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Leng Che's face had turned blood red, and the blood stained his entire face, making people feel as if he was wearing a scary bright red mask, and he was terrified.

Panting slightly, Leng Che looked at the disciples of Leng Zhuang who were still rushing up, his eyes turned cold, and he swung the bloodthirsty knife directly, forming a circle, tearing the bodies of those disciples to pieces.

"Ah... ah... ah... ah... ah..." The crushed disciples let out a series of shrill and painful moans. Is to avoid those scary voices.

After crushing those disciples, fresh blood spurted out, and the warm blood added another layer to Leng Che's body. Leng Che didn't move at all, but was a little helpless. The move just now made him a little angry Not enough.

True Qi flows slowly in the body, too much is consumed, Leng Che is very tired and dizzy, but she can't fall down, she is persisting, she will not let go of a chance, so she is also waiting, waiting for the escaped Chance.

When Leng Che was panting, he saw that those Leng Zhuang disciples did not dare to come forward, so he adjusted his true energy in his body. Suddenly, a strong wind came from behind, and Leng Che was startled. When it reached the arm, the sharp blade cut off a large piece of cold flesh, revealing the pale white bones, and the blood flowed out like a river.

Leng Che let out a muffled snort, and directly stabbed the bloodthirsty knife into the body of the sneak attacking disciple, and then pulled it out forcefully, seeing blood gushing out and splashing on the wound on Leng Che's arm, while the disciple's sword There was also a piece of bloody flesh that was covered with blood and even flesh and blood, which was disgusting.

After Leng Che killed the disciple, he couldn't hold on anymore and immediately knelt down on one knee, propping himself up on the ground with the bloodthirsty knife. A lot of sweat dripped from his forehead, blurring his eyes that were as cold as ice.

But Leng Che's eyes were blurred by sweat, but she didn't have the strength to wipe it off. The bursts of tearing pain from her left arm made her feel dizzy and powerless. and die.

Leng Che laughed at himself, no matter in his previous life or this life, he was besieged to death by people. He was besieged by armed police in his previous life, and he was besieged by righteous people in this life. His life is really... bitter!

Mo Zihan saw a big cut on Leng Che's left arm from the side, and flashed to Leng Che's side in an instant, looked at the wound from a close distance, covered his mouth with his hands instantly, and his eyes were blurred.

A large piece of flesh was chopped off from the left arm, and the white bones in the flesh could be clearly seen, and the blood flowed desperately as if it didn't need money, adding a touch of bright red to the grass on the ground, and making the ink Zi Han's heart ached very much.

Mo Zihan shed tears, squatted down and quickly tore off the hem of her skirt and hugged the wound on Leng Che's left arm. If this continued, Leng Che would bleed to death.

After Mo Zihan bandaged Leng Che, he fed Leng Che a hemostatic pill. The tears in his eyes kept flowing and never stopped. During this period, those disciples only surrounded Leng Che and Mo Zihan, He didn't dare to go forward again, the piles of corpses around the two women were all Leng Zhuang's people, if they went up again, they would die.

Mo Zihan hugged Leng Che who couldn't hold on any longer, and cried, "You can't sleep, hear?! You bastard can't sleep! You got cut off on your left arm, you bastard can't bear this , that is a useless person!"

"Don't provoke me anymore, or I'm really dead, I'm fine, the wound is fine, the bleeding has stopped, I can hold on." Leng Che said to Mo Zihan with a forced smile.

Knowing the current situation, Mo Zihan pursed his lips, helped Leng Che up, and said, "If you can't hold on, then don't hold on, at worst I'll reveal my identity."

Hearing this, Leng Che shook his head slightly, and said: "No, this will only make things worse. I just hurt my arm, and it's not like someone stabbed me in the heart. I'm fine, so don't worry about it." After all, he held a bloodthirsty knife in his hand, his whole body was like a god descending from the earth, exuding a domineering aura, looking down on the world, while those disciples were humble people who blasphemed the gods.

Even though Leng Che is in a state of embarrassment now, the temperament and arrogance all over his body are fully volatile, making people respect and awe, and he is not affected by the embarrassment at all.

Seeing the change in Leng Che's breath and temperament, Mo Zihan smiled slightly. She believed that she could hold on, and also believed that a miracle would happen, allowing the two of them to escape.

Leng Che squinted at those disciples, and his cold voice was full of arrogance, "What? Don't you dare to go up? I didn't expect that the disciple who is the leader of the righteous way is not good. He is so timid as a mouse and afraid of dying. People are disappointed."

Hearing Leng Che's sarcasm, one of the impulsive disciples couldn't help it anymore, and shouted with a sword, "Fuck your grandma, who am I afraid of! If I kill you, I will die! Brothers, all go!" After finishing speaking, he rushed in towards Leng Che with a large group of disciples behind him.

"Hahahaha... Good time! Even if I am Leng Che, I am dead! I want you people to come and bury me with me!!" Laughing, Leng Che brandished a bloodthirsty knife and stabbed the rushing disciples. Walking like a slippery snake, harvesting one life after another, the voice is also arrogant and unruly!

