Chapter 125: The Secret Camp Master

Maybe Xia Haoran and Yang Long really wanted to open Qi Tian’s eyes, so after Qi Tian finished speaking, they pulled out the sword on their waists at the same time.

"Since Mr. Qi doesn't plan to take action today, let's leave it to us!" Xia Haoran smiled slightly and rushed down with Yang Long.

"Swoosh!" The two figures shot straight down, their speed was no less than Qi Tian, ​​and there was a powerful airflow around their bodies.

"Master, the real master of Tianlang Continent is worthy of being Xia Feng's son." Qi Tian exclaimed sincerely. Xia Haoran and Yang Long not only exuded strong internal energy in their bodies, but also judging from their bodies, they all have a unique skill. Maybe this is the skill passed down by their family?

Xia Haoran and Yang Long, who rushed into the group of blood soldiers, seemed to deliberately show their kung fu. Xia Haoran's special feature was his blade. When his first knife was swung, more than a dozen soldiers fell down, and they were all divided into two in one stroke. It seemed that he had applied his internal strength to the blade and killed the lowest-level soldiers with the airflow generated by the blade.

What makes Yang Long special is that his sword technique is not as domineering and powerful as Xia Haoran, his sword technique is both fast and accurate, and he is also quite ruthless. Every time he swings a knife, he will hit the vital point, killing people, and never add a second sword.

The two of them killed more than a hundred people in almost the blink of an eye, and they had no intention of retracting their swords. As for the groups of soldiers, all of them were frightened by the two evil gods who fell from the sky. After a round of killing, none of the soldiers dared to approach Xia Haoran and Yang Long. For a moment, a special atmosphere was formed in the entire prefectural court. It seemed that the fierce blood soldiers had received some instructions, and they were all retreating continuously.

"Oh?" Qi Tian, ​​who was standing in the sky at night, suddenly had his eyes, because he found several masters with great energy fluctuations among the soldiers. "It seems that there is a good show."

Xia Haoran and Yang Long did not find the masters hidden among the soldiers, but continued to carry out their unilateral massacre. However, just as Xia Haoran swung another air knife, a very strong airflow suddenly collided with it. The energy fluctuations generated after the airflow collided, and the soldiers close to them all overturned to the ground, but they were not dead.

"Get all back, let us leave it here!" A very hoarse voice appeared among the soldiers. As soon as the hoarse voice fell, four mysterious people wearing black masks and red robes jumped out of the soldiers' group.

"Hiss!~" Xia Haoran and Yang Long took a breath. How could Wolongge, as the largest spy network in the country, not know what roles the four people in front of them were?

"Secret Camp Master!" Xia Haoran asked. Although the voice was not loud, Qi Tian could still hear it clearly. It seemed that Xia Haoran was giving Qi Tian a signal.

"Well, there are not many people who know that we are in the secret camp. It seems that you are from the Fuxing Army, but your approach seems a bit stupid." The hoarse voice said, but he did not hold any weapons in his hands, and the other three were all naked.

"Since all the people in the secret camp have taken action, let's stop here today!" After Xia Haoran, who was scheming, said sneered, he actually pulled Yang Long directly from the spot and flew towards Qi Tian, ​​completely like running for life.

"Are the secret camp masters really that powerful?" Qi Tian looked at Yang Long, who was flying back incomprehensible.

"Young Master Qi, go quickly. They are experts of secret camps in the blood clan." Before Qi Tian could ask, Xia Haoran pulled Qi Tian to fly quickly to the distance. The four masters of secret camps did not seem to have planned to let Xia Haoran and the others go, and they all came and chased after him.

"What, are the secret camp masters that scary?" Qi Tian asked while flying.

"Well, the secret camp masters are the personal guards of the Blood God King. In addition to the blood clan's priests, they are the most powerful organization in the entire blood clan. They enjoy aristocratic treatment in the entire blood clan. Back then, my father died under the joint attack of the secret camp masters and the worshipers!" Although Xia Haoran said this, he still slowed down and deliberately or unintentionally let the secret camp masters chase after them.

