This attack was timed just right, just in the split second when Sycamore pulled his hand back.

"Woohoo!"

Sikong Haoran only had time to increase the strength of the soul enchantment, and a terrifying tearing sound suddenly sounded, which was the sound of a sharp blade piercing the air and the soul enchantment.

At the same time, Sikong Haoran turned around suddenly, and the moment his right hand stabbed out, the dead wood dragon roared faintly, and the two blades collided in the gray space, and the starlight rubbed out was like a brilliant firework blooming, and the cold and ruthless eyes made him feel like falling into a cold cave for ten thousand years.

"Bang!

A huge force came from the dead wood dragon dagger, Sikong Haoran's eyebrows were condensed, his heart was terrifying, and he took five steps back in a row before he could stop his body, his right hand trembled violently, and he quickly clenched in the bend, and the tiger's mouth burst into a fine crack, and bright red blood splattered into the air.

"Don't act rashly!" Sikong Haoran was like a giant mountain in front of Qingqiu and Wutong, and at the same time, an eager soul voice echoed in the ears of the two.

Fortunately, he arranged a soul enchantment around him, and a part of his soul power prevented possible changes, otherwise, even if he had the soul power of the pseudo-heaven realm, the physique of the blood exchange realm, and the primary strength of the Sword Emperor, it would be difficult for him to retreat under this strange attack, and it would not only be the tiger's mouth on his right hand that was injured, but also his net worth!

Qingqiu and Wutong counterattacked at the same time as Sikong Haoran counterattacked, Shadow Butterfly and Cicada Wing appeared in the palm of their hands, and the moment the two were about to make a move, a hand stopped in front of them, seemingly to protect, but in fact it was blocking the way.

"Huh!" the black shadow retreated with a blow, and then an unbelievable loss of voice sounded from between his lips and teeth, and no Sword Emperor junior ant could survive his strange assassination, and even counterattacked: "Interesting!"

The rioting Soul Eater Infant let out a baby-like wail in the void, and the black shadow seemed to merge with the night, and anyone who approached him turned into a pile of flesh foam before he could get close to him.

Half an hour after leaving, the person who looked similar to Huang Quan had already died under his attack, and the result was as expected.

Looking at the dagger he was holding in his hand, the faint dragon chant just now made the black shadow have a trace of emotion, the Sword Emperor Junior, was able to resist his sneak attack without being defeated, and he was only slightly injured. And the two girls behind him, the fleeting killing machine made the black shadow feel the extreme cold, and those with such momentum must have been stained with the blood of countless people in their hands.

"Woo!"

The blood bursting from the tiger's mouth attracted the attention of the four Soul Eater Demon Infants, and in the midst of their weeping, they unleashed a terrible soul attack in the direction where the three of them were, and then flew down quickly.

"Boom!"

The Soul Devouring Demon Infant was instantly dismembered by a sword qi, and the soul power of Sikong Haoran's pseudo-heaven realm spread like a spider web, his eyebrows frowned, and a soul voice from Qingqiu sounded in his ears: "He has disappeared into the darkness, and his strength is at the middle level of the Sword Emperor, it may be ......"

The gray space was filled with fierce sword qi, and the mystic and soul devouring demon babies were constantly dying one after another, and the smell of blood was getting stronger and stronger!

The death of the four Soul Eaters did not make the other Soul Eaters retreat, but instead flew down more and more.

"Woooooooooo

The corners of Sikong Haoran's mouth snorted lightly, and three souls deeper than darkness broke through the air, and the Soul Eater Demon Infant who flew down let out a terrible wail, and then fell madly. And at this moment, the soul ocean once again sent out a death alarm, and in the back of the heart, there was a pinprick cramping pain in the skin, and the dark cold light pierced the darkness.

"Woohoo!"

A sharp blade pierced through Sikong Haoran's heart, and then shattered in the incredible light of the black shadow. And there was a pinprick-like sting pain in the back of his heart, and just as the black shadow snorted coldly, his soul ocean cracked everywhere like an apocalypse, and the soul wave overturned.

"Ahh

The black shadow let out a terrible scream, and then the dead wood dragon chant stabbed into the back of his heart an inch away, and his left foot kicked out quickly, and with a bang, Sikong Haoran threw it backwards.

