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Chapter 40: Killing everyone 12

"Kill...kill...ah..." Behind him, the man who retreated from Mo Qianchen's sword light and was still retreating had not finished the words of shock in his mouth. Suddenly,

Ah shouted loudly.

"Whoosh..." As he shouted, thousands of bloody swords suddenly shot out from all over his body, like a hornet's nest.

The blood sword in Mo Qianchen's hand suddenly roared with excitement, swallowing up the blood that spurted out.

"You...you...thousands of swords..." The man who was one of the three kings was so shocked that his face changed when he saw the master who was screaming wildly and spitting out blood.

In one moment, Mo Qianchen was stabbed by thousands of swords. This requires such fast hands and such fast swords.

"The Dance of Killing, I didn't expect you to actually know the Dance of Killing. You are the disciple of Slaughter Hero, but you actually..."

"You don't need to know." He interrupted the unknown king coldly, and Mo Qianchen raised the blood sword in his hand high and pointed it at the unknown king.

The Butcher is a hero who kills thousands of people and becomes a hero. He is a murderous maniac. The dance of killing is his famous stunt.

However, she got it by chance and was not his disciple.

The tip of the sword was pointed straight. Mo Qianchen looked at the king in front of him with a cold face. He didn't say anything to him at all, and stepped forward with the tip of the sword pointed straight up.

A single sword sweep seemed simple, but Mo Qianchen's sword covered thirty-six directions and twelve directions, like a dragnet that surrounded that king in the sword light.

"Mo Qianchen, you want to kill me, it's not that easy." Seeing that Mo Qianchen was merciless, the king bit his tongue and spurted out a mouthful of blood, disintegrating the demon, forcibly and instantly increasing his power twice.

, fighting Mo Qianchen desperately.

The tip of the sword is cold, and the bare hands are like snow.

Just when blood was about to spurt out from the tip of Wang's tongue, Mo Qianchen raised his other hand gently, and a red petal fluttered as if without any effort at all, but its flight trajectory was quite strange between the two of them.

Between the space and the lightning flint, the mouth of that king was stuck.

The petals seal the lips and are as bright as fire.

The blood from the tip of the king's tongue was driven back into his stomach by the petals, and a faint medicinal fragrance flowed down his mouth and into his throat, instantly permeating his entire inner abdomen.

"Ah, poison, poison." The king felt that the twice the skill he had just forcibly lifted disappeared without a trace in an instant like water entering the sea, and all the skills in his body were instantly reduced to nothing. He couldn't help but be shocked.

His face instantly turned pale as paper.

How could he forget that the girl in front of him is not only good at martial arts, but also has even better poison skills.

At the peak of Level 6, as long as they hold their breath and use intra-abdominal breathing, no poison will be able to harm them within an hour or two. He has been talking to Mo Qianchen using intra-abdominal breathing and ventriloquism, but he just wanted to perform the disintegration of the demon.

□□, opened his mouth, and Mo Qianchen immediately caught his weak point.

The tip of the sword flashed, blocking all directions.

Without letting that king say a word, Mo Qianchen's sword tip passed and he was killed.

The night wind floats, shadows and bright shadows wave.

"Killing you is as simple as that." He put away the blood sword, held the red flower between his two fingers, looked at the dead king on the ground, and slowly dropped a few words.

In her hands, it only depends on whether she wants to kill him or not, and there is no easy way.

"Wow, Chenchen is so cool..."
Chapter completed!