Chapter Thirty-Eight: The Power of Bones

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www.xSHUOTXT.Com Qingling Hou did not stop there, and once again split two palms from the void. The goal is still Sikong Yingyang, and he will not give Sikong Yingyang a chance to breathe. At the same time, Qingling Hou formed a claw with his left hand and grabbed the void behind him.

With the sound of a few crisp metal strikes, the three swords, one knife and three cards were lightly grasped in the palm of Qingling Hou as if they were automatically sent to the door.

I saw that the blood around Qingling Hou's wrist was magnificent, and the rising blood mist wrapped the seven blades in between.

From time to time, the sound of popping sounded, the jade plate shattered, and the iron pieces flew one after another.

The little marquis also fought heartily with the other three, and suddenly there were three bangs, and the three people who were fighting with him flew away upside down.

There were six other people who flew upside down with them.

The blood mist that enveloped Sikong Yingyang could not linger and spread at a speed visible to the naked eye, until it enveloped Sikong Yingyang's entire body.

Qingling Hou and Xiao Hou stood side by side, and they looked at each other as if they were a little disappointed, but more of that joy of victory.

The tea was gone, and suddenly a gust of wind blew, and the blood mist slowly drifted away. Where is the figure of Sikong Yingyang in the blood mist, only a pile of white bones stands in the place where he was originally standing.

There was a click, and the bones were scattered all over the ground.

The nine people who flew upside down also fell to the ground, screaming again and again. Hideous and terrifying, everyone knows that they are suffering inhumanly.

What's even more terrifying is that the flesh and blood on their bodies are gradually dissolved. A mist of blood filled their bodies, and pus flowed between the dust, emitting a foul stench.

In just a quarter of an hour, nine more fleshless bones appeared in the large square.

"Ah......" Where had Long Qiao'er seen such a terrifying scene, she couldn't help but hold Qiu Yeyu's thin arm tightly, burying her head and screaming in horror.

Qiu Yeyu was shocked, this kind of result was also something he had never expected. The ten people who were still alive just now turned into white bones in less than two quarters of an hour, how could he not be shocked and inexplicable.

"Dad, these people aren't very good, haha. The little marquis smiled proudly, showing a look of unfinished energy.

"Maybe, maybe it's just a fluke, don't be careless. After the joy, the Marquis of Qingling glanced at the few white bones on the ground with a little doubt.

"Dad, this Sikong Yingyang is not as powerful as the rumors of martial arts, isn't it? At most, it is the ninth or tenth turn of martial arts, which is a lot lower than you, Dad. Besides, he's all dead, so there's nothing to worry about. The little marquis turned his head disdainfully to take a look at the white bones, and said disapprehantly.

Qingling Hou thought for a moment, and the doubts in his eyes disappeared most of the time. After sighing softly, he turned his head and looked greedily at the door of the cell, and said meaningfully: "Lan'er, now we have to solve your matter, this person is the most difficult to deal with." ”

"Dad, do you mean to carry out 'blood eating'? there's nothing to worry about, isn't it just a ten-year-old child?" The little marquis also greedily followed, and the corners of his mouth curled up with a wicked smile.

Qingling Hou nodded slightly, stepped over a few skeletons and came to a place in front of the dungeon. He raised his eyes to look at Qiu Yeyu and Long Qiao'er, silently as if he was thinking about something.

There was a silence, but the temporary silence did not bring any sense of calm, and a bloodier picture was quietly brewing.

After all, Qiu Yeyu is just a child, and it is inevitable that he will not be able to make a decision in the moment of life and death. Coupled with the lack of skill caused by forcibly breaking through the bottleneck in his body at this time, he felt at a loss, and couldn't help but become even more nervous.

"Brother Ye Yu, what's wrong with you?" Long Qiao'er noticed a chill coming from the wrist she was holding, and seeing the cold sweat on Qiu Yeyu's forehead, she couldn't help but get nervous together.

How could Qiu Yeyu have the heart to answer this, he inadvertently looked around for a week, and he was a little impetuous.

Qingling Hou couldn't help but be happy, he took a few steps forward, and said in a positive voice: "The little brother is really amazingly qualified, Ben Hou admires it tightly." In this way, as long as the little brother is willing to help the dog improve some skills, Ben Hou will let the two of you leave. I wonder what the little brother thinks?"

