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Chapter 145 Zhao Qi, dead(1/2)

Zhao Qi opened his mouth slightly.

It was the first time he felt this kind of intense trembling sensation produced by his cells.

The aura of death clearly swept over his body. He opened his eyes and looked at Jiang You.

Then raise your hands and hold the tip of the blade.

It was obvious that Zhao Qi had something to say, and he finally swallowed it alive.

What a powerless natural personality gap.

He tried to struggle.

Jiang You didn't speak again.

After devouring this blood-patterned seed, a large amount of information flowed through his mind.

Blood type, layout...

This blood pattern not only improved his strength, but also contained many memory fragments.

Just like when Jiang You absorbed the fragment of shadow species in the shadow field.

A huge amount of information fills the mind.

Only this time, he didn't have so much free time to digest these contents.

The shadow blade turned around in my heart. Unfortunately, under the basic [Shadow Form], the blade's lethality and various other effects were reduced.

The health bar on Zhao Qi's head dropped to [14]. Jiang You put his backhand into the opponent's chest, pulled out the long knife, turned the blade, and quickly fell down again!

There was a dull thud.

The falling sword is fixed by the tentacles.

There are more than a dozen tentacles, and the color is no longer as bright as before.

It can be said that he tried his best to block the attack.

His knees hit the ground, creating a large crater, and the tentacles extending from Zhao Qi's back clamped the blade.

The next moment, there were a few snaps, and all the tentacles lost their target and slapped each other together.

Where are people?

Zhao Qi’s hair stood on end!

On the dark ground, a shadow swims!

Being restrained, Jiang You had no intention of forcibly cutting off the tentacles.

Wouldn't it be nice to dig directly into the ground?

In the dark at night, you can drill as much as you want!

He ducked behind Zhao Qi and swung the sword again.

"Behind me!"

Before the knife arrived, Zhao Qi could feel the approaching wind and waves.

He held up his hands and dodged to the side with the help of his tentacles.

The blade turned again and slashed across.

Zhao Qi's blood volume is unhealthy, and Jiang You's brain is unhealthy (referring to a confused mind).

A large amount of information hit him, affecting the speed and intensity of his moves. He really couldn't take down Zhao Qi directly for a while.

After several rounds, the situation became increasingly dangerous.

Zhao Qi hurriedly dodged. Finally, he found an opportunity and took out a tube of something that looked like a blood-boiling potion.

Just as he was about to inject it into his skin, Jiang You shot out a ball of shadow.

This time, he was very stable and accurate. He directly hooked the potion bottle and swung it hard, causing the potion to hit the building next to it.

It burst with a clicking sound, and the liquid contacted the surface of the wall, making a sizzling sound.

Good guy, is this a bottle of sulfuric acid?

Jiang You clicked his tongue and shot out his shadow again.

After hooking the opponent's arm, pull hard.

Zhao Qi, who had tentacles spread out from behind, jumped over like this.

From a distance, it looked like Jiang You was about to be swallowed.

Of course, the opposite is true.

The shadow blade drove straight in, and the layers of tentacles only slightly blocked it, and then snapped.

With blood surrounding him, and under the threat of death, Zhao Qi unexpectedly burst out with a majestic force.

The tentacles plunged into the ground, stopping the tendency to get closer.

The flesh and blood squirmed, and the texture imprinted on the surface of the skin seemed to burst out of the body.

He firmly grasped the tip of the Shadow Blade with both hands.

The tip is only about ten centimeters away from the throat.

Neither of them spoke a word. In this confrontation, the balance was already leaning much towards Jiang You.

Zhao Qi's arms trembled slightly at first, and then the trembling became more and more severe.

In terms of strength, he is close to the limit.

The broken hair was stained with blood, and the entire face seemed to be stained with blood. Especially at the edges of the eye sockets, the skin was melting away little by little, blending into the texture!

It can be seen that he tried his best, but even so, he still couldn't reverse the decline.

The blade is getting closer and closer.

Zhao Qi's arms softened and he was no longer able to resist, so he reluctantly dodged to the side.

It's a pity that he couldn't get out of the way this time.

The long knife follows closely!

【HP】:8!

Perhaps due to the special nature of the character, the health bar did not show a "kill" prompt.

However, this does not affect the situation of the battle.

Zhao Qi couldn't exert any strength, and even breathing became more and more difficult.

This time, he was probably really going to die.

He smiled bitterly.

"Does Yang Ci have something to do with this matter?" Jiang You suddenly asked.

Zhao Qi was stunned for a moment, then shook his head slightly, "She doesn't know."

After saying that, he barely raised his eyelids and looked at the figure in front of him.

It was pitch black, and the pressure from the superiors almost solidified, making people feel breathless.

Staring at each other.

Suddenly, a flash of spiritual light flashed through.

He had some guesses.

However, the next second, I felt that this guess was too outrageous.

No……

The second level, the second level shadow system that is far more powerful than normal...

He stared blankly at the figure in front of him.

"It's useless to beg for mercy. Considering the crimes you committed, being shot ten times is not enough." Jiang You said softly.

"Ahem." With the loss of a large amount of blood, Zhao Qi's face became extremely pale, the lines faded, and the look in his eyes completely returned to calm, "People are different. Some people need a chance to choose."

What could Deng Ke do for his wife and daughter, and what could Zhao Qi do as a teacher at the special training camp?

Can't figure it out.

Jiang You raised his sword again.

Zhao Qi slowly closed his eyes and stopped resisting, "This is my choice."

As soon as he finished speaking, the long sword was swung down.

Blood volume deduction!

"Behead!"

The little vitality left was cut off in the face of absolute power.
To be continued...
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