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The Bloody Grudge Volume 6 Chapter 14: Fierce Battle with the Demon Hunter Priest (Part 2)

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    After one blow failed, the flat-headed demon-hunting priest immediately had to put away his sword and change his attack. But how could Richard be a person who would let others stab him in vain without fighting back?  He raised his left hand to suppress the demon-hunting priest's blade, and with his right hand, a wild and fierce punch hit the opponent's eyes in an instant!  "Go to hell!" Richard roared, and the originally invisible and qualityless air now separated like running water under his fist, and a translucent ripple texture could even be vaguely seen around Zhihu!  Unexpectedly, Richard's counterattack would be so fierce and decisive. Although the flat-headed demon hunter was unwilling to accept it, he did not dare to fight with Richard and both sides would lose. He had no choice but to step back, flick his hand on his waist, and grab each item.  The multifunctional Bible that every demon-hunting priest is equipped with is standing in front of his head.  "Pfft!" With a muffled sound, Richard's punch hit the leather cover of the Bible firmly, but most of the force was lost by the steel plate padded inside, like hitting a leather shield.  , apart from stirring up a cloud of dust, no more results were achieved.  "It's my turn!" After blocking Richard's heavy punch, the flat-headed demon hunter roared angrily and slapped the bottom of the Bible with his palm. With his slap, two sticks suddenly shone brightly in the cover of the Bible.  The blade of the knife bounced out, and with a slash, it not only defused Richard's follow-up combo, but also cut two deep bloody wounds on Richard's swung arm.  "Resign yourself to your fate." With a single blow, the demon-hunting priest's fighting style immediately changed from a hard-hitting open-and-closed attack to an agile wandering, while he circled Richard's burly body and fired darts and the like.  Hidden weapon, while constantly using words to attack Richard's confidence, "Pagan, the weapons of our demon-hunting priests are all tempered with blood-sealing poison. If you stand still, you can survive for a while, and you dare to resist again."  He's going to die soon!" "Poison?" Richard glanced at the wound on his arm, and saw that the wound that was so fresh just now had begun to ooze rancid black pus and blood, and even the muscles around the wound had changed.  It became something like soft minced meat, and in the blood vessels near the wound, there were black lines visible to the naked eye running upstream along the blood vessels. The muscles and nerves were all paralyzed wherever they passed. It was obviously extremely intense.  Very poisonous.  "Sure enough, it's very poisonous" Richard laughed ferociously with a pun, suddenly clenched his fists and raised his arms, "Then, I can also show you my newly acquired power!" "Roar!"  Roaring, like the roar of a savage beast, rolled over the almost ruined outpost. Then, the muscles all over Richard's body suddenly bulged, and his whole body instantly swelled by one-third, and was bigger than his muscles.  The biggest change was in his bones. Not only did the mutated vertebrae push up the skin on his back, but the rest of his joints also became extremely thick, looking like there were bone spurs underneath those places.  It looks like it pierced the flesh and came out.  "Come on," Richard, who instantly mutated into a weirdo, slowly stretched out his injured arm and flipped it a few times as if on display, "Now let's see if your poison can still work on me!  ¡± In fact, his sentence is by no means a question, but a statement that is so certain that it cannot be more certain.  Because, almost at the same time that he completed the transformation, the poisonous black lines that had invaded his shoulders had all dissipated silently, and it seemed that he could not even resist, and the two lines on his arms  The wound where the toxin first invaded, under the agitation of the muscles, forced out a few streams of black blood, then returned to its normal color at a speed visible to the naked eye, and then quickly scabbed and became intact!  This kind of recovery ability is almost as good as Lu Ren¡¯s genuine saber-toothed tiger bloodline!  But think about it, this is not too surprising. After all, strong recovery ability is already a must-have ability in almost all superhero series, especially the serum that Richard is currently injecting does not have saber-tooth tiger blood.  Claws and perception require B-level side plots that are equivalent to the latter, and the difference in reward points is not very big. If even the recovery ability is a mess, then the price is really wasted!  "Hehehehehe" Richard stared coldly at the flat-headed demon-hunting priest, tilted his neck, and suddenly his cervical vertebrae made a series of "click-click-click" sounds. He remembered it very clearly.  Lu Ren once told him that the previous owner of this serum had all his bones, including the spine and skull, broken into pieces. In the end, it only took a little time to stand up again intact.  Get up?  With such a strong recovery ability, he can afford it!  