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Chapter 1952 Soul

When 6 Qingyan used such a strange and unpredictable method, Wang Le's murderous intent reached its extreme.

Since entering the martial arts world, Wang Le has never wanted to kill anyone so much.

Today, 6 Qingyan has done this. From a certain aspect, it should be an honor for 6 Qingyan.

Then Wang Le, who was invisible, glanced at the nine strange babies' heads not far away, and had no intention of taking the opportunity to destroy them.

Because this strange existence is so evil, it gives Wang Le a very ominous feeling, God knows what serious consequences will occur after contact.

So Wang Le’s first idea was to avoid it.

"It's not a solution to continue like this. Capture the king first!" Wang Le said in his heart, and his eyes couldn't help but turn to 6 Qingyan.

At this time, 6 Qingyan became panicked because of the failure of his method again. He then danced the evil flag in his hand again, intending to recall nine babies' heads that were still spinning in the air.

Seeing this, Wang Le's eyes flashed with a shiny light and decided to rush to Liu Qingyan to kill the nine babies before they were taken back. Otherwise, the fight would not be over until it would end.

And this is obviously not what Wang Le wants.

Then Wang Le turned around and rushed from a high altitude to 6 Qingyan below, swearing to kill 6 Qingyan before the nine babies' heads!

At this moment, although 6 Qingyan was still dancing the evil flag in his hand, rolling up an extremely gloomy whistling wind in all directions, it could no longer affect Wang Le's mind.

In the blink of an eye, the invisible Wang Le came to the back of Liu Qingyan with a lightning speed. Then Du quickly poked out his hands, turned his palms into claws, and quietly grabbed Liu Qingyan's wrists.

In the flash of lightning, 6 Qingyan never expected that Wang Le would come to the front of him, and the speed was so fast that he caught him off guard and was directly caught by Wang Le, holding his hands tightly holding the evil flag.

"Crack, click, click, click, click, click, click, click, click, click, click, click, click, click, click, click, click, click, click, click, click, click, click, click, click, click, click, click, click, click, click, click, click, click, click, click, click, click, click, click, click, click, click, click, click, click, click, click, click, click, click, click, click, click, click, click, click, click, click, click, click, click,

At this moment, a dense sound of bone shattering sounded, and 6 Qingyan's screams instantly cut through the long night and echoed between the sky.

Then he saw the evil flag that 6 Qingyan held tightly in his hand falling directly to the ground.

At this time, Wang Le, who grabbed 6 Qingyan's hands and crushed him, kicked him out again, kicking him in the vital position of the opponent's lower body with great ruthlessness.

"Ah!" 6 Qingyan let out a shrill scream like a pig slaughtering again.

At this moment, 6 Qingyan, who was screaming, fought to the death, and the flying sword of the natal magic weapon flew out of his mouth and shot directly at Wang Le invisible in front of him.

In the flash of lightning, Wang Lexun, who was prepared, released 6 Qingyan's crushed hands and then went to the side. The other party's natal magic weapon flying sword directly rubbed the surface of the Vajra Glass cover.

After Wang Le avoided the decisive kill of 6 Qingyan, he quickly chased after him.

At this time, the seriously injured 6 Qingyan was chasing him towards the evil flag that fell from the ground, and at the same time, he did not forget to control the flying sword of the natal magic weapon to fly to him to make defense.

Wang Le sneered, chased Xiang Xiang 6 Qingyan while his heart moved, and took out the best magic weapon from the magic eye space to Zhenshanhe Dai and put it in his hand.

As soon as he put on the boxing to Zhenshan River, Wang Le happened to feel that 6 Qingyan was near, and then he could circulate without hesitation that the innate power gathered on the Quanzhen Mountain River. The moment when the golden light burst out, it directly hit the flying sword of 6 Qingyan's natal magic weapon.

Amid the harsh metal brittle sound of "clang", 6 Qingyan's natal magic weapon flying sword made a mournful sound, and the sword body was covered with cracks, looking like it was about to break at any time.

"Puff!" Liu Qingyan, who was connected to the mind of the natal magic weapon Flying Sword, sprayed out blood again and sprinkled into the sky.

Taking advantage of his illness and killing Wang Le, who is extremely experienced, would certainly not miss such an opportunity. He punched him again and hit the temples on the side of his brain.

He is worthy of being at the mid-stage level with Cao Kequn, but his strength is even higher. When Quan Zhenshanhe was only three inches away from the brain temple, his whole body squatted down, causing Quan Zhenshanhe to rub against his scalp, bringing a bloody color.

Wang Le, who had no time to close his fist, kicked Liu Qingyan's vital point without hesitation, and at the same time, he retracted the fallen punch, and then turned the fist into a palm that followed him and slapped Liu Qingyan's sky spirit cover.

At the critical moment, 6 Qingyan, who was at the critical moment of life and death, had no time to think so much. He could only rely on his years of experience and intuition to fight the enemy, and he could barely avoid the kick Wang Le kicked.

Just as 6 Qingyan avoided this kick, the old power was old and the new power had not yet emerged, Wang Le followed the palm he swung out and slapped 6 Qingyan's sky cover.

"Bang! Crack..."

As the crackling sound of the flesh and bones shattered, half of 6 Qingyan's head was sunk, and red and white things inside splattered out. The invisible Wang Le flew backward without hesitation to avoid the blood.

Then he saw that Liu Qingyan, who had only vented but not vented, had his eyes wide open and fell to the ground with the evil flag.

And the nine extremely strange baby heads disintegrated and exploded and dissipated between heaven and earth at the moment when 6 Qingyan was killed.

At this time, Wang Le, who finally showed up, clearly felt that the nine babies' heads were disintegrating and bursting, and thoughts of joy and relief were transmitted into his mind.

"Uh! What's going on?" Wang Le thought to himself in confusion.

Obviously, Wang Le has never seen these evil methods used by 6 Qingyan tonight. It is a complete eye-opener and has a higher understanding of the martial arts world.

"Is there really a soul in this world?" Wang Le thought to himself in amazement.

But soon, Wang Le threw these messy thoughts out of his mind, too lazy to waste his brain cells.

Because he clearly understood that his current level was not capable at all, and he was not qualified to understand these mysterious and mysterious things.

Immediately, Wang Le put away the fist he wore on his hand and then fell from high altitude to the ground, and walked to Liu Qingyan, who had fallen to the point of his body without any bones.

After confirming that 6 Qingyan was dead and could not die again, Wang Le's eyes fell on the scarlet evil flag next to him.

After a minute or two, Wang Le left the place and found some dry firewood from nearby, threw it on 6 Qingyan's body and the evil flag, and then took out the remaining gasoline from the space of the Dharma Eye and poured it on it.

After lit a snatch of the Nine Five Lords who hadn't smoked for some days, Wang Le stood in front of the corpse and took a few sips, throwing the remaining half of the cigarette on the corpse with gasoline.

Then 6 Qingyan's body and dry firewood were all burned, but the evil flag was still lying intact in the fire.

"Then it depends on who is destined to be with you!"
Chapter completed!
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