In a karst cave, Qianye was walking slowly, Dongyue was dragging behind, the tip of the sword plowed a deep sword mark on the ground. In front of him, a demon spawn was staggering and running. Qianye didn't walk fast, but he followed closely behind the demon descendant, and he never got rid of him at all.
The demon descendant suddenly stumbled and rolled over several times before struggling to get up, but Qianye was already in front of him.
The demon descendant looked at Qianye with fear and fear in his eyes. The third eye on his forehead was closed tightly, with blood flowing continuously, he was already blind.
"I, I am from a famous family, if you dare to kill me, my family will never let you go, noble..."
The demon descendant didn't have time to say his family's name, and the blood-sucking blade in Qianye's hand had already pierced his chest. The demon's mouth opened wide, and he grabbed the handle of the knife with trembling hands, trying to stop the blood-sucking blade from going deep.
However, Qianye's hand was very steady, as steady as a mountain, and could not be shaken at all. The demon finally died in extreme fear and pain.
Qianye waited for a while, then slowly pulled out the vampire blade, and said to a nearby cave, "Come out."
That cave obviously had only one entrance and exit, and the people inside knew they couldn't hide, so they walked out. It was a young blood girl with short hair, holding a long sword tightly in both hands, staring at Qianye with eyes that tried to be calm, but her hands trembled uncontrollably, betraying her.
Qianye glanced at her and said, "How dare a baron come here to join in the fun?"
"I, although my level is low, but I am..."
The blood girl was halfway through speaking, but Qianye interrupted her: "Wait."
The girl was stunned, only to see Qianye walking slowly in front of her, reached out and took something from her collar, and said: "Okay, continue talking."
"I, I..." The girl was tongue-tied, not knowing what to say. Just as Qianye was able to pick something off her collar, he was also able to cut her neck open.
But during the whole process, she was completely filled with a kind of fear that she didn't know why, her whole body was as stiff as a stone, she couldn't even lift her hands, and could only watch Qianye take off the family badge on her neckline.
Qianye suddenly sniffed and asked, "Do you have cigarettes?"
"... Yes." What the girl took out was not a cigarette, but the best cigar. It's hard to imagine that she still has such a hobby.
Qianye took one, pinched off one end with his fingers, sniffed it, nodded and said, "It's really high-quality. Is there a fire?"
The blood girl tremblingly took out the special lighter and handed it to Qianye. Qianye took it, lit the cigar, took a deep puff, brewed it for a while, and then exhaled a puff of smoke, praising: "I was wrong, this is the best."
The girl forced a smile and said, "It should be."
Qianye nodded, "I'm in a good mood now, you go, get out of here. This is not where you should come."
"Then... I'm leaving." The girl glanced at Qianye, fearing that he would repent, and rushed out.
"Hi! The exit is over there!" Qianye's voice frightened the girl so that she tripped over the stalactites under her feet. She turned around, ran towards the direction Qianye pointed, and disappeared in the maze-like passage in the blink of an eye.
Qianye took another puff of the cigar, and slowly spread his left hand. In his palm lay a copper mandala flower. He clenched his palm into a fist, and when he opened it again, there was only a scrap of copper left in his hand.
Qianye slowly turned over with his left hand, letting the copper particles fall to the ground, while he continued to walk deep into the cave.
The passage in front of him was extremely deep, and the end was pitch black, with no light, and it seemed that there was no way. Qianye's steps were exceptionally firm, and he continued to move forward, gradually merging with the darkness.
The blood girl ran through one cave after another. She was so flustered that she didn't even stop to look in the direction. There are forks in the road ahead, and each road looks exactly the same, and the terrain is going up for a while, and down for a while, and in the end, she can't tell which direction can lead to the outside of the mountain.
And what made her feel terrified was that there seemed to be something following her in the darkness. She even felt that the cold wind was constantly blowing into the back of her neck, as if that thing was blowing air towards the back of her neck.
She ran faster and faster, suddenly stopped and turned around, and she saw a person behind her!
It was a human race man, he didn't look too old, but there was always some gloom on his rather handsome face. He looked at the blood girl and slowly narrowed his eyes.
The girl's heart beat faster and faster, as if being stared at by a poisonous snake. She regained her composure, clenched the long sword tightly, pointed the thin blade obliquely at the man, the tip of the sword kept trembling and buzzing. This is an extremely superb swordsmanship, with almost no flaws, and the pupils of that person shrank slightly.
The man stopped approaching, but looked at the girl like a cat watching a mouse, and said, "Aren't you afraid of me?"
The girl took a deep breath and regained her courage, "Don't be afraid!"
The man seemed very surprised, thought for a while, and asked, "Then why are you so afraid of that person just now, the guy who took your cigar?"
"He is different from you." The girl replied honestly.
When facing Qianye, she felt as if she had encountered a natural enemy, her whole body was cold and stiff, and she didn't even dare to move a finger. As for the young man in front of her, although she felt an unbearable sense of oppression, she was still able to fight hard, at least she could die like a real soldier.
That's the difference.
The young man seemed completely irritated by this answer. With a sneer, he slowly pulled out his dagger and said, "The difference between me and him is that he let you go, but I will make you a Corpse. Remember my name, Xu Lang, and go to hell with this memory!"
