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"What a pity? How could it be a pity, didn't you show up here." Qingye smiled and looked at the man in black robes on the opposite side.

"Do you... treat me as a prey?" The black robe looked at the boy opposite with a very reversal smile.

"Hehe, before again, I especially want to hear from you your purpose, why you are attacking these shrines and temples, what purpose does it have, and what does it have to do with the sacrifice you just mentioned." Aoba asked in a deep voice.

"If you voluntarily act as sacrifices, maybe I will tell you." The black robe man was not angry, but looked at each other with a mocking expression. In his opinion, the two men have become fish on the chopping board. Cut it anytime you want.

"Nemuf, is he that person?" Aoba didn't care. He knew that he was only asking for nothing, so he looked at Nimuf beside him and made a questioning expression.

"He is not the person who appeared in the main hall, but what is certain is that this person carries this source of interference." After Nimf noticed the master's eyes, he shook his head first, and then nodded helplessly.

"Since this is the case, there is nothing to do, only less..." Aoba nodded, although he was curious if the person in the day was the same as he thought, he cared more about Nim. What is the source of interference that Fu said?

"Hey, did you listen to me? Could it be that you look down on me?" The neglect of the two made the black-robed man's anger burn directly above his head.

"Isn't this obvious?" Qingye glanced at the black robe man with disdain.

"He...hehe, seeing the identity of the sacrifice is not suitable for you, just... just kill it." The black robe man suddenly raised his head and waved his hand. Throwing a dark light, it shot towards Aoba.

Aoba looked at the black air current flying towards him. It looked like an arrow. He was still waiting for him. After sensing the faint fluctuation, he sighed helplessly and waved it lightly. Start.

"Snapped!"

With a soft sound, the black arrow was shattered by Aoba's blow, turned into a little bit of starlight, and disappeared before everyone's eyes.

"..." The black-robed man kept waving his hands, looking at the scene in front of him in disbelief, always wondering if something went wrong.

Qingye looked at the man in black robes opposite, and just threatened him for a long time, but this was the end?

The air became quiet for a moment.

The black-robed man hesitated to look at the two opposite people. After a while, the black robes all over his body began to surge, and a white arm stretched out from it. The surface was hideous and covered with many strange-shaped sarcomas, which was creepy.

I saw that his palm was slightly lifted upwards, and a huge energy group gathered in his palm again, and it was shining with a light that was darker than the night.

"Hey, it's a bit interesting this time." The power fluctuations from the opposite side caught Aoba's attention. He looked at the energy group in the opponent's hand with curiosity. Its quality had obviously surpassed that of Miyano's demon fox. Now, it seems that the black-robed man, or the organization the black-robed man is in, is really not an ordinary transcendent.

"This time, let's see how you die." Seeing the curse in his hand gradually took shape, the black-robed man only saw him push it in front of him, and instantly eight chain-like energy arrows shot out from it, enveloping it with strong black smoke. It was like a chain of souls shot from the dark hell, covering the entire space, making Aoba inevitable and inevitable.

"Haha, Shiori!" Aoba didn't worry, and shook the bracelet lightly, and then Demon Blade Village Masaru appeared in his hand.

Aoba looked at the demon sword he was holding, as if it was the first time he had used it. The last time he was in the house of the nine ghosts was also the boy Kei Anzu from their ancestors.

After all, at that time, Shiori had not been activated, and he was worried that the evil spirit of the demon sword would hurt the innocent, so he never had the opportunity to use it, and after he activated Shiori, he had no chance to use it. The powerful demon power was liberated. Most people simply cannot withstand the blow of the demon sword.

But the black-robed man in front of him is a good target...a target that you don't need to care about even if you die!

"Huh!"

"Ding Ding Ding..."

After Aoba pulled out the demon sword, he slashed out a blow. At the same time, eight soft sounds, the eight chain arrows issued by the black-robed man just hit all the demon sword and confronted each other.

"What?" The black-robed man looked at the other person in disbelief, his power was actually blocked by him, how could this be possible, even if his current power is low, it is not something ordinary transcendents can contend, you know... ......

The black-robed man was shocked and did not dare to think about it anymore. He shook his head and suppressed the thoughts in his head. Then his eyes narrowed slightly, and he looked at the strange katana in the opponent's hand. Where did it come from? Take it out, has it been hidden behind him just now?

The black-robed man looked at the samurai sword in the opponent's hand suspiciously. How many people could this sword kill with such a huge **** evil spirit!

For an instant, he even felt that the other party was even more evil than him.

Is that... the demon sword?

The black-robed man in his doubts instantly increased his strength, and the black energy exuding weird power fluctuations became more dazzling. At the same time, the eight chains hit by the spell seemed to have been supplemented, and its momentum instantly skyrocketed. Several times.

The black arrows that originally seemed to be only **** wide also instantly turned into sturdy siege hammers.

The unobserved Qingye was knocked out in an instant, and the strong wind pressure blew everything around it clean. Even a few stone lamps that fell on the ground were swept more than a dozen meters away.

"Hehe, boy, now you finally know what the difference in power is, although you can't speak anymore!" The black-robed man looked at the smoke-filled ruins in the distance, and there was no more sound. He took back the white one. Arm, what was revealed in the words was full of mockery.

However, the panting in his voice still showed his fatigue. It seems that the burden of the spell just now is not as easy as it seems on the surface.

"Then it will be you next." The black-robed man took a breath, then looked at the blond girl who was always standing there with unkind eyes. Is it a fool?

Although he is very beautiful, he has killed the man after all, and the dead cannot be used as a sacrifice, so he must take this girl back alive, otherwise he will not be able to complete the boss's task, and he will not be well.

Of course, if you resist, there is no problem even if you break your limbs.

Nimf looked at the black-robed man quietly, without any movement, but the anger in his eyes did not hide anything, staring at the other party firmly, if it were not for the master's order, she had completely wiped out the black-robed man.

"Hehe, why are you glaring at me so glaringly? Obviously you have killed your little boyfriend mercifully and didn't let him suffer any kind of torture, but if you are not obedient, you may not be as lucky as him. Then you will know how happy it is to die in such a simple way, so come here!" The man in the black robe smiled and stretched out his hand to her, his face was full of charity.

Nimf looked at the black-robed man like a dead person, and the light in her eyes flickered slightly. She wanted to directly press him to death here.

However, don't want her to act.

Nimf turned to look at the location where the master had just flew away, and a figure slowly stood up.

"Hehe, you are so confident that you have killed me? Is it too simple!" The appearance of a voice instantly solidified the expression of the black-robed man.

Aoba stood up slowly~www.wuxiaspot.com~ gently patted the dust on her body.

He looked at Nimf not far away, feeling a little embarrassed, it was really too big.

Just now, except for using some of his own spiritual power when swinging the demon sword, Qingye didn't use any other skills, and as a result, he was shot out if he was not careful.

It's really shameful.

"What? How could it be, why are you still alive!" The black-robed man looked at the young man walking towards him from a distance in disbelief, except that his clothes were a little embarrassed, there was no sign of injury.

How is this possible, that is already all his strength, who is this guy?

The black-robed man took two steps back subconsciously, and the situation seemed to exceed his imagination.

"What's the matter? I was so enjoyable just now, shouldn't it be me now!" Qingye smiled grimly at the black-robed man and approached him step by step.

"..." The black robe man suddenly panicked.