Chapter 27: Witnessing Death
The long sword slashed in mid-air, and a huge head rose into the sky, but the moment the blood spurted out of the neck, it froze, floating in the air for a long time.
"Gao Qiang."
Feeling the power in his hand, Chen Qing exclaimed.
This was just a casual sword in his hand, and he actually easily killed a second-rate realm python.
Sucking all the blood in his body dry, Chen Qing turned to look at the remaining fifteen giant pythons.
They were slowly backing away.
Stared at him warily.
"The weak should make way for the strong. In the past, I was not strong enough, and I could only run away when I saw you, but now I am strong enough, and it is your turn to run... Of course, it depends on your speed. Chen Qingyun said lightly, and flicked the long sword in his hand.
The sword is hard.
Chen Qing used countless pure iron to build it, in order to make it hard, and it is said that the swordsmith also added a large part of the diamond.
So this sword has no other features.
It's just one word, hard.
Anyway, it's enough for Chen Qing to be a scourge.
The fifteen pythons all have good intelligence, they know that they can't kill the human in front of them, but they can't leave themselves, they can only stare at him, their tongues constantly swaying in the air.
"Silk..."
"Silky..."
"Silk... Silk Silk"
………
The pythons said a lot, but Chen Qing didn't understand it anyway.
Anyway, they chose to surround Chen Qing together.
And the meaning of cold is constantly born around here.
Chen Qing was a little cold, but he was guessing in his heart... The snakes looked like they were about to break the jar.
And.
They were going to beat him up.
You must know that in the past, it was his subordinates who singled out a person.
Although Chen Qing is fearless in terms of strength, he is alone, and he is surrounded by fifteen fifteen or sixteen-meter pythons, this feeling is really not good.
Pouting, Chen Qing smiled: "There are more people than me, it's too stupid." ”
With a wave of his right hand, countless bats flew out of his body, condensing into him one by one.
A hundred in total.
Each one has the power of a third-rate peak.
Chen Qing smiled, now he has the ability to adjust the strength of the bat.
The strongest can reach seventy percent of the strength of a body.
Chen Qing can be incarnated into two thousand five hundred.
Although it cannot be condensed into a body at the same time, it is still feasible to release them one by one.
As for these hundred.
It is also the strongest force he can gather now.
A hundred Bloods who possess seventy percent of his strength.
"Come on, treat them well to Lao Tzu."
The wings rushed out, constantly inciting in the air, Chen Qing flew high into the air, quietly watching the battle below, quite a bit of a 3D real person melee feeling.
The doppelganger he condensed is still very powerful.
Although only the Blood Wing can be used among the four powerful abilities, this is enough.
One hundred Chen Qing spread their wings and kept shuttling beside the fifteen giant pythons, and when they saw which, they would punch each other, or the kind of blow with all their strength and the resistance brought by flying.
The fifteen giant pythons were suddenly a little unhappy.
These little loaches are always attacking them, and they are ...... Can't hit, can't hit at all.
As a snake, they can only pinch people, bite, scare people, and pick up their tails to smash people when they play with their lives.
They are still strong in the face of ordinary people and animals.
But they were up against a Bloodline who could fly.
That's embarrassing.
It doesn't matter if you can't bite it yourself, it doesn't matter if you can't shoot your tail, what's even more bloody is that they can always magically hit the same kind of people next to them.
So there's such a scene.
A group of blood clans constantly harassed these giant pythons in the air, and the giant pythons picked up their heads and tails, and frantically hit their peers around them.
emm…
Chen Qing suddenly thought of something, and suddenly became interested.
With a wave of their big hand, the blood clansmen who had been fighting for almost ten minutes and had no casualties grabbed the fifteen giant pythons on the ground, and then flew towards the sky.
Fifteen pythons struggled frantically, they had sensed the danger coming,
But no matter how much they struggled, it would be to no avail.
After all, these 100 blood clans have seventy percent of Chen Qing's strength.
That is, the strength of seven hundred and fifty pounds.
It's really strong.
Chen Qing looked at them playfully, his face full of banter.
What are the natural predators of snakes.
Eagle.
How an eagle kills a snake.
Of course, they fell to their deaths.
This gave Chen Qing a lot of inspiration.
This trick can kill all the people in the world.
In the face of the strong people who can't be beaten, take them directly when he is caught off guard, and then wait until a certain height to make it easy.
watched each other fall into meatloaf.
A treat indeed.
After all, he can follow the other party in the air all the time.
It looks really exciting.
With a shock of wings, Chen Qing flew into the sky.
The bloods continued to fly upward, but the fifteen giant pythons did not move.
I don't know if it's dead or what's wrong, it's softly grabbed by a dozen blood clans, and it looks like a dead snake.
"What are you doing...... Airsickness? ”
Chen Qing smiled, and then waved his hand.
All the clones stopped flying.
"Let's witness life and death together, remember, it is you who die, I live, come."
With a snap of his fingers, all the clones were instantly retracted.
Without the support of the clone, the fifteen giant pythons suddenly began to fall.
It's getting faster and faster.
The wind that brings it up is also very hot.
Chen Qing swooped down violently and followed the giant pythons down.
Flying is really cool.
Especially such a cool fly.
It's so exciting.
The wind in the air was very strong, forming a stream of cold air, but Chen Qing was not cold at all, he was a third-rate high-level martial artist, the owner of a thousand and eighty catties of strength.
Have you ever seen the Hulk say cold in big pants?
That can't.
Even if it's really cold, you have to hold on.
It's a matter of face.
As for the fifteen pythons......
Cold, what is cold.
Have we been cold?
Snakes are cold-blooded.........
Well, the body temperature of cold-blooded animals is still hot.
Five minutes later.
They were only about a hundred meters away from the ground.
flew for a while, and when he reached thirty meters, Chen Qingmeng's wings suddenly floated in mid-air.
Fifteen pythons fell to the ground.
It was torn apart, and the ground was littered with minced flesh.
It looks bloody.
With a grudge on his shoulders, Chen Qing was basically immune to this level of blood.
It doesn't matter.
Condense all their bloody clothes and turn them into blood threads to absorb them.
Chen Qing looked at his rhythm with appreciation again: "This move is really good, it seems that it is good to have a name similar to her." ”
After thinking about it, Chen Qing said again: "I fell to death you... No, this one is too earthy. The king hits hard, no, this is too presumptuous. ”
The moment when the pythons fell to their deaths came to mind again...
The intimate contact of the fragile body with the ground.
The desolation of broken flesh and blood.
"Just call, witness death, I, Chen Qing, witness your death."
Chen Qing showed that mysterious smile again.
With a little white face...
A complete villain.