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32. The bleak night of a man's long howl [24/100](3/3)

The cold blade danced, and the man in the mechanic was chopped down on the spot.

"Give me your true energy! Don't keep it!"

Chen Qiu said to the dull Zhang Lan.

The latter was shocked by Yaoguang's fierce aura, and immediately stretched out his hands and put them on Shen Qiu's shoulders, and injected all the ghostly true energy in his hand into Chen Qiu's body.

Is this true energy of the Demon Sect really evil?

It's as cold as it's the cold winter month, going out to run naked.

But Chen Qiu didn't care. He pushed Zhang Lan's true energy into the shaking light without leaving a single point, held the knife handle with both hands, and raised the blade toward his head.

"Zhang Chu's dog thief! He slashed this man Chen!"

"Buzz"

Yaoguang cut down, and the fierce sword aura broke through the blade, just like Huang Wudi swung Tai'a's sword, and the terrifying sword aura rushed out from the Yaoguang blade.

It turned into a sword energy that broke into a sky, spanned more than ten feet, and chopped down at Zhang Chu.

The shaking knife did not retain any intention of the driver.

It also hated Zhang Chu very much. That dog thief dared to touch his pure blade with his dirty fingers...

For my...

No.

Death to my aunt!

Of course, Zhang Chu would not be stupid enough to eat this, how could he have a abnormal knife?

But he couldn't hide!

The mountain ghost is still there!

Chengying roared, blocking all the spaces where Zhang Chu dodged and fled, locking him between two feet inches.

He was no longer willing to take this knife and had to take it on.

The true qi path in Zhang Chu's body changed, from gloomy and weird, and became upright. The thick qi shield broke out of his body, wrapping his body like a big white cocoon.

"Bang"

The sword energy suddenly fell to the ground, and smoke and dust flew everywhere. The hill was cut by this knife. Amid the screams, Zhang Chu's cocoons broke open.

He covered his left hand and flew into the distance in the blood.

The mountain ghost still wants to chase.

But when I looked back, I saw Chen Qiu lying on the ground.

Without any hesitation, he flashed back to Chen Qiu's side, threw Chengying away, put his hands on Shen Qiu's chest, pouring all Chengying's true energy into Chen Qiu's body, protecting his increasingly weak heart.

It's just a thief, just run away.

Where is the life of your own brother important?

"Ahem"

Chen Qiu was lying on the ground, he looked at the mountain ghost and tried hard to show a smile. He said to the mountain ghost intermittently:

"Brother... the knife just now... can it still catch your eye?"

"Awesome, my brother is the most powerful. There is no swordsman in this world who is better than you."

While transporting true energy, the mountain ghost said to Chen Qiu:

"If you beat him, that demon sect is nothing more than that."

“Hahaha, I won.

Unfortunately, Qingqing didn't see it... how powerful his senior brother..."

Chen Qiu smiled, and blood gushed out of his mouth. He looked over his head and a bright moon was extremely dim.
Chapter completed!
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