"Leng Che?" Leng Lie's eyes narrowed slightly, could it be that Liu Feixiao's closed disciple who has been in the Blood Drinking Sect for 18 years and has never left the mountain, is he the successor of the Blood Drinking Sect?

Hehe, I didn't expect to give him such a big surprise. If Liu Feixiao knew that his most proud disciple had been killed, it would be very interesting. He smiled coldly and sinisterly, his eyes were full of calculation and viciousness.

But... according to the news from the spies, the heir is as beautiful as a fairy, extremely cold, but has a stunning face, comparable to Mo Zihan, but this woman is ugly, how can they be connected?

Could it be... Leng Lie's eyes turned cold, thinking of a certain possibility, and carefully observing Leng Che's face, he found that it was perfect, without a single flaw, Leng Lie snorted, although there was no trace of flaw, but Leng Lie found that The face is much paler than the body, and it is still pale without human color. As for why it can be seen, it is because Leng Lie found that the human skin mask does not match the color of the woman's body, and it is so pale, unless it has been dead for a long time, otherwise Even if one has a disease, it is impossible to be so unpopularly pale.

And coldly and carefully observed the appearance of the other woman, and found that they were also extremely pale, and snorted coldly, it was disguised, but...why didn't these two people want people to see their real faces?

Leng Lie squinted his eyes slightly, carefully observed Leng Che below, and felt a little admirable, the woman had her left arm cut off, shed so much blood, she could still stand up and hold on.

Leng Lie appreciates this woman's perseverance and will. If this person is used for him, he will definitely be the best helper. But unfortunately, this is not for his own use, but for that Liu Feixiao, so he can only be killed. .

Leng Lie shook his head with some pity, then turned his head to the side and said coldly: "Go down, that girl seems to be dying, I see you have endured so hard, so go ahead."

Hearing this, he chuckled coldly, and rushed to the ground with lightning speed, heading towards Leng Che.

Leng Lie stepped on the Soul Breaking Sword with his hands behind his back and looked at the battle that had stopped on the ground, it turned into a circle of disciples, encircling Leng Che Mo Zihan and Leng Ran.

Leng Ran and Leng Che stood opposite each other, but... Leng Lie shook his head slightly, Leng Ran's aura had already been lost, the woman's aura was extremely domineering and like a demon god, she exuded a bloodthirsty aura, presumably this woman was experienced It took many lives and deaths to have this kind of aura. In terms of aura, it is not as cold as that woman.

But Leng Ran's aura is like a child's in front of the woman. After all, Leng Ran has experienced too little fighting and has no actual combat experience. The whole body has only a cold and imperceptible hatred, which makes people feel that this person is difficult to get close to. , but not as deterrent as that woman.

Leng Lie narrowed his eyes and looked at the two people in the encirclement. He also wanted to take this opportunity to see how far Leng Ran's swordsmanship had come. Leng Ran still had the upper hand. After all, the Blood-Suppressing Swordsmanship was specially used to restrain the Blood-drinking Sect's swordsmanship. Yes, Leng Ran has a slight chance of winning this point.

Moreover, the woman's left arm was chopped off, her fighting strength was greatly reduced, and she had some chances of winning. It was no problem to kill the woman, but it could not be ruled out that the woman still had the strength to persevere.

Being strong is not scary, what is scary is the enemy's perseverance and the character of getting more and more courageous as he fights. Such an enemy is the most difficult to deal with, with a cold light in his cold eyes, this woman is a formidable opponent!

Rather, he was somewhat looking forward to who would win and who would lose between his son and that woman. In fact, he didn't even need to think about it. In the end, Leng Ran would definitely win. After all, Leng Che had already run out of gas, and he persisted because of his own thoughts.

But Leng Lie just wanted to see Leng Che tortured to death by his own son, just like he was torturing Liu Feixiao. He enjoyed this kind of pleasure very much.

"Yo, taking advantage of the fire to rob? Or to take advantage?" Leng Che saw Leng Ran on the opposite side, and sneered.

"Hmph! You demonic woman, you have killed countless disciples of my Leng Zhuang so recklessly. Now, as the heir of Leng Zhuang, I, Leng Ran, must come and kill you, the female devil, so as not to harm the world in the future!" Leng Ran held the sword in his hand, pointed at Leng Che, and said with an extremely dignified expression.

"There is a limit to your nonsense, you want to kill me in the middle of the Nascent Soul? Hmph, don't think that I will be killed by you so easily because of my left arm injury, you are too arrogant!" Leng Che's eyes are like Staring at the opposite Leng Ran sharply like a blade, he said in a cold voice with murderous intent.

"Hmph, you're still stubborn when you're about to die. When you're about to die, I'll see if you'll still be so arrogant and conceited!!" Leng Ran snorted coldly, looking at Leng Che with mocking eyes.

"You are quite confident. Don't be the one who cries at the end." Leng Che sneered and mocked.

"Stop talking nonsense! See how I killed you and made you beg for mercy, hahahaha!!" Leng Ran looked up to the sky and laughed, looking at Leng Che with disdain and said, before rushing towards Leng Che.

Leng Che also charged towards Leng Ran, the swords collided, and there was an ear-piercing sound, sparks were sparked, and a battle began again.

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