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The madness of a sixth-level martial artist is terrifying. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

What's more, Long Fei is still a top powerhouse in the sixth level, and ordinary seventh-level martial artists are not his opponents.

Merlin's knife intent inevitably appeared under the onslaught of the other party, and the clothes on his body were gradually scratched by the raging fists, and the blood quickly stained his whole body.

But the battle intent in Merlin's eyes was even stronger, and it was another starry sky slash, and with the help of the light of the stars in the sky, Merlin launched a counterattack.

He no longer dodged, no longer retreated, the soul element poured into his arm along the twelve meridians, each time it was a blow with all his strength, and a sound of crystal shattering came from behind Long Fei - a crack was cut out of his protective light shield!

Mo Lin's blood-red eyes lit up instantly, the mountain opening knife was raised into the air and slashed down, Long Fei's black thin sword went up to meet it, the swords collided, the huge force shook the arms of the two people's arms, and the weapons of the two flew out at the same time.

"Without a knife, I'll see how your sword intent works!"

turned around and blasted the clone away with a punch, and Long Fei's fist intent fell on Merlin's body again.

Rumble!

Merlin crossed his arms and crossed his chest, blocking Long Fei's full force, but the clothes on his arms were shattered, revealing a pair of dark purple bracers on his arms and two black and white fingerblades on his hands.

"Who said you can't break your defenses without sword intent?"

Fluffy ......

Merlin's fists with fingerblades left a series of afterimages in the air, and bombarded Long Fei's body at a speed of nearly a hundred punches per second.

Long Fei was shocked and retreated, and the fist containing the dark power of the iron handprint of the Great Perfection Realm shook his qi and blood, and the remaining soul element could no longer operate stably, and even the fist intent could not be condensed.

With a clattering sound, the protective light shield shattered, and Merlin punched Long Fei's stomach, blasting him directly into the air, and the mirror doppelganger on the side felt Merlin's killing intent, jumped up, grabbed the clothes on Long Fei's chest, and stabbed into his body with the mountain opening knife condensed by the Yin and Yang Martial Spirit in his hand, and instantly thrust several times, after landing on the ground, Long Fei's nose and mouth surged blood, and struggled a few times...... Just die.

......

A feeling of weakness as if his body had been hollowed out made Merlin nearly collapse on the ground.

His arms were already sore, numb and numb due to the overload of the muscles, if Long Fei's protective shield was stronger, his arms were likely to damage the meridians due to the loss of force, this high-intensity and violent attack made Merlin realize a problem - his body was too fragile.

It's not time to rest yet.

Zhao Qiang was chased and killed by three fifth-level martial artists, his life and death were unknown, and every second of delay he was in more danger.

The fifty-eight-pound Mountain-Opening Knife Mo Lin couldn't lift it anymore, and he cast a void step and chased in the direction where Zhao Qiang left.

Merlin was in a hurry, and he forgot to give the mirror doppelganger the instructions to follow, and the others disappeared, but the doppelganger still stood in place stupidly.

As the distance between the two became farther and farther away, a smart light gradually surged out of the slightly dull eyes of the clone, and when the distance between the two exceeded a kilometer, the clone's whole body trembled, and he no longer stared at the direction in which Merlin left, but fell on Long Fei's corpse, and then slowly walked over.

Coming to the side of Long Fei's corpse, the clone tilted his head and stared at him for a second, then suddenly opened his mouth and took a breath at it.

A strange scene appeared.

A trace of blue-green fluorescence suddenly flew out of Long Fei's corpse, and quickly burrowed into the doppelganger's mouth and entered his body.

With the passage of fluorescence, Long Fei's body began to quickly lose blood, shriveled, and turned into a dried corpse in a blink of an eye, and then, the dried corpse shattered silently, quickly turned into a cloud of dust, a gust of wind blew, and the ashes disappeared, except for the storage bags on the ground and a few torn clothes full of holes, there was no trace left.

After absorbing the fluorescence from Long Fei's body, the clone walked towards another corpse......

......

Zhao Qiang leaned against a big tree, supporting his body with a big gun, panting heavily.

His body was covered with wounds large and small, a knife wound in the lower abdomen had cut open the belly, and the internal organs inside could be faintly seen, if it wasn't for the wound blocked with his hands, the intestines would have flowed out long ago.

"Come on, kill Lao Tzu, come and kill Lao Tzu!

Zhao Qiang's face was hideous, the flesh on his face kept twitching, but his eyes showed a bloodthirsty light like a beast.

In the grass in front of him, a killer fell to the ground, a fist-sized hole in his chest spurting blood, his eyes glazed out, and he had long since lost his life.

Next to a rock on the right, another killer had his left arm cut off, his right hand covering his left rib, blood flowing out of his fingers, his eyes were closed, his face was in pain, and he had obviously passed out.

The least injured was the third killer.

Large pieces of flesh had been picked off his shoulders and chest, an ear had been dropped, and most of his face was covered in blood, like a demon crawling out of a pool of blood, and the short sword in his hand was dripping blood.

Just now, it was he who cut Zhao Qiang's stomach open at the cost of one ear and gave him a fatal blow.

The killer saw that Zhao Qiang had completely lost the power to resist, and as long as he walked over, he could easily end his life.

But he didn't dare.

Zhao Qiang's fierce and ferocious desperate way just now deeply shocked him.

Under the siege of his three fifth-level martial artists, he actually killed one person, seriously injured another, and left him with several deep wounds, you know, this guy is only a fourth-level martial artist!

"Sun Tzu, what are you hesitating about, are you afraid! Come on!

Zhao Qiang roared, his soul yuan physical strength had long been exhausted, and he didn't fall down with all his breath, and he was able to kill people under the siege of three elite killers who were one level higher than himself, this was his best record in martial arts cultivation so far, if he could return to the academy, it would be enough to become a capital to brag and boast in front of others, but now he knew that he was going to die, even if that killer didn't come to kill him, it wouldn't be long before the bleeding would kill him.

Zhao Qiang's consciousness became more and more blurred, his eyes could no longer see clearly, he leaned against the tree, slowly sat down, the scolding in his mouth became smaller and smaller, and finally fell to the ground, the hand covering his stomach was weakly released, and the blood from the wound was like a spring.

The killer on the opposite side swallowed his saliva, a fierce light flashed in his eyes, looked at Zhao Qiang on the ground, leaned over cautiously, and after confirming that the other party had passed out, he raised the short sword in his hand and stabbed him in the chest.

Swish!

A brilliant light pierced his chest the moment the killer's dagger fell.

The killer's body instantly stiffened, looking at the hilt of the knife in front of his chest, his eyes showed a trace of dazedness, he slowly raised his head, and when he saw the figure not far away, the dazed color gradually turned into horror, and the last thought before death was born in his heart...... Why is he here? Boss?