In an instant, Qingqiu's cicada wings pierced into his chest, and the shadow butterfly of the sycamore slashed through his throat in an instant.

"Poof!"

The blood exploded in the air, and the black shadow quickly escaped from the encirclement of the three of them, and then disappeared into the darkness.

"It's a pity!" Qingqiu flicked her fingers, and the cicada wings conjured up afterimages under the soul power of the pseudo-heaven realm, strangling the soul devouring demon baby flying from the void, the corners of her mouth sneered, and then looked ahead playfully.

While Qingqiu was transmitting the voice to Sikong Haoran, he also said the attack and killing plan against the black shadow, but unfortunately the three of them did not let him fall on the spot, but... But he was also seriously injured.

The three of them stared directly at the dark shadow in their sight, and their qi was firmly locked on his every move.

In the darkness, the black shadow's facial features were hideous, the corners of the mouth were oozing blood, and the pupils shrunk to the size of a pinpoint in a shudder, and the aura from the soul overflowed all over the body, and the flying soul eater demon infant fled in a hurry, and the black dagger in the palm of his hand was also roaring wildly.

His throat was spilling blood, if it wasn't for the fact that he had discovered the difference of the second daughter a long time ago, it came from the killer's instinctive induction, then his throat had been cut at this moment.

The wound on his chest was only half an inch away from piercing his heart, and this was not the most serious, the most serious thing was that his soul ocean was experiencing the sharp pain of tearing his soul every moment, and the feeling of pain made him want to smash his head with a punch.

As soon as he made a move, it was the most lethal move, and he was now 100% sure that the young man surrounded by the two girls was Huang Quan.

Suddenly, the black shadow's pupils suddenly dilated from the size of a needle, as he felt the world in front of him in a trance, quickly sealing the veins in his throat and chest, and a mouthful of black blood spurted out from between his lips and teeth again. Poisoned, that's right, he was poisoned, the hideous pupils looked at Qingqiu and Wutong again, and then glanced at the shadow butterfly and cicada wings in their palms, and said in shock: "Dark night, blood brake poison diar!"

Blood Brake Poison Rose, talking about Qingqiu and Wutong, twin sisters who are even more terrifying than the hellish ghosts, their weird assassination and silent poisoning methods have changed the color of many sects and forces in the Five Domains, and many killers are afraid of them like snakes and scorpions.

"Nightfall, you still have a bit of knowledge!" Shadow Butterfly beat happily in the palm of his hand, Wutong smiled contemptuously, and said with a smile: "The last half of the tea, enjoy the rest of the time, the Soul Eater Demon Baby will be your final destination!"

The moment she saw the black shadow, the darkness that filled her body, and that little bit of coldness, Wutong became suspicious of his identity, and a name appeared in her mind.

The smile on his face is like a spring breeze, but in the eyes of the night, it is like a life-threatening sickle in the dark night.

And the kung fu of half a cup of tea, these six words were like six 10,000-ton mountains pressing on his soul, because there was only half a cup of tea left before the task of assassinating Huang Quan.

"Poof!"

The naked ridicule and humiliation made the night fall into the abyss of eternal darkness, and the black blood poured into his mouth again, and then spurted out from between his tight lips and teeth, unwillingness, anger, and killing intent were all written on his facial features, and a murderous thought like a deep resentful woman came from afar: "Huang Quan, I will come to you again!"

There is no need to be sure whether he is Huangquan or not, his strange body method, the secret method of concealing the soul breath, the tricky assassination method, and the blood brake poison dill... All of this was telling him the answer.

"'Yama Heavenly Burial' will make him have no more power to attack in a short period of time, but if he wants to expel the toxins in his body, it will definitely cost him half his life, but unfortunately, he didn't kill this tumor on the spot!" Shadow Butterfly roared in the air, and the soul devouring demon babies who wept bitterly were slaughtered one after another, Wutong turned around, and Shadow Butterfly was once again pinched in the palm of his hand by him, and his eyebrows and eyes curled to look at Sikong Haoran whose mouth was stained with blood.

