This dagger is the Xuanyuan Sword. Ye Qingchen can freely control its size and turn it into a dagger during a sneak attack. It is much easier to use than the original sword with a length of more than one meter. It is flexible and dangerous.
To win, this was Ye Qingchen's plan just now.
Dong He screamed, and the hand holding the black samurai sword involuntarily relaxed.
Ye Qingchen seized this fleeting opportunity, and stood up suddenly with the black katana in his body. At the same time, he put one hand on the long black handle of the katana, and at the same time shouted in his mouth, and the wound on his shoulder
The unknown golden liquid gushed out like a fountain, dyeing Ye Qingchen's arm and samurai sword a dazzling golden color.
Then, Ye Qingchen endured the severe pain of the wound, turned around suddenly, leaned back with the black samurai sword as fast as possible, and stabbed the blade exposed behind the shoulder accurately.
Donghe's chest.
He learned this move of "destroying everything" from martial arts movies, but his injuries were much lighter than that of the decent character in the martial arts movies. After all, this was a strike that he had planned long ago. Dong He's samurai sword pierced him.
When he was injured, he had already planned this step, exchanging his own minor injury for Dong He's life. Although it was completely different from his original idea of killing Dong He unscathed, at least the final result was the same.
The only thing to blame is Dong He's strength far beyond his imagination, leaving him with no better choice. Now it seems that the ninja who can kill more than a dozen members of the National Security Agency with one person must be Dong He.
River.
"ah……"
A shrill scream came from Dong He's mouth. Ye Qingchen held the handle of the katana tightly, and his body was connected together by the black samurai sword. A golden liquid was filled with poison.
Under the joint stimulation of the internal power of fire, Ye Qingchen's wounds continued to flow out, and then flowed into Dong He's body along the katana sword.
The pain caused by this strange golden liquid was unbearable to Dong He. He kept twisting his body while screaming, but the strange sticky power of the samurai sword made it difficult to distinguish between friend and foe, and stuck him tightly in it.
I couldn't break free from above.
There was a heart-breaking pain from the wound on Ye Qingchen's shoulder, but it was not unbearable. To him, it was just a skin injury. You must know that when Shennong Purgatory fought against Lu Bu, he was often beaten.
The most important thing about this blow that was more than ten times severe was that the golden liquid could ensure that Katana could not continue to expand the wound. No matter how Dong He struggled behind him, Katana, Ye Qingchen and him could not
Not separated at all.
"This...what exactly is this..."
Dong He screamed, and he used all his strength to fly into the air. The strength of the sixth gear was enough for him to fly for a short time, but Ye Qingchen didn't expect that he would still be in the mood to fly at this time, and he was stunned.
In a short time, he was led by Dong He and flew into the air. At this time, Dong He's appearance began to become distorted. His body seemed to be melting, and dark red liquid was dripping downwards. At the same time, his hands
He kept scratching at his body, tearing off a piece of flesh and blood every time.
Fortunately, Ye Qingchen's back was turned to him and he couldn't see such a bloody scene. It wasn't until the flesh and blood on Dong He's face was almost torn clean and the muscles on his body were almost melted that Ye Qingchen felt that
The power that drove him to fly began to weaken, and Dong He behind him only had a low and painful hiss in his throat.
Ye Qingchen felt that Dong He's remaining internal power began to dissipate. The life breath had become extremely weak, and the rising speed also slowed down. After a while, the power completely disappeared, and Ye Qingchen seemed to be dragging a bloody gourd.
His body fell from mid-air, and with him fell the katana on his shoulder and a bloody skeleton behind him.
Ye Qingchen smiled at Takahashi Xiangling who was running over. Just when he was about to grit his teeth and pull out the katana, he found that his hand was suddenly empty, and the black handle turned into a black mist and disappeared in the blink of an eye.
Then came the entire blade of the katana. When Takahashi Karin threw herself into his arms, the katana had completely disappeared.
Dong He's almost skeletal body fell to the ground without any support, and fell apart with a "crash". The enemy who made Ye Qingchen feel like he had experienced a nightmare finally died at his feet.
Ye Qingchen endured the pain and helped Takahashi Xiangling up, and said with a smile: "I said I will be fine..."
Takahashi Xiangling curled her lips, showing an aggrieved look, and said: "Do you know how worried they were about you just now? You still dare to do this, if... if..."
Before she finished speaking, Ye Qingchen raised his finger and pressed it on her lips. Originally, he planned to use his lips instead of his fingers, but now he was covered in snake blood and human blood, and he looked like he had run out of hell.
Damn it, how dare he kiss Fang Ze like this? Even if he didn't feel sick, Takahashi Xiang Ling would probably vomit it out on the spot.
Looking at Ye Qingchen's wound, Takahashi Xiangling wiped the tears from the corner of her eyes, with a sad look in her eyes, and said angrily: "Why are you still standing there, why don't you go back with me to see a doctor?"
Ye Qingchen chuckled and nodded in agreement. In fact, when he hugged Takahashi Xiangling, Ye Qingchen did not relax at all. The woods not far away kept giving him a feeling of thorns on his back. Fortunately, here
After a while, no one came out, so Ye Qingchen's previous worries were unnecessary. Koga Tsuyoshi was not here.
After secretly heaving a sigh of relief, Ye Qingchen touched the wound on his shoulder. It would be more accurate to say it was on the shoulder, rather than on the chest. This is why Dong He just thought that Ye Qingchen was bound to die.
From the angle he just looked at, the black samurai sword had indeed pierced Ye Qingchen's heart, but in fact it was only a few inches short of it.
Ye Qingchen put the golden liquid stuck to his hand under his nose and smelled it. There was a faint fragrance. This fragrance gave him a familiar feeling, but he couldn't remember it for a while. Takahashi
Seeing that he also had a confused expression, Xiangling didn't ask further. She knew that no matter what this golden liquid was, at least it had saved Ye Qingchen's life just now.