Thinking like this, RichardHe moved the bones on his fist again, and then looked at the demon-hunting priest with a smile, whose expression changed greatly, "Now, the second round begins!" "Whoops!" Another punch that ripped the air, but it was a pity.  This time, the demon-hunting priest could no longer protect himself with the Bible. In fact, before he could fully lift the Bible, Richard punched him hard on the right collarbone, and then  There was just a crisp sound of "click, click, click". The demon-hunting priest's originally tough and steel-like shoulders were deeply dented, and he himself was knocked off balance by the violent force of this punch.  Flying out like a kite!  "Boom!" A wall that had been burned black became the home of the demon-hunting priest in mid-air. The two kissed each other intimately with a loud bang. In an instant, broken bricks flew everywhere, dust flew everywhere, and almost  Everyone could hear the painful groan that erupted from the dust and smoke!  It can make specially-made human weapons groan like this, which shows how powerful Richard's punch is!  "Vulnerable!" Richard took a step forward and looked at the demon-hunting priest who was knocked away by him. "If you have any other moves, use them all! Let me have a good fight!" "This is you!  You said it yourself! Don¡¯t blame me!¡± With a ¡°boom¡±, the bricks and wood that buried the demon-hunting priest fell apart, and the figure with the crew cut gradually became clear in the dust, but at this time, his body  Like Richard, he also underwent a terrifying mutation, and the muscles all over his body swelled to the point where his loose black robe was fully stretched.  "Roar!" The two muscular men looked at each other and roared. The next second, the place where they were standing had exploded. The two burly men disappeared instantly in the splash of mud. When they reappeared, the two men  They hit each other hard right in the middle!  "Bang bang bang!" The sound of punches hitting the flesh rang out. In just a few seconds, both of their faces were covered with blood. Richard was a little better. After all, he had extraordinary resilience to hold on.  The flat-headed demon-hunting priest looked even more miserable. Not only was his face covered in blood, but even the bridge of his nose was smashed crooked by Richard's punch. A palm-sized patch near his forehead was wiped off by the edge of Richard's finger.  The scalp vaguely revealed the stark white bones underneath.  By this time, anyone with a discerning eye could see that it was only a matter of time before the flat-headed demon-hunting priest fell. If Richard was willing, he could even bleed his opponent to death. Unfortunately, the two men in the battle saw  Both Richard and the flat-headed demon-hunting priest were already fighting with real fire. They just waved their fists and beat each other wildly without hesitation. One punch, two punches The splashing blood was just like the boiling battle in their hearts at this time.  The desire and anger almost completely ignited and dyed the sky red!  "Bang!" Finally, when Richard swung a punch again, the exhausted demon-hunting priest could no longer dodge in time. Instead, because of his improper posture, Richard took the opportunity and smashed half of it with a punch.  On the chest, one end of the broken ribs pierced the flesh, and the other end penetrated the demon-hunting priest's internal organs. The rushing blood surged out in an instant, staining most of Richard's fists that had no time to retract them red.  "You are a great opponent" Richard smiled with difficulty, and the exposed muscles on his body gradually returned to their original shape after a while. It was a sign that he had lifted the primary hate transformation. Even, at this time, he  The wounds on his body haven't had time to fully heal.  "If you can hold on for a little longer, you will win." Looking at his opponent whose eyes were gradually starting to lose focus, Richard did not hesitate to let him know the truth, "Don't worry, at least in this battle, we will only win."  If it's a draw, you're going to die, and I don't have the strength to attack your teammates anymore" He is telling the truth. Now, he really can only pray for his teammates, even though he hates transformation.  The power is not weak, but every time he uses it for a little longer, Richard feels an irresolvable hatred spreading in his heart. He hates the sky, the earth, and the people, especially in this kind of unreserved battle.  Here, this kind of hatred swallowed up his reason at an alarming speed. If the flat-headed demon-hunting priest could hold on for one more minute, no, maybe in just thirty seconds, Richard would be overcome by the blood-hating hatred.  Devoured, it becomes a monster that does not distinguish between friends and foes, only knows how to kill like crazy. If there are no teammates to rescue it, the final outcome will either be killed after a melee, or it will die of exhaustion by dancing wildly.  "It's a pity that there is no luck in the battle, and there are no ifs in reality. The demon-hunting priest died, but he survived, which in itself is a victory.  "So I'm really lucky" Richard didn't care about this at all.??On the battlefield, after laughing, he lay down carelessly. After a while, a strange snore sounded on the battlefield.  (To be continued. 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