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Chen Ling looked at the bandaged face and frowned unconsciously.

This black shadow appeared so suddenly that even Chen Ling didn't see clearly how he appeared. However, the opponent kicked one person to death and threw two others into the incinerator. Such cruel methods are not available to ordinary people. of.

Who is he?

The other party is obviously not with this group of people, and judging from the methods, he may even have a grudge against them... His target is also the hollowed-out corpse?

"Who are you?!" Brother Chen was shocked when he saw that three of his men were killed instantly.

"Me?" Jian Changsheng sneered, "I am the evil ghost who comes to take revenge on you."?

As soon as the words fell, Jian Changsheng turned into an afterimage and rushed out quickly. His fist broke through the air with an explosion, and smashed into Brother Chen's face with terrifying force!

Brother Chen subconsciously put his hands in front of him, but his whole body seemed to be hit head-on by a car, and he flew backwards. A sharp pain came from his forearm, as if it was interrupted by a punch.

His figure hit the wall heavily, and the force of the repulsion swept away his internal organs. His vision went dark, and his figure fell down like cotton.

Jian Changsheng did not kill him, but grabbed his belt with one hand and carried him like garbage. At the same time, he carried the body wrapped in white sheets and quickly walked out the door.

He is leaving.

When Chen Ling saw this, a cold light flashed in his eyes.

The next moment, Jian Changsheng felt a bone-chilling chill coming from his side. His pupils shrank slightly and he rushed to his side without hesitation!

Whoosh-!

A blade reflecting the moonlight almost grazed his cheek.

This sudden murderous intention made Jian Changsheng take a few steps back like a frightened bird. Cold sweat broke out on his back. He instinctively took out a dagger from his waist and held it across his chest, and then he looked intently in the direction just now.

Dim light shines from the window and falls on the wilderness at the entrance of the crematorium. A figure in a brown coat is standing quietly on the dividing line between light and darkness. As his cheeks are slightly raised, a black smiling face appears. The mask caught Jian Changsheng's eyes.

The moment he saw the mask, Jian Changsheng's heart trembled. Whether it was the strange scarlet eyes or the exaggerated smile that stretched from ear to ear, he felt an inexplicable sense of horror...

Who is this person? ?

The same doubt also appeared in Jian Changsheng's mind.

The two figures stood in front of the crematorium, and the air suddenly fell into silence. They were looking at each other coldly, guessing the possible identity and camp of the other party.

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"Are you also with them?" Jian Changsheng said in a deep voice.

"No." Chen Ling shook her head, "I don't care whether they live or die, but you'd better give me that body."

"Oh? What if I don't give it?"

"Then I don't mind turning you into a corpse."

It is naturally impossible for Jian Changsheng to hand over this body. This is a vital tool for him. If necessary, he can even use it to blackmail the Stars Chamber of Commerce... And Chen Ling will not let the key evidence and clues go like this. taken away.

At this point, any temptation and negotiation are meaningless. After a short silence, the two figures rushed towards each other at the same time!

Chen Ling had just witnessed the whole process of Jian Changsheng's attack, and knew that the other party should also be a Shinto owner, so he did not dare to rely on it, so he held the short knife in his backhand and stabbed himself three times without hesitation!

The scarlet blood instantly dyed the blade red, and Chen Ling's speed and strength surged instantly!

Jian Changsheng, who was rushing from the opposite side, was stunned for a moment when he saw this scene. Before he could react, Chen Ling was already in front of him, dragging out the afterimage, and slashed his body deeply with a knife. Blood marks on the bones!

What's happening here? !

Jian Changsheng was dumbfounded. He didn't expect that someone could stab him before starting a fight. Could it be that the other party was also on the path of [Blood Clothes], and the more injured he got, the stronger he became?

Jian Changsheng recovered from the pain and saw Chen Ling's second punch coming towards him. He immediately blocked it with his hands in front of him. However, Chen Ling, who was already seriously injured, was obviously stronger. He took the first punch and knocked it away. The kite with its string broken flew backwards.

As his body fell heavily to the ground and dust flew up all over the sky, Jian Changsheng struggled to get up from the ground, a ruthless look flashed in his eyes.

He also raised the dagger in his hand and slashed hard on his waist and abdomen. The bloody wound was immediately exposed to the air, and scarlet blood continued to gush out from it.

"[Blood Clothes]?" Chen Ling said in surprise.

Seeing this familiar move, Chen Ling raised his eyebrows. He didn't expect that after using this move for so long, he would actually encounter an enemy who was on the same [Shura] path and learn his own technique... But from the perspective of the wound Look, the other party seems to be more ruthless than yourself.

Jian Changsheng clutched the blood-stained dagger tightly, staring at Chen Ling like a violent beast. He did not run closer to Chen Ling, but swung the dagger in the air, and the blood beads on the sword were suddenly swayed out by inertia. !

When these blood beads came close to Chen Ling, Chen Ling already sensed something was wrong, and immediately thought of the other party's strange appearance out of thin air, and subconsciously stepped back.

As soon as he stepped back, Jian Changsheng's figure flashed to the front of the blood bead, and the blood-stained dagger cut through the air, whizzing towards Chen Ling's neck!

Chen Ling reacted very quickly. Driven by [Slaughter Dance], the dagger in his hand quickly clashed with the dagger. With similar strength and similar speed, the knives and swords collided one after another at a very short distance, so fast that they burst out under the night sky. Wisps of Mars!

Could it be that the skill just now is the second level skill of [Shura] path?

Chen Ling recalled in his mind the scene where the blood bead instantly turned into Jian Changsheng, and he already had the answer in his mind. After all, not everyone has the ability to learn other people's skills like him. Since the opponent's first level is [Blood Clothes], the next one Skills must also belong to the [Shura] path.

As the two sides gradually exchanged blows, more and more blood seeped out from Jian Changsheng's waist and abdomen. He narrowed his eyes slightly and wiped the dagger on the wound again between fights. The blood covered the surface of the blade and turned it completely red. .

clang--!

The dagger collided with the dagger again, and the next moment, fine blood beads were blown away from the blade and splashed to the west!

Almost at the same time, Jian Changsheng, who was directly in front of Chen Ling, disappeared in an instant. When he reappeared, he was already behind him. The scarlet sword edge pierced his back and sank into it.

Severe pain came from behind. Chen Ling groaned under the mask and swung the knife with his backhand at Jian Changsheng behind him, but the latter quickly stepped back to avoid it.

Can this skill still be used like this?

It was also the first time for Chen Ling to come into contact with the second-level skill of [Asura] path. He was caught off guard and was hit by the attack. He felt the power flowing out from the wound, and his eyes under the mask became colder and colder.