Chapter 147: Variety Blood Slave
Qin Yu's pupils shrank dramatically, and his hands clenched on Qin Yaowu's wrists.
The dagger, glowing with a cold sheen, had pierced his heart.
The crimson blood, flowing out as the punctured flesh flowed, gradually staining the dagger's tenacity red.
Although it didn't hurt his heart, it only broke the flesh and blood skin, but it was like a stab on his heart, making Qin Yu feel an inexplicable twitch and pain in his heart.
Qin Yu tugged at the other party's wrist tightly, and suddenly stared at the other party with a sharp eagle in his eyes: "You... No... My father. ”
'Qin Yaowu''s seriously injured state suddenly changed, and was replaced by a touch of cunning and ruthlessness.
He wanted to stab the dagger in his hand forward and plunge it deep into Qin Yu's heart.
But the wrist is like being twisted by iron tongs, and no matter how you move forward, you can't move forward a bit.
After the two sides were at such a stalemate for a while, due to the extremely fast gallop on horseback, the two were fighting each other again, causing 'Qin Yaowu''s clothes to be blown away by the wind and a little messy.
The left side of the collarbone that was blown open was like the word 'slave' on a hot soldering iron, which was so clear and dazzling in front of Qin Yu's eyes.
"Blood slaves?"
Thinking of the man codenamed 'Blood Puppet', Qin Yu's mind couldn't help but think of the name of the code name 'Blood Slave'.
"It seems that the puppet master is right, you really know a lot of our secrets. ”
This blood slave was like a vampire, and his cracked mouth sneered as if two sharp fangs were exposed, and he had a strange bloodthirsty aura: "That's right, I am the hundred-faced blood slave." ”
Sen Ran's words fell, and his face was as if blood had melted, and blood was surging.
Qin Yaowu's face disappeared, and what appeared was a face that made people's hearts numb and couldn't bear to look at it directly.
It's like an ugly face whose facial features and appearance are hard to distinguish after the entire face is burned by the fire.
"No wonder the puppet master ordered us to kill you anyway. ”
"You know too much!"
The extremely ugly and intimidating face began to distort, and he held the dagger and stabbed it into Qin Yu's heart, and his frozen hands exerted force in vain.
The bloodthirsty and demonic blood-colored spiritual power brilliance surged along the meridians of both hands to the palms, making the strength increase a lot.
The dagger, inch by inch, pierced into the flesh of Qin Yu's heart.
The sharp pain of the flesh being cut by the blade was intense.
The physique of this hundred-faced blood slave is so strong, I cast a partial demon transformation, and turned my hands into the wolf claws of the Phantom Flame Demon Wolf, and the strength is not as good as his!
In addition to the surprise in his heart, the meridians in the body of the Ghost Flame Demon Power were running extremely fast, outlining the wrinkled shape of a wolf's head and suddenly surging upward.
"Roar!~"
Qin Yu's head instantly turned into a wolf's head, his throat squirmed, and in the wolf's roar, the ghostly flame demon fire swirled out.
This Phantom Flame Demon Wolf spewed out the Phantom Flame Demon Fire, making Qin Yu try and try again and again, and every time he cast it, it would always play a key role in surprise.
The ghostly flame demon fire gushed out in a swirling nest, and the Hundred Blood Slave had to withdraw.
In an extremely fast moment, he covered his head with both hands, and under the defense of that blood-colored spiritual energy, he blocked the scorching of the ghostly flame demon fire.
"Get out. ”
Qin Yu roared like thunder, and taking advantage of the opportunity for the hundred-faced blood slave to block the ghostly flame demon fire, the gravel fist slammed into his lower abdomen.
Hiss~hiss~!
Da Hei, who was running fast, let out a sharp neighing sound of horses in this sudden change, and his body trembled.
The two people who were fighting each other on horseback suddenly lost their balance, and they all rolled off the horse and fell to the ground.
