If this child is not eliminated, he will definitely be in serious trouble!

"Aren't you going to kill me? Then let's try." Shen Xingliu pointed forward with his knife, and he judged the general direction of the sound.

The woman in black was worried, gritted her teeth and said: "Boy, don't be so arrogant, let's see how you break my dragnet."

"Fuck them all!"

The ghost-faced men entered the formation through the gap opened by the woman in black. Different from the black iron ghost-faced men, the ghost-faced men who came this time were all bronze ghost-faced men, all second-grade warriors.

"Well done, let me go to hell!"

Shen Xingliu shouted loudly and stepped forward with the knife in hand. No one survived under the black knife.

With one strike, a ghost-faced man was cut off along with the scimitar in his hand.

"You are actually using Beirou weapons?"

After killing a ghost-faced man, he finally remembered where he had seen these weapons.

"Hey, boy, you have such a good memory." The bronze ghost-faced man laughed and said, "It's a pity that you are going to die soon."

Fifty bronze ghost-faced men roared strangely and fought with Shen Xingliu without fear of death.

They carry the souls of 30,000 Darou soldiers on their backs, and both sides have a sworn blood feud.

If it were just an attack from the Ghost-Faced Man, Shen Xingliu wouldn't have to worry about it, but he still had to be on guard against hidden weapons coming from the air.

More than a dozen puppets are constantly changing their positions and releasing different hidden weapons under the pull of Bailian silk.

"Boom!" "Pah!"

Shen Xingliu blocked an iron caltrop, and his body was covered with blood, some of which were his own, and more of which were those of the Ghost-Faced Man.

If the puppet misses a hit, it will withdraw, and then use another tricky angle and a hidden weapon to continue the sneak attack.

Fortunately, he had opened the sea of ​​consciousness before, otherwise he would have suffered a big loss.

Once again, he killed a ghost-faced man. This was his twenty-fifth kill. A small hill had formed at his feet. He stood on the top of the mountain and looked down at the many ghost-faced men.

Whenever there is a shortage of ghost-faced people, another one will rush into the formation to fill the gap.

"Come on, little bastards. Let me kill you to my heart's content!"

Seeing the bronze ghost-faced man starting to take trembling steps, he laughed happily.

"Stab!" "Pfft!"

While Shen Xingliu was laughing wildly, the woman in black took the opportunity to make a sneak attack, and a purple-black dark soul needle emitting purple scale powder pierced his back silently.

"Ahem!"

Shen Xingliu spit out a mouthful of blood and took a big breath. If he hadn't used the black knife to support his body, he would have fallen down.

"How is that possible? How come you don't feel anything at all?" He was very puzzled and said softly.

The woman in black was in a good mood and mocked: "Boy, you are very good. You actually opened up the sea of ​​consciousness, but after all, you can't escape my Dark Soul Needle."

"Because it can swallow spiritual consciousness!"

He pulled out the Dark Soul Needle from his back and smelled it. In addition to the smell of his own blood, there was also a fishy smell.

"Oh? It turns out that this kind of scale powder is causing trouble." Shen Xingliu laughed loudly: "Hahaha, I'm laughing to death. Your craftsmanship is still not that good. You have the nerve to call such a thick iron nail a needle?

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"Seeking death!" The woman in black was insulted by him, her face turned red with shame, and then she said lividly: "You guys stand down."

The bronze ghost-faced man had long since lost his fighting spirit and hurriedly withdrew from the formation. When he saw the closed gap, he was thoughtful.

"Click!"

twelve puppets,

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He was hung in the air by Bai Liansi, and was released together by the woman in black.

"Is it finally here?" Shen Xingliu shook the black knife, which was not stained with blood, and looked up into the air.

The puppet rolled its big eyes, stretched out its hands and opened its mouth, and a thousand ideas came out at once like raindrops.

"Moveless as a mountain!"

