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C1943 Dead

Dead.

"Kang Shengtian wants to challenge you!"

Huang Zheng giggled and shouted beside his ear.

"Oh, let's challenge him then."

Saint walked out lazily.

Kang Shengtian was delighted to see Saint like this.

If he fought with a confused dragon, wouldn't he have a great chance of escaping?

"This Brother Dragon is called Saint, right?"

Kang Shengtian cupped his fists.

"Oh, it's me. Kang Master, make your move. I was sleeping in a daze. I was too lazy to make my move. "

Saint yawned and said.

"Then I won't be polite. Watch my move!"

Kang Shengtian circulated his Divine Power, and his entire body turned blood-red.

As he spoke, he used the Blood Light Combat Technique. His figure flashed, and he instantly appeared behind Saint.

"Blood Palm!"

With a puff, he slashed at Saint's Neck.

This was a move that alternated between real and fake.

If Saint dodged, he would become a real move. If Saint could not dodge, then he would become a fake move.

He did not want to win, nor did he want to lose. He only wanted to run.

Because he knew that even if he won, Zhang Xing wouldn't let him go.

Therefore, he planned to fight Saint. It would be best if they fought until the sky went up.

That way, he would have a chance to escape.

Idealism was full, but reality was bone!

Saint did not dodge, nor did he take it head-on.

Instead, he held it in his mouth with a backhand!

Pah!

Kang Shengtian's blood palm was caught by him.

Hehe!

Saint grinned.

My boss has used this skill before, and I have succeeded as well.

Kang Sheng's expression changed. This Saint's reaction speed was too fast.

He struggled with all his might, and his expression changed once more!

Saint's hand seemed to be connected to his wrist, and he couldn't break free from it.

"Boss told you to hand over the treasure, so you just listen to him obediently.

It's useless to play these little tricks with us.

You can't beat any of the brothers here. "

Saint still said lazily.

However, as he spoke, he clenched his fist.

Crack! Crack!

The sound of bones breaking rang out at the same time.

Hiss!

Kang Shengtian's wrist was crushed. He couldn't help but suck in a breath of cold air.

"Break!"

Gritting his teeth, with a bang, a rain of blood burst out from his wrist.

The self-destruction of his wrist got rid of Saint's control.

"Eh? He's quite decisive!"

Saint looked at the blood fog in his hand, and a look of surprise appeared in his eyes.

"Blood Escape!"

Kang Sheng knew that he couldn't delay any longer.

He immediately used the Blood Escape Technique. His entire body exploded, and countless drops of blood shot out in all directions.

As long as a single drop of blood flew out, he would have a chance of survival.

Such a strange and cruel cultivation technique, even if friar couldn't cultivate it, he wouldn't be able to deal with it.

Unfortunately, he met Saint!

"You want to run away after the first exchange?"

Saint scratched his head as he spoke. He looked a little honest and honest.

"I wonder if my innate ability of fear can deal with you?"

Buzz!

An invisible ripple spread out from Saint's brain.

In an instant, it surpassed the countless drops of blood that Kang Shengtian had exploded with.

Every drop of blood contained a weak divine soul of Kang Shengtian.

As long as there was enough blood, this drop of blood would have the energy to revive his entire divine soul.1

The more drops of blood he could escape from, the shorter the time he could recover.

He didn't think that Saint's innate ability was to control the divine soul.

When the ripple of fear completely enveloped his divine soul, kang Shengtian felt miserable.

The drop of blood that was originally struggling to escape suddenly became confused.

That's right, it was instantly confused.

His divine soul was not as powerful as the holy dragon to begin with, let alone being split into countless parts.

Pop! Pop! Pop!

These weak divine souls of his couldn't withstand Saint's control at all.

When the ripples of fear spread out, all the drops of blood in the sky turned into blood fog.

Clang!

A Storage Ring fell to the ground.

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