Dimensional Eroders

Chapter 114 Useless! poor and weak! Faster! waste! ...to ashes!

Just when Dior yelled at Bailang full of confidence, his voice stopped abruptly, and there was a crisp sound from his neck, as if someone broke a piece of Kang Shuaibo bread.

His head was violently shifted to the left, his neck was broken by external force, the extent was exaggerated, his cheeks were uncomfortably attached to his shoulders, and his eyes were bulging. The handsome face also looked hideous and strange.

Immediately afterwards, Dior's neck began to heal itself, making a 'click' sound of joint correction. He regained his breath, but his eyes were horrified, and he suddenly recalled that day when the Joestar family was about to succeed, killing Jonathan and wearing a stone ghost mask to reach the peak, but was attacked by an invisible force, and he failed and was imprisoned.

Before the thoughts in his head were finished, the severe pain hit from behind again. Without any signs, there was severe pain from the fracture of the spine, the back was suddenly sunken, and it became an obtuse angle like origami, and a mouthful of blood spurted out when he opened his mouth.

"Cough cough cough..."

Dior knelt on the ground in embarrassment, raised his hands to support his neck, returned to his position, looked at Bailang nervously, his thoughts gradually became clear, he connected everything together, and realized:

"It's you! You did all this! What is that? What is attacking me!"

In Wagen's eyes, Dior was like a madman. One second he was full of complacency and arrogance, and the next moment he panicked, breaking his own neck and vomiting blood inexplicably, completely unable to understand what happened?

Bailang sneered and said, "This is a substitute attack!"

"Stand-in? What's that?"

Dior seems to be asking questions curiously, but in fact diverts Bailang's attention. The broken spine has healed quickly. At this moment, when he kicks out, the ground explodes, and when the strong wind spreads, a person has appeared in front of Bailang. As a blade, it pierced towards the white waves like lightning, rubbing against the air and making a screaming sound.

"Black Bramble!"

In the continuous high-intensity battles, Bailang realized a truth, that is, even if he aspires to take the "blood beef shield" route, it doesn't mean he has to be like a tank, no matter what the situation is, he will fight head-to-head and fight against the sky... Obviously there is a 'maximum', so the less effort the better. It's like having a 'black ghost' at this moment, why not use it?

So far, there is only Dior's last enemy left. There is no need to reserve any spare power, so Bailang injected all the IBM particles into the black thorns, keeping it at the peak limit, and it was all done in one battle!

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Dior's movements are fast, and the black thorn reacts faster.

Its data is three times that of Bailang's stamina, it can use 'thorns to retaliate', and it can even load 'ripple' battery life. The only disadvantage is that the duration is short.

Now under the full force, the black thorns are like a phantom, surpassing Dior in an instant, one hand suddenly blocked in front of Bailang, firmly grasping Dior, stabbing the knife in his hand, and intercepting him. The icy cold air is ineffective against the unconscious black thorns.

The sharp claws that were waving extremely fast were forced to stop by a huge force less than three centimeters from his forehead, and the strong wind blew against Bailang's face, but he remained motionless, not even blinking his eyes.

In the next second, a small whirlwind suddenly rolled up in the transparent air.

At this moment, Dio opened his eyes angrily, his heart was full of depression and unwillingness, and under the agitation of his spirit, he saw a hazy whip leg in the air, swirling the wind and kicking towards him!

"I saw!"

boom!

Although he clearly saw the black thorn whip, but he was powerless and didn't have time to return to defend and resist.

Too fast, the black thorns bursting out of overload are worthy of the IBM particles it crazily burned. Dio moved his arms with difficulty, trying to bend his knees to resist, but the thorns still took the first step, and kicked heavily in the lower abdomen, and the impact exploded instantly, causing a big crater in Dio's abdomen, and shot out ferociously.

During the inverted flight, Dio tried his best to consume the life essence stored in his body to quickly repair the injury. Twisting his body in the air, he stepped on the ground behind him with one leg, restraining the inertia of flying backwards, then lowered his body, inserted his hands into the stone floor, plowed out three long marks, and stopped his retreat.

The moment he relaxed, the vague black figure gradually disappeared again.

Ordinary people other than demihumans would only see black ghosts when their spirits were extremely tense and their emotions were agitated. But this situation does not last long, and once the tense nerves slow down, it will disappear again.

