"Not bad. ”

Blood Traceless walked slowly from a distance, looked coldly at the seven people who bowed down in front of him, and said lightly.

Bang...

Flying up a foot, a little bit of bloody toes, kicked on Ruan Peng's stomach, Ruan Peng's body fluttered lightly, like a small boat in the flood, flew out in response, fell heavily, the body was full of bruises, and the seven orifices oozed blood.

"Boom, I have a plan. ”

Blood brushed his chin without a trace, secretly pondering, and muttered to himself. After a while, he stood with his hands in his hands, waved his hand to the seven people, and said:

"Pull the rest of the guys' bodies over here. ”

"Yes. ”

Although the seven people were a little puzzled, they still respectfully dragged the corpses one by one, and arranged them horizontally and vertically on the ground on the left side of the blood without a trace.

"That's the same. ”

Blood Without a Trace pointed to the corpse of Ruan Peng, who had been kicked by him earlier, and commanded.

"This... ”

One of the seven was about to speak, but was interrupted by blood:

"If you want to go, you will go. What nonsense!"

"Yes ... ”

The man was obviously frightened by the vicious sound of the blood without a trace, so he bowed a few times in a row, walked hurriedly, and trotted all the way to bring the body of Ruan Peng.

"Wait, wait for it. ”

Blood Traceless lifted his sleeves and made the others retreat, he faced the corpse of Ruan Peng alone, and through the mask, he could also feel his malicious smile.

"This face is complete... Not bad, not bad... ”

Blood poked out of his index finger without a trace, and the sharp nails quietly cut through the skin at Ruan Peng's hairline, and a piece of blood faintly oozing from the wound.

Poof...

The other four fingers also submerged into Ruan Peng's face, running along the contours of his cheeks.

The blood-free palm suddenly turned red, like a red-hot soldering iron, clasped on Ruan Peng's face, making the skin rattle.

"Up!"

Blood shouted without a trace, and the five fingers were bent and lifted up, and the skin of Ruan Peng's face was completely removed, and the corpse was a blur of flesh and blood, which was unbearable. The round eyeballs fell from the empty sockets, the brain marrow flowed out of the nostrils in small pieces, and a mouthful of yellowed teeth lined up without lips, all of which looked extremely terrifying.

"Very good... ”

Blood nodded in satisfaction, reached out to summon a man, and jerked the skin on his right hand onto the mask on the man's face.

"Don't move!"

He shouted to the man, frowning, and carefully carrying his palm, all five fingers red, gently caressing the skin, sometimes carved with sharp nails, but also a little dexterous.

After a while, that face gradually recovered its appearance on Ruan Peng's face, and the mask also became thinner, and it was tightly pasted on the person's face, grinning, except that the look in his eyes was not very similar to Ruan Peng, and the rest, whether it was the appearance or expression of his facial features, was the same as Ruan Peng.

After a short rest, the blood without a trace was concocted in the same way, and the faces of Li Qilin and the other four were removed and attached to the masks of the other four. After doing all this, he looked at the finished product and laughed a little wildly.

"You two go back and tell the master of the house. ”

Blood Without a Trace pointed to the two people in front of him who were not painted on their faces, and said:

"I'll wait to destroy that old thief Chen Jiu. ”

"Yes. ”

The two of them responded, their figures flew away, and they went into the distance, the blood without a trace smiled secretly, and the five fingers of their right hands were clenched into fists:

"Old thief Chen Jiu, even if you have wings this time, you will not be able to escape!"

Following... Daybreak...

In the deep forest, Lan Moxin led the way, and Xu Wen and the others followed, all moving forward.

"There are quite a few traces left by the Blood Sect. ”

As he walked, Lan Huaxin leaned down, gently picked a wild flower, looked at the black blood with black gas and hideous breath on the petals, and said lightly:

"They must have been waiting for me at the glacial lake. ”

"I think so. ”

Xu Wen smiled a little demonically:

"Painter Heart-kun, why don't you go directly into the ice lake this time, but instead go around in this deep forest outside?"

"You ask Mo Xinjun. ”

Lan Huaxin smiled shallowly, closed the folding fan in his hand, signaled that he didn't know, and pointed to Lan Moxin, who was in a hurry in front of him.

"Oh?"

Xu Wen stretched his waist and walked towards Lan Moxin, only to see that the latter was directing a few people and drawing something on the ground.

It seemed to be a kind of charm, a faint blue light sometimes dimmed, sometimes brilliant, endless, endless.

"Changfeng-kun. ”

Seeing Xu Wen coming, Lan Moxin smiled a little awkwardly and waved at him.

"What is this?"

Xu Wen looked at the spell patterns on the ground with some confusion, he didn't know anything about this thing.

"Oh, Changfeng-kun said this. ”

Lan Moxin straightened his long hair that was a little messy, wiped the sweat that was about to drip on his forehead, and said:

"I'm setting up an enchantment, and the people of the Blood Sect will definitely have no way to escape. ”

"I see. ”

Xu Wen sighed and patted Lan Moxin's shoulder in front of him:

"It's still Mo Xinjun, you're scheming. ”

"Don't dare to be. ”

Lan Moxin smiled bitterly:

"When it comes to the art of war and strategy, who can compare to Changfeng Jun. ”

Xu Wen didn't respond, just glanced at him a little arrogantly, and then slowly walked back to Lan Huaxin's side.

At this time, Lan Huaxin and Xu Jian and other gang leaders were talking.

"Lord Blue Painted Heart, what do you think we have a chance of winning?"

Xu Jian arched his hand and asked respectfully.

"Seventy percent. ”

Lan Huaxin shook his fan, and the breeze blew through his hair, showing his handsomeness even more:

"The White Dragon Society and the Tiangang Sect each have a half-step king rank, and Mo Xinjun will fight with them. Changfeng Jun and the Blood Sect Master can fight, and I will fight with that Blood Dragon Qian, Blood Without a Trace. As for the rest of them, it is up to you. ”

"Lord Painted Heart is serious. ”

Xu Jian and the heads of the sects were all archiving.

"It is said that the blood without a trace is also a royal rank, can you?"

Xu Wen walked lightly and asked.

"It's not a big problem, besides, the Blood Sect came from afar, and the number of people must be inferior to ours. ”

Lan Huaxin smiled and said. Xu Wen waved his hand and dismissed all the leaders.

"The White Dragon Society and the Tiangang Sect must have already taken refuge in the Blood Sect for a long time, and this time they will eradicate this great trouble in one fell swoop. ”

Xu Wen said, his voice a little fierce.

"I also want to frustrate the Blood Sect's spirit, they have been arrogant for too long, this time they despise us so much, this is our opportunity. ”

Lan Huaxin put away the folding fan, and looked at Xu Wen with four eyes, and his face did not change color.

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