After dying a hundred thousand times, I become a god in a strange world

"This is impossible! Such a powerful and strange power can be erupted. This is beyond what a first-level spiritual master can bear! When this strange power enters his body, he should be transformed into a monster immediately. Why hasn't he? distortion!?"

At this time, Fang Xiu moved.

He swung the scalpel suddenly, and cut off the top of the silver spike with one sharp stroke. For a moment, the silver hair was scattered on the ground.

One stab after another.

Swish swish!

He kept slashing, and looking at his posture, he seemed to be cutting off the entire silver spike inch by inch, just like a chef slicing potatoes.

Wang Erni seemed to be enraged. She kept waving the silver spikes and attacking Fang Xiu from all directions, but all she got was that her hair got shorter and shorter.

Dangdang Dangdang!

The sound of the scalpel colliding with the silver hair became more intense.

"Too weak! Too weak! Why can't you give me more pleasure!"

A distorted and suppressed voice came from Fang Xiu's mouth. At this time, his face had already been shrouded in black energy and looked extremely distorted. Only one blood pupil was emitting a scarlet luster. It was not weird, but more than weird.

He swung the knife faster and faster, almost approaching Wang Erni.

"Steel slave, kill him quickly!"

At this time, the strong man on the side roared and rushed towards Fang Xiu like a tiger.

Fang Xiu's speed was too fast before. As a human shield player, he couldn't catch up. Now Fang Xiu's speed has slowed down because he kept cutting off his silver hair. This is the opportunity.

However, just as Gang Slave rushed to Fang Xiu's side, he raised his right fist high like a heavy hammer, trying to hit him until his skull cracked.

Unexpectedly, Fang Xiu didn't even look at him.

Swish!

A silver light flashed.

A line of blood suddenly appeared on the steel slave's neck.

Then, his eyes widened with anger, veins popped out, and his whole body twitched, as if he had suffered great pain, and he fell straight down.

"It seems like something came over just now?" Fang Xiu in the black smoke asked doubtfully, and then continued to cut his hair.

Seeing this scene, Wang Yanran's eyes almost fell out of shock.

Only she knows that Steel Slave is a spiritual master of her puppet. His spirituality is lit up by 15.00%. His ability is Steel Skin, which makes his skin as hard as steel. Normal and weird attacks on his body cannot break his defense.

Because of this ability, the steel slave's defense, vitality and strength are extremely amazing.

Back then, she, Wang Yanran, had been beaten a lot because of the puppet Steel Slave.

But now I didn't expect that when facing Fang Xiu, he didn't even look at him. He just waved his hand and the steel slave was gone?

In fact, it is mainly due to Fang Xiu's ability to defeat Steel Slave.

Steel Slave is a typical human shield warrior, with high defense, thick blood and high strength.

Fang Xiu is a natural assassin, with high attack speed and low health. It stands to reason that these two people should be entangled for a while.

But don't forget, Fang Xiu's attack is not generally high. The scalpel is indestructible. It has cut through so many weird things in the mental hospital, which shows how sharp it is. The steel skin is like tofu in front of the scalpel.

Coupled with the power of his pain, no matter how thick your blood is, you can still kill him with one strike.

That's why the steel slave died so cleanly.

As Fang Xiu continued to slash, Wang Erni's silver hair became shorter and shorter, and the distance between the two became closer.

At this time, Wang Erni roared angrily, and strong spiritual fluctuations erupted all over her body. The next second, the earth shook, and the sound of water waves hitting the ground continued to be heard.

In the direction of the Blackwater River, a water dragon nearly a hundred meters long, completely condensed from the river water, roared and rushed towards Fang Xiu's back.

Unexpectedly, Fang Xiu seemed to have eyes in his back. He didn't even look back, but tapped the ground with his feet. His whole body instantly took off, gracefully drawing an arc under the night sky, successfully dodged the water dragon, and landed calmly.

Wang Erni waved her hands fiercely, and the water dragon turned around again and attacked Fang Xiu fiercely.

A sinister smile suddenly appeared on Fang Xiu's lips, and he turned into a ghost and rushed towards the water dragon.

When the two were about to collide, he jumped slightly, narrowly avoiding the impact of the water dragon, and successfully landed on the water dragon's head.

He kept walking, attacking wildly all the way. Even if he stepped on the dragon's body made of water, he could still walk on flat ground. The scalpel in his hand turned slightly and was held by his backhand.

The bright moonlight shone on the scalpel, and as he ran, a long silver afterimage was drawn in the night sky.

In just an instant, he had already run from the dragon's head to the dragon's tail. It was obvious that his target was Wang Erni, who was not far from the dragon's tail.

Since Wang Erni had become a puppet at this time, there was no expression on her face at all, but Wang Yanran in the distance was almost frightened when she saw this scene.

She had already witnessed the power of the scalpel just now. One blow instantly killed Steel Slave, who was famous for his physical strength. Even though Wang Erni was a second-level spiritual master, she could not match Steel Slave's physical strength in a single round.

Even if the steel slave is like this, once Wang Erni is approached, it will definitely be killed with one blow.

This is something Wang Yanran cannot accept. After all, this is a puppet she has just acquired, and it is such a powerful puppet. If it were in Fang Xiu's hands, she would probably feel distressed for the rest of her life.

Of course, in addition, once Wang Erni, the strongest combat power, dies, then he will not be far away from death.

Therefore, just when Fang Xiu was frantically closing the distance, Wang Yanran and Wang Erni took action at the same time.

Wang Yanran lifted up the slit of her burgundy dress, and a row of silver flying knives were tied to the base of her fair thighs.

These flying knives are all made of soul steel. Although they are not 50.00% pure, each flying knife contains at least [-]% of soul steel.

The reason why she uses psychic steel to create flying knives is because her puppet ability can control not only people but also objects.

However, since objects cannot transmit spirituality, they can only be controlled by adding spiritual steel to make them capable of transmitting spirituality.

Therefore, these flying knives are her only combat power besides puppets. Due to her ability, she has never been very strong in frontal combat.

Whoosh whoosh!

Several sounds broke through the air, and a dozen flying knives drew graceful arcs. Under the control of the puppet's ability, they shot toward Fang Xiu from different directions.

Wang Erni also took action at the same time. Her silver hair grew wildly, like steel needles, pricking Fang Xiu overwhelmingly.

At this time, almost all the space around Fang Xiu was locked, and there were attacks from all directions, cutting off his escape route and extinguishing his chance of survival.

However, the next second, a miraculous scene appeared.

Fang Xiu moved. His figure was like a ghost, flickering and moving in the small space. The black energy surrounding his body surged, making him almost turn into a black afterimage, making it impossible to see his figure with the naked eye.

For a moment, all the attacks failed. Whether they were sharp flying knives or sharp hair pins, they all passed by Fang Xiu's body with great danger. It was as if he could predict it, no matter how intensive the attacks were, or how fast they were. No matter how fast he is, he can still find the gaps and dance gracefully and calmly in the attack.

For those that were really unavoidable, he would pick up the scalpel in his hand and turn it into streaks of silver light under the night, easily cutting off all attacks.

The originally extremely dangerous battlefield seemed to have turned into a stage for his solo dance at this moment.