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Chapter 80: Do all black bloods deserve to die? (Please recommend)

Chen Fan wanted to stop it, but it was too late.

After the transformation, the other party's speed became extremely fast. In just a few steps, the woman named A Ling was less than two meters in front of Hu Qi.

At this moment, her eyes flashed with a greedy and bloodthirsty red light, revealing her saw-like teeth that almost reached her ears.

Seeing this, Hu Qi remained calm.

He tilted his body slightly and raised his right hand slightly.

A flash of knife light flashed in the night, accompanied by a shrill scream.

Blood spurted out.

A Ling's figure quickly retreated, barely avoiding the knife light that was coming again.

At this moment, one of her hands had been cut off, with bones and flesh exposed, looking extremely terrifying in the night.

"A Ling!"

Seeing this scene, Chen Fan wanted to rush forward.

But he was blocked by a figure, it was Xie Fei.

"Your opponent is me."

He adjusted his glasses and wore two pairs of dark gold gloves that looked like they were made of silk.

"Who are you? Why do you want to hurt us?"

Chen Fan was breathing heavily, his eyes flashed red, and his face became somewhat ferocious.

In this regard.

Xie Fei ignored it completely.

His qi and blood circulated throughout his body and he stomped his feet hard on the ground. Under the powerful reaction force, his figure instantly appeared in front of the man. When he raised his hand, the muscles in his arm bulged.

He threw a punch with strong force towards the man's face.

"Ah, you made me do it!"

A ferocious look flashed across Chen Fan's face, as if he felt the threat of death.

His body swelled up quickly as if it were inflated, and turned into a two-meter-tall monster with pale skin, and his arms covered with sharp claws suddenly stretched out.

The sharp claws collided with the gloves, making a dull loud noise and splashing a few sparks.

……

aside.

Hu Qi looked at ease when facing A Ling.

The blood slave in front of him, apart from having a physique far superior to that of an ordinary person due to his black blood species, has almost zero experience in combat.

If he faced an ordinary person, with his strength, killing him would be a piece of cake.

But unfortunately, she was facing Hu Qi.

Hu Qi is not only a secret martial artist who has achieved the third level of Qi and blood transformation, but he also possesses nearly ten complete fighting techniques.

Facing the opponent's attack, Hu Qi easily avoided it by just shaking his body.

At the same time, he swung the sword in his hand, leaving several deep wounds on the opponent's body that were visible to the bone.

The continuous loss of blood made A Ling's expression more and more violent.

However, Hu Qi frowned slightly.

"Weak, too weak. How can you be so weak as to survive in this world?"

This guy was too weak to bring him any sense of danger, let alone make him realize any murderous intent.

Thinking of this, the knife in his hand became faster and more powerful.

Although he has not yet mastered the art of using the Demon Slayer Sword, with his powerful physique that has undergone the three transformations of Qi and blood, the force with which he swings the sword is enough to cut an adult in half.

The knife flashed and blood spurted.

Hu Qi clearly had several opportunities to kill his opponent, but each time he only cut a cut on his opponent with his knife.

A Ling's claws, as sharp as a blade, grabbed Hu Qi, but because of Yun Tie's body, only a few faint scratches were left.

Apart from causing Hu Qi a slight tingling sensation, it couldn't even break his membrane.

"Pfft" sound.

Blood spurts,
A Ling's body was covered with wounds of various sizes, like a torn sack, looking extremely miserable.

As a large amount of blood flowed out, she could no longer hold on and fell directly to the ground.

Looking at Hu Qi holding the blood-stained long knife, the ferocious look on her face disappeared, and she returned to her normal appearance.

The voice began to beg for mercy weakly.

"Ah... please... don't kill me... I..."

Before she finished her words, a flash of knife light appeared, tearing through the night.

puff!
Red and white things sprayed out.

A Ling's begging for mercy came to an abrupt end.

Looking closely, I saw that half of the head, which originally had cute twin ponytails, was missing.

The remaining half of the head drooped down, presenting an extremely distorted and terrifying posture.

Blood gushed out from the wound like a fountain, staining the broken face and the surrounding land red.

That half of the face was twitching in extreme pain, and the muscles were twisted and deformed.

The only remaining eye was still wide open, bloodshot and fear-filled, staring at the knife-wielding figure in front of him.

Then, consciousness fell into eternal darkness.

Bang!
The body fell to the ground and there was no movement.

Hu Qi looked around.

A silence.

As one was chasing and the other was fleeing, they had already distanced themselves from Xie Fei.

There were only the dead gray tombstones standing around.

He took a look at the corpse that was still oozing dark red blood.

Hu Qi took out an object similar to a bottle from his pocket, opened the lid, and actually squatted down to collect the blood from the wound of the female corpse.

The bottle is not big and fills up quickly.

Hu Qi stood up and walked forward following the noise coming from afar.

Not long after.

He came to the place where he had first encountered the two blood slaves.

By the time he got here, the noise had stopped and the battle was over.

as predicted.

Xie Fei easily dealt with the opponent.

Generally speaking, if you encounter a black-blood species, you will kill it immediately.

As for why they didn't force out the black-blooded person behind the scenes, it was impossible to find out thanks to the black-blooded people's absolute control over the transformed blood slaves.

However, what surprised Hu Qi was that Xie Fei did not kill the other person.

At this moment, Chen Fan was lying on the ground with his limbs spread out, his arms twisted irregularly.

Xie Fei stood aside with a gloomy expression.

As if he heard some noise, he turned around.

Seeing Hu Qi coming with a bloody long knife, he couldn't help but ask.

"Did he run away? But that's normal. At least he was caught..."

"Killed by me."

Hu Qi interrupted the other party directly.

He looked at the man kneeling on the ground.

"What are you keeping him for?"

However, after hearing Hu Qi's question, Xie Fei did not answer immediately, but asked with a complicated expression.

"Hu Qi, tell me, do all the black-blooded people in the world deserve to die?"

"Are you mentally ill? They shouldn't die, so do we deserve to die?"

Hu Qi had a strange look on his face, and he looked at Xie Fei as if he was looking at a fool.

He thought the other person was a smart person, but he didn't expect him to ask such a stupid question.

"But, but they didn't attack any living people. They just ate some corpses. They did this just to survive."

Xie Fei's expression froze, and then he felt a little confused, as if he had been fooled.

"Why? We never eat living people, we always eat corpses. We just want to survive, why do you have to kill us all?"

Suddenly, a suppressed roar sounded.

Chen Fan was kneeling on the ground, but at this moment he raised his head with two lines of blood and tears on his face.

His face looked ferocious, and he exuded a strong sense of danger.

Seeing this scene, Xie Fei on the side seemed to have thought of something and his face changed drastically.

(End of this chapter)