On the path outside of Bloodcloud......

"Xiao Chen, what kind of soul technique are you using today? ”

Wu Wu followed Nie Chen's side, almost flatteringly asked, just now Nie Chen came back and glanced at himself with a smile, Wu Wu was sure that Nie Chen already knew that he was tracking him, and then kept chasing Nie Chen to ask him about his exercises.

"Second Uncle Worry, you've asked this question three hundred times, don't you bother. ”

Nie Chen covered his forehead with his hand and said with a headache, he had been asking him this question since he came back, and Nie Chen was about to die of a headache.

"Of course I ...... Hehe, Xiao Chen, it seems that someone is going to trouble you, please I'll help you. ”

As soon as he was about to speak, he suddenly felt a bloody breath, and his target was Nie Chen, so he smiled and said, looking like he was waiting for you to beg me.

"Come less, Second Uncle Worry, what do you think will happen to the master who knows that you are next to me if something happens to me?"

Nie Chen glanced at Wu Wuchou and said lightly, he is not afraid that Wu Wuchou will not be saved when he dies, if something happens to him, Wu Wuchou will definitely be torn to pieces by the angry Mo Wuyin, besides, even if Wu Wuchou does not save him when he sees death, Nie Chen will only expose his hole cards, and after the big deal, even this dead fat man will be cleaned up.

"Uh, stinky boy, can you be a little dumber. ”

As soon as he heard this, his face fell, and he said very depressedly, if he really saw death and didn't save him, the angry Mo Wuyin would definitely kill him, even if his three brothers were useless.

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"Why are you here?"

Originally, the two of the Blood Soul Old Demon Master and Apprentice originally rushed over with great excitement, but as a result, the Blood Soul Old Demon was depressed when he saw Wu Wuchou, frowned and said, I hope that Wu Wuchou will not interfere in this matter.

"Hmph, why can't Lao Tzu be here, old monster, do you have itchy skin. ”

Wu Wuchou snorted coldly, and said with an unhappy face, Lao Tzu can't afford to mess with this kid, can't he mess with you, just when Lao Tzu was in a bad mood, he came to a punching bag.

"Dead fatty, don't think that the old man is afraid of you. ”

No matter what the blood soul old demon says, he is also a generation of soul emperor powerhouse, and he has been worried again and again, and he is also very unhappy when he is scolded again and again to be an old monster, and he also opens his mouth and scolds.

"Huh...... You old monster still dare to fight back, let's go and practice. ”

Seeing that the old demon of the blood soul dared to scold himself, he rolled up his sleeves and scolded, and rushed towards the old demon of the blood soul as he spoke.

"Fight, fight, who's afraid of whom, let's go, dead fatty, you can get the blood yourself. ”

The blood soul old demon glanced at the scar-faced man, said with a fierce face, and after speaking, the figure flashed and flew into the depths of the dense forest, followed with a smile and gave Nie Chen a look before leaving.

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"Rice ...... Meizu woman, and the bloodline soul art on your body, it seems that it will all belong to me today. ”

The scar-faced man looked at Nie Chen's long blood-red tongue and licked his lips and said, slowly pulling out the bloodthirsty sword on his waist, and a rich bloody aura slowly emanated from the man with the face.

"Stand down, and let me teach you your soul arts. ”

Ye Siran just wanted to step forward to make a move, Nie Chen stopped him with a wave of his hand, and said lightly, after speaking, his eyes were closed first, and when he opened them again, his originally black pupils had turned blood-red, and the momentum on his body increased instantly.

"This is your bloodline soul technique, it's great, I must get him. ”

Feeling the rich bloody aura on Nie Chen's body, the scar-faced man's eyes were full of greedy light, and he said excitedly, as he spoke, his figure flashed and rushed towards Nie Chen with a knife.

“”

Looking at the scar-faced man rushing over, Nie Chen's eyes narrowed slightly, and his hand rolled, and a red and black sword appeared in Nie Chen's hand, and a sword swing collided with the bloodthirsty sword of the scar-faced man.

