I Studied Beheading in a Mental Institution.

After spraying out that black pillar of fire, the lines on the Flame Dragon's body quickly became darker, and its wings seemed to be a little erratic.

Under the dark night sky, the Flame Earth Dragon circled half a circle, returned to Lin Qiye, and landed on the roof of the building. The orange-yellow vertical pupils showed unprecedented fatigue.

"Hongyan, what's wrong with you?"

Seeing this, Lin Qiye felt a little doubt in his eyes.

The Yanmai Earth Dragon groaned to Lin Qiye, folded its wings around its body, the latter nodded thoughtfully, waved his hand lightly, and sent Hongyan back to the mental hospital of the gods.

"What happened?" Shen Qingzhu asked.

"Awakening her bloodline, she needs time to digest her natural power, and she will probably sleep for a while."

Shen Qingzhu nodded, and turned to look in the direction of the red-robed oracle. The flames around him had been completely engulfed by the beauty, and the temperature dropped rapidly. Although there was still a faint line of fire swimming in the air, it was already within their tolerance. within the range.

If you want to kill him, now is the best time.

The two looked at each other, and jumped down from the top of the floor at the same time. The howling wind blew past their bodies. Just when they were about to touch the ground, two branches burst out of the ground, entangled like thin ropes. Their bodies swayed in a gorgeous trajectory in the air, flying towards the red-robed oracle in the distance!

"Mumu."

"Hey!!"

Whoosh whoosh—! !

Three mounted missiles shot out from Mumu's body, passed through the long tail of flames, and flew straight to the face of the red-robed oracle!

The red-robed oracle, who had lost the high-temperature protection, tried to avoid these three attacks under the control of artificial intelligence, but the missiles fired by Mumu were at a very tricky angle, completely blocking all his ways.

boom--! !

Three blazing fireballs detonated in the air, blasting out three terrifying deep pits on the ground that had been burned to melt. The deafening explosion sound was mixed in the strong wind, roaring across the night sky.

The figure of the red-robed oracle was completely submerged by these three fireballs!

At the same time, the two people who were suspended in the air with the help of the tree demon's branches had come to the edge of the burning fire. Shen Qingzhu glanced at Lin Qiye beside him, and said seriously:

"Six seconds, is it enough?"

"enough."

Lin Qiye didn't need to ask what Shen Qingzhu was referring to. There was an absolute tacit understanding between them, so he nodded.

Shen Qingzhu raised his right hand and snapped his fingers lightly in the air!

Snapped--! !

A vacuum channel bloomed in front of the two of them, and all the flames were repelled. At the end of this vacuum channel, there was the extremely embarrassed red-robed oracle who was bombed by the missile.

At this moment, the red robe on his body has been completely burned, and most of the flesh on his body has been blown away, exposing the unknown metal structure inside, reflecting the silvery white brilliance in the firelight, if it weren't for these modified body structures , the physical body must not be able to withstand this level of attack.

The moment this vacuum channel appeared, Lin Qiye let go of the branches, and flew into this vacuum channel with the help of inertia, with his hands behind his back, he quickly pulled out the two straight knives tied to his back!

Six seconds is the longest time Shen Qingzhu can maintain [Qi Min] under the mysterious gaze.

He must kill the mechanical red-robed oracle within six seconds!

Otherwise, after this period of time has passed, the pair will ignite flames in the air again, and when the temperature rises to the point where the physical body cannot bear it again, the two of them will be completely helpless... Hongyan has fallen into a deep sleep, and it is impossible to come out to help them swallow fire once.

Chance, only once!

Murderous intent flashed in Lin Qiye's eyes, and he passed through the vacuum passage and landed in front of the red-robed oracle. Under the floral bathrobe, the two sword glows were almost at their peak!

The bloody red-robed oracle stood there, and the halo in his left eye instantly locked onto Lin Qiye. Almost at the same time, his body reacted at an astonishing speed. His bones twisted at an inconceivable angle, avoiding Lin Qiye's fatal knife was fired.

But even so, the spatula still sliced ​​off one of his arms!