"Help him practice? How can you help?" Qiu Yeyu looked at Qingling Hou and Xiao Hou blankly, his eyes fluttering.

Qingling Hou looked at Qiu Yeyu's hesitant god with satisfaction, and the original worry was also swept away, and he said secretly: Sure enough, he is still a child, and he has never seen the world.

Long Qiao'er's breathing couldn't help but tighten up, and Qiu Yeyu's unusually stupid appearance made him even more nervous.

She didn't know why she felt this way, but she still believed in Qiu Yeyu, that he could take her out of here, that he had saved herself.

Qiu Yeyu felt Long Qiao'er's nervousness under fear, and the pain in his left hand made his thoughts slightly certain. He thought twice in his heart, but the look on his face became more and more nervous.

Qiu Yeyu's right wrist holding the sword was always shrunk in the blue robe, and it would even make people mistakenly think that this sword only had a blade but no handle.

Qiu Yeyu's every move fell into the eyes of Qingling Hou and the others. In Qingling Hou's opinion, Qiu Yeyu was already in his pocket, and he even saw the scene of Qiu Yeyu being eaten by blood.

Qingling Hou walked up a few steps again, and said with a chuckle: "Little brother, this is very simple, as long as you sit still and relax your whole body." ”

Qiu Yeyu seemed to be incomprehensible for a while, he broke away from his left arm that was grasped by Long Qiao'er, stepped forward with a stupid expression, and wondered, "How can the junior help?"

Qingling Hou looked at Qiu Yeyu like this, and suddenly became a little suspicious, but he was not at ease, expecting that Qiu Yeyu would not have much scheming at such an age. In his opinion, Qiu Yeyu must have been frustrated by the bloody scene just now.

Secretly happy, while approaching Qiu Yeyu, he secretly glanced at the little marquis behind him in his heart.

Suddenly, Qiu Yeyu's wrist was raised, and the movement was not big, but at this time, it was enough to make people wary.

"Dad, be careful!" The little marquis in the back hurriedly shouted when he saw Qiu Yeyu's slight movement.

Almost at the same moment, Qingling Hou's body spun up like a spinning top again, and quickly retreated backwards.

However, to his surprise, nothing happened, the only thing that changed was that Qiu Yeyu's originally lowered hand was raised at this time, and Shen Sè seemed to be a little more solemn.

"What does this mean?" asked Qingling Hou puzzled, looking at Qiu Yeyu with an inquiring look.

Qiu Yeyu said without sorrow, joy or emotion: "Don't come close to me yet, otherwise Xiao Coco will be welcome." ”

Qiu Yeyu's resolute god really made Qingling Hou a little impressed, but he still didn't put Qiu Yeyu at ease. Pondering: No matter how powerful a child is, the pure and honest skills of Cheng Dù will definitely not be comparable to me.

Thinking about it, Qingling Hou's wrist flipped slightly, and the red mist rose with it, and that bloody aura spread rapidly.

Qiu Yeyu frowned, unexpectedly an action would cause such a big reaction from Qingling Hou, and he blamed himself for not holding his breath. He flicked his wrist helplessly, but the hilt was still tucked into his sleeve.

The strange thing was that there was a thin blood mark on the three-foot long sword......

Qingling Hou couldn't help but glance at the long sword in Qiu Yeyu's hand, although he was a little puzzled, he didn't feel much at ease. He turned his head to glance behind him, and grabbed Qiu Yeyu's shoulders with his claws with both hands.

This qiē came suddenly, and Qiu Yeyu didn't seem to react yet, he slowly lifted his long sword and aimlessly swiped back and forth into the void three times.

Qingling Hou yīn smiled predictably, he could hardly feel the slightest power from this long sword, so much so that he thought it was just some small movements unintentionally by Qiu Yeyu.

As soon as Qingling Hou grabbed it, it didn't change, and he was about to catch Qiu Yeyu. He couldn't help but be overjoyed, he didn't expect to be able to succeed so easily.

Qingling Hou grabbed it, and his shot could be described as ruthless. However, an unexpected scene occurred.

While Qingling Hou was rejoicing in his success, he suddenly felt a dark energy rushing towards him.