Fighting skills, blood moon slash.

A bright red light flew from the blood-colored sword, cutting a hundred-foot-long ravine across the earth.

The huge mountain in front of the two of them was directly split, revealing all kinds of situations inside.

There were five people in total, and a young man with black hair and red eyes was holding a black longbow, and it seemed that the sword was issued by him just now.

And in addition to him, there are four other people, a white-haired young man has the strongest momentum, and he also has the level of an eighth-level knight.

There were three other people, one holding two small daggers, rolling in his hands.

The blade leaves clusters of blood-colored flowers in the air, constantly shifting between bloom and withering. The one with the double blade was a young man, and if there was any difference between him and the two black and white scars next to him, it was with a bookish anger.

There was also a girl holding a scythe larger than herself, and a black-robed man wielding a blood-colored cane, his face hidden in his hood.

There is no existence below level seven here, and just driving here, it seems that they are still quite interested in Kate.

Qin Ming raised his eyebrows, even if he encountered such a camp, Kate next to him did not have a trace of timidity.

"If the seniors don't bother to kill them, please help me entangle the white-haired one, and when I finish solving the other four, I'll come and deal with him immediately. It can be seen that he doesn't seem to care about it except for the leader.

Is this self-confidence really too confident in his own ability? But as everyone knows, the source of people's confidence is him.

"Go ahead. Qin Ming said.

"Sword, suck my blood. Kate said again, and the long sword in her hand once again appeared with a bloody stab, directly piercing his palm.

Qin Ming remembered what Crowley said that vampires have a tendency to self-harm, which seemed to be able to be seen.

Kate left only a faint blood-colored afterimage in place, and attacked that side with her sword.

It wasn't the white-haired young man who struck first, it was the most petite-looking girl. The huge blood-colored scythe collided with an aura no less than that of Kate.

A hideous blood-colored demon faintly emerged from the head of the sickle, perhaps because she saw the power of this thing, and Kate did not choose to hard-connect. Instead, she was hit hundreds of times in a short period of time.

Each time it was a short touch, it immediately separated, and in this way, most of the power on the scythe was discharged.

And the main attack was on the handle of the sickle, and the next moment, the other people who saw his movement had already rushed up.

The blood-colored light on the two daggers was like the poisonous tongue of a poisonous snake, spitting out uncertainly. The duration is short, and it is inserted in between the two in one fell swoop. And when it comes to the flexibility of weapons, it is even better than Kate.

Kate was pushed tighter and tighter, helplessly hitting the ground, blood-red light waves emitting from him, and he took this opportunity to leave.

A pair of blood-colored bats spread out from behind him, moving quickly with him until there was a gentle pull on the bowstring, and a red light bloomed from the fingertips of the black-haired youth.

In the next second, Kate fell from the air as if she had been hammered in the chest, and the bare half of the black-robed man on the side outlined an arc.

A blood-colored thunderbolt fell directly from the sky, and Kate spat out a mouthful of blood, which formed a semicircular shield to protect him.

The thunder was as corrosive as it was, and soon the blood-colored mask was eroded away.

Qin Ming looked at the white-haired young man who was not moving in front of him.

"Looks like we're going together. Before you do it, can you tell me why you ambushed him?" Qin Ming asked.

The white-haired young man's pale face and scarlet eyes gave him the temperament of a noble son, different from ordinary people. And it is.

As one of the few in this realm, he has become a duke's existence.

"It's necessary. This was his answer, Qin Ming's head tilted, and a palm stretched out from the left side of his neck. Fortunately, he opened the eyes of power.

And the time vision was used in the first time, and the other party's hand was expected.

Qin Ming grabbed this arm with one hand and used his fighting technique to lift the mountain. A tremendous force erupted at the arms and shoulders at the same time.

If the fighting skills like the spider mainly use soft force, then this fighting skill mainly uses rigid force.

The power that erupted from these points was enough to tear apart any existence here except him.

And this is indeed the case, the white-haired young man was thrown in front of him from behind, and before he knew it, his arm had been twisted off.

However, as a vampire, he also has a strong reflex ability, and almost instantly, those blood-colored flowers scattered in the air like roses were controlled by him.

And quickly recycled between his body and his broken arm.

Qin Ming seemed to be carrying a red rope in the middle, which could be regarded as overcoming rigidity with softness.

But if that's all there is to it, then it's too simple. Looking at the white-haired young man who fell to the ground, Qin Ming didn't have a trace of pity, and stepped on that face with one foot.

The latter floated straight up as if it had no mass. Just as Qin Ming dodged his hand, he also dodged Qin Ming's leg.

And Qin Ming's legs fell to the ground, startling a cloud of dust and a sandstorm. It may be at this time that he really treats Qin Ming as a real opponent.

But Qin Ming didn't give him this chance.

The Heartbreaker Sword was caught in his hand, and Mithril was not only resistant to magic, but also unexpectedly able to inflict great damage on vampires.

However, the sword made of Valez Steel will have the same effect on beings that naturally contain magic in their bodies, namely monsters, vampires, elves, and magicians.

Seeing the long sword that was cold and shining silver, he made a decision. The body and hands left, and he was thrown out.

And Qin Ming, who had lost his target, thrust the Heartbroken Sword into this arm and slammed it fiercely.

The arm, which was still twitching, was now like paraquat, gradually withering, and at a speed visible to the naked eye, it became a pile of flying ash and dissipated into the heavens and the earth under Qin Ming's sword.

From the fight to the present, Qin Ming has not even left the same place, and the other party is no longer as confident as he was at the beginning.

A large amount of blood gushed out of the severed arm, and it eventually became a new arm, but it was far from as simple as it seemed to shape this arm.

For him.

Qin Ming twirled the sword in his hand for a moment.

"Actually, you can wait for him to finish those few before he comes and cleans you up. ”

Qin Ming said, unlike their small-scale battle, the one next to them was indeed close and could be regarded as in full swing.

Judging from the appearance, the cooperation between the four people can be said to be seamless, and it can be said that they firmly grasp the rhythm of the battle.

But in their eyes, they know that this rhythm is too fast, and as soon as there is the slightest problem, the other party will immediately make this rhythm fall apart. But it's just an opportunity.

(End of chapter)

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