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Chapter 47 The blood prince is too seductive 44
The sword light flickered, and the black shadows like meteors merged with each other, and the supernatural powers shot up into the sky and were released one after another.

"boom!"

The long sword collided fiercely with the sharp-toothed dart, but it was only for a short time, due to the contest between attack and defense.

Xia Ling is now forced to fight nine people alone, he can't really fight with one person, otherwise he will only leave opportunities for the others.

Countless chains circled the ground, concealing aura without any trace, rushing straight from behind Xia Ling.

Xia Ling jumped up, followed by three blood hunters.

Purple smoke filled the air, transforming into a huge bird, rushing straight towards Xia Ling.

The long sword struck from the side, and cut down the huge purple smoke bird with one sword, but it was not over yet. Under the purple smoke, it was a sneak attack from the Tarot cards.

The rings are interlocking, one ring after another, making it impossible to guard against and parry.

This time, the Tarot attack hit Xia Ling's face, she turned her head slightly, but the speed was too fast, and the sneak attack was too accurate.

The Tarot card almost passed across the cheek, and a not-so-shallow wound suddenly appeared on Xia Ling's fair and clean cheek.

The blood inside immediately flowed down, but it only flowed a little and then stopped.

At the end of this blow, the offensive did not subside, but the attacks all over the sky hit this side even more frantically. Xia Ling was forced to hold the long sword in his hand and defend desperately.

She didn't know what she was waiting for, maybe that person would come, before she died...

Nine blood hunters, nine kinds of abilities, this is the blood hunters fighting each other, defeating and killing the weak with absolute power.

Xia Ling was on the defensive from the beginning to the end, her figure kept retreating until there was no way to retreat, and she kept desperately resisting these people.

Suddenly, a sharp arrow pierced the air from the darkness. When Xia Ling had to deal with the frontal attack of the three people in front, it came quietly from the darkness and stabbed towards Xia Ling's back, hiding the infinite cruelty. gas.

"puff!"

The sharp arrow sank into the flesh, and Xia Ling was shot firmly at the lower part of the back.

Blood splattered, Xia Ling's body trembled uncontrollably, and his right hand holding the entire long sword trembled suddenly.

Blood started to flow from the corner of the mouth, which is the reason for the internal injury.

Xia Lingxiu frowned, and a cold light flashed from his black eyes. Although he was in a state of embarrassment at the moment, the arrogance in his eyes and the determination in his bones were still irresistible.

Xia Ling exerted force with his right hand, and the three attacks on the sword were gradually suppressed, and the blood on his back couldn't stop flowing. Once he exerted force, the wound there would be more open.

"hiss……"

Xia Ling couldn't help curling his lips. Although the sharp arrow didn't hit near the heart, the depth was not shallow, and it still made people feel unbearable pain, let alone in this situation.

The nine S-level blood hunters present, almost every one of them attacked like a bamboo shoot, wishing to kill Xia Ling here, without exception.

Even the blood-hunting boy with complex eyes from before is raising his arms at this moment.

The greatest tragedy in the world is being besieged and killed by these partners who have been born and died together since childhood, and the second tragedy in the world is not knowing people clearly.

Xia Ling's eyes were filled with cruelty, and his black eyes were as cold as the coldest ice, so pitch black that one couldn't help but tremble at a glance.

She gathered her strength and exerted the strength of her right hand to the maximum. The blood under the black leather jacket on her back gushed out endlessly. Xia Ling used brute force to break free from the three pressures on the sword.

Most of it was soaked in blood, but her black leather clothes couldn't see it, but the slightly dripping blood was crazily pouring down.

One drop after another, fell on the ground, blooming blood-colored flowers.

(End of this chapter)