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Boom... Shi Tao's head roared! The second uncle's strength doesn't need to be said by himself. How many people will he kill? Why is he called Lengxue? Because he is an executioner without any emotion! And his unique skills are three, five-level poison dart, a hundred-mile flying knife and a clone technique! The poison dart was carefully crafted by him. The poison dart on each poison dart is insolvent! Anyone who is contaminated will die immediately! And the second uncle's hundred-mile flying knife kill is even more invisible. He can harvest other people's lives within a hundred miles. The flying knife will not return without blood! However, the poison dart and the flying knife are too different from this clone technique!

In his memory, Uncle Er seldom uses clone technique! Now, because of Ximen Qing, he has used his unique skills? How could Shi Tao not be shocked! Not to mention clone technique, even poison darts and flying knives cannot be stopped by everyone!

In front of him, several cold-blooded figures surrounded Ximen Qing in different body postures. The muffled sounds of physical contact made people's ears buzz and their scalp numb! Shi Tao couldn't help but worry. Could it be that Ximen Qing could avoid these attacks?

"Haha, boy, it is your blessing to die under my clone technique!" Lengxue suddenly laughed out loud. He had absolute confidence in his clone technique, and few people could survive under this clone technique! This kid was only alone at best. Could it be that he still had three heads and six arms? Seeing that his clone in front of him surrounded Ximen Qing, blood and muffled sounds kept coming out, Lengxue shook his head, Cao, you are dead! So, he turned around and looked at Shi Tao and Shui Mengyao at the door of the infirmary and smiled: "Young Master, don't worry, he can't survive, let's go!"

"Haha, is that?"

Wow, swow, swow, swow... Several sounds of breaking through the air, and then, the cold-blooded body suddenly became in a daze. How could it be!

Several darts shot towards his body, and the speed was so fast that Lengxue was shocked! These poisonous darts were all escaped from his hands before! Now, they were flying towards him? This kid could still do this under his clone technique. How strong is he?

The cold-blooded hands danced continuously, and the body floated left and right. The speed of the poison dart was several times faster than when he took action! Grass, I can't understand it!

Papa... While dodging in cold blood, he had already grasped the flying poison dart between his fingers with his hands, but at this moment, several muffled sounds sounded behind him!

Bang...bang...

When he looked back, Lengxue was even more shocked! His clones were all dead? How did he do it?

"Haha... Cold-blooded! Are you just that skill?" Ximen Qing's body suddenly stopped. Although the attack route of the poisonous dart blocked all his retreat, although these clones had strong strength, Ximen Qing, who was under the attack of the poisonous dart and clone, had his speed and strength at this moment. The feeling of thrilling made him full of excitement! His right arm, every time he attacked, would cut off the clone's limbs, and his left hand and blood ring could suddenly solidify everything!

Yes, it just solidifies! And it stops everything in an instant! It seems that a fierce battle has occurred, but in fact, those dull sounds are caused by killing the cold-blooded clone! Although there is blood on my body, these are the blood of the cold-blooded clone!

The Blood Ring still has such ability? The thought floated by instantly, and Ximen Qing did not stop any movement, and... At the moment when Lengxue just caught the poisonous dart, Ximen Qing's body moved!

"Haha, cold-blooded, now I will also let you taste the feeling of being beaten!"

Lengxue only felt that the eyes suddenly became dark and his body could not move!

Damn, this is my first use of soul-catching. I'm cold-blooded, you're dead!

"Ah..." Lengxue let out a howl, and his body was firmly hit by a muffled fist. Suddenly, his internal organs churned, and a mouthful of blood was spitting out! He wanted to move, but he couldn't move! His mind seemed to be unconscious, and he could only watch Ximen Qing's fist fall on his body like raindrops!

In just a moment, Ximen Qing put his soul into the cold-blooded mind. Although he was also attacked by the soul, those consciousnesses were strangled in his mind! At this moment, Ximen Qing's fists and two feet were attacked many times, and each time they fell firmly on the cold-blooded body!

Damn, soul-catching is really so great!

Bang...bang...click...

Lengxue suddenly woke up, but his body was already bent and kneeling on the ground, his arms were already drooping, and he wanted to stand up and kill Ximen Qing. Damn, have I ever encountered such a situation?

"Little Bibi, you are looking for death! Blast!"

"It's a big fight!" After Ximen Qing kicked his cold-blooded chin with his toes, he waved his right arm directly, and a white light flashed...

Bang...

"Ah... you actually killed him?" Shi Tao screamed suddenly. In the air, the cold-blooded head rotated several times and rolled to one side. His body was still kneeling on the ground with both knees, and blood was spewing out from his neck!

Bang... The short blade in his hand fell to the ground, Shi Tao could not believe everything he saw! No, he was going to be killed by him, and suddenly woke up. The short blade in his hand had fallen. Just as his hands wanted to hold Shui Mengyao, his mind suddenly exploded!

"Ah..." Shi Tao suddenly let go of his arms that tied Shui Mengyao's neck, grabbed his hair with both hands and screamed. Under his pale face, he suddenly vomited a mouthful of blood! His body retreated continuously!

Soul-catching is indeed good! Killing cold-blooded, your soul-catching plays a big role. If it weren't for controlling the cold-blooded soul and making him unable to move, how could he kill him so easily? Now, your soul-catching shattered Shi Tao's consciousness again! Damn, little bishop, you're done!

Scarlet... Ximen Qing came to Shi Tao with just a flash, stretched out his hands, grabbed one of Shi Tao's arms with one hand, and made a crack. Shi Tao's arms were divided into two sections from the elbow, stretching out. The white bones that were spread out were stained with blood, making people feel disgusted!

Whoosh...swosh...Ximen Qing tilted his arms behind him, and two pieces of residual limbs flew out immediately!

"Ah..." Shi Tao screamed in pain, his arms were hard and twisted by Ximen Qing. The piercing pain made his body tremble violently!

"Shi Tao, didn't you think of it? Haha!" Ximen Qing didn't show any pity. Damn it, knelt down!

Bang... After kicking twice, Shi Tao screamed again, shaking his arms, which were only half left, to resist, but his knees on both legs were broken!

With a plop, Shi Tao knelt in front of Ximen Qing, then twitched a few times and fell to the ground!

"Ah...you...you killed them?" Shui Mengyao, who had been pale, screamed with her jade hands covering her red lips. Her clothes were covered with blood. Who was he? Why did she kill them?
Chapter completed!