Qin Yu quickly jumped up from the ground, pulled out the dagger that was pierced into the flesh and blood in front of his chest and stuck between his ribs, the pain made the corners of his mouth crack, he took a sharp breath of cold air, and sighed secretly in his heart: "It's so dangerous." ”
On the way out of the Yan Clan's spiritual vein region, everything was too smooth, which made Qin Yu always feel that something was wrong there, and he always maintained a high degree of vigilance.
It was this high degree of vigilance that made Qin Yu feel a strong murderous aura from the body of the Hundred Variations Blood Slave at the moment before the Hundred Variations Blood Slave made a move, which made Qin Yu react in time.
If Qin Yu's reaction was half a beat slower, the dagger would probably have pierced his heart at this moment.
The eldest prince was really vicious and cunning, and he was calculating from beginning to end, letting Qin Yu fall into the killing moves of this game step by step.
The battle formation gathered by the previous group of black-clothed people, and the Great Blood Demon Hand that was unleashed, was already a huge killing move.
Fortunately, there was a temporary change, and Yang Yuerui blended into this group of people and stopped the group of masked black-clothed people for Qin Yu.
This chain of games, step by step contains killing moves, and if he is not careful, Qin Yu may have already been in the wilderness.
Qin Yu saw through this game, but he never expected that his father Qin Yaowu would be the most lethal secret move in this game.
It's really a good means, it's easy to calculate, it's okay to miss anything, and I don't even give myself the slightest chance of surviving.
"It's a pity, he still missed it, underestimated my strength, and didn't expect Yang Yuerui to mix in the black-clothed crowd. ”
The game is broken, and it is no longer a booby-trapped game, but a losing endgame.
After taking an elixir for the treatment of skin trauma, Qin Yu stared at the Hundred Variety Blood Slave with his eyes dead, and said in a deep voice: "Tell your secret, and I will give you a good time." ”
"I have a slave mark on my body, and if I betray the puppet master, or say half a word about their secret, the slave mark in my body will be immediately detonated, and I will die violently. ”
"It is impossible to capture me alive and force their secrets out of my mouth. ”
"What's more, do you have the ability to capture me? You are just a triple cultivator of the Pulse Realm, and you only have a demonic transformation secret technique in your hands. ”
"Even if the sneak attack fails, you are not my opponent, if I kill you today to make meritorious contributions, the puppet master will definitely give me supreme skills!"
Licking his chapped lips, the Varied Blood Slave let out a sinister laugh and rushed over.
"It's a shame that I can't get the secret of the 'Blood Golem' from you. ”
Qin Yu sighed slightly, his complexion changed, and a sharp light flashed between his eyes.
The primary combat deduction ability in the brain operated on its own, and the virtual images assumed by the deduction quickly surfaced and flashed in the mind.
In the face of the killing and attacking moves of the Hundred Variety Blood Slaves, Qin Yu seemed to have the ability of an unpredictable prophet, and his body was extremely ingenious, and he counterattacked with extremely clever movements.
Every punch, every palm, every movement is connected just right, there is no half-minute stagnation of movements, and the rhythm of the battle is perfectly controlled.
Variety blood slaves, combat power is not very strong.
The cultivation is about the fifth level in the Chongmai Realm, and there is only one Xuan-level lower-grade martial art and several yellow-level high-grade martial arts.
He just controlled that strange disguise transformation technique, and he sneaked up on and killed his opponent by surprise.
Fighting Qin Yu head-on, he was not at all the opponent of Qin Yu, who had the ability of the four Phantom Flame Demon Wolves, although Qin Yu's cultivation realm was two levels lower than him.
"Big black. ”
Qin Yu, who completely controlled the rhythm of the battle, immediately found a flaw, and the whip leg like a steel whip was fiercely thrown on the waist of the Hundred Variety Blood Slave.
Suffering a heavy blow from the Whirlwind Leg Martial Technique, the body of the Hundred Blood Slave had not yet landed, and the big black grinning teeth on the side, his eyes condensed with terrifying magic light, and the magic pupil beam burst out from the demon eye.
Poof~哧~
The Hundred Variations Blood Slave was attacked by the Demon Pupil Beam, and his entire body was directly blasted into a cloud of blood mist, and his body was shattered, completely cut off from life......
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