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Chapter 689: Strangulation with swords, the picture shows the dagger(1/2)

The second time lasted a long, long time.

It took Mr. Yan more than a quarter of an hour to calm down the abnormality in his body.

"snort..."

It groaned, forced to endure the pain, and opened its eyes. Its whole body was sore and swollen, and its heart was filled with shock and anger.

Qian Bu bowed his head and asked with concern:

"Adoptive father?"

Mr. Yan glanced at him, nodded weakly, closed his eyes tiredly, and replied with an old tone.

"My son, I am determined..."

Then put your hands down, put your knees on your knees, adjust your breath, and don't care about anything else.

The air was dull, and there was stillness in the dullness.

Qian Bu stood beside him, his eyes rolling around, his hands hidden in his sleeves making circles, weighing in his mind repeatedly, and his blood pressure rose slightly.

"You're nervous."

There was a sudden sound next to him, and he was startled!

He quickly turned his head and found that Mr. Yan was not looking at him, but was still minding his own business and healing his injuries.

"What are you nervous about?"

Qian Bu suppressed his rapidly beating heart and tried to speak as calmly as possible:

"To my foster father, I am worried that the worm just now will come back again..."

"hehe!"

Mr. Yan chuckled casually and told him not to worry too much.

"It's okay, my son, there is no need to worry. The clone of the monster just came. If I guessed correctly, it should come from the magical power of curse. Someone secretly cursed me in the distance and summoned the Nascent Soul Stage Demon Commander."

"But it's not important. The resources this clone needs to consume are extremely terrifying. Even the Nascent Soul stage cannot afford it several times!"

"I don't know what price the person who cursed me paid. He can ask a Yuanying stage master to kill me, but he can't do it again and again. Even if he wants to continue, the Yuanying stage demon commander may not continue."

"After all, the loss of the divided soul is real..."

Before he finished speaking, a sudden force fell from directly above his head!

Qian Bu, on the other hand, had already raised his head and looked at the top of his head behind him with a blank expression. A huge worm phantom sprang out from an ancient portal and rushed directly into his body!

"Ah!~~~~No!"

The shrill screams pierced the eardrums, but because of the restrictions placed by Qian Bu, the outside world could not hear them at all.

Mr. Yan and Worm started the third round of competition again!

It would be fine if it was an ordinary projection, and it would not be difficult to deal with it with his strength, but it would be very troublesome if it was the clone of the Nascent Soul Stage Demon Commander three times in a row!

If it were an ordinary late-stage Jindan cultivator, he would probably be killed by a few blows when the first round comes!

It is precisely because of Mr. Ao's prowess that he was able to defeat the Nascent Soul stage clones twice in succession, both spiritually and physically. This is an incredible achievement no matter where you look at it.

But when the third time came, it completely panicked.

The first battle in the sea of ​​consciousness exhausted its demonic consciousness, the second physical battle exhausted its demonic power, and the third time it came again, it was exhausted and unstoppable, like a candle crumbling in the wind.

"My...my son..."

It spoke intermittently, and stretched out its hand to the side in panic.

"The child is here, what are your foster father's instructions?"

Qian Bu took a step forward.

"Go, go! Go and recall my demon army...recall quickly!"

It wants to use the power of the demon army to save the situation for itself.

Qian Bu bowed hesitantly, with a look of embarrassment on his face.

"Father, you have always been in charge of the demon army personally. I'm afraid I can't control those demon generals..."

"Dang! Dang, Dang, Dang, Dang~~"

A token fell to the ground and rolled several times.

"This is...a military talisman...go...quickly..."

Mr. Yan's whole body was in convulsions, he was so hideous and terrifying, it was very difficult to speak, and he didn't even have the strength to hand the token to him.

Qian Bu walked down and picked up the military talisman. It had a wildebeest pattern engraved on it, and there were also legal bans inside. It was not an ordinary token.

He looked over and over again, unable to contain his surprise.

"Soldier talisman, tens of thousands of demon soldiers, it's so easy to...get it?"

Mr. Yan on the stage suddenly screamed.

"Puff, puff puff, puff puff puff..."

His body exploded everywhere, and clusters of blood arrows shot out like this. His body leaked out like a broken sack, dyeing the ceiling of the big tent red!

At this time, the layer of black clothes on it finally could not cover its whole body and was exposed.

Qian Bu was dumbfounded immediately!

What did he see?

A monster!

The adoptive father I have known for so many years is not a human, but a monster?!

At this time, Mr. Nong was busy dueling with the worm, and had no time to do anything else. Before he could react, he was exposed. When he saw Qian Bu standing there dumbfounded, he was so angry that he hated iron!

"Gui Zi, what are you waiting for there? Why don't you... go quickly! Cough cough cough..."

While he was coughing up blood, it was mixed with many insect eggs, and small insects swung their tails and swam around in the blood stasis, which was very scary.

Qianbu didn't move.

His eyes seemed blank and unfocused, but in fact he was thinking quickly, even weighing the pros and cons.

Call the demon army over?

You can come here, but have you thought about the consequences of doing so?

An ordinary person might just shout, but Qian Bu is different. He has been living under others' roofs all year round, and has long since developed the ability to look to the future and protect himself wisely!

Think about it carefully, the demon army came back, Mr. Yi used the power of the military formation to suppress the curse, and even killed the demon commander's clone again, what should we do next?

Needless to say?

Of course, murder and silence!

Because this is the world of human cultivation, and if the identity of the demon clan is exposed, the news must be blocked. Only the dead can keep it secret!

He Qianbu, as the only witness, must die!

No luck at all!

Don't say he's just an adopted son.

Even if he is a biological son, I am afraid he will have to kill his relatives out of justice!

This is not to judge a gentleman's heart with a villain's heart, but a practical consideration and necessary worry.

So, he didn't move, just stood there quietly.

Mr. Yao became weaker and weaker, and his screams became smaller and smaller. Seeing that Qian Bu didn't listen to him, he didn't bother to scold him, but shouted at the top of his lungs to the surroundings.

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! "Help, help! Where are the wildebeest demon soldiers? Come back to the formation quickly! Dai Bubu, Zhu Duiyou, two military advisors, come back quickly to save me.

..."

But no matter how much it screamed, it was useless even if it broke its throat. Qianbu was very good at everything and sealed the place in advance so that the sound could not get out at all.

Another voice sounded within his body, laughing ferociously, shouting like a night owl.

"Hahahahaha, junior demon clan member, just accept your fate. It is your honor to let me spend three clones to get you!"

Black, gradually spreading.

Mr. Yan's beautiful red fur was slowly dyed black. He had been poisoned, his demonic power and consciousness had been drained out, and he had no ability to resist.

The worm phantom captured the lower body all the way, then eroded the upper body, and finally entered its sea of ​​consciousness again.

This time, I want to completely kill this demon clan junior before my arrival!

How can a person in the Golden Core stage compete with the old monster in the Nascent Soul stage?

Three incarnations are enough to torture you to death.

However,

At the critical moment, his life was in danger.
To be continued...
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