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Chapter 45 Xie Kun's Sword(2/2)

This is the Blood Shield Technique. By igniting one's own blood, it greatly increases one's movement speed. Although what he learned was only a fragment, it was enough!

"Continue to upgrade!"

Xin Zhao in the front shouted again.

Skill points are consumed again.

"Ding - Congratulations to the host, [Netherworld Step] has evolved from gold level to platinum level."

"What!?"

Later, Xie Kun's eyes almost popped out of his head. This Xin Zhao really had endless cards, and his speed skyrocketed again and again!

"hateful!"

He secretly resented that all the cooked ducks flew away!

Extremely unwilling to do so, he gritted his teeth and used the 'Blood Explosion Technique'. This is a taboo method. After using it, his vitality will be severely damaged. However, if he can successfully deal with Xin Zhao, what he will gain will be enough to make up for this time.

loss.

A thick layer of blood mist appeared on his body, and his entire body turned red, his eyes glowing red, like a mad beast.

Step on your toes.

The whole person was like a streak of bloody lightning, catching up with Xin Zhao in the blink of an eye.

After a while, he was only three steps away from Xin Zhao, and the cold sword edge in his hand was wrapped with the cold sword energy.

There was a sneer on the corner of his lips. In the next moment, he could chop off Xin Zhao's head.

"die!"

He killed it with one sword strike!

But at this moment, Xin Zhao did not hide, but turned around. The majestic energy surrounded his body, and his eyes showed an indomitable fighting spirit.

"Return carbine!"

Xie Kun was startled, his pupils tightened, and a strong sense of danger filled his heart. Then he laughed ferociously, and without dodging the shot, he stabbed him with the sword in his hand.

"puff!"

The cold sword penetrated Xin Zhao's body first, but Xin Zhao didn't say a word, the power of the gun did not decrease, and he shot through Xie Kun's chest.

They both died together and fell to the ground at the same time.

Xin Zhao lay quietly on the ground, blood overflowing from his chest, his body motionless, letting the rain from the sky wash away.

The rain in the sky was pouring crazily, and the strong wind was blowing the leaves, as if playing a tragic song.

"I... won't die here."
Chapter completed!
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