"I mean...... They're also too ...... His appearance is not good. ”

Looking at the strange-looking Hardeman, Xu Tian slowly retreated, step by step, and said as he walked:

"I can't imagine that the business tycoon of the Brown family can tell the authenticity of a copper nail, and I realize that I really don't know anything about you, Mr. Hardeman, no, it's not ......"

"Mr. Cain. ”

Kim: "???"

"What did you say!?"

Nebora was shocked, and the moment the pores all over his body stood upside down, he instinctively hit behind Xu Tian.

At this moment, everyone present felt a chill coming, and they all felt a burst of creepy.

Hardeman's face changed.

But then, the man in the suit hung his head, and a moment later, as his shoulders trembled slightly, and trembled more and more, the louder and louder laughter echoed through the empty villa.

"Haha...... Hahaha......"

He looked up and laughed as he looked mad as one demon pattern after another began to emerge on the surface of his skin......

"Interesting, really interesting, I didn't expect it to be discovered by you so easily......"

Ignoring the sudden pull out of the gun and aimed at his own Jin on the side, Hardeman's eyes gradually turned blood-red, looking at Xu Tian's gaze, like a beast staring at his prey.

"The smell of dead fish can't be covered no matter how much perfume you use. ”

Xu Tian snorted.

Of course, just based on the unusual but deliberately muffled smell of Hardeman's body, Xu Tian couldn't conclude that the Hardeman in front of him had been stolen, and he was not sure that this was the king of the blood clan, the legendary Cain, who really made him assert that the Hardeman in front of him was the murderer of the first murder in the legend, or Wu Dalang's reminder.

As a powerful half-stage corpse spirit, Wu Dalang could feel a yin aura in this person's body that made his heart palpitate.

And this kind of yin qi, he has only felt it on the yin soldiers and yin generals, and it can never be the breath of a living person.

It was at that moment that Xu Tian dared to conclude that the person in front of him was not Hardeman, or even an ordinary blood clan, and the possibility that it was the blood ancestor Cain, which was very large!

"Blood Ancestor, Cain!?"

Neborah's face changed, he never thought that after returning to the United States, he would see such a situation, he was shocked and angry, and asked in a trembling voice: "You...... You killed Hardeman!?"

"I think...... Probably not. ”

Hardeman, Cain, who had the appearance of Hardeman, shrugged his shoulders and poured himself a glass of red wine...... It looks like a red wine bottle, but what comes out is viscous and fresh blood.

He was like a fine wine, gently shaking his glass at the bright moon outside the window.

The moonlight casts on the blood in the wine glass, revealing a scarlet and bewitching light.

"I am the king of the blood clan, I was originally the highest life form, it is impossible to condescend to live in the body of other creatures, my true appearance is not those lowly parasites......"

Cain took a sip of the delicious virgin blood he had just collected, stretched out his long, sharp purple-black tongue and licked the corners of his mouth, and said, "It's his honor that I'm just impersonating Hardeman." ”

"What did you do with Mr. Hardeman?"

Jin's face was extremely gloomy, and in his blue eyes, restless anger almost gushed out. Although Hardeman is his master, he treats him like a brother and a father, and they have long had an inseparable family affection with each other.

"Don't be nervous, Kim, I said it...... He's not dead, um, I mean, I didn't see his body, he's not dead...... There are many cases in history of such resurrections, aren't they?"

Cain looked at the scarlet blood in the cup and said lightly, "And ...... Do you think that thing in your hand can really hurt me? If not, please put it down, I hate the feeling of bees trying to prick me with needles, I am the first murderer in the history of mankind, but to be honest, I really haven't killed someone myself for a long time, so long that I can't remember it at all, that's not what an elegant nobleman should do, but if you continue to point that thing at my head, I don't mind reliving the pleasure of that most primitive evil......"

Xu Tian also spoke: "Jin, retreat over here." Leave it to me. ”

"Over to you?"

Cain gently put the empty glass back on the table, stood up straight, spread his hands, and said, "You don't have a brass nail stained with the blood of God, and I will stand here, and you can ......."

Before he finished speaking, his blood-red pupils shrank fiercely, and then lowered his eyelids to see that there was an extra line of blood on his waist, which was caused by a thunderous six-vein divine sword qi, and the next moment......

He fell off his feet in the first half of his body.

No more sound.

"Quack. ”

Xu Tian withdrew his sword finger, "I thought it would be so difficult to deal with, that's all?"

"Well, Tian-kun, are you cosplaying me with him?"

Wu Dalang said.

Xu Tian quipped: "I still know cosplay, yes, there are not many ancients who are willing to keep pace with the times these days." ”

"Hmm...... On the streets of Japan, I saw a lot of them before. ”

"Do you think I'm dead?"

Just as Xu Tian turned around to leave while chatting with Wu Dalang, the voice from behind him made the corners of his eyes twitch slightly.

Looking sideways, Cain, intact, was slowly rising from the ground.

"I'm sorry......"

Cain pouted helplessly, "If that kills me, that swordsman buried me one night three thousand years ago, and his sword was the fastest I've ever seen, well, before I met you." Now he should only be the second. ”

The sword flashed, and the sky spun around in front of him, only to find that his head had fallen to the ground, along with the severed flesh and limbs on his body......

It's really a big dismantle.

Xu Tian looked patiently and found that its meat pieces automatically stretched out countless tendons, connected to each other, and then grew back again.

Not even a single scar was left and healed closely......

"Ah...... How rude, Mr. Semuel......"

Cain stood up again, and then his appearance, figure, and even clothes began to change, and finally he actually changed into Xu Tian wearing a glow-in-the-dark Gucci tracksuit.

The only difference between him and the genuine Xu Tian is that he has magic patterns all over his body, that kind of ...... A magic crest that symbolizes God's curse.

"Unfortunately, I am immortal, and no matter what, you will not be able to destroy me, no matter how you dismantle me, even if you burn me to ashes, as long as there is only one cell or even one atom left...... I'll be back to the same way in the blink of an eye. ”

Xu Tian took a look, this self with a gloomy temperament, tattoos on his face, and black lips...... It's pretty handsome.

But this did not prevent him from striking three Dragon Descending Palms and sixteen six-vein divine swords at himself not far away in two seconds.

Unexpectedly, these attacks all passed through Cain this time, and then a strong gust of wind hit him, and the afterimage of Xu Tian had not yet dissipated, and an iron fist had already smashed into Xu Tian's chest, knocking him through the wall of the villa and sending him flying.

"Now, let's get started......"