Chapter 69 The Powerful Effect of Sharingan
The enemy's vampire magic was very strong, leaving almost no room for everyone to dodge.
Even Fang Bo could only let the shikigami go up, but for the Samsara who specializes in agility, the attack in front of him is definitely not a dilemma.
Turning over to dodge and then sliding sharply, the man avoided the attack in a very tricky way.
Then with a flick of his wrist, a shuriken shot out instantly, even faster than the dragoon's bullet.
The waning moon had no time to dodge, and a large amount of blood spattered from its neck again.
The basic throw is LV10, which is why Daeron is so strong.
He raised the seemingly useless basic skills to an astonishing level, and the result was like this, causing the powerful Xiexian team to be damaged twice in a row.
The man's performance was very strong, but what really caught Fang Bo's attention was not the shuriken throw, but the scarlet in the opponent's eyes.
"This is..." He recognized the ability possessed by the other party.
In the scarlet pupils, two black magatama were spinning constantly. What this reincarnation possessed was a pair of sharingan eyes.
"No wonder he can see through the flaws in the vampire technique." Fang Bo rescued the shikigami and prepared to appreciate this person's next performance.
The Sharingan has powerful dynamic vision and can even observe the specific direction of energy, thereby determining the enemy's next attack method.
If I had to describe it, it was as if the movements in my eyes had slowed down, and I would have more time to think about countermeasures when facing the enemy's attacks.
"He can't do it alone." The honest man Ali untied the puppet, and then ran over to support the opponent.
Seeing this, Fang Bo sighed helplessly, and controlled the headless puppet to rush forward.
He didn't take action just now. He mainly wanted to observe the fighting style of the reincarnator.
It's not out of malice, it's just a habitual temptation. Unfortunately, this Mr. Conjurer obviously doesn't think so.
By the time the headless doll rushed forward, the two men had already started a fierce battle with the enemy.
Just like Ali described, the waning moon, which can control silk threads, does not allow outsiders to get close at all, and fills the entire area with silk threads from more than ten meters away.
If you want to push forward, you can only clean up those threads bit by bit.
At this time, Fang Bo suddenly discovered something. The headless doll's cleaning speed was far worse than the two guys who were approaching the battle route.
At first he thought it was a gap in attributes, but after a little observation, he finally realized that it turned out that he, the controller, was not proficient enough in his "skills".
Fang Bo himself didn't know much about melee combat skills, and he had only just learned basic level one melee combat.
To put it bluntly, regardless of the influence of attributes and psychological factors, he may not be able to compete with those ruffians even with his fists.
How can such a crude technology allow a headless doll that is approaching the combat route to exert its full combat power?
If he wants to change this, Fang Bo needs to improve his basic skills. It doesn't need to be too much. Just five or six levels of basic melee combat is enough.
When the time comes, he will be able to perfectly display the fighting ability of the headless doll.
"It seems that this puppet master is not easy to be a puppeteer either."
Control the puppet to set up the arm blade and try your best to help the other two people resist the attack. Let them do the main attack task.
"Hey." The man with the Sharingan said suddenly while resisting the entanglement of the thread: "Can you still use that skill just now?"
"Uh, no problem."
"Okay, I'll give you a chance."
As soon as he finished speaking, the man rushed forward desperately regardless of the danger, letting the sharp threads cut holes in his body.
As the saying goes, there must be a monster when something goes wrong. He must have done this for some purpose.
If it were Fang Bo in the distance, he would rather turn around and run away than give the other party a chance to get close to him, but the waning moon still looked confident.
"A boring struggle." Tired face was full of sarcasm.
He does not have very good offensive means, but isn't it true that the enemy can't do anything to him?
"Lei", who has unlimited physical strength, can continue to use it up, but the few humans in front of him will soon be exhausted.
This is due to the differences in species. In his view, humans are a group of weak races that should have been eliminated long ago, and the Wuxian master should be the master of the world.
Looking at the enemy who was desperately trying to get closer to him, he stared at him coldly, and couldn't help but murmur softly: "Since you want to die, then I will be the first to fulfill your wish."
Inadvertently, he made contact with the man's eyes, and even he couldn't help but frown due to that ominous light.
The next second, everything around him changed.
Wearing a white suit, Onibutsuji Muzan appeared out of thin air, his eyes filled with disappointment for him.
"Tired, I'm so disappointed."
The waning moon, whose face was full of defiance just now, fell to his knees with a plop, his body swaying constantly, and his forehead pressed tightly to the ground.
"Master Wuhan, please listen to my explanation."
The waning moon was about to say something when she suddenly realized something was wrong with the situation.
Because that familiar aura did not appear on Wu Mei's body.
As the King of Ghosts, Muzan has the privilege of killing and plundering the Twelve Ghosts, and can erase them all with just one thought.
Every time I see the other person, I feel a kind of trembling from the bottom of my heart, but this time the situation is completely different.
Recalling the scene just now, he finally realized that he was probably suffering some kind of mental attack from the enemy.
"That's unreasonable!"
He was completely angry.
In Twelve Ghost Moon's hearts, Wuhan is like God in the eyes of Christians, so sacred and inviolable.
The enemy's current actions undoubtedly tainted the faith in his heart. If he didn't kill these humans today, he would have no face to see Lord Wuhan in the future.
"You are all going to die here today."
Vampire magic·carved line rotation!
The red blood spread onto the silk threads. This was the hardest attack. Lei weaved them into a swirling cocoon and pushed them forward not far away in an instant.
What a bullshit illusion, let me destroy it!
As the waning moon exerts its power, the Sharingan genjutsu disappears immediately.
However, he still underestimated the power of those eyes.
Although the illusion was broken, in reality he was not able to use the bleeding ghost technique. Instead, loopholes appeared in the originally tight silk defense circle.
The guy with the disgusting aura all over his body was pointing two coins at himself.
"Go and die in peace!"
The two broke away from the fusion state, and the mutually contradictory energy burst out with bright light in an instant, and a bloody hole exploded in the enemy's neck the next second.
After suffering such a heavy blow, this subordinate was not dead yet.
At the critical moment, a small spider built with energy passed through the defense circle and hit the enemy's chest solidly.
Chaotic energy rushed straight into his mind, and Tiei, who was about to fight back, couldn't control his body for a moment.
Seeing that the enemy was in an abnormal state, the Sharingan young man took out two shurikens, one black and one blue.
First, he threw the black one and let it draw a huge arc in the air, avoiding the pile of silk defense circles in front.
Then the second blue shuriken was thrown, and it hit the previous one first, then changed direction and hit the enemy's neck from behind.
boom!
A huge explosion occurred, and the already weakened Last Quarter Moon could no longer withstand such a heavy blow, and her head and body were immediately separated.
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