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"You made a mistake." Lin Hao interrupted him without hesitation.

The wings of firefly and thunder behind him are also slowly flapping, which makes his body directly disappear in the same place. In an instant, he rushes to the other party's face, and his wrist is also handed out, so that the Longyin sword stabs at the fragile neck without looking at the scarlet broad knife.

In his eyes, that strange weapon seemed as if it didn't exist. It wasn't worth guarding against at all. There were flaws all over his body.

The voice of the black robed man suddenly cut off, and his body immediately fell back. His flexible waist twisted in the air, which forced him to step aside.

The blade almost wiped his mask and cut off a few inches of blood, which made the heart of the black robed man jump suddenly.

He straightened up, feeling a little agitated by Lin Hao's sudden attack. It was hard to avoid a trace of anger in his heart. With a sudden wave of his arm, he rushed towards Lin Hao.

I saw the scarlet broad sword in the air, not as sharp as ordinary weapons, but suddenly spread out, like a Nine Tailed stab whip, to drill through Lin Hao's flaws in the Qi Dynasty.

That's much more than the blood from the ground. It's boiling in the air, burning the scarlet blood into orange, which shows the high temperature.

But Lin Hao's eyes did not blink, so he took a step. His eyes were fixed on the neck of the black robed man, and the Dragon chanting sword was handed out again.

The man in black robe was not willing to be outdone. His left hand immediately grasped the edge of the sword and let the blood flow from his fingers. It turned into a wave and collided with the tip of the sword in an attempt to remove the power of the top.

He is just a typical example of eating all over the sky, and Lin Hao has no brain. He doesn't take back his sword or increase his strength. He lets the blood curtain all over the sky take off the strength of his sword and watch the boiling orange blood pouring on his body.

The black robed man pricked up his ears and finally heard the rustling sound when he was eroding his skin and flesh, as well as the misty white fog that could not be covered by the blood curtain.

Half of his mask slipped, revealing his terrible eyes, which were mixed with greed and pride, and looked to Lin Hao from afar.

But the black robed man only saw that the cold blade came with murderous spirit, cut his five fingers, pierced the flowing blood curtain, straight into his eyes, pierced the ugly head.

"You really think it will be useful to me, how much this body is for me, the next one to become like this is you, ha ha -" he raised a smile, his face was trembling, and he wanted to say more provocative words, so that the boy in white who stabbed the last blow was in despair.

But the blood curtain suddenly dispersed, turned into countless blood drops, and fell into the ground.

This time, he finally felt that it was wrong. He had only left his left hand to lift up again and shivered against the blade of Longyin sword.

After being touched by such high-temperature blood, the blade should have been hot. No matter how bad it was, it would not have been so cold. With an unbearable cold, it penetrated into his skin inch by inch and frozen his meridians.

Why? Heipao thought in his mind.