He saw that Hidan, whose head was blown up by his sword, was standing behind him. The posture of his body showed that the shuriken just now must have been released by Hidan.
"You … What the hell are you?"
Nangong Zhe felt that his worldview had collapsed. A living person had his head blown up by his own sword. How could he stand up again?
"Aiya ~ Aiya ~ It really hurts a little!"
Hidan stretched out his bloodstained hand and touched the yellowish-white brain matter that was flowing out of his forehead. His face was filled with 30% pain and 70% ridicule.
"Since you made me feel so much pain, how about it, I'll make you feel pain too! Bastard! "
Hidan rushed towards Nangong Zhe again with a ferocious face. But his clumsy body really didn't give Nangong Zhe the slightest pressure.
"Seriously! You can practice that strange secret method of the Cthulhuism Society and make yourself immortal, it really surprised me. " Nangong Zhe slightly bent his arm, the black sword on the gauntlet, and sparks splashed out: "But! You're just too weak! Inferior taijutsu, no performance in ninjutsu, low-level spiritual ability and unstable mental state, it is enough to prove that your genjutsu must have no achievements. A ninja, whether it is ninjutsu, taijutsu, or genjutsu, they all have no achievements. Do you really think that you can defeat me with this so-called immortal body? "
"Ah!!!"
After listening to Nangong Zhe's words, Hidan went berserk.
Because Hidan had heard Nangong Zhe's words more than once!
Ever since he was young, Fei Duan's frail body had cast a shadow over his life. Even if he worked hard to become a ninja, he was still looked down upon and laughed at by others.
"Do you think that this kind of inhuman appearance is what I want?" Hidan raised his withered and dark hands, and a few drops of blood tears oozed out of his eyes. Slowly, the blood tears left obvious traces on Hidan's dark face: "I am a ninja, a ninja of the country of hot water. Ninjas of this pathetic country that has forgotten the war. I have been working hard all my life to become someone who can once again establish the backbone of my country, let it prosper again, and be valued by the entire ninja world just like during the First World War! "
"But … I didn't do it!"
"It's because of this frail body of mine that I no longer have the slightest chance to fulfill my wish!"
"Is the Cthulhuism Society's item useful or not? I think you, the person who exterminated this religion, have the right to speak! However, I spent nearly ten years researching it! Just because it gave me a faint glimmer of hope to realize my dream! "
"Lord Cthulhu has blessed me! From now on, I will never die! I am the Evil God! The Evil God is me! "
"I will turn those who look down on me into blood sacrifices for the Evil God! Let each and every one of them get the ending they deserved. Become the source of my strength! "
"The people on the ground are none other than the people from my village. I gave them a kind of poison that weakens their limbs and knocked them out! "
"Then, one by one, they were turned into human sticks. Although their limbs were weak, but the pain was still there. "
"They could only watch themselves being dismembered!"
"They can only pray to God, let their blood run dry as soon as possible! So that they can fall into a coma or die, so that this kind of pain can be removed from their body! "
Listening to Fei Duan's narration, Nangong Zhe's whole body trembled.
Such a sick personality, isn't it determined by his childhood experience? Now the sickness and distortion is simply to the point of no return.
"You are really possessed!"
Compared to the phenomenon described by A 'weng to himself, Nangong Zhe suddenly found that standing in front of him, this young man was full of flaws. Suddenly, he felt that a huge demon shadow shrouded Fei Duan's body!
"Demon? Hahaha! I like your adjective! From now on, I, Fei Duan, am a demon, a living Evil God! I want the whole world to tremble for me! "
The late stage chuunibyou patient, Fei Duan, is officially online!
"This person … is incurable!" Nangong Zhe instantly understood that Fei Duan could no longer be changed by words. The only way to stop this demon was to kill him!
Nangong Zhe didn't try to speak anymore, but only exerted force on his feet. The black sword danced in Nangong Zhe's hands!
"That's right! That's it, that's it! "
The black sword constantly attacked Fei Duan, although Fei Duan tried his best to dodge Nangong Zhe's attacks. But he still couldn't completely force him away, the black sword left marks on Fei Duan's body. Blood kept flowing out from Fei Duan's body.
As the battle progressed, Fei Duan's face became pale because of the lack of blood. Even the strength of his hands weakened a lot.
Sure enough!
Nangong Zhe finally understood how to defeat Fei Duan!
Indeed, Fei Duan's ability was very troublesome. No matter how disdainful his strength was, his undying ability was very troublesome.
"Break your limbs!"
Nangong Zhe's swordsmanship suddenly became sharp, and his body became hazy. His body swayed and flashed past Fei Duan.
He swung his sword continuously, and the limbs that were broken were naturally the limbs that Nangong Zhe spoke of.
Without the support of his limbs, Fei Duan fell to the ground and became a standard dog eating shit …
"Indeed! Your undying ability is very difficult to deal with! But, it's only limited to being difficult to deal with … "Nangong Zhe held the black sword in his hand, and drops of blood dripped down the black sword onto the ground. Slowly, Nangong Zhe walked in front of Fei Duan.
"Although you don't die, you can't heal instantly. All your wounds will recover at the speed of a normal person! "
At this time, Nangong Zhe also used the tip of his sword to point at the wounds that he made on Fei Duan's body.
"So, if I cut off your limbs. Can you still move? "
"Moreover, your body doesn't seem to be able to adapt to the loss of blood. When you lose too much blood, your face will become pale, your hands will become weak, and your reflexes will decrease. "
"So … cutting off your limbs can also make you lose a lot of blood!"
"Look at the people around you! Since you can turn them into rods one by one and let them slowly wait for death, then you should also have a taste of what it feels like! "
Then, Nangong Zhe cut off Fei Duan's head.
After all, since Fei Duan didn't die even with a hole in his head, wouldn't it be better to cut off his head and let Fei Duan experience the helplessness of the people he killed?
Hmm …
It seemed that Nangong Zhe's bad taste was awakening.
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