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Chapter 201 Blood Oath

In the Lost Formation, YangMeng looked up at the eight blood races flying up and down above his head, with an evil smile on his lips.

"You're really naive enough to think that I'll have nothing to do with you if you fly up there? It's ridiculous!" Yang Meng smiled coldly, and said, "Qing Hong, cut off all the wings of these little bats!"

"Yan~~~"

The flying knife Qinghong suddenly appeared beside YangMeng, and a dazzling blue light flashed on the sharp blade.

It groaned softly, and before the blood race had time to see clearly what it was, Qinghong had already turned into a green glow and flew out, like a bright shooting star directly slashing towards their backs.

"Pfft~~~"

There was a crisp sound of the clenching of swords and soldiers, and seven pairs of fourteen bloody wings fell from the sky. The puff of dark red blood seemed to be raining blood.

Only Miska was quick to see the opportunity, and leapt towards the sky almost the moment the throwing knife was lit.

"Ah! Wings, my wings..."

The seven bats are like inflatable dolls that have been poked with a big hole. Their huge bodies over three meters high quickly returned to their previous shapes after their wings were chopped off by Qinghong. They screamed and went straight to more than 60 meters The high ground fell down.

"Puff... puff..."

A series of seven dull roars sounded, even though the cultivation bases of these blood races had reached the peak of dark energy before, but when the cultivation bases were exhausted and the wings were chopped off, there was no energy left to stop the speed of the downward rush.

Therefore, they tragically fell into meatloaf and died unexpectedly!
Looking at the blue rainbow that emits a strong blue light and is still suspended in the air, like a light that can be pierced at any time, it makes people feel frightened.

There was deep horror in Miska's eyes. If he hadn't seen the opportunity just now, he might have been cut off like the seven compatriots at this time, and fell into a meatloaf.

"What's that? Knife? Sword?" He murmured in his mouth, sweat pouring down his body.

Not far away, YangMeng glanced at the corpse below, and suddenly disappeared into the canopy of the tree. When he reappeared, he was already above Miska's head.

Suddenly, Miska felt a icy chill coming from his surroundings. He subconsciously looked down, but he didn't find YangMeng's figure. However, the biting cold feeling made him feel so uncomfortable that he almost suffocated. .

"Hey, what are you looking for?" YangMeng looked at Miska condescendingly, with playfulness in his voice.

"Hiss..." This voice almost made Miska's scalp tingle, he suddenly looked up and said in horror, "You, you can fly?"

"Who stipulated that only you with wings can fly? Why, are you surprised?" YangMeng snorted disdainfully, "You have an inherent advantage, I think you are a group of filthy people who hide in the dark and dare not walk in the sun biology!"

"You...you..." Miska was speechless after being refuted by YangMeng.

"Okay, stop talking nonsense." YangMeng sneered, and said, "Now you should go and accompany your brothers."

As he said that, YangMeng had a thought, and a meter-long blade rose from the flying knife Qinghong, which was exuding a cyan edge. At the same time, an irresistibly powerful and sharp aura enveloped a radius of 20 meters in an instant. Space.

Feeling this inexplicable division, Miska knew that in front of this mysterious oriental, he had absolutely no possibility of escaping. If this path were to be hacked off, then it would definitely be near death and death without a doubt.

"Please, please wait a moment!" Miska, who had thousands of thoughts flashing through his mind at this moment, suddenly said sweating profusely.

YangMeng controlled Qinghong's Gang Saber, stopped one centimeter in front of Miska's nose, and said with a sneer, "Do you have any last words? This young master is very merciful, and specially left you a chance to say your last words."

Miska was pressed in front of Qinghong, moved her body back a bit, stammered and said: "I have a secret of our blood race here, as long as you can let me go, I will tell you the secret! "

The contrast between Miska's performance before and after the battle was too great, and YangMeng couldn't help being stunned for a long time before he sneered and said, "You were so loyal to protect the lord before, but now you suddenly rebelled, how can you tell me to trust you?"

Perhaps because of being a little annoyed by being poked by YangMeng's ridicule, Miska's face instantly turned extremely red, he clenched and loosened his fists, and tried to refute several times, but gave up again and again.

"If you can't make me believe your words, then what you say is worthless, I'd better send you to see Satan!" YangMeng shook his head, and with a movement of his arm, he was about to control Qinghong to chop off Miska's head.

"Wait a minute!!" Seeing the murderous look in YangMeng's eyes, Miska's face turned green.

"Where the hell are you talking so much nonsense? I don't have much patience." Yang Meng's voice seemed to be colder than the weather in the North Pole, trying to freeze Miska's soul completely.

Now Miska didn't dare to be negligent, and hurriedly hissed and roared: "My lord, I, Miska Alkamed, am willing to sacrifice my humble soul, take a 'blood oath', and serve you as Lord for the rest of my life." .”

"'Blood Oath'?" YangMeng stopped his hands and said, "What does 'Blood Oath' mean?"

"My lord, the 'Blood Oath' is the most unbreakable form of oath of our blood clan. The so-called 'blood oath' is to sign a contract with the blood of our blood clan's heart, to give our life, soul, property...and everything , all delivered to the contracted person, who will be regarded as the master, and cannot be betrayed for life.

If the person who made the "blood oath" had a double heart and dared to betray the contractee, then the contractee would suffer from the pain of being eaten away by thousands of ants, and his whole body would fester and die in a week.Moreover, as long as the contracted person dies, the contracted person will also die.It can be said that it is the most loyal way of recognizing the Lord of our blood race. "

Miska told all about the 'Blood Oath' with a bitter face, the bitterness in her voice could not be concealed.

"Oh? There's this kind of oath? It's similar to the master-servant contract I made with Xiaozi and Xiaobai, but this 'blood oath' seems to be a bit harsher." Hearing Miska's words, YangMeng thought to himself nodded.

Bowing his head and thinking for a while, YangMeng raised his head and said to Miska: "Okay, I agree with you to recognize the Lord, let's swear the 'blood oath' now!"

Miska gritted her teeth, flapped her wings and bent her knees half-brittlely in the air, and sang piously: "O ancestor Cain, your descendant Miska Alkamed, is willing to sacrifice the blood of his heart to the person in front of him." Sign the master-servant contract, from now on I will be the servant, he will be the master, and I will never betray the master and follow the master for the rest of my life! Let the ancestors witness!"

(End of this chapter)