Xiao Cheng jumped, and when Old Ou said that there was a killer hiding in this thatched house. Looking at Old Ou’s expression, it was probably not a clang of him...

Xiao Cheng glanced around and saw no one. It seemed that he and Ou Lao were the only ones in the thatched hut, but he keenly noticed that someone was approaching.

Old Ou was obviously the leader of the action. Xiao Cheng ignored the rest and rushed towards Old Ou. But at this moment, with a puff, an iron fiber pierced the Dantian position of the waist without bias, penetrated the entire waist from behind, revealing a scarlet iron tip.

Xiao Cheng's body shook and a severe pain came from his waist. The stab was too cruel and tricky. If it weren't for the clone, his cultivation would have to be destroyed. He looked back at the pain, but there was no one, and there was not even a wind.

Xiao Cheng only felt his scalp numb, and he knew he was fighting a killer, but he couldn't see the killer, just like a battle with a ghost.

When Old Ou saw that Xiao Cheng was stabbed into the Dantian without any impact, he flashed in shock in his eyes. He looked at Xiao Cheng's blood-seeking waist and abdomen in disbelief, and was secretly shocked. Could it be that this kid can't kill him? Is there no weakness?

Xiao Cheng raised his spiritual sense and felt everything around him carefully, and his mood was heavy. If this continues, even if his clone is less likely to die than his real body, he will die here today.

Of course, he could escape from this place. He already knew the general location of the entrance to the True Wu Xuan Realm, but he was unwilling to accept it. He was stabbed twice in vain. If he had died long ago and suffered such a big loss, how could he give up?

Xiao Cheng's expression moved, his eyebrows stretched out, and he came up with a solution, but he didn't know if it would work. Let's try it.

The atmosphere in the thatched hut was extremely solemn, which made people breathless. At this time, the flat ground suddenly flashed, and Xiao Cheng's true body broke out of the ground. There were two people with exactly the same appearance in the thatched hut.

Old Ou looked at the two Xiao Cheng who were exactly the same and had no difference, and his pupils shrank sharply. He immediately understood why Xiao Cheng could not die, because the person who had been stabbed twice before was just a clone.

Isn’t it possible for a strong man above the divine realm to cultivate a clone? This guy is just the cultivation level of the Nascent Soul, so how can he cultivate a clone? If one more person is born, it will not be of much help to the situation. As long as the killer cannot be found, he will be invincible.

The appearance of the true body is equivalent to putting yourself in danger. If you are stabbed on the head, you will only die.

But of course Xiao Cheng would not take risks for no reason. There was a transparent lens on his eyes. It was like a one-eyed glasses, and these glasses were of course the mirror of Tianji.

The Tianji Mirror can break the delusion. Even if it is a demon after transformation, it can use the Tianji Mirror to see what kind of demon it is. Such a powerful Tianji Mirror may break the killer's special stealth technique.

Xiao Cheng glanced around through the Tianji Mirror. As expected, he saw four black-clad masked killers swimming near, looking for a suitable opportunity to kill a fatal blow.

It is not clear what kind of strength the four people have. The spiritual sense investigation is simply ineffective on the four people, so they cannot act rashly. Xiao Cheng pretended not to find the traces of the four people. He deliberately exposed an empty door on his left shoulder.

One of the killers was close to each other and immediately grabbed the loophole. He flashed and immediately came to Xiao Cheng's side. Without any wind or omen, he rushed forward and stabbed Xiao Cheng's temple. If this stab succeeds, he will definitely kill Xiao Cheng.

Xiao Cheng's heart pounded. The killer was so fast, but he had already discovered the killer's actions and there would be no danger. The Shaoyang sword in his hand made a loud bang from one meter to three meters.

"Puff!" The three-meter-long Shaoyang Sword came first, broke through the chamber and penetrated through the killer's chest. The killer looked down at his chest in disbelief, fell to the ground, and died of anger.