Relying on the sudden spying, Dior's figure suddenly changed, he charged at a high speed, and then turned his body back at an acute angle to the ground, bypassing the black thorns, and went straight to the white waves, desperately burning the vitality in his blood, trying to get ahead of the black thorns Kill Bailang.

"One gear!"

Although Bailang uses the 'substitute attack', he is not a weak person hiding behind the black thorns, and he is also fearless when he is tough on the front. With a swollen figure, knotted muscles, and iron-blue arms, he punched Dio brazenly, like a cannonball that came out of his chest!

boom!

There was no fancy collision, Bailang's iron arm only trembled once.

Compared with the 'previous life', in this life, Brother Lang's 'horizontal training' has been upgraded to Lv4, and his iron body +2 defense is even more ferocious. With just a slight sway, he took Dio's sure-kill blow.

Dior obviously couldn't accept this cruel reality, he swung his arms left and right and shot at random, waving countless fist marks in the air: "Ola Ola Ola Ola Ola..."

Bailang: "No pack, no pack, no pack, no pack, no pack..."

Relying on his terrifying perception, Bailang also waved a pair of iron fists, accurately intercepting every attack of Dior.

Boom boom boom boom boom boom...

There was a continuous and dull crashing sound in the air. The wind swelled around the two of them, and the white waves crazily squeezed the ripples in their bodies as fuel to strengthen their bodies. Dior is suppressed, and the advantage is becoming more and more obvious.

"Ola! Euler! Euler! Euler! Euler..." Dio yelled impotently as he stepped back.

"Useless! Useless! Useless! Useless! Useless... Increase your strength!" Bai Lang shouted with a ferocious smile on his lips and widened his eyes.

Dio's face changed wildly. Looking at the Shura demon with livid skin and bursting veins on his forehead, fear arose in his heart, and he couldn't accept the cruel fact that he was being suppressed head-on.

"Ah ah ah ah ah ah! I am not reconciled! Ola Ola o..."

"Poor and weak! Poor and weak! Poor and weak! Poor and weak! Poor and weak...!"

"Faster! Faster! Faster! Faster! Faster...!"

"Trash! Trash! Trash! Trash! Trash...!"

Bailang stopped the black thorns, and used his strength to frantically crush and beat him from the front. The beating made Dior's face full of madness, his face was unpredictable, and he was about to go crazy.

"Dior, are you a woman? Compared to Juggernaut's terrifying slash, your attack is as funny as a woman dancing a ballroom dance! Break!"

Compared with those experienced knights who have been fighting for a long time, although Dior's physical fitness is more terrifying, he is less threatening. Before he became a vampire, he was just an ordinary rich man, and Bailang's slings and fights were so fun.

Especially at this moment, after being overwhelmed by his aura, Dior became weaker and weaker.

The moment the other party's mind loosened, Bai Lang hit Dio's face with a 'big ripple pendulum', and the ripples burst and passed like electric current, leaving ferocious burn marks on his face.

"ah!"

With a cry of pain, Dio covered his cheeks and retreated quickly, his expression almost collapsed: "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh, you ruined my perfect face?!"

"That's right, this is the 'White Frog Pee Dirty Ripple Sprint' I developed specially for you!" Bailang not only beat him, but also humiliated him verbally, causing Dio's spirit to collapse.

Black Thorn followed up again, and the two sides surrounded each other. Dio tried his best to resist, but was drowned in an instant.

Bailang attacked head-on, the ripples were strong and domineering, and at the same time superimposed the thorns enchantment. Every time they collided, they left countless needles and blood holes on Dio's body, and the pain penetrated into the bone marrow.

And the black thorns turned into a 'wolf shape', moving around like lightning, attacking in a 360° circle without dead ends, and targeting every vital point. In just one round of head-on confrontation, Dio was wounded all over his body, and the ripples penetrated into the flesh and blood, burning sizzlingly.

Suddenly, the black thorn kicked Dio over with a sweep of his legs, and Bailang caught up with him, kicking him into the sky with a martial arts ascending dragon kick. At this time, Dio was powerless to resist, and was being beaten in all directions...

Really - hang up and fight!

The next moment, the white waves and the black thorns stood side by side, perfectly cooperating with each other, stuck directly under Dior, and punched the air in a tacit staggered way. His body was stiff and suspended in the air.

The four arms turned into afterimages, spurting countless ripple shells visible to the naked eye. Under the burning ripples, Dior's body continued to be wiped out. In the end, even the screams disappeared, leaving only a small remnant of the head connected to the neck, which fell to the ground. Do not rest in peace.

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