"Ha!"
With a loud shout, his face suddenly displayed an expression akin to a woman in labor.
Pa-pa-pa!
His skin and flesh stretched outward in an instant, forming strips of flesh, even on his forehead.
"Ink flesh, full release!"
With a boom, Li Mofei charged forward covered in strips of flesh.
Duan Yun sensed danger and transformed his knife and sword into scissors again, cutting forward.
With a crunch, he cut off one flesh strip, but Li Mofei seemed oblivious to pain, sweeping his right arm across.
During the sweep, the flesh strips on his arm continually bounced, carrying a terrifying momentum.
Duan Yun raised his blade to block!
With a clang, the flesh strip collided with the blade, the power unending, causing Duan Yun to stumble before steadying his stance.
Li Mofei did not give him a chance to breathe, bending his body forward, ready to bear hug him.
