The black scythe held by the old man of the lich fell rapidly, ready to end Chekaf's life.

The next moment, the scythe blade passed through a cloud of black qi and slashed deep into the ground, stabbing nearly half a meter deep.

Chekaf's whole person, as if teleporting, moved to a place five or six meters away, gasping slightly in the clearing, looking at the old lich man with a bit of vigilance.

When the old man found out, he was first surprised, glanced at the black giant scythe that was deep in the dirt, and then looked at Chekaf who had inexplicably dodged the attack, and then showed a little disdain on his face, and sneered: "It turned out to be 'Soul Walk', heh, unfortunately, you are still not very skilled in using it." Then let me teach you how to cast this spell. ”

Listening to the words of the old lich, Chekaf's eyes shrank, and he subconsciously wanted to retreat.

But the old man of the lich moved faster, abandoning the black giant scythe, stepping out, and the whole person disappeared out of thin air. By the time the steps fell, they had crossed all the distances between him and Chekav and appeared in front of Chekaf.

"Siya!"

The old man of the lich drank an obscure syllable, and the whole person was wrapped in a cloud of black light, and his fists carried terrifying force, and slammed into Chekaf.

Chekov's expression was so solemn that his hands glowed with dazzling golden light, turning into glowing fists, facing the old man of the lich, ready to block the attack.

"Bang bang!"

Two muffled sounds appeared, and the old man of the lich and Chekaf faced each other with four fists, and for a moment, they looked evenly matched.

But in the next second, with a "bang", Chekaaf's left cheek was hit with a ruthless blow.

Well?

Chekav was stunned, and before he could react, there was another "bang" sound, and he was attacked the right cheek.

Chekaf was a little blind, looking at the old lich man in front of him, looking at the hands of the old man who was controlled by him, not knowing where the attack came from.

The next moment, he knew.

I saw that on the back of the old man of the lich, the rich black energy condensed, forming two new arms. Then, the arms clenched into heavy fists, reaching out from under the old lich's armpits, and swung them at his face with sinister and force.

"Knock knock!"

Two sounds rang out, and Chekaf was beaten back uncontrollably, and if it weren't for the energy film he maintained on the surface of his body to cushion the attack, his head would have been blown out. Even so, he was a little dizzy, after all, he really didn't expect the old man to have such a move.

The other party actually had four fists...... No, not four!

Chkaaf's eyes widened as he saw that the energy behind the old lich man had condensed again, and two more arms had been born, which had already turned into a six-armed monster.

With the extra four arms, the old man didn't feel embarrassed, and approached, a total of six fists struck out like a storm.

The old man seems to be ready to declare in this way that the cautious way of fighting that he is good at is to fight more and fight less.

This......

Suddenly, Chekaf had too much to say to the Old Lich, but in the end he didn't say a word, because he had to use all his energy to barely block it under the attack of the Old Lich.

Chkaaf quickly braced up one energy shield after another, but they were all shattered by the Lich Old Man's attacks.

By the end, Chekav had been almost completely suppressed.

"Whoa!"

With a bang, one of the energy shields that Chekaf had held up was shattered by the old lich's fist, and before he could hold up the new energy shield again, many of the old lich's fists fell one after another.

One of them was a punch to the side ribs, a punch to the lower abdomen, a punch to the shoulder, and a punch to the neck. The heaviest punch hit Chekaef in the jaw from top to bottom, knocking Chekaef out of the air.

"Bang!"

Chekav flew upside down for dozens of meters, crashed into a rock wall, came to a stop, and then fell to the ground.

After a long time of struggling to stand up, the energy film on Chkaaf's body was dim and almost transparent. When he opened his mouth, he spat out a large mouthful of blood, mixed with fragments of teeth and internal organs, and was obviously extremely traumatized.

The old lich man looked at Chekaf coldly, and asked aloud, "How's it going, boy, now that you know I'm awesome, right?" I'll give you another chance to tell me the purpose and reason for your investigation of this mine, and maybe we'll have something to talk about." Otherwise, you will suffer tenfold, hundredfold. ”

"Huh!" Chekaf wiped the remaining blood from his lips, suddenly smiled, straightened up a little, looked at the old lich, and raised his hands to applaud.

"Bang! bang!"

The palms of the two hands touched, making a crisp and piercing sound that echoed in the night wind.

"I have to admit that your kind of existence is really rare. Chekav looked at the old man and said seriously, "Not only a lich, but also a lich who is good at melee combat, tsk!"

Chekaf was a little admired, and then his face turned grim again, and he said in a cold voice: "But it's a pity! With your identity, you are still too optimistic to defeat me." You know, I have a secret that few people know. ”

"Huh?"

"That's it!" Chekaf stuck out his tongue and licked his lips, his eyes a little more fiery, and he looked at the old lich man word by word, "I'm also good at close combat, old man!"

As the words fell, Chekaf flicked his arms and made two "poofs" sounds, and two hidden bone blades popped out of the back of his hand.

The bone blade is more than twenty centimeters long, grayish-white, and the edges are shining. In the night, faint white vapor came out, which looked very weird.

Seeing Chekaf's actions, the old lich man raised his eyebrows, not much fear, on the contrary, there was a little more excitement in his eyes.

"It's kind of interesting, boy, you're also good at melee combat? Okay, let me see how many pounds and taels you have in your ability." ”

After speaking, the old man of the lich stretched out his hand and made a move into the distance, and the black giant scythe that pierced the ground shook violently, soared into the sky, and flew back into the old man's hand.

"Don't say that I use weapon superiority to bully you, I'll use a similar weapon to you to see if you are my opponent. The old man of the lich said, his hands folded, and the black giant scythe in his hand turned into black gas, surging continuously, and finally formed two daggers with more than twenty centimeters. At the same time, the four extra energy arms on the back of the old man dissipated one by one.

"Alright, come on, boy!"

The old lich shouted, holding the dagger in his right hand and the dagger in his left hand, charging at Chekaf.

Chekaf glanced at the old lich, pursed his lips, didn't say anything, and rushed up in silence.

"Bang!"

In just one second, the two collided together, and the dagger and the bone blade clashed.

Chekav frowned and swung his dagger frantically, as if trying to chop the old lich into pieces.

The old man of the lich was much more relaxed, raising his eyebrows and methodically parrying off Chekaf's attacks again and again. Then, like a butterfly piercing flowers, the dagger in his hand easily passed through Chekaf's defenses, stabbing down fiercely, and stabbing Chekaaf in the right chest.