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Twenty-six. Capture (1)

The blood of the demons splattered to the ground and made a sizzling sound. Obviously, this blood is poisonous and not toxic. Fortunately, they were bound by the chains transformed by scriptures as soon as they came up, otherwise it would be very troublesome to fight, especially when there was an enemy hiding in the dark, maybe this toxicity would become the last straw that broke the camel's back.

The flames went out, and the surroundings became dark. It was so quiet that only his heartbeat could be heard. A few accomplices of his opponent died. Instead of relaxing, his expression became more serious.[..com]

Darkness is the best disguise. Every killer shines on the stage, he will appear quietly behind you, and then stretch out a painted black blade to pierce your chest or wipe your throat. Therefore, the current situation is more beneficial to Xiao Qiongtian than just now.

Chen Hao's face was neither happy nor sad, and he stood quietly in place, even his fingers naturally drooped. He seemed quite relaxed, but in fact, his whole body was like a tight string, which could burst out at any time, releasing endless killing moves to kill the existence in the dark.

Xiao Qiongtian may also know this. He integrated into the darkness very well, his mind and spirit escaped into the ethereal spirit, imagining that his body was nothingness without revealing a trace of flaws. The two sides were in a stalemate and competing for patience.

Half an hour passed, and the two were still in a stalemate. A trace of doubt arose in the killer in the dark. He looked at the confident face in front of him, and for some reason a ridiculous idea came out, which was this special competition of will, and he might lose!

Chen Hao sneered in his heart. Although he had not experienced cruel killer training, he would not be afraid if he was more patient with anyone. He suddenly opened his eyes and sat cross-legged, took a golden scripture from his own hiding, placed it in front of his knees, and studied it carefully, without any awareness of being in a murderous environment.

A Buddhist monk can sit for ten days and half a month at a time when he practices Zen. In comparison, Xiao Qiongtian’s methods are nothing more than pediatrics, so how can he compare with Chen Hao?

This is a volume of heart sutras, which is especially suitable for precipitating one's own state of mind. The content resonates with Chen Hao. Later, he recites it gently and reads it out, and the sound buzzes around the secret room and echoes endlessly.

No one expected that this kind of existence like a wonderful sound to a Buddhist disciple would make Xiao Qiongtian extremely troubled. At first he thought it was a strange magic spell, but after a moment he found that it was not the case. Although there was no strange shape in the air, the strange melody made him feel a headache. What made him even more terrified was that a man in golden clothes appeared in his mind. He actually worshiped the man, as if the other party was a god he believed in.

No! If you can't wait like this, Xiao Qiongtian shouted loudly in his heart. If that continues, his mind will definitely be touched. If you move, you will be exposed. It is not good for him. It is better to take advantage of this enemy's sneak attack in the Ming situation and take some advantage. Maybe the other party will be careless and will be severely injured by him, laying the foundation for the victory of this life-and-death battle.

His body's energy flowed wildly, his skin was fluttering red, and heat flows were cruising below, contrasting with the coldness of the black dagger in his palm, the darkness around him was a little thicker than other places, and there was endless murderous intent whistling inside, and only one opportunity would gush out.

"Die!"

Xiao Qiongtian cried out in his heart, and his body shot out like lightning. The sharp blade in his hand cut through the air and made a sound. The tip of the blade was facing Chen Hao's back heart. A grim smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he wanted to make a contribution with one blow and kill his opponent at his subordinates.

Chen Hao frowned slightly. He had just finished reciting the last word of a passage of scripture. The scriptures in his hand emitted a dazzling golden light, and his whole body turned into a dark blue color.

He finished the scriptures, but did not look back at the person who used this killer move, but instead exhaled a light shout from his mouth.

"It's not moving like a mountain!"

"bite……"

Xiao Qiongtian's smile froze on his face. He found that the black dagger in his hand was as if he had stabbed a hard rock, and it was impossible to invade the blade. The tip of the blade was trembling slightly, as if it had become a little distorted in this crazy attack.

"How could it be!" He exclaimed, shook his head and retracted his arm, and then stabbed him quickly again without believing in the evil.

But this time it pierced the air. Chen Hao's body flashed lightly and he could barely dodge the attack. It was not that his body could not stop the sharp blade, but that his internal organs were not as hard as his skin. Just now, in the sharp attack, the opponent's tide-like true energy also came with the dagger, which shocked him to his chest tightness.

If he had done it a few more times, he might have suffered minor injuries. The cultivation level of both sides was too different. If Chen Hao had not had the heavenly martial arts inherited from the Buddha Land, he would probably have no chance of winning at this moment.

"What kind of body refining technique are you? You have actually practiced your body so much that you are not afraid of magic weapons?"

Xiao Qiongtian launched an attack and naturally escaped from the darkness. Although it was still shrouded in thick gray fog, his face had turned pale. He knew that this was a problem. Even if he could win, it would be a tough battle.

He snorted coldly, just about to jump back and hide again, but how could Chen Hao give him another chance this time?

Chen Hao shouted fiercely, and the sound of subduing demons was knocked like a giant bronze bell, which made Xiao Qiongtian's body tremble, and the covered gray mist surging, as if it was about to dissipate.

"I still want to use the same trick again? Come and take your life!" Chen Hao laughed and dozens of green swords shot out from his palms, and it was like a sword rain that was about to swallow the person in front of him.

"A little trick!" Xiao Qiongtian shouted gritted his teeth. He was a killer who had been walking on the edge of darkness and quietly took away his other party's life. It was the first time that he was fighting head-on with others, but he knew that many people were falling in the first time.

However, he would not include these people. He snorted coldly, and he could see that the other party's Yuanli was far less powerful than his own, and it was too different from the level of cultivation. Even some methods probably could not make up for the gap between the two.

Thinking of this, his uneasy heart had calmed down again. In his opinion, it was just a matter of raising his hands and raising his feet when he had not even reached the Nascent Soul Realm. It was a pity that he had been competing with him for so long not long ago. It was simply a worrying thing.

"Die!"

Xiao Qiongtian took a deep breath, and the rolling true energy poured into the blade, causing the black dagger to rise several inches of flames, and blood-red light shone on the blade, just like the blood vessels and veins of the human body.
Chapter completed!
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