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CHAPTER XXVIII

When a person is in madness, it is also the most dangerous time.

This danger is not only to others, but also to others.

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There was a fierce killing intent in his expression, and the anger in the high priest's heart reached the point of no doubt.

You have to kill Long Que.

The High Priest's Qi was firmly locked onto Long Que, leaving him with nowhere to escape.

Long Que's body fell heavily to the ground, and he suffered heavy blows repeatedly, making him feel as if the bones of his whole body were about to shatter, and the breath of the whole person became very unstable.

The High Priest appeared beside Long Que.

His eyes were full of murderous intent.

With a movement of his right hand, he twisted Long Que in his hand like an eagle grabbing a chicken.

Long Que struggled hard, but the big hand that was holding his throat didn't move at all, and the strong force made him feel as if he was about to suffocate.

On the high priest's murderous face, it entered Long Que's line of sight, making people feel extremely uncomfortable.

"Am I going to die?"

A thought couldn't help but appear in Long Que's heart.

Suddenly, a black light appeared.

There was not the slightest warning, there was not the slightest movement, it was as if it came out of thin air.

Black light slashed down.

Long Que couldn't help but feel a little relaxed, panting heavily, greedily breathing in the fresh air.

The High Priest let out a muffled grunt.

An arm was actually cut off by that black light.

The severe pain distorted the high priest's expression, and the chill that came from the bottom of his heart made him feel a little afraid, "Who is it? ”

With a wave of his left hand, a violent force swept in all directions, and the high priest shouted wildly.

The black light reappeared.

This time, I could barely see that the black light was a very thin, long sword.

The High Priest's expression changed in shock, and his left hand reached out, exuding a fierce momentum, and grabbed at the very thin, long sword.

Sneering –

A screeching sound came from the blade.

The High Priest's expression was painful, but his left hand was still firmly grasping the sword.

A figure was dragged along the blade of the sword.

The whole person's body was extremely thin, not even more than three feet tall, and the whole person was shrouded in a wide black robe, up and down his body, without the slightest fluctuation of qi, as if it were a piece of dead wood and a stone.

The high priest's face turned cold.

Step out.

His right foot kicked at the black-robed man like lightning.

The black-robed man's body moved, and he hid in the void again, disappearing without a trace.

The high priest's expression changed again, carefully searching for the traces of the black-robed man.

A piercing shrill sound began to ring.

As far as the eye could see, countless black nails formed a huge fan and burst out.

"Bone erosion nails. ”

The high priest couldn't help but say in surprise.

The big sleeves rolled, and the violent internal force suddenly poured down.

The black nails suddenly fell.

Hmph –

Suddenly, there was a slight pain in the high priest's back, which quickly disappeared and was replaced by a tingling sensation.

The High Priest looked back, and at some point, the man in black had appeared behind him, holding black nails into his back.

The sensation of numbness spreads throughout the body.

There was a strong crisis in the high priest's heart.

With a movement of his body, the High Priest swept towards the center of the barbarian.

The black-robed man's body moved again.

As if he were a terrible ghost seeking his life, he followed closely behind the high priest, and the very thin, long sword stabbed out again.

The sword stabbed into the back.

The high priest fled even faster.

The black-robed man stopped.

For he really couldn't catch up with the high priest.

"Boom...... It's really a waste, the face of the Great Grandmaster has been lost by you. ”

It's stiff, I think it's the sound of sandpaper rubbing.

The High Priest couldn't help but feel a chill down his spine.

- Now, he has to deal with the face of the great grandmaster, and what he has to do is to run for his life.

The black-robed man's gaze looked at Long Que, who was palpitating, and the voice came out again, "You should feel lucky that you have a powerful father." ”

Long Que's expression froze, and he was about to speak, but the black-robed man didn't give him a chance to speak, his body moved, and he disappeared into the void again.

……

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The High Priest returned to the barbarians in a state of great embarrassment.

His right arm was severed, and on his back, three bone-eating nails paralyzed his body...... The high priest felt a chill down his spine, and his heart was even more afraid, if he hadn't made a quick decision just now and chose to flee, I am afraid that he would have died tragically at the hands of the black-robed man at this moment.

Thinking of the black-robed man, the high priest's heart couldn't help but feel cold.

- The black-robed man is the ink unicorn.

- Mo Qilin was a ruthless man who won the tenth place of the world's grandmasters on the banks of the Crescent River in the desert. Although it is ranked tenth, no one dares to have the slightest contempt for it, even Wang Daoling, who occupies the first place, does not dare to have the slightest disrespect for it. Because Mo Qilin is the king of killers, his strength is not in the competition to win or lose, but in killing, he is the strongest and most mysterious assassin in the world, and he is also a ruthless character who has successfully hunted and killed the great master.

There was a faint look of jealousy in the eyes of the high priest, and the eldest queen of the barbarians hurried to heal his injuries.

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Liu Xujian's body fell on the battlefield,

A ghostly figure walked out, carrying his body on his back and heading madly towards the edge of the battlefield.

Mao Miaomiao was anxious.

In this battlefield, she saved many people.

At this moment, she was carrying her mentor, the palace master of the Jixia School Palace, and his expression became extremely eager, and she didn't want Liu Xujian to have the slightest accident.

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The disciples of the Jixia Academy who intercepted Wu Suo fell to the ground like meteorites, some of them lost their breath, and some of them were seriously injured and lost their ability to fight.

I have to say that Wu Suo's shot is indeed ruthless.

In Long Que's wide eyes, a disciple of the Jixia Academy turned into a rain of blood, splashing in all directions.

"How dare you ......"

The words that came to Long Que's mouth became incomparably subtle.

Wu Suo stared at Long Que, and the killing intent in his eyes became more and more intense.

"I don't believe it...... The ink unicorn will always be by your side. ”

Wu Suo said in a cold tone.

Long Que looked at Wu Suo and said slowly, "You can give it a try." ”

There was a hint of a smile in Wu Suo's expression, "Then I'll give it a try." ”

The voice did not fall.

Wu Suo's fierce fist was smashed.

Long Yue's expression was cold.

The spear picks a line and stabs straight out.

- Thunder breaks.

The spear traveled through the void, and the sharp sound seemed to be rolling thunder.

(End of chapter)

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