The killing clone didn't stop there, but grabbed the tall long sword, and slashed at his sword-wielding right hand like a quick slash. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

The sword was used as a knife, like chopping wood, with a clattering sound, minced meat and broken bones flying, blood and screams intertwined.

"Hahaha," the killing clone laughed maniacally, cruelly like an adversary.

But seeing Gao Meng's entire right arm being cut into more than a dozen sections and scattered on the ground, it was unbearable to see and shocking.

The little bun on the side was frightened and stunned, looking at the killing clone like a monster, and screaming.

Ying Chen's body was slightly stunned, as if he had just discovered that although the killing clone was nothing in the normal state, after entering the killing state, the proportion of Xu is ontological will was too small, making the already violent and wanton momentum even stronger, more intense, and more arrogant!

Arrogant and domineering, momentum like a rainbow!

It seems that the appearance of the killing clone perfectly embodies the essence of this killing personality.

Ying Chen's thoughts flashed, and seeing that Bao Ping was about to run, he sneered, raised his hand and flipped it over, turned out the giant tooth that had been auctioned from the underground auction in Huichun County, and threw it out violently, directly taking the other party's head.

Bao Ping was seriously injured and couldn't dodge, so he simply pulled the two disciples next to him to cushion their backs, and the huge teeth were like horizontal knives, buzzing, easily cutting off the waists of the two disciples, and the flesh and blood flew sideways, allowing him to escape.

Take advantage of this opportunity to escape.

This change was completely beyond his imagination.

It has long been beyond their capabilities, and if they continue, they will only be moths to the fire.

"Da Bai," Ying Chen waved his hand, and a white light flashed, and before Bao Ping could react, he felt a heart-piercing pain in his hand.

He looked down and found that a piece of flesh had been pecked off the back of his hand, and he bared his teeth in pain.

Just about to resist, he found that his face was hot and painful, and he was overwhelmed by Da Bai's extremely fast attack.

"You... You... Who the hell is ......" Bao Ping was afraid, a young man who only needs to wake up and cultivate, but he has exactly the same doppelganger, looking at this decisive means of killing, it is definitely not an ordinary monk.

Maybe it's the young master of a big family, in short, the origin must be extraordinary.

"Who am I, or not?" Ying Chen walked over with his hands in his hands, looking at Bao Ping indifferently, and the mockery was even stronger.

......

At the same time, in the inn.

Gao Meng couldn't even scream, his tongue, nose, and ears were cut off by the killing clones.

His eyes were gouged out, his teeth were pulled out, and all that was left was a huge tremor under the bleeding of the seven orifices.

"You two, if you dare to run, I will chop you into meat foam," the killing clone looked at the other two Ghost Mansion monks who were so frightened that he was urinating, and poked his sword into the tall Heavenly Spirit Bone, and said coldly.

He seems to be keen on torture methods, but in fact, it stems from the sneak attack behind the back that Ying Chen has always hated.

And this time, the other party actually targeted a little bun who was powerless, and he deserved to die!

As a result, the means of killing the clone are more cruel than the main body.

Gao Meng's last breath was extinguished by the long sword that pierced his head, and the death was tragic, making people's scalps tingle to watch.

Win dust body here, Bao Ping can't resist Dabai, he is pecked with thousands of holes, flesh and blood are blurred, and he is in pain.

"I was just ordered to kill people, it's all to blame for Song Shuisheng, Shaoxia spares his life, let me go......" Bao Ping kept screaming in pain, as if he had experienced a thousand cuts, and life was better than death.

"It's not impossible to let you go," Ying Chen stretched out his hand and patted the other party's face, interested.

"How... How do you say that?" Bao Ping listened to a trance, but this ambiguous word made him nervous, and he couldn't figure out the truth or falsehood.

"The hand holding the sword has to stay," Ying Chen glanced at Bao Ping's right hand that had been stabbed with the sword before.

"Is that true?"

"Naturally, when I speak, my son has always made a promise and never deceives people. ”

"Well... I'll leave my right hand ......" Bao Ping gritted his teeth and was about to cut off his right hand.

found that Ying Chen pointed to his entire right arm and said, "It's wrong, it's the arm." ”

"You ......"

"If you don't stay, I won't be able to let you go. Yingchen shook his shoulders and shook his head slightly.

"I'll stay, you have to talk and count......" Bao Ping said so, but now, how can there be any other way.

Only one gamble.

"Of course count, let it go, and never break its word. ”

"Well... Good ......" Bao Ping took a few breaths, swung his sword and slashed off his right arm.

In severe pain, he fell directly to the ground, wailing miserably.

"I... Can I go......" Bao Ping shuddered, his face as white as paper, and his teeth clenched.

He already hated Song Bald to death, obviously a young man who couldn't be provoked, but he sent it to the door himself.

"What have you seen or heard tonight?" Ying Chen snatched Bao Ping is sword and gestured a few times.

"No... I didn't see anything, I didn't hear anything......" Bao Ping covered the wound with his hand, his eyelids trembled, and hurriedly replied.

"How do you make me believe your words?" Ying Chen patted Bao Ping's face with the blade of his sword, not satisfied with the other party's answer.

"I... I swear... I swear to God......"

"This kind of trick to deceive the little doll, are you embarrassed to say it?" Ying Chen's expression changed, and Bao Ping retreated in fright, and said miserably: "You... What the hell are you going to do?"

"Cut out your tongue, gouge out your eyes, poke your deaf ears, and you'll be fine, so I can rest assured and let you go. ”

"No... Don't ......" Bao Ping trembled, and felt more and more that Yingchen was moody, and suddenly smiled and spared him, and suddenly turned his face and didn't recognize anyone.

"Teasing you, look at the scared you, how can this son be untrustworthy when he promises a thousand dollars? You can go. Yingchen smiled, stopped Dabai, and let Bao Ping leave.

Bao Ping's heart that hung in his throat finally fell, and the anger and horror he suppressed in his heart said: "Xie Shaoxia's grace not to kill." ”

With that, turn around and leave.

"Who said I won't kill you? You can go, but you have to stay. Yingchen's smile is still the same, but the sword has no eyes.

"No... You rebelled...... Bao Ping was stunned, and before the words fell, his head was cut off by Yingchen and rolled to the ground.

Die with a grievance or everlasting regret.