Sikong Haoran twitched slightly in the corner of his eyes, and even a star-level killer was afraid of three points, looking at the shadow butterfly in her palm, his heart trembled fiercely for no reason. Thinking of the picture of her rubbing her throat with the shadow butterfly in the Moon Tower, I felt shuddered all over my body, as if I had really met and understood the two of them for the first time.

A woman who can't be offended, a racha who can't be provoked, this is the voice of his soul in the depths of his soul.

Qingqiu's delicate face was full of caution, staring directly at the dark void, and said slowly: "Night, a star-level killer, the Sword Emperor Intermediate Realm, the black fog in front of him is very weird, coupled with the fusion in the darkness, as well as the perverted assassination methods, he can even compete with the Sword Emperor Consummation Master, if he hadn't been so sure of our identity, it would be difficult for you and me to calculate him!"

"The toxin of the 'Yama Heavenly Burial' is not enough to kill the mid-level Night of the Sword Emperor, but it will indeed kill him for half his life. At this moment, the Soul Devouring Demon Infant is rioting, and it is very difficult to pursue, if he of the Sword Emperor's mid-level strength fights back, you and I will definitely pay a heavy price, and besides, there are a lot of strange breaths here!"

The three black-clothed men mentioned in the mouth of the Xuanshi who fled in a hurry before could hear it clearly, and this place was very close to the Zongheng headquarters, she even suspected that the Extreme Abyss Chamber of Commerce was likely to be the Zongheng Killer Organization behind it?

Sikong Haoran was able to deeply understand the heaviness in Qingqiu's words, the Wind Trace Cloud Shadow Body Condensed a Phantom, the Soul Determination Secret Technique covered the breath, and finally stabbed the dead wood dragon chant in the heart of the night curtain was only an inch deep, which made him very unbelievable.

The physique of the Blood Exchange Realm, the strength of the Sword Emperor's primary, and the sharpness of the Dead Wood Dragon Yin, he knew very well what kind of effect the fierce attacks launched with the cooperation of these few would achieve, and he was still in the state of being attacked by the soul at night. Thinking about it carefully, it is not difficult to conclude that Nightfall is a difficult opponent, a killer with a high risk factor, as evidenced by the sharp pain in his chest and the blood oozing from the corners of his mouth.

"Not long after we entered, Nightfall discovered our whereabouts, there must be other Vertical and Horizontal Killers hidden in the Soul Eater Demon Cave, it is likely that we entered earlier, or he received the news!?" The three of them hid in the darkness, and Sikong Haoran maintained the soul barrier and expressed his opinion.

Wutong raised his head slightly, looked at the blood on the corner of his mouth, looked a little worried, and then opened his lips and teeth: "Stinky boy, I saved you again, how can you thank me?"

"How can I thank you, I gave you a Soul Eater Demon Baby as a pet!" Sikong Haoran muttered in his heart, wiped the bright red from the corners of his mouth, and said lightly: "Dispel a few more soul attacks of the Soul Eater Demon Baby for you." ”

Wutong was about to speak again, but Qingqiu interrupted her and said in a low voice: "Zongheng will never allow the mission to fail, you and I both know this, and it is likely to be more dangerous in the future!"

"It's not realistic to leave the Soul Eater Cave now, but fortunately, there are too many variables here!"

Sikong Haoran and Wutong nodded slowly, the vertical and horizontal code of conduct has always been like this, and the night will definitely return. The stumps and severed arms that filled the ground in sight, the terrible screams, and the pervasive smell of blood made the Soul Eater Infant in the Void Riot even more crazy.

"Whew!"

The fleeing Xuanzhi were shocked one by one, and some of the people who had not yet had time to arrange the Xuanqi Enchantment opened their eyes wide, grabbed their throats with both hands and fell to the ground in despair, and as soon as the terrible screams and cries for help sounded, they were robbed of their souls by the Soul Eater Demon Infant who fell sharply.

"Poisonous miasma!

"Quick... Set up the enchantment and hide!"

Sikong Haoran and the three of them rolled their eyes at the same time and looked around in horror.

In the dark void, a miasma blew up, and in an instant, it enveloped the entire Soul Eater Demon Cave.

At the end of the darkness, a pair of green ghost fire feet trampled on the miasma, and from time to time there was the sound of bones shattering!

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