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Qin Hao gently rubbed the cold kunai with his fingers, a golden light that only he could see enveloped his whole body, and there was a brief tingling sensation all over his body, and the corners of his mouth hooked up a wicked smile, staring at the stunned red-robed scribe with a gaze like staring at a dead man. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

arrogant, pretending, self-congratulatory, and even a little middle two, but these traits are just the glow of fireflies on his body, and they are all just faint disguises, only the little people in his blood will be repaid, and ruthlessness and determination are the most solid traits on Qin Hao's body.

Is it a contradiction?

No!

This is like a starry sky, there is always starlight, there is also the sun and the moon, but how can the starlight reach the sun and the moon.

The red-robed scribe's face was ashen, his eyes were terrified, he looked at Qin Hao's injuries that were improving at a speed visible to the naked eye, his fingers trembled, his lips trembled, and he only felt shuddering!

He instinctively felt that this unbelievable thing had nothing to do with the bug just now, but he couldn't figure out the specific reason for it even if he wanted to break his head.

"What the hell are you?"

In fact, he wanted to ask Qin Hao, "Are you really human?" ”

He looked at the insects in the place, and the milk swallow returned to Qin Hao's body like a homing, and finally understood where these insects came from.

Because of this, he felt more frightened and creepy, what kind of monster would raise bugs in his body?

Suddenly, he seemed to think of something, and the blood on his face faded in an instant, and he blurted out: "You are a demon."

The voice has not fallen!

Qin Hao shook it with one hand, and Ku Wu shot directly at the face of the red-robed scribe.

At the same time, he kicked his feet, leaned forward, and rushed forward, chasing the kunai in front of him.

The red-robed scribe's pupils shrank, he forced himself to calm down, closed the folding fan in his hand, aimed at the attacking kunai, and then suddenly opened the fan again, and slammed it towards Qin Hao behind him.

His left hand was not idle, his five fingers were clenched, making a tiger's mouth, and he held and pulled it at Qin Hao's neck.

"I knew you would."

Qin Hao's eyes froze, his feet stopped suddenly, he opened his mouth and a fire dragon erupted, his lower waist was forced, and the whole person stepped on the ground, and at his toes, a sword composed of insect tides flew out, pointing directly at the petrified left leg of the red-robed scribe.

"Despicable!"

The red-robed scribe sweated on his forehead, a trace of panic flashed in his eyes, he gritted his teeth, the spiritual power in his body worked wildly, and his weakly held left hand pulled hard again.

It turned out to be a desperate fight, and before his left leg was shattered, he would preemptively kill Qin Hao under the fan.

The natal supernatural power of the Green Snake Python Demon King is really terrifying, he can feel that he has lost more than just a left leg, and what is even more terrifying is that his soul seems to have been forcibly cut out to a hole, so that his sea of consciousness seems to be broken, and his strong spiritual energy has become a pool of stagnant water, which cannot be mobilized at all.

After all his efforts, he could only barely urge a little, and he had the capital to take risks.

"If you can't hit it, you will die!"

Thinking like this, the suction in the hands of the red-robed scribe was inexplicably stronger by three points.

The rabbit is in a hurry and bites, even the monk.

In a desperate situation, he had a trace of death in his heart, and his spirit and spirit were suddenly highly condensed together, and the spiritual ability of the original stagnant water actually faintly had a little sense.

There is great terror and great potential between life and death.

He held his breath, his fingers were slightly white, but his eyes were getting brighter and brighter, which was a strong will to survive.

The air was like a substance, like a thick wall, lying between the two of them, and it was like an invisible big hand that instantly extinguished the fire dragon and grabbed Qin Hao's neck.

Qin Hao's breathing was blocked, his face turned red, and his body was involuntarily pulled towards the red-robed scribe by a force, to be precise, a fan shadow in the air that exuded a sharp aura.

The fan shadow was cold, and before he was in front of him, the skin on Qin Hao's chest had already felt the cold air first, and his hair exploded.

"If you are hit, you will die!"

The flesh is mortal, and the heart is pierced, and it is definitely a dead exhibition.

Qin Hao stared at the red-robed scribe, biting his pale lips, but his expression was unhurried.

"Looks like this is your last strength."

"If that's all it takes, you can't kill me!"

Qin Hao secretly thought in his heart, and then a handprint that had been prepared a long time ago was pinched out.

"The stand-in technique has been successfully launched!"

"Chakra consumes 50 points, cooldown countdown 90s."

As soon as a piece of broken wood that could be found everywhere in the mountains and forests appeared, it was crushed into pieces, and the red-robed scribe's face was shocked, and he had no time to think about this strange spell in his mind.

His left hand was slightly off, aiming at Qin Hao, who appeared not far from the original position, and holding it tightly again with his five fingers, while his right hand abandoned the fan, which was also held virtually, but it was aimed at the fan-shaped phantom in the air that deviated from the target.

The spiritual power in his body was no longer enough to support him to swing the fan again, but he could barely do it by changing the trajectory of his attack slightly.

However, when he did these movements, he deliberately slowed down.

Really!

Qin Hao's body flashed out of thin air again, and instantly moved to a position of 20 meters next to him.

This scene seems familiar, this scene is still fresh in my memory, this scene makes the red-robed scribe grit his teeth with hatred!

It was this strange instantaneous technique that pitted him to death, and he fell into the current situation, all thanks to this breaking technique, how could he not be guarded.

He was always ready, just waiting for this moment in front of him.

The blue veins on his forehead were thick, the corners of his mouth were hideous, and the resentful hatred in his bloodshot eyes burst out in an all-round way, turning into a killing intent to choose people and devour Qin Hao.

"Little ghost, come here!"

"Click!"

A black sword slammed into his petrified left leg, and a crack emerged, exploding, and his left leg shattered in an instant, his body was unstable, and he fell to the ground fiercely.

He didn't care, a pair of eyes just stared ahead, even if his body lost balance, his two virtual palms were still unswervingly aimed at their respective targets, one left and one right with all their strength to pull and wave.

He sent out all the last trace of power that he could control in his body, and stared at Qin Hao with a crazy smile on the corner of his mouth.

A far more abundant suction force than just now struck Qin Hao like an autumn wind sweeping away leaves, and his whole body suddenly stiffened, like a marionette rising in the air, aiming at the fan shadow in front of him and moving forward rapidly.

"Boom!"

Qin Hao's mouth lightly opened up and down, and the insects covered under the red-robed scribe's body scattered in an instant, and he didn't notice at all that under him, on the pile of broken stones, a detonation charm showed a killing intention.

In this way, it turned out to be the same end?

How can it be!

Qin Hao has the ticket to victory, how can he be willing to die with the red-robed scribe.

"The doubling technique has been launched!"

Qin Hao's thin body, the next breath was like an inflatable ball, it swelled up for no reason, the original 1.4 meters were pulled up in place, and it jumped to 1.7 meters like a radish plucked, so the smile on the face of the red-robed scribe stopped abruptly, and he froze on his face.

"Ahhhh

In the firelight, a terrible howl rang out, and a red figure was blasted into the air, and then slammed back to the ground.

In the bright firelight, the bright red robe seems to be more and more gorgeous!