"Hmph, there are not people who can escape from our secret camp's hands yet!" The hoarse voice appeared again, and the four of them actually ran in front of Qi Tian and the others, and a strange weapon appeared in their hands.

Why is it called a weird weapon? Because the weapons they are holding are golden, a bit like a sharp blade like a straw hat, and there is a hole in the middle of the straw hat. When Qi Tian Dingqing saw that weapon clearly, she suddenly remembered a word "blood drop!". Yes, it is a blood drop, the weapon that is held on a human head, and then with a slight knife, the human head will be cut off.

"Damn, how could they have such a weapon?" Qi Tian cursed to himself.

"Damn? Why are you relying on Mr. Qi?" Of course, Yang Long and Xia Haoran couldn't understand the language on Earth, so they looked at Qi Tian in question. What does this "dar" mean?

"Uh... it's nothing, let's kill these four monsters before talking about it!" Qi Tian was so amused that he didn't know how to explain it. Can he tell them that "dumb" means "Sun"? Of course not. Even if he told them that it was "Sun", they wouldn't understand, right?

"Hmph, it turns out that you are the thief named Qi. It seems that today is your death!" After the hoarse voice, the blood droplets in their four hands actually rotated at the same time, making a buzzing sound.

"Haha, I haven't taken a few little secret camp masters seriously yet!" Qi Tian laughed and pulled out the Yan Xiang sword hanging from his waist.

"Young Master Qi, don't underestimate the enemy, be careful!" Xia Haoran and Yang Long nodded at the same time and attacked the two masters respectively. The other two masters all attacked Qi Tian. It seemed that Xia Haoran and Yang Long were interested in letting Qi Tian deal with two of them alone.

"Come on your life!" The two secret camp masters shouted at the same time, and quickly flew out the blood droplets in their hands, and were spinning in a trajectory.

When Qi Tian saw two straw hat blood droplets spinning towards him, he was supposed to use the Yanxiang knife to knock the two blood droplets away, but when his knife touched the blood droplet, he suddenly made a crisp sound, "Ding!", Qi Tian's Yanxiang knife was actually crushed by the blood droplets, and the steel-like blades scattered all over the ground. Moreover, the two blood droplets did not slow down and continued to buckle Qi Tian's head.

"Damn it, what a sharp weapon!" Qi Tian cursed inwardly, his body fell back at the same time, quickly avoiding the fatal blow of the two blood droplets.

"Young Master Qi, their weapons are made of special materials, and ordinary blades will be broken when they hit them." Xia Haoran said as he fought against a secret camp master, but his sword was not shattered. It seemed that his sword was not an ordinary blade.

Since he was entangled by two blood droplets spinning in the sky, Qi Tian could not attack the two secret camp masters in close proximity, while the two secret camp masters kept urging their internal force to activate the blood droplets to attack Qi Tian, ​​and their actions were extremely sinister and cruel.

Qi Tian was so angry that he couldn't fight the two secret camp masters close to him. At the same time, he quickly calculated how to kill these two secret camp masters. The murderous aura of the sky? Qi Tian shook his head. He didn't want Xia Haoran's Yang Long to know this unique killing technique. After all, this murderous aura of the sky was his last trump card and could not be easily revealed. Moreover, Xia Haoran and Yang Long obviously paid attention to their every move. It seemed that they wanted to know what kind of kung fu Qi Tian had.

So what method can I kill them?

"The power of thought?" Yes, the power of thought, isn't this blood droplet flying in the sky by them? Since it is larger than their internal energy, why not try to use the power of mind to control these two blood droplets? When Qi Tian thought of this, he suddenly felt a grim smile on his lips, and quickly used his mind to control the two blood droplets still hovering in the sky!

"###Damn it, do you think you can deal with me with these two broken chamber pots?"

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Chapter completed!