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Their swords were still in their hands, but their pale skin was burned by electric light, half black and half red in the air.

Lin Hao just stepped forward, causing a little shock, their black robes suddenly shriveled, turned into a ground of dead bones, skin and meat all turned into powder, sprinkled on the black bones.

"That's minimalist black with black." His lips picked out a sarcastic smile and looked at the last black robed man in the opposite direction, "do you really appreciate me for letting you people walk in the forefront of fashion?"

He was still a little afraid of the strange blood in his heart, so he specially exposed a few inches of thunder light and baked them into scorched bones together with the blood, so that the other side only had the original blood.

But the rest of the black robed man did not move, as if his dead companion was just a passer-by.

The other side's eyes from the beginning to the end are closely staring at Lin Hao, like a snake licking his prey, let his goose bumps are going to get up.

"Don't look." Lin Hao took a step, and the wings of firefly and thunder spread out in an instant. However, with a light fan, he disappeared in the same place and flashed to the man in black robe. "Today is a good day to fight. It's boring to just look at it."

There was a trace of ridicule in his tone, but the killing intention in his eyes exposed the sword light that suddenly flashed from the bottom to the top. The speed was appalling. However, with the effort of raising his hand, the sword light had instantly cut the skin of the man in black robe, cut off the mask that covered his face from the middle, and revealed his real appearance.

What kind of face is that? It's like washing your face with boiling water every day. It's full of potholes. The eyebrows have been burned, and they don't connect with each other. They are on the eyes intermittently.

Not to mention the nose that seems to stick to the face, and the lips that almost stick together, even the ears are big on one side and small on the other, only half of them are burned, barely hanging on both sides of the face.

"Wow, brother, you look very special." This ugly face made Lin Hao's heart jump, even the killing in his eyes, slowly filled with a bit of horror, "no wonder you're all wearing masks, it's not cool, it's ugly?"

with what he said from his heart, the black robe was only able to make complaints about the skin. He finally blew the bleeding, so Lin Hao hurried back to the wings of the firefly again and suddenly stepped back, afraid that the blood would be able to make any more of the tricks.

The speed of the sword light was too fast. After the blood gushed out, the nose of the man in black robe finally realized that something was wrong. Slowly, a bloodstain appeared in the middle, and it was more than half cut by the sword light. While the soft meat fell to the ground, the neat gap also began to bleed madly.

But the blood did not fall on the lapel, nor did it drop on the ground. Instead, it quickly gathered together and turned into a scarlet mask, which covered the ugly face.

"Surprised?" The black robed man giggled, and his vocal cord seemed to be half scratched by the sword light. His voice was hoarse and sharp, which was extremely ugly. "Although the blood devil sect is not famous all over the world, the blood word is not in vain!"