Bab 1251: Hit Below the Belt

Dark Water Yao Yao approached rapidly.

Ji Hao stared at him, not being careless at all. He glanced at that eight-feet-long, thumb-wide, paper-thin, and cyan-blue blade held in his hand, with extra vigilance. The oddly-shaped and colored blade emitted a sweet aroma once it was pulled out. Something was not right about it.

The power vibration released from Dark Water Yao Yao was sharp and aggressive. As he approached Ji Hao, the blood scent coming from his body grew stronger and stronger. When he was less than ten miles away from Ji Hao, a hundred-miles-long stream of blood-red mist had already puffed out from his head. Within the sticky and stinky mist, countless twisted faces were faintly visible. Obviously, these were the souls of human beings killed by Dark Water Yao Yao, being sealed in the blood mist with a special magic.