God-level Supreme Daddy

Chapter 73
Cheng Yuxue felt very uneasy when he saw this kid smiling.

This is a contemptuous smile, the haughty smile that a master shows when facing an enemy who is not as good as him.

"Chen Hao kneel down and leave your whole body!" Murong Lingxuan shouted coldly.

Cheng Yuxue hastily suggested: "Master Lingxuan, don't waste time, let the clansmen unleash the fiercest attack and kill this thief, so as not to have long nights and dreams!"

Hearing this, Murong Lingxuan was a little displeased, and gave the girl a hard look.

Its meaning is obvious: I act, don't want you to point fingers.

Although displeased, Murong Lingxuan still ordered: "Use lore!"

hum-

Accompanied by the sound of the sword, a vague sword curtain emerged, covering Chen Hao, and 49 Murong clansmen had already set up the sword formation.

Immediately afterwards, their bodies erupted with brilliance, and all the martial wheels emerged...

They are going to use the strongest ultimate move in the sword array - lore!

However, Chen Hao stood in the sword formation without the slightest fear on his face, as if he had forgotten the lesson of being besieged by the sword formation not long ago.

He is like a peerless master, waiting for his opponent to display the strongest stunt, only in this way is he worthy of the shot.

Cheng Yuxue, who was outside the sword formation, looked at the young man's appearance, and felt more and more uneasy in his heart.

"kill!!!"

After a few breaths of time, the people who set up the sword formation have finished casting.

As their deafening shouts of killing sounded, a black iron broadsword shot towards Chen Hao with cold light.

Every broadsword carried a terrifying killing intent.

When Chen Hao saw this, the corners of his mouth curled up slightly, and a black light flashed strangely in front of him, and in an instant, Gatling condensed like a sleeping wild beast.

He held a gun in one hand, pulled the trigger, and his body spun around in place; in the other hand, he held a pair of sunglasses, which he put on very pretentiously.

Da da da!
Gatling roared like a wrathful beast, and the bullets shot out from the six barrels like lightning with flames.

Dangdang Dangdang!
All the black iron broadswords attacking Chen Hao were knocked into the air, and none of them touched him.

puff!puff!
what--!
what--!
Immediately afterwards, there was the sound of flesh and blood being pierced through, and extremely shrill screams sounded at the same time, one after another.

The vague sword curtain covering Chen Hao shattered and disintegrated.

Five seconds later.

Gatling stopped roaring, the six gun barrels were still emitting black smoke and steaming heat, and there was a strong smell of gunpowder smoke. Chen Hao stood there like a god of death holding a scythe harvesting life.

On the ground all around, lay a circle of corpses.

This is exactly what was left by the 49 Murong clansmen who set up the sword array. The corpses are covered with holes the size of fists, and the blood is flowing profusely.

Their eyes are wide open, and the doubts, incomprehension, and unwillingness in their eyes are forever frozen.

These people can't figure out why an iron lump artifact is so overbearing!

A pair of dark iron broadswords were stuck in disorder on the ground, with finger-sized holes appearing on them, with the holes as the center, and cracks extending one after another.

"He...he is a devil, let's retreat!"

Cheng Yuxue glanced at the young man holding the mysterious iron geta, his handsome face was full of horror, and he ran away screaming, as if seeing a ghost.

Murong Lingxuan couldn't care about anything else, and fled in panic.

He yelled as he fled: "Murong Yu, Murong... You and the three of you stop this thief Chen Hao, and you will be rewarded when you return to the family!"

Hearing this, the remaining three clansmen cursed Murong Lingxuan in their hearts: He wants them to stay and die!
Even if they knew they were going to die, they couldn't go against their will, they were just ordinary clansmen.

"Today, none of you want to leave, just obediently leave your life behind!"

A cold, mocking voice sounded.

Before the three Murong clansmen could react, they felt a heart-piercing pain in their chests, all their strength was taken away, their eyes went dark, and they fell to the ground dead.

Three black iron broadswords full of bullet holes were inserted into their chests.

The moment the three of them fell to the ground, a blood-colored figure flew past them, as fast as a gust of wind.

It was Chen Hao dressed in blood, and he chased after Murong Lingxuan without even looking at the deceased.

It was he who killed these three people just now.

After counting time.

Boom boom boom!
"Chen Hao, you...you can't kill me!"

"If you kill me, the Murong family will never end with you..."

Ah!
Deafening roars, unwilling words, and miserable screams sounded one after another.

In front of the blood-clothed boy lay the corpse of a boy with thick eyebrows like knives. It was Murong Lingxuan.

Chen Hao took the corpse away, and golden, red and purple radiance burst out from his body, turning into a whirlwind, chasing Cheng Yuxue in the direction where he was escaping.

……

Cheng Yuxue ran around in a panic, her pretty face pale as paper.

She was scared, really scared.

She has only one thought now, to escape from the clutches of the devil-like boy.

"Don't waste your time, you can't escape from my palm!" Suddenly, a cold voice came.

Cheng Yuxue felt a gust of wind blowing by, and saw a blood-clothed boy standing strangely a few meters ahead.

He is Chen Hao, with mocking eyes, staring at her.

Pfft!
Cheng Yuxue saw clearly that the person's knees softened, and she knelt down, kowtowing to the god-like young man continuously, begging for mercy.

"Chen Hao, please, don't kill me, I was wrong!"

"I left you because I was forced by my father!"

"I chased and killed you, all of this was Murong Lingxuan's idea!"

"Chen Hao sees that I used to be with you romantically, so please spare me this time!"

"..."

The girl kept kowtowing and begging, trembling all over, looking like a poor little beast, so helpless.

Seeing this, Chen Hao's heart, which was as hard as iron, softened slightly. He raised his head and looked at the blue sky, thinking about how to deal with this woman.

She already knew her secret...

Cheng Yuxue, who was bowing her head, saw that the young man was thinking, her eyes suddenly reflected a fierce light, and three flying needles emitting a faint light appeared in her palm, and she flicked her wrist vigorously.

Whoosh-!
The flying needle shot towards Chen Hao like lightning.

At such a close distance, and with his mind distracted, he had no time to dodge.

呲呲呲!
The three flying needles pierced Chen Hao's eyebrows, heart, and dantian respectively.

He felt the pain, frowned, and stared at the kneeling girl.

"Haha, Chen Hao, you have been hit by my venomous snake needle, so go to hell with me!"

Cheng Yuxue stood up, looked at the young man with excitement, arrogance and complacency, and laughed loudly: "You are a fool, you fell for it, haha!"

She was indeed very proud. Originally, she was bound to die, but now the result was reversed.

The serpent venomous needle is extremely poisonous, even if a martial artist in the ninth level of the spiritual realm is hit, he will die within ten breaths. Moreover, the person who has been poisoned by the needle cannot use the force of the martial wheel, and his whole body is numb.

What's more, Chen Hao is not a martial artist at the Spiritual Martial Realm at all, so it must be even more unbearable.

But what happened next was completely beyond Cheng Yuxue's expectation.

The corners of Chen Hao's mouth turned slightly, revealing a sneer: "You really are a vicious femme fatale!"

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