"Bloodlust, Kai. ”

The Scar-faced Man's Bloodthirsty Sword and Nie Chen's Sword collided together, the Scar-faced Man showed a strange smile, and immediately activated the Bloodthirsty Technique on the Bloodthirsty Sword, and Nie Chen suddenly felt that the blood in his body was bursting outward.

"Hmph, don't measure yourself, the fifth of blood is "coagulated", and the sixth of blood is "deprived". ”

Nie Chen snorted coldly and said, first brought himself a coagulated blood to prevent the blood in his body from bursting out, and then, he used the sixth "deprivation" of blood to start sucking the bloodthirsty sword, the blood in the sword's body.

"Uh...... Damn, I'm getting more and more interested in your bloodline soul technique, the top-grade star soul technique, the blood wolf seven kills. ”

Feeling the change in the bloodthirsty sword, the scar-faced man's face changed, he scolded secretly, his figure retreated, his eyes staring at Nie Chen became even more greedy, and he brandished the bloodthirsty sword and used the lower grade moon-level soul technique, the blood wolf seven kills.

"Whew......"

The bloodthirsty sword in the scar-faced man's hand let out a sword groan, and a thick bloody aura emanated from the bloodthirsty sword, instantly forming seven huge blood wolves, letting out a loud wolf howl, and the seven blood wolves opened their bloody mouths and rushed towards Nie Chen.

"Is it just this level of attack, it's really disappointing to me, the fifth of blood is "coagulated". ”

Bang, bang, bang!

Nie Chen looked at the blood wolves who were only a little smaller than Lan Yan, smiled disdainfully, raised his hand and said lightly, only to see that the seven blood wolves were frozen in an instant, and Nie Chen then sent out seven sword qi casually, bombarding the blood wolf's body, and the seven blood wolves turned into blood water at once.

"Oh my God, the seven-headed soul king-level blood wolf kills all in one move, what level of soul art should it be, the top-grade moon-level soul technique is still the day level, it's great, I must get him, the power of the moon-level sealing sword "Blood Demon Possession", the moon-level lower-grade soul technique, the blood shadow is killed. ”

Seeing that the seven Soul Monarch-level blood wolves he had found were all killed by Nie Chen in one move, the scar-faced man's face was full of excitement, and he used a two-level soul technique one after another.

A bloody breath emanated from the scar-faced man's body, and a bloody force shrouded the scar-faced man's body, and the pupils in his eyes disappeared all of a sudden, turning into blood-red eyeballs, and he slashed straight at Nie Chen, and a huge blood-colored sword shadow carried a killing aura, slashing at Nie Chen.

"Using the Bloodline Soul Technique in front of me is your biggest mistake, one of the bloodlines, "control". ”

Just when the huge sword shadow was about to slash at Nie Chen's head, Nie Chen raised his head and said indifferently, as he spoke, he stretched out a finger and lightly tapped on the blood-colored knife shadow, and the blood-colored sword shadow dispersed at once.

"How, how is it possible, you are just a seventh-grade soul monarch, how can you break my moon-level soul technique so easily. ”

The scar-faced man said with a look of disbelief, that is a moon-level lower grade soul technique.

"Nothing is impossible, today you are doomed. ”

Nie Chen withdrew his hand and stretched it behind his back and said with a smile, but the finger that scattered the blood-colored sword shadow trembled, no matter how it was said, it was also a moon-level lower grade soul technique, and it would definitely not come down so easily.

"Rice ...... Well, in that case, for the sake of those bloodline soul techniques of yours, I can only do this, and the bloodthirsty Immortal Blade will be unsealed. ”

The scar-faced man calmed down his mood, said with a sneer, raised the bloodthirsty blade in his hand, and said solemnly, the bloodthirsty blade shone brightly for a while.

The Mid-Autumn Festival is here, and the fat cat wishes everyone a happy Mid-Autumn Festival.