The straight knife cut open the body of the red-robed oracle, and Lin Qiye could clearly feel the resistance in it. It was the touch of the blade cutting metal. If it was not in a vacuum state, there would probably be some sparks.

Lin Qiye narrowed his eyes slightly as he failed to slay the red-robed oracle with a single blow. He turned around with the help of inertia, and the straight swords in both hands flipped half a circle in the air like a butterfly, and they were held in the palms of the backhands.

At the same time, two extreme dim lights ignited in Lin Qiye's palm!

A dark night climbed above the edge of the straight knife, and following Lin Qiye's movement, he cut a cross in front of him like lightning. The night tore through the air, as if to cut off the stars in the sky. At this moment, Lin Qiye All Qiye's spiritual power poured out without any reservation!

boom--! !

Two exaggeratedly large ghost-colored cross blades cut across the body of the red-robed oracle, pierced obliquely through more than ten high-rise buildings, smashed them to collapse, and finally rushed into the sky, cutting all the thick clouds There was a long cross mark.

This is the second ability that Lin Qiye has learned from the source of the night, 【Splitting Stars】.

Different from Nyx's pure method [Split Star Art], Lin Qiye combined this ability with his own knife skills, and successfully lowered the threshold of release. Seven nights is enough.

Lin Qiye, who has the source of the night, does not need to rigidly impose the ability of the goddess of the night anymore. He has the power to transform and even create freely. When he fully grasps the source of the night, the law of becoming a god he needs, It will also be born automatically.

After cutting out the knife, Lin Qiye instantly felt that mysterious gaze move away from Shen Qingzhu's body and land on himself.

At that moment just now, the mental power he mobilized was too great. Fortunately, Shen Qingzhu's [Qi Min] distracted him for some eyes, and it lasted only for a moment, so he was not directly locked by the eyes.

Feeling the unprecedented sense of oppression, Lin Qiye could only barely maintain the posture where he finished swinging the knife, standing in place, beads of sweat oozed from his forehead, and slid down his cheeks to the ground...

This knife is still too risky.

But if he didn't use this knife, he wouldn't be sure to kill the red-robed oracle in the remaining three seconds, and the situation would only be more critical than it is now.

Fortunately, the results are good.

Lin Qiye raised his eyes, only to see that the body of the red-robed oracle had been cut into four pieces by this knife, and he fell limply on the ground. Just as he was about to breathe a sigh of relief, his pupils suddenly contracted!

Inside the body of the red-robed oracle who fell on the ground, a burst of flames suddenly exploded, completely shattering the body and submerging Lin Qiye's body!

An earth-shattering explosion surged under the night sky.

Chapter 665 Give it a try?

Amidst the billowing smoke, flickering flames swept out, and Shen Qingzhu's pupils shrank suddenly when he saw this scene!

The red-robed oracle would explode after death, which he and Lin Qiye never expected, and the explosion was too sudden, without any sign at all, even if Shen Qingzhu wanted to save Lin Qiye, he had already late.

He was about to raise his hand, but he froze in place the next moment.

In the light of the flames, a huge black blade lay like a thick wall in front of the stiff Lin Qiye, perfectly blocking all the explosion impact and flames.

【Black rope】?

The blazing fire danced in front of the knife, and the explosion directly blasted a huge deep pit on the ground, but the position where Lin Qiye was standing was not affected at all, except for a few strands of charred hair, Lin Qiye could Said to be unharmed.

Lin Qiye stood there, staring blankly at the black blade that suddenly appeared in front of him, as if thinking of something, looked up at the end of the road.

There, a middle-aged man wearing a sequined suit, with a withered red rose on his waist, and two long knives on his waist, was walking slowly towards here.

Uncle Kyosuke.

"The oracle's body has been modified. When it loses vital signs, it will automatically detonate to carry out a large-scale indiscriminate and destructive blow. Be careful in the future, Asaha." Uncle Kyosuke walked out of the thick smoke, smiling at Lin Qiye said.

After the voice fell, the [Black Rope] projection that blocked the blow for Lin Qiye gradually faded and disappeared, and Uncle Kyosuke removed his hand from the handle of the knife and inserted it back into the pocket of his trousers.

