short sword in his hand.

Macbeth waved the hilt of the sword and blocked it while retreating. Finally, he pulled the distance away and kicked it out!

Wu Chen flew up to the iron boots, and pierced the broken sword in his chest!

Almost without a doubt, Wu Chen was kicked away. However, Macbeth froze all over and stared at his chest in a daze.

I saw that the left chest that was supposed to be beating in my heart was penetrated by a broken sword, stuck between the front and back ribs, only revealing the hilt of the sword.
Chapter completed!