Soul of Negary

Chapter 7 Who Am I? call me master master master killer J

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The anger in his heart was instantly ignited, and Zhu Ping felt that his reason was wiped out in an instant, and then he attacked the opposite person like a lunatic.

With the arousal of emotions, blood swayed in the body, Zhu Ping passed the scattered objects, shrank his fist, and then fired it out like a cannonball.

Go straight to the door of the man opposite.

The man sneered with a cigarette in his mouth, and exhaled a puff of smoke, and the smoke was like a sharp arrow, rushing towards Zhu Ping's eyes like a white line.

Zhu Ping shook his head, but the smoke seemed to follow, passing a curve in the air and rushing into Zhu Ping's eyes.

The impact of the smoke made Zhu Ping instinctively close his eyes, and tears burst out instantly.

The remaining reason is warning, making Zhu Ping aware of the danger, and holding back the irritability in his heart, Zhu Ping lowered his body, withdrew his hands and raised them in front of him, and activated his imitation ability, imitating the ability of a blood warrior from a certain extraordinary stage. Start applying it to yourself.

The irritable qi and blood flowed out of the body, and the emotions that were constantly poured in were sent out of the body along with the qi and blood, and the body twisted.

In the early stage of the Qi and Blood Warrior, there is no other benefit except that the body is stronger, the strength is stronger, and the speed is faster.

Compared with those cultivation systems that can use various abilities, Qi and Blood Warriors are a living target from the beginning, and the transformation begins after Qi and Blood Warriors practice Qi and Blood Wolf Smoke.

At this stage, qi and blood warriors have officially become an extraordinary class. Although they are still only physically strong, their bodies are surging with qi and blood, and their bodies are extremely exclusionary and digestible.

Some disruptive spells or similar abilities will be squeezed out by the blood, and their impact will be minimized.

At the same time, things like poison will be quickly digested during the transportation of qi and blood.

As the abilities of qi and blood warriors improve, their characteristics will become stronger and stronger, until finally, with a roar, qi and blood gushed out, and all methods retreated.

At that time, whether they were human or not, the whole person had become a mass of qi and blood, and their own life characteristics were completely imprinted on each strand of qi and blood, and their own thoughts were completely integrated into it.

Using qi and blood can imitate any creature, even if there is only a trace of qi and blood left, it can be reborn.

Of course, Zhu Ping is still far from that level. His whole body is surging with qi and blood, but he has eliminated the previous interference, and the discomfort of his eyes has been relieved as the qi and blood washed away.

Zhu Ping quickly opened his eyes and saw a rapidly enlarged sole.

Zhu Ping, who had no time to think, was kicked back and hit the wall behind.

Cracks appeared on the walls of the apartment, and before the lime fell on Zhu Ping, he was pushed away by blood.

The man stared at the dead fish with a cigarette in his mouth and withdrew his feet, and then slowly said: "Zhu Ping, he suddenly awakened his superpowers two weeks ago, and there was no sign of awakening before that, including the three generations of ancestors who have not awakened superpowers. Record, then why did you suddenly awaken such a superpower?"

"Don't tell me you're lucky!" The man's last good word became extremely heavy, and with a flick of his hand