FVN Chapter 3892 Masochist?
Chapter 3892 Masochist?
chapter 3892 masochist?
“ji wuming!”
xia chen and guo ran cried out furiously. their worst fears had become reality—the fearsome assassin, ji wuming, had finished his merger.
before this, ji wuming already had high talent in controlling spacetime. so, now that his supreme blood and supreme bone had merged, his assassination arts were unstoppable.
even xia chen’s formation had lost effect against him. he had managed to slip through them and get close to long chen without any of them being aware of it.
fortunately, yue zifeng was here. otherwise, if they allowed ji wuming to get to long chen, the consequences would be too terrible to imagine.
when yue zifeng’s sword stopped ji wuming, ji wuming sneered, his body slowly fading. like a drop of water falling into the sea, not a trace of him could be found.
yue zifeng’s expression changed ever so slightly. when ji wuming vanished, even his sword dao failed to lock onto him. he could no longer track ji wuming.
“protect boss!” shouted xia chen. the dragonblood warriors retreated, holding a tighter encirclement around long chen. they didn’t know if being this close would interfere with his absorption of the dragon runes, but there were no other solutions. long chen’s safety was more important.
ji wuming’s voice began to ring out, coming from every direction.
“interesting. so what? if i aim to kill long chen, you can protect him, but if i aim to kill someone else...”
suddenly, yue zifeng vanished again, his sword piercing toward the void and at a figure that appeared for only a flash.
this time, ji wuming wasn’t aiming for long chen but a dragonblood warrior. as for that dragonblood warrior, he didn’t even sense anything. ji wuming’s ghost-like movement art was chilling.
“idiot! if you have guts, come out and fight!” shouted guo ran furiously.
“only an idiot would say something so idiotic. my goal isn’t to be number one. i only want that dragon scale. hehe, as long as i kill long chen, all the energy that he absorbed will be released. all his efforts will have been for nothing. i want to know, how much power does an already injured sword cultivator have to be able to stop me? you should know that the initiative is in my grasp. as for you, you are forced to defend passively. you’re using up far more energy than me. how many of my attacks can you block? i can fail countless times, but if you fail once, it means that one of you will be slain...”
yue zifeng once more attacked, accurately blocking ji wuming’s next attack. the two of them were so fast that others only saw sparks fly. they didn’t even get a glimpse of ji wuming this time.
people looked at yue zifeng in shock. sword cultivators were said to be the bane of assassins. assassins could accurately kill their targets in one blow without them even being aware of it, but sword cultivators were the only exception.
gu yang suddenly took a step back, pulling the spear out. after that, he pointed at his own chest, indicating for long qinian to keep stabbing him.
“are you a masochist? you know you can’t sue me, right?” long qinian was dumbfounded. he had never witnessed someone so crazy.
“if you don’t come, let me.” without hesitation, gu yang fearlessly moved forward and allowed the spear to stab into his chest. more blood then gushed out of the wound.
everyone just stared, thinking that he had gone insane.
boom!
suddenly, an explosion shook this world, causing everyone’s heart to tighten. it felt like someone had just viciously squeezed their insides.
“hehehe, finally it’s enough!”
gu yang looked at the spear inside of his chest and laughed sinisterly. as the runes in his eyes weaved together, they were no longer the eyes of a human, but those of a fiend.
boom!
the next moment, another explosion erupted and countless heavenly geniuses coughed up blood. they didn’t even know what they were injured by. people only looked around in terror, not knowing what was going on.
the spear in gu yang’s body shook, almost forced out of his body. at the same time, long qinian’s palms met with an intense backlash. he almost lost hold of his dragon spear.
gu yang’s strange eyes were staring at him, making his hair stand on end. for some reason, an intense sensation of terror climbed within him.
“what... what kind of monster are you...?!” shouted long qinian.
boom!
as another explosion erupted, long qinian grunted and was blown back along with his spear. the sheer impact caused his feet to dig into the void, leaving behind a trail of smoke as he fought to regain his balance and stabilize himself.
when the spear was forced out of gu yang’s body, people could finally see the bloody hole in his chest. they then saw the source of that explosive sound—his heartbeat!
“finally, success. wrath of ten thousand dragons dyes the world! ten thousand dragon armor!”
gu yang roared, his voice piercing the clouds and splitting rocks. as the ten thousand dragons in his manifestation roared, the sky changed color.