"I see……"

Lin Qiye was stunned for a moment when he saw the two long knives on Uncle Jingjie's waist, and quickly figured out the cause and effect of the incident. He looked at him with complicated eyes, "You, are you Li Heizhe?"

"It's a long-standing name." Uncle Jingsuke shrugged, "Actually, I prefer you to call me Jingsuke."

"Where's Xiao Jin?"

"He? He's here." Uncle Jingjie caressed the hilt of [Mi Tong], "Why don't you let him come out to say hello to you?"

Lin Qiye stared at the long golden blade, and then turned his eyes back to Uncle Kyosuke. Based on the known information, he quickly came up with the same guess as Amamiya Haruki...

"Fake death, forge letters, invite you into the urn, borrow a knife to kill... It's a big game." Lin Qiye said with emotion.

Uncle Kyosuke chuckled lightly.

"I didn't intend to involve you and Yurina, your appearance was an accident." Uncle Jingsuke looked at Lin Qiye with a strange expression, "The first time I saw you and Yurina together, I knew you were not her brother, because she has no brother at all...

At that time, I thought you were a villain from a certain force who took the opportunity to get close to my daughter. I originally planned to kill you on the first night, but after careful observation for a while, I found that you seemed to be really serious to her. There is no malice, and she still trusts you.

Later, I completely dispelled my doubts about you. "

"why?"

"Because you are so suitable to be a cowherd." Uncle Jingjie couldn't help feeling, "Just like when I was young, your temperament cannot be faked. A person like you cannot become a gun of any force. You will only follow your own heart and become the loneliest rose in the wind."

Lin Qiye glanced at the withered rose in Uncle Jingjie's pocket, and the corner of his mouth twitched slightly, not knowing whether Uncle Jingjie was praising him or himself.

"The lonely rose is almost withered."

"I know." Uncle Jingsuke smiled slightly, "Withering is its fate."

"To be honest, during this period of time, I was indeed deceived by your acting skills." Lin Qiye sighed, "You have always given me the feeling that you are an ordinary old cowboy who is slick and smooth. With such a deep scheming, such a big game was laid out without me being aware of it at all."

Uncle Kyosuke's expression became subtle.

"Actually..." He said hesitantly, "I didn't arrange this situation."

"what?"

"Although I'm a little smart, I'm not so smart." Uncle Jingsuke smiled helplessly, "This bureau was set up for me from the very beginning, and I'm just following his idea and perfecting the plan little by little. That's all."

"Do you have any accomplices?"

"It should be said that they are partners, each takes what he needs."

Lin Qiye looked at Uncle Jingjie with doubts flashing across his brows.

The leader behind this game is not Uncle Jingsuke?Could it be that he still couldn't see the whole picture of the situation?

"No matter what, your goal has been achieved." Lin Qiye thought for a long time, but still couldn't find any clues. He glanced at the [black rope] on the other side's waist and said.

"Are you talking about this?" Uncle Kyosuke removed the [black rope] from his waist and grinned, "This thing is indeed very important...but this thing should have been your trophy, but I gave it to you." Let’s go, and I’ll return it to you when I’m done using it.”

"Give it back to me, I may not be able to use it." Lin Qiye sighed, recalling Amamiya Haruki's description of Futsu Knife.

Uncle Jingjie chuckled, "Don't be so discouraged, out of hundreds of thousands of people, there is still a chance that one person can be the master of the sword... Come on, come on, try it out."

Uncle Jingjie casually threw the [Black Rope] to Lin Qiye, and the smile on the corner of his mouth became brighter and brighter, but this smile, no matter how you look at it, looks like an expression of waiting to see a good show.

As the owner of "King's Blood", he can use any Fujin knife at will, and seeing how others can't pull out the knife is one of his joys in life, just like teasing the silver-robed oracle Similarly, the degree of pleasure brought to him can be ranked No. 2 among all projects, second only to being the owner of a cowherd shop.

Lin Qiye took the [Black Rope], held it in his hand, looked at it carefully for a moment, and slowly held his hand on the handle of the knife...

Fujin knife...