Xiao Cheng felt a little relieved. It seemed that the killer's strength was just like this. He mainly relied on hiding means to kill people, and it was not as difficult as imagined. The strength of the remaining three killers must be not much different from that of this killer.

These killers lost their ability to hide and had nowhere to hide under the mirror of Tianji, so they lost their greatest support, which was not to be afraid. Seeing that their companions were killed instantly, the three killers were a little surprised, but they saw that their murderous intent was even stronger. Could it be that this person had discovered that they had not succeeded, otherwise how could they be killed with one sword?

Old Ou noticed the lens on Xiao Cheng's right eye and thought to himself, could this lens be able to see through the shadows and kill tricks?

Now that things have come to this point, Xiao Cheng didn't need to be afraid of the three people. He swung his left hand and the three-piece flying sword the size of a bullet stabbed at the three people at the same time, drawing three bright lines.

The three killers changed their expressions and moved quickly in silence. They tried to avoid the three flying swords, but found that the flying swords came too fast, and the space here was too small to avoid them. They could only wave the iron fiber to resist the flying sword.

"Puff!" Two muffled sounds, the flying swords entered the eyebrows, and the two black-clothed killers fell to the ground dejectedly, losing their invisibility. They died silently without making any screams.

"Ding!" The last killer's internal force was stirred up, and the iron fiber in his hand easily knocked the flying sword away to block the flying sword's attack.

Xiao Cheng was slightly shocked. It was definitely not easy to be able to easily block his flying sword from the front. Even if this man put aside his special ability to hide, his strength was comparable to his.

The killer looked at Xiao Cheng coldly, and Yin Wu Bingfeng's sharp eyes were like the eyes of a hungry wolf, with murderous intent everywhere. He had realized that Xiao Cheng could see through their shadow killing tricks, otherwise he would not be able to look at him.

The killer does not want to fight. As the killer, he retreats immediately without a single blow. This is the killer's purpose. Just look for opportunities and kill again. He lightly taps his toes, jumps up with a bang, breaks through the roof of the thatched hut and jumps outward.

A big hole appeared on the roof, and the sunny skylight entered, and the depressing atmosphere in the thatched house was wiped out. How could Xiao Cheng let the killer leave? If he was chased by such a killer, it would definitely be a chilling thing.

Xiao Cheng went up against the air and chased the killer with his sword. The thatched house collapsed under the powerful force of energy. Old Ou took this opportunity to fly to the other side. No one wanted to die, and he was the same, but Xiao Cheng's clone would not let Old Ou go and chase him closely.

Xiao Cheng chased the black-clad killer, who was leaping around the mountains, his light skills were magical, bright and fast, like a goshawk flying past, and his rise and fall had reached ten thousand meters away.

However, martial arts practitioners are weaker than those who are cultivators in terms of speed. Unless they reach the realm of the universe, they can fly in the air. Xiao Cheng is good at speed and catches up with the killer in a blink of an eye. The Shaoyang sword surges and turns into a ten-meter giant sword. The electric snake flows and flies.

Xiao Cheng waved his sword and slashed at the killer in black. The killer in black knew that his speed was not as fast as Xiao Cheng, so he immediately returned to defend, but instead advanced, rushed towards Xiao Cheng, and his internal force burst out. Iron Fiber faced the ten-meter giant sword. Compared with the giant sword, Iron Fiber was like a toothpick, but it absurdly blocked the giant sword and slashed it.

Old Ou, who had not escaped, looked at Xiao Cheng holding a giant sword, and his face changed. Few people remembered the true appearance of the blood-death man, because every time there was a red flame covering his face, it was hard to see it, but everyone remembered the blood-death man's giant sword.

"How could it be a blood-killer!" Old Ou swallowed a mouthful of saliva and felt cold all over his body. He never expected that his opponent was a blood-killer man. The blood-killer man was famous all over the world. Everyone who heard it was frightened, and he was the same.

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Chapter completed!