Xu Lang shot like lightning, and slashed at the blood girl. Although he held only an imperial-style saber whose blade was less than half a meter long, it felt like he was using a big ax and a heavy hammer.
When the vampire girl was in a critical situation, she swung her sword upwards. The sharp tremor of the sword scattered half of Xu Lang's original force, and she barely held the knife. Regardless of her reaction or sword skills, she has reached a very high level, but her level and combat experience are still insufficient. In time, as long as she doesn't fall, she will eventually become a strong one.
Xu Lang was slightly surprised that the knife was blocked. He couldn't remember how long ago it was the last time a ninth-level fighter was able to block his own knife. After being promoted to a warrior, there are very few fighters of the ninth level who can block his blow. And he has been improving, has been improving, and now he is not far from the thirteenth level.
But the blood girl was no longer able to resist the second time, and her force defense was broken by irresistible force. As soon as Xu Lang twisted the short knife, he flew the girl's long sword, and then the blade was on her neck.
However, he was not happy at all, and the gloom on his face became heavier, staring at the girl, his eyes were gradually bloodshot, looking like he was crazy.
"If it wasn't for the lack of money, why would I leave regrets when I was promoted to the rank of warrior, and how could I not be able to kill a mere baron! If I can also use the marrow washing pool, what is Zhao Jundu!?"
Xu Lang's voice was full of madness, his hands were trembling slightly, and the blade trembled accordingly, cutting the blood girl's skin, and blood flowed down the pale skin. Seeing the blood, Xu Lang's face flushed even more, he seemed excited and angry at the same time, and his voice became hysterical.
Perhaps in this place where no one looked around, he was about to kill the joy of another young genius with his own hands, so that he gave up his disguise and completely vented the long-suffering darkness in his heart. In the face of a dead person, it doesn't matter if you say a few more words.
"Family Zhao... At the beginning, I begged to borrow the marrow washing pool, no matter what the exchange was! They didn't even bother to find an excuse, so they just refused. Those guys will have to pay for their arrogance sooner or later! When I Xu Lang On the day he ascends to Martial Dao Supreme, the Zhao Clan will be expelled from the empire!"
The blood girl was not afraid at this moment, she looked at Xu Lang with sarcasm and pity, and said, "So you are just a coward."
"What did you say!?" Xu Lang's eyes almost burst into flames.
"I said you are a coward, and you still want to compare with that person just now?"
Xu Lang suddenly laughed, with a distorted smile: "Okay, you will soon know how I, a coward, will deal with you."
Xu Lang leaned closer to the girl's ear and lowered his voice, "I will peel off your whole body, then goug out your blood core, and pierce dozens of small holes in it, but I won't take it away from you , but put it back where it was, you understand?"
The girl couldn't help but began to tremble. This is the ultimate torture for the blood race. Once the blood core is pierced repeatedly, it can no longer be repaired, even the blood pool can't do anything. And if it is put back to the original place, it can be connected with the body to maintain vitality, so that the vampires who are tortured will feel the pain of skinning for a long time, and they can't even commit suicide.
Most of the tortures against the vampires used the strong recovery ability of the vampires, which could be tortured for a long time.
Even though she was afraid, the girl never begged for mercy, she just said: "Monroe will not let you go."
"Really?" Xu Lang smiled again. Now he was suave again, at least on the surface.
He dragged the girl along, planning to find a secluded cave. It's still early for the final battle, and he doesn't want to fight with the strong from all sides so early. It is Xu Lang's style to hide himself well and launch a fatal blow at the critical moment.
However, just after passing a fork in the road, when Xu Lang suddenly felt that the surrounding environment was different, a ray of green light had shone on him, offsetting all the hidden state he had been maintaining. Xu Lang was shocked to find that the original force of the body protection had also become a little fragile in the light. He was shocked immediately, and quickly moved behind the blood girl, blocking the blue light with her.
Aiden walked out from a dark corner, the vertical pupils on his forehead were still shining faintly, and said coldly: "Let her go, and get the hell out of here!"
"It seems that this little guy is very important to you." Xu Lang held on tighter instead.
Aiden sneered: "It's just a blood clan, not even a viscount, it doesn't matter to me. It's just that it's a matter of killing you sooner or later, so I don't mind letting you live a little longer."
Xu Lang said coldly: "Really? Kill me? Then I have to try." He suddenly looked behind Aiden, and there was a woman with black hair and black eyes standing there, but Xu Lang didn't notice her until now The presence.
Seeing her appearance and the pale gold mandala badge on her neckline, Xu Lang's expression changed suddenly: "Prince of Monroe!"
If there was only Aiden, Xu Lang would still plan to fight. Leapfrogging challenges would be commonplace for him. But if adding Yetong, it would be courting death.
Xu Lang stared at Aiden, made a decisive decision, and shouted: "Okay, she's yours." He pushed the vampire girl forward, entered the invisible state again, made a few confusing movements, and dodged into a passage behind him .
But at the end of that passage, there was a sudden chill, and the cave wall was instantly covered with light blue frost.