Chapter 189 Vest and Vest

Feeling the gaze from Chen Ling's mask, Jian Changsheng's heart trembled slightly. This gaze gave him an inexplicably familiar sense of oppression...

But Jian Changsheng quickly suppressed the strangeness in his heart, grasped the blood-stained dagger, and slashed it hard. Dozens of blood drops flew towards Chen Ling again!

Dang-dang-dang! !

The continuous collisions between the knives and swords made dense sounds. Jian Changsheng relied on the terrifying mobility brought by [Dripping Blood Tower] to suppress Chen Ling. His figure was like a bloody ghost, appearing and disappearing. On the battlefield with countless blood splashing, it was difficult to judge from which direction the next knife would come.

"It turns out to be just a first-level." Jian Changsheng's mouth corners under the bandage rose slightly, "Without [Dripping Blood Tower], you can't beat me."

On the same path, the higher the rank, the more skills you have. For battles below the fourth rank, the number of skills can almost determine the outcome of the battle. And this figure wearing a black mask has not used [Dripping Blood Tower] until now, so he must be a first-level.

Chen Ling narrowed his eyes slightly. Although he was fighting and retreating at the same time, his steps were not chaotic at all. He quickly retreated to the wilderness outside the crematorium.

"Really?" Chen Ling said lightly.

His fingertips quickly hooked a branch on the ground and broke it in half from the center. At the same time, the blood-stained dagger stabbed his chest again at an astonishing speed!

Snap!

Jian Changsheng only felt a flash in front of his eyes, and the dagger in his hand instantly turned into half a branch, stabbing Chen Ling's hard chest, and broke into several pieces directly from the middle.

At the same time, the remaining half of the branch in Chen Ling's hand turned into the dagger and was tightly grasped in his hand.

Jian Changsheng was stunned.

"Now, can you still dodge?"

The next moment, a cold light flashed like a crescent moon, and the sharp blade cut Jian Changsheng's throat, as if to behead him directly!

Without the short sword, Jian Changsheng could not rely on the blood drops from the shock to change his position during the battle. Fortunately, Jian Changsheng reacted quickly and leaned back a little in time, thus avoiding the fate of being killed instantly.

Even so, the scarlet blood could not stop pouring out from the broken blood vessels, and a large pool of blood was instantly stained on the ground.

But Chen Ling's offensive did not stop there. After a slash, his body slightly arched, and a constant stream of power gathered from the wounds all over his body. A whistling side kick broke through the air with a sharp explosion, and hit Jian Changsheng's chest heavily!

Jian Changsheng's chest collapsed instantly as if hit by a meteorite. The whole person flew backwards for more than ten meters, and after breaking several tree trunks in succession, he fell in a cloud of flying dust.

Chen Ling wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, holding the knife in one hand and the sword in the other, and walked slowly in that direction.

Previously, Jian Changsheng suppressed him for a long time with his perverted [Blood-Dropping Sword]. Chen Ling finally found an opportunity to counterattack with [Scarlet Trick], and this counterattack was enough to turn the tide of the battle... The beheading knife and the powerful kick were too much for even a third-level warrior to withstand.

However, things were still somewhat beyond Chen Ling's expectations.

When he saw a figure covered in blood struggling to stand up from a pool of blood, Chen Ling's face under the mask was a little ugly.

Tsk... Really hard to kill.

The last time Chen Ling felt it was hard to kill was the Jian Changsheng he met in the Bingdao Ancient Collection... And the one in front of him seemed to be even harder to kill than Jian Changsheng at that time.

And Jian Changsheng was also a little confused at this moment.

Chen Ling's replacement trick just now has not yet made him recover. He doesn't understand. Obviously, they are both [Ashura] paths, why does Chen Ling have such a strange skill? Is his [Ashura] fake, or is the other party's [Ashura] fake?

Speaking of which, he had also met an opponent with very chaotic and evil skills before... At this moment, Jian Changsheng, who claimed to be a genius, once again recalled the fear of being dominated by Chen Ling.

Jian Changsheng shook his head and put these fears behind him for the time being. He was already in a state of near death. It was the time when [Blood Robe] could be used to the extreme. If he dragged it on, he might really die here!

Jian Changsheng took a deep breath and stepped hard in the pool of blood, and blood flowers flew up!

In the dim forest, Chen Ling suddenly felt the continuous fist wind coming from all around. This time he did not choose to fight hard, but relied on the terrifying insight of [Secret Eye] to dodge Jian Changsheng's attack frantically.

Although both of them had [Blood Robe], Jian Changsheng was now more seriously injured. Whether it was speed or strength, he was much faster than Chen Ling. If he was touched by that fist, Chen Ling would probably be beaten into a state of near death... But Chen Ling did not want to risk his life here.

Chen Ling narrowed his eyes slightly, and as he was about to be cornered by the fist, he clapped his hands lightly in front of his chest.

As the crisp applause sounded, Chen Ling in Jian Changsheng's eyes suddenly turned into a red butterfly flying all over the sky, floating in the wind of his waving fist... Jian Changsheng's pounce was empty, and he was looking around blankly when a sharp pain came from his cheek!

At some point, Chen Ling had flashed to his side like a ghost, and the short knife cut his cheek, and at the same time cut off the bandage wrapped around his face, and pieces of bloody fragments fell to the ground...

Jian Changsheng was startled, and then anger and cruelty appeared in his eyes. He did not choose to cover his face, but grabbed Chen Ling's black mask with his backhand!

Snap!

Even though Chen Ling had tried his best to retreat, the sharp fist wind still shattered the mask, and both faces were exposed in the dim moonlight at the same time, and retreated one after another.

The moment he saw Jian Changsheng's face clearly, Chen Ling was stunned.

Chen Ling certainly recognized that face, but Jian Changsheng should have died in the Bingdao Ancient Treasure... At that time, he used the [Tribunal] to directly annihilate the other party's heart, and then specially confirmed that there was no breath of life. The person was already hard, how could he still be alive and standing here now?

Chen Ling was extremely shocked, but at the same time, the doubts that had troubled him for a long time were also solved... No wonder his identity was exposed so quickly at that time, it turned out that there was a fish that slipped through the net and ran back to Aurora City.

On the other hand, Jian Changsheng breathed a sigh of relief when he saw the new face of "Lin Yan"...

Fortunately, the person behind the mask was not the red-dressed Chen Ling.

When he was fighting with this mysterious man just now, the pressure from the other party made him feel inexplicably familiar... He even really thought that the person in front of him might be Chen Ling wearing a mask. After all, in his cognition, only that weird guy could have so many strange skills.

But now it seems that he was overthinking.

Jian Changsheng, who had already taken off his vest, how could he have thought that under the other party's seemingly thin mask, there was actually a disguised vest?

Seeing that Chen Ling was still about to continue to attack, Jian Changsheng suddenly spoke,

"Wait!"