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Qin Hao gently rubbed the cold kunai with his fingers. A golden light that only he could see enveloped his whole body. There was a brief numbness all over his body. An evil smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, as if he was staring at someone dead. His eyes were fixed on the stunned red-robed scribe.

Arrogant, pretentious, self-pleasant, and even a little bit of a middle-aged man, but these traits are just the glow of fireflies in him, they are just a light disguise. Only the small person's anger in his flesh and blood will be repaid, and he will be ruthless and decisive. It is the most solid trait in Qin Hao.

Is it a contradiction?

Not

This is like a starry sky. There are always stars, as well as the sun and the moon, but how can the stars compare to the sun and the moon?

The red-robed scribe's face was ashen and his eyes were horrified. He saw Qin Hao's injuries healing at a speed visible to the naked eye. His fingers trembled and his lips trembled. He felt shuddering.

He instinctively felt that all this weirdness had something to do with the bug just now, but he couldn't figure out the specific reason even after racking his brains.

"What the hell are you"

In fact, he wanted to ask Qin Hao, "Are you really a human?"

He looked at the insects all over the ground, and they crawled back into Qin Hao's body like a swallow returning to its nest, and finally understood where these insects came from.

Because of this, he felt even more frightened and frightened. What kind of monster would raise bugs in his body?

Suddenly, he seemed to have thought of something, and all the color on his face faded in an instant, and he blurted out: "You are a monster."

The voice hasn't fallen

Qin Hao flicked his hand, and the kunai shot directly into the face of the red-robed scribe.

At the same time, he kicked his feet, leaned forward, and rushed forward, chasing the kunai in front of him.

The red-robed scribe's pupils shrank and he forced himself to calm down. He closed the folding fan in his hand and struck it at the incoming kunai. Then he suddenly opened the fan again and slapped Qin Hao hard behind him.

His left hand was not idle, he held it with five fingers in a tiger's mouth shape, aimed at Qin Hao's neck and pulled it.

"I knew you would."

Qin Hao's eyes condensed, his feet stopped hastily, he opened his mouth and spurted out a fire dragon, lowered his waist hard, and stepped firmly on the ground. At the tip of his toes, a sword light composed of insect waves flew out, pointing directly at The petrified left leg of the red-robed scribe.

"mean"

The red-robed scribe's forehead was sweating, a flash of panic flashed in his eyes, he gritted his teeth, the spiritual power in his body was running wildly, and he pulled hard again with his empty left hand.

It turned out to be a desperate fight to kill Qin Hao under the fan before his left leg was shattered.

The magical power of the Green Snake Python Demon King is really terrifying. He can feel that he has lost more than just his left leg. What is even more terrifying is that his soul seems to have been forcibly cut out with a hole. , making his sea of ​​consciousness seem to be broken, and his thick spiritual energy turned into a pool of stagnant water, which could not be mobilized at all.

After exerting all his efforts, he could only manage to mobilize a little bit, and he had the capital to take a risk.

"If you fail to hit the target, you will die."

Thinking of this, the suction force on the red-robed scribe's hand became inexplicably stronger.

Rabbits bite people when they are anxious, let alone monks.

In the desperate situation, he had a thought of death in his heart, and his energy and spirit suddenly condensed to a high degree, and his spiritual power, which was originally a pool of stagnant water, actually felt a little faintly.

There is great terror and great potential between life and death.

He held his breath, his fingers turned slightly white, but his eyes became brighter and brighter, showing his strong will to survive.

The air seemed to be real, like a thick wall between the two of them, and it was like an invisible big hand that instantly extinguished the fire dragon and strangled Qin Hao's neck.

Qin Hao's breathing was blocked, his face turned red, and his body was involuntarily pulled towards the red-robed scribe with a strong force. To be precise, it was a fan shadow in the air that exuded a sharp aura.

The shadow of the fan was cold, and before he reached his body, the skin on Qin Hao's chest had already felt the cold air, and his hairs started to stand up.

"If you are hit, you will die"

In mortal form, if the heart is penetrated, Zhanzhan will definitely die.

Qin Hao stared at the red-robed scribe, biting his lips that turned white, but his expression was calm.

"It seems like this is your last strength."

"If it's just like this, it won't kill me."

Qin Hao thought secretly in his heart, and then took out a handprint that he had prepared long ago.

"The Substitution Technique was activated successfully"

"Chakra consumption is 50 points, and the cooldown countdown is 90 seconds."

As soon as a piece of broken wood that could be seen everywhere in the forest appeared, it was crushed into pieces. The red-robed scribe's face was shocked, and he had no time to think about this weird technique.

He tilted his left hand slightly, aimed at Qin Hao who appeared not far from the original position, and held it tightly with his five fingers again. His right hand abandoned the fan and held it empty, but it was aimed at the fan-shaped shadow in the air that deviated from the target.

The spiritual power in his body is no longer enough to support him to wave the treasure fan again, but he can still barely do it by slightly changing the trajectory of the attack.

But when he did these actions, he was deliberately slow.

really

Qin Hao's body flashed out of thin air again and instantly moved to a position 20 meters away.

This scene seems familiar. This scene is still fresh in my memory. This scene makes the red-robed scribe gnash his teeth with hatred.

It was this weird teleportation technique that tricked him to death. His current situation was all due to this breaking technique. How could he not be on guard.

He was always preparing, waiting for this moment.

The veins on his forehead were thick, the corners of his mouth were ferocious, and the vicious hatred in his bloodshot eyes burst out, turning into a murderous intent to kill Qin Hao.

"Little devil, take your life"

"Click"

A black sword light hit his petrified left leg, and a layer of cracks appeared and exploded. His left leg instantly shattered, his body became unstable, and he fell hard to the ground.

But he didn't care at all, his eyes were just staring ahead. Even if his body lost balance, his two empty palms were still firmly aimed at their respective targets, and he used all his strength to move one to the left and the other to the right. Pull, wave.

He sent out all the last bit of power he could control in his body, staring at Qin Hao with a crazy smile on his lips.

A suction force that was far more abundant than before came towards Qin Hao like an autumn wind sweeping away fallen leaves. His whole body suddenly stiffened, rising into the sky like a marionette, aiming at the fan shadow in front of him and advancing rapidly.

"burst"

Qin Hao opened his mouth slightly, and the insects covered under the red-robed scribe dispersed in an instant, but he did not notice at all that under him, on the pile of broken stones, there was a detonating talisman. Showed his murderous intent.

In this way, they died together

how is this possible

Qin Hao was sure of victory, so how could he be willing to die with the red-robed scribe.

"The doubling technique was activated successfully"

Qin Hao's thin body, with the next breath, was like an inflated ball, unreasonably expanding. It was originally 1 meters tall, and it jumped to 4 meters like a carrot. Then, the smile on the face of the red-robed scribe His thoughts stopped suddenly and his face was frozen.

"Ah ah ah"

In the light of the fire, a shrill scream came out, and a red figure was blasted into the air, and then slammed back to the ground.

In the bright firelight, the bright red robe seemed to become more and more gorgeous.

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