Shen Xingliu's face hardened, he turned around and used his strongest defensive move.

The black knife was like the wind, colliding with the black raindrops, bursting out bursts of sparks.

Sparks do not make people feel any warmth, but instead bring out a bit of coolness from the bottom of their hearts. Every spark means a confrontation, and if you are not careful, you will die on the spot.

Shen Xingliu blocked most of the hidden weapons, but there were murderous intentions hidden in the raindrops, and that was the Dark Soul Needle.

But because he was on guard this time, he was not in a panic. After a wave of attacks and defenses, he received four needles.

"Uh-huh!" "Dingle bell!"

Taking advantage of the time he had, he pulled out an iron nail from his thigh and three needles from his back.

One of them was too deep, so he had to use a black knife to cut open some flesh and forcefully pull it out with the skin attached.

Whenever the Dark Soul Needle pricks him, he will always feel a pain in his soul. If he does not pull it out, it will affect his spiritual consciousness.

"Is this all you need?" Shen Xingliu held the black knife in his trembling hand and sneered: "It's my turn now!"

At the critical moment, he suddenly remembered the move used by Master Lingzhu in the escort agency, Tai Chi Cloud Hand.

Although Shen Xingliu didn't know Tai Chi, he found that as long as he slightly changed the way his own internal power was operating, he could capture the puppet and then attack it, shortening the attack distance.

"Whoosh!"

The violent internal force impacted the muscles and veins, and some of the muscles and veins had not yet been opened. At this time, he could only forcefully open them. His throat felt sweet, and a trace of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.

In the large formation, there was no wind, and the grass and trees moved freely, while sand and rocks flew.

The woman in black’s brows jumped wildly as she saw the puppet hanging in mid-air, swinging back and forth.

When she realized Shen Xingliu's intention, a puppet was captured before she could take it back.

"Boy, how dare you!"

"bass!"

A flash of knife light lit up, and the puppet was chopped into pieces.

Seeing that the attack was successful, Shen Xingliu grinned and said, "See if I dare!"

"Come again!"

He opened his big hand, a strong gravitational force erupted from it, and wanted to capture one.

How could the woman in black let him succeed? She manipulated the Bailian silk at hand to tightly bind the puppet.

"Boy, let go." The woman in black felt like she was in a tug-of-war with ten bulls, and she couldn't win even if the fine silk was inserted into her flesh.

"How about you come out and kneel down to beg me?" Shen Xingliu said jokingly

The bursts of pain from her palms made the woman in black wake up. She rolled her eyes and thought about it.

He released his hand and flicked a piece of hundred-refined silk. The two of them fought for the puppet, and Shen Xingliu pulled it over.

"kindness?"

Shen Xingliu felt strange in his heart, but he also became wary.

The puppet flew upside down in front of him, and when it was still halfway there, it suddenly turned around, fired a life-seeking gun, and opened its chest, revealing its jagged interior.

"Humph, little trick!"

He thought of lightning in his mind, then clapped his palm, and the gravity instantly changed, turning into a powerful repulsive force, knocking back the life-seeking spear that was flying towards him.

Chase

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The life spear inserted into the puppet's chest with great force, sending it flying back.

"boom!"

When the puppet touched the Bailian silk, it turned into a pile of fragments and fell from the air to the ground.

"Damn it, my puppet, come to me and chop him!"

The bronze ghost-faced man received the order and rushed into the formation, rushing forward to kill Shen Xingliu who was about to be seriously injured.

"Well done!"

Shen Xingliu strode down the mountain of corpses and rushed towards the ghost-faced man, which might be the only way to survive.

The ghost-faced people swarmed in like crazy, but Shen Xingliu, who was seriously injured, was no ordinary person.

He slashed left and right, and actually cut a bloody path.

"Damn that bastard, it's really hard to kill." The woman in black said softly.

"Sir, this kid has seen through the gap in the formation, and he is heading towards the opening to kill."
To be continued...