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"boom!"

The black-robed man flew upside down like the previous Qingye, crashing into the ruins not far away, and flying dust all over the sky.

Aoba stood in place with a smile on his face, and the scabbard of Demon Sword Murata... was just cut out.

That's right, it's a bladeless scabbard.

Aoba was still a little bit brooding about what he had just shot out by the black-robed man. If he didn't let him experience the same feeling, wouldn't it be too bad for him.

"Hoo~ It's refreshing!" Aoba waved the scabbard in his hand. Although the texture of the meat was a little strange when he hit the meat, it also allowed him to understand.

"..." At this time, Nimf and Qing Ling, as well as Shiori, who had turned back into the demon knife body and was held by Ao Ye, a similar sentence came out in their hearts at the same time:

The owner is so careful...

"Okay, don't lie down, it hurt you the most at that moment." Qingye dissipated her spiritual perception, and the life characteristics of the black-robed man had become weaker, but had not disappeared.

"Boom! Click!"

With a few sounds of the collapse of the wooden pillar, the black-robed man slowly stood up from the ruins. At this time, his face was not as good as before.

"You guy, you used a scabbard, are you kidding me?" The black-robed man was holding his chest painfully, looking at the boy in front of him with a face full of disbelief. If he was not using a scabbard just now, and It was the weird demon knife, and at this time, he had been cut in half by it.

"Huh? You guy... isn't it human! Or rather, it's not entirely human." Qingye squinted, looking at the black-robed man in the ruins with a puzzled face, now his hood It has fallen, revealing a pale face, although it is a human face, but that face is intertwined like a dead tree, and a pair of silver-colored eyes are covered with crazy bloodshot eyes.

At the same time, at the place where Aoba had just hit with a scabbard, the black robe shattered, revealing his pale chest, and an extremely obvious slender dent appeared. If the black robe man is a normal human body, At this time, his ribs and internal organs should have been crushed, it is impossible to stand up so easily.

"Haha, humans? How can a mortal like you understand my existence!" The black-robed man looked at Asama Aoba with disdain. Even though he was seriously injured, the fierce light in his eyes did not diminish, but his face The sense of contempt has all disappeared.

He couldn't figure it out. He just came out to grab a few sacrifices, and just came to the place of his masterpiece last night to re-experience that kind of pleasure. He actually met such a tricky guy, and he was still a teenager. What is this guy? Which family is the monster that ran out of.

Could it be that... the person from the Chang family?

However, no matter what, it's just a mortal, and he still has a hole card...

Aoba approached step by step. He planned to finish early so that he could go back to bed. He was still hanging around outside so late, which was not his work and rest time at all.

If this guy doesn't plan to say anything, just kill it.

As for the body?

The little tentacles at the feet are already hungry and thirsty!

"Finally, I'll give you a chance to tell your identity and organization, what is your purpose, and what is the sacrifice?" Qingye stood in front of him, staring at the black-robed man in front of him.

The demon sword in his hand slowly raised, pointed at the black robe man, posing a threatening attitude.

"Give me a chance? Hahaha..." The black-robed man didn't care about the threat of the opponent, but looked at him with a mocking expression.

Qingye frowned. He looked at the black robe in a puzzled manner. They had already become like this. Could he still make a comeback?

Besides, even if a few more of his companions were to come, Aoba felt that he could still be crushed to death.

"Do you think I have nothing to do?" A strange and crazy smile appeared on the black robe man's face.

Aoba's pupils narrowed slightly. Although he didn't know what else the black robe man could do, he instantly covered his whole body with spiritual power. If he encounters the previous encounter again, he really has no face to see people.

In the next moment, the black robe man tremblingly took out a stone sculpture slightly larger than his palm with an extremely strange shape. He looked at the ignorant boy in front of him, his smile on his face became more and more prosperous.

Now I should let you know what true despair is.

And here in Qingye, at the moment the stone sculpture appeared, a strange feeling surged into his heart. I don't know why, the things in front of him brought him a strong nausea.

To be safe, Aoba jumped back instantly, from in front of the black-robed man, back to Nimf's side.

"Hehe, it's too late to escape." The black-robed man thought that the other party wanted to escape, but he didn't want to stop the other party from moving. Instead, he set his sights on the weird stone sculpture in his hand.

He narrowed his eyes slightly, and a few black spots flashed faintly, slowly raising the stone sculpture in his hand, and the black arrogance gradually hugged toward the palm of his hand.

As several strange fluctuations flashed on the stone sculpture, the expression of the black-robed man became colder and colder.

"Master, the thing in his hand should be the source of interference!" Nimf looked at the black-robed man on the opposite side, and a few rays of electrons flashed in his eyes.

"Hey? Is that thing?" Qingye was taken aback, and then unexpectedly looked at the stone sculpture held by the black-robed man. He didn't expect it to be such a small thing.

Looks like you have to grab it and study it!

"Om!"

The black arrogance that emerged on the stone sculpture seemed to have reached its peak, and in an instant, it seemed to be endless crazily swarming, spinning around the black-robed man as the center.

"It's a pity, I originally wanted to take your corpse back, but now it seems that how many things you can bring back depends on how much it has left!" A bloodthirsty light appeared in the black robe man's eyes.

"It?" Qingye was stunned for an instant. What did the black-robed man say about it?

"Master, do you need me to take action?" Nimf looked at his master worriedly.

"Don't worry, Nimf, you can just watch it by the side!" Aoba smiled and shook his head.

"Huh! The lord has me, you don't need to act!" The Demon Sword in Aoba's hand flickered a few times, and Shiori's voice came from the blade.

"Then don't let the master encounter the previous accident again!" Nimf said, staring at the demon sword Shiori.

"I know... I know, it was just an accident before!" After Yaodao Village flickered a few times again, there was no more sound.

Aoba looked at Nimf and Shiori bickering, just smiled, and didn't say anything. Although he was accidentally shot out because of his negligence just now, he did not refute Nimf's thoughts, after all. She told Shiori because she was worried about herself, and she didn't have any accusatory tone.

"This guy is too slow. After playing special effects for so long, if it were normal, he would have been hacked to death." Aoba looked at the black-robed man not far away, and sneered at the surrounding sound and light effects, although not. Knowing what hole cards he will play, but it's a waste of time.

But Qingye didn't know that the people in the black robes were also suffering from difficulties now.

In fact, this stone sculpture does not belong to him, and he does not have the power to spur it at will.

And what he can do now is to squeeze all the power in his body and inject it into it.

However, he did not expect that the activation of the stone carving would consume such a large amount.

If it is in a state without any consumption, it's okay to say, but the previous blow spell has consumed a lot of his spiritual power, it is not a last resort, and he does not want to use it.

Recalling his mission~www.ltnovel.com~ The black robe man gritted his teeth vigorously.

He didn't want to die, or even if he died, he wanted to pull them together and die together, which made him determined.

But when he thought of that power, the light in the black-robed man's eyes brightened a bit.

As the last trace of power entered the stone sculpture, the black-robed man was forcibly enduring the severe pain caused by the exhaustion of spiritual power throughout the body, and the hideous face became even more ugly.

Since you forced me to this point, then use your lives to repay it.

Isn't this fair!

Hehe...hehe!

Looking at the other side, Aoba, who felt that she was going to fall asleep any longer, lifted the demon sword in her hand and walked towards the other side.

Forget it, I died early and was overborn, and went home to sleep after cutting.

As for his purpose, let's talk about it later!