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"Whew!"

A soft sword as thin as a cicada's wings stabbed almost against his eye.

Devouring Qing forcibly turned his head, and sure enough, he saw an assassin in a night suit with only a pair of cold eyes appearing in front of him.

The assassin girl didn't succeed in a single blow, and with a shake of her arm, the soft sword suddenly swayed, making a crisp sound, like a poisonous snake, and bit down towards the throat of the devouring green.

Now that Devouring Qing had already prepared, with a loud shout, his body exploded into a blood mist.

The blood mist broke free from the shackles of gravity in an instant, and drifted to the ground three feet away.

"Boom!"

Without the support of that blood-colored mushroom cloud, Dongfang Mo's natal stone finally fell, but it smashed into the air.

The assassin girl misses the blow, and her body disappears out of thin air.

After the blood mist that devoured green turned into fell in the distance, it condensed together and turned into his strange appearance.

"Buzz!"

But then he heard a tingling sound of insects.

I saw a black cloud rushing towards him as fast as lightning.

With the eyesight of devouring green, it is natural to see that the black cloud is composed of insects the size of rice grains.

So he stretched out his finger and pointed at the black insect cloud.

"Whew!"

A blood arrow struck the black insect cloud first, causing the black insect cloud to explode like scattered sand a kilometer away.

Seeing this, there was a slight sarcasm on Yu Qing's face.

However, when the insect cloud exploded, the ferocity of these insects was completely aroused. The speed suddenly increased, and in an instant, it covered him from all sides, and wrapped him in the blink of an eye.

All of a sudden, I heard a goosebump-giving gnawing sound.

"Ahh

He let out a scream.

But the magic sand was like a maggot on a tarsal bone, wrapping him in a thick layer, and only a black humanoid object could be seen struggling in the distance.

Dongfang Mo licked his lips excitedly, Devouring Qing is a Blood Dao cultivator, his body is full of essence and blood, trapped by these insects, it should be difficult for him to break free.

"Whew!"

And just as the insect cloud gnawed at the green devouring package, a silver light appeared, tearing the air apart again.

With the soft sound of a sharp sword entering the flesh, a soft sword as thin as a cicada's wings pierced into the head of the devouring green wrapped in the magic sand.

At this point, the struggling body of Devouring Qing was stunned, and the terrible screams came to an abrupt end.

After the assassin girl succeeded in one blow, her body disappeared into thin air again, disappearing into invisibility.

Just when Dongfang Mo thought that Devouring Qing had been killed by this woman, an incredible scene happened to him. With a bang, the humanoid black figure in front of him suddenly exploded.

Whoa!

Bright red blood, and magic sand the size of a grain of rice, shot out all over the sky.

Although a lot of blood was adhered to and devoured by the magic sand, the remaining blood seemed to be pulled and condensed in mid-air, and once turned into a blue-devouring appearance.

It's just that at this time, his face is full of pitted blood troughs, which is obviously the result of being gnawed by the magic sand.

And on his face, there was a wound of about two inches, almost piercing his head back and forth. The wound was still bubbling with blood, and it couldn't be stopped.

Obviously, this wound was left by the soft sword of the assassin girl before.

After the devouring green appeared, his eyes were unusually resentful.

He reached out and grabbed it, and from his palm, beads of blood poured out, and then these beads of blood condensed into a three-foot-long blood knife.

The moment the blood knife was formed, it exuded a monstrous blood qi, which made people feel sick.

"Die!"

Because he couldn't find the whereabouts of the assassin girl, Devouring Qing didn't hesitate and swung his knife towards Dongfang Mo and slashed at Dongfang Mo in the air.

"Shhhh

A blood-colored horse training swept out and slashed towards Dongfang Mo's waist.

Dongfang Mo had a strong life-and-death crisis in his heart, and with a big move, the natal stone that had submerged into the earth rose to the sky and blocked in front of him.

"Bang!"

Although the natal stone was in front of him at the critical moment, under this slash, the natal stone withstood a huge force and smashed into his body.

"Poof!"

Suddenly, Dongfang Mo's blood spurted upside down and flew out.

But before he could land, a creepy aura hit again. After his ears trembled, he looked up suddenly, and saw a blood line, rushing towards his dantian at a speed faster than the previous bloody knife slash, as if it was about to shatter the elixir in his dantian.

Looking at the devouring green again, he also made a mouth opening motion, obviously the blood line shot from his mouth.

Dongfang Mo was covered in hair, he patted the storage bag on his waist, and a small red shield rose in the wind and blocked in front of him.

"Poof!"

With a soft sound, the small red shield was directly penetrated by the blood line, and then the blood line did not pause at all, and it disappeared into his Tian Dan's position.

"Bang!"

The scene of Dongfang Mo Dantian being pierced by the blood line did not appear, but his body, which was still in mid-air, was once again bombarded by a huge force, this time throwing it farther, smashing several waist-thick trees in the distance before falling to the ground.

With the sound of clicking, the towering tree fell in response, setting off a sky full of dead branches and leaves.

Dongfang Mo's internal organs were turbulent and extremely uncomfortable, especially the position of the dantian, and the sea of qi was tumbling.

Pulling the robe away from the dantian, he saw that a blood line was still attached to the black rain stone, like a living thing, trying to penetrate the inner armor made of black rain stone.

Dongfang Mo flicked his fingers, and a wave of energy hit the blood line, and the blood line vaporized and disappeared.

He didn't expect the blow to be so powerful, and so fast that he could barely react.

Seeing that the blood penetrated the silk could not hurt Dongfang Mo, some shocks appeared on the face of the devouring green and resentful.

He had to consume the essence blood in his body before he could condense it. Not only is this object extremely penetrating, but as long as it is hit, the person who is hit will instantly turn into a pool of blood.

He could only store two blood threads in his body at a time, and after using them, it would take a month to refine them again.

A few days ago, he had used a blood filament against the assassin, and the one he had just now was the last one in his body.

"Dare to come!"

Just as Devouring Qing was about to use some means to kill Dongfang Mo directly, he suddenly turned around suddenly, raised the blood knife in his hand, and slashed down towards a void place behind him without thinking.

The blood-colored sword that was dozens of zhang long directly split the earth into a bottomless crack.

However, he slashed down, but nothing happened.

"Huh?"

Blood-devouring eyes swept around, refusing to let go of a single detail, as if trying to find a trace of the assassin girl.

But this woman's concealment methods are indeed extremely clever, although he can detect that this woman is nearby, he has never been able to accurately find her location.

Knowing that this person could appear at any time and give him a fatal blow.

"Groan!"

Just when his mind was tense, a loud sword sound sounded without warning.

When he looked up in shock, he saw a sword that seemed to be able to split the heavens and the earth, and slashed it down at his head.

The speed of this sword light was not fast, but it was slowly falling visibly with the naked eye. However, Devouring Qing was shocked to find that at this time, he seemed to be locked and unable to move.

Seeing the slow sword slash down, he sensed a dangerous aura that could threaten his life and death.

And Dongfang Mo only felt a little familiar after hearing the sound of this sword roar.

In an instant, he remembered the scene when Ling Yi seriously injured an elder of the Nanyang Mountain Transformation Infant Realm with a sword in the underground stone room.

Thinking of this, he looked in a certain direction, and sure enough, he saw a handsome young man, holding a wine jug in his left hand and a three-foot Qingfeng in his right hand, still maintaining the posture of a sword, and looking at the devouring green, his eyes were full of meaning.