Chapter 82                                                             �

After the four black slaves were blown into pieces by Sulas, several living dead people were screaming around, but Sulas was not affected at all, staring at everything in front of him with a playful look.

He stared coldly at the man in black in front of him, his eyes filled with murderous intent that had never been seen before.

"Sir, help me," panic immediately emerged on the high priest's face.

He had already hid behind the man in black, and the high priest himself probably did not expect that he would be so vulnerable in front of Sulas.

The wind blew gently, rustling the earth under Sulas' feet, and the sand was undulating back and forth on the ground, feeling quite deserted.

The strong smell of corpse penetrated into my nostrils with the blowing wind.

These living dead people are all dead, but they are still fine during the day and only die for one day at most. They can actually have such a strong corpse smell, which is unrelated to the high priest.

"High Priest, you go back first and take your living dead and go back to work. I will help you with these dying people." The man in black was extremely confident in his tone. Of course, these people included Suras and Qin Wuyang.

I also know that this confidence is also arrogance, which comes from the strength of this man in black!

"Okay" the high priest wiped the sweat beads on his forehead, looked at Sulas in horror, and slowly retreated.

Sulas sneered: "Old friend, you really made a fool of yourself!"

"Huhuhuhuhu" The man in black shook his figure and floated backwards in the air.

His figure flashed, and the next moment, it had already floated in the air, dozens of meters away!

"Bang bang" The man in black shone with silver light in his hand, and suddenly a chain pulled out of his cloak and began to sway.

The chains made a harsh sound in the air, just like the sound of a hurricane before it landed on 6, and the sound made people feel chilled.

Although I was far away from him, I could barely see the iron chain in the man in black. On the outside of the chain, there were sharp barbs, and the barbs were exposed. It was obvious that as long as they were scratched by the barb, they would either die or be injured.

"Old Su, are you sure?" The man in black must have known Suras' strength, but he is still so confident. He must be sure to defeat Suras, right?

On the other hand, Sulas was injured last time but was tortured a little badly. Can he be the opponent of this man in black?

I felt a little worried about Sulas.

"Haha, Zhang Lang, in your eyes, I am not even as good as a cat or a dog?"

Sulas' eyes were condensed, staring at the movements of the man in black, ready to act as a hunter at any time, giving the man in black a fatal blow to the man in black in front of him.

Damn, I am definitely not as good as this man in black. You said he is a cat and a dog, don’t you say I am not as good as a cat and a dog?

I was speechless for a moment, as if my worries might be redundant.

The wind was whistling, and the sand was raging in the open space.

The figure of the high priest disappeared at any time. I think Sulas's purpose today should not be the high priest!

On both sides of the open space, there were a bunch of living dead people with dispersed eyes and liquid flowing from the corners of their mouths. They seemed to have a sense of fear in the dark. The living dead people only dared to wander outside the open space of Sulas and the man in black, but there was no living dead person who dared to break into the core area of ​​the battle between Sulas and the man in black.

"Come on, have a good fight!" Suddenly, the man in black suddenly glared, his toes swelled up, and his body was like a tiger going down the mountain, rushing towards Sulas.

Sulas stroked his feet and rushed towards the man in black at the same time.

The moment Sulas rushed out, Qin Wuyang just hummed softly, and he practiced the white light in his hand and threw something to Sulas.

Sulas raised his hand and took it, and a short knife was already in his hand.

In Sulas's hand, the short knife was creaking by him, which was enough to show how much Sulas attached to this battle.

"Swoosh."

The man in black swung the chain suddenly, and the chain whizzed past Suras' head.

Sulas gently swung his knife, and a clang sounded. Sulas's body was like a willow leaf, ejecting seven or eight meters to the left.

While Sulas ejected, his arm gently supported the ground. Suddenly, his arm bounced back like a spring.

Sulas roared, and the knife was shining with a cold light in the night light.

A cold sword light slashed directly at the upper body of the man in black.

The man in black obviously did not expect that Sulas' counterattack would be so rapid. He hurriedly put the chains on the chains and blocked Sulas' powerful attacks.

"snort!"

A cold sneer appeared at the corner of Sulas's mouth. Under the night, the man in black saw a deep look of contempt flashing in Sulas's eyes.

Sulas gently tweaked his wrist, and suddenly, the short knife handle seemed to have been alive, and he suddenly turned around the chain.

"Puchi." The sharpness of the short knife cut open the shoulders of the man in black. In an instant, the shoulders of the man in black suddenly burst into pieces, and blood seemed to be a fountain that could not be stopped, and suddenly surged out.

A look of pain appeared on the man in black, but he did not dare to hesitate at all. As long as he was distracted, he would definitely be killed by Sulas on the spot.

The man in black endured the pain and swung the chains on his hand with all his strength.

The chain's head flew towards Sulas's chest.

Sulas poked the ground lightly under his feet, and suddenly, his body flew backwards.

The degree of the chain was almost exactly the same as that of Sulas, and when the chain reached its end, Sulas also stopped.

"Come here!" Sulas's hand suddenly pulled a part of the chain without a sharp blade. In an instant, the man in black had an inertia unbalanced and rushed towards Sulas' position.

"Bang." Sulas's foot kicked the man in black in the chest, and suddenly, a crisp sound rang out.

It seemed that it was the sound of the sternum being kicked to pieces.

The body of the man in black fell out like a kite with a broken string.

The man in black fell more than ten meters away before he landed on the ground.

"Puchi." The man in black stood up with difficulty, his mask fell off and a mouthful of blood was spewed out. The blow just now caused him to be seriously injured. It was already very good to be able to stand up.

"Ho huh huh"

The originally quiet group of dead people suddenly seemed to smell the fishy cat. They pulled their throats and made terrifying sounds, as if cheering for the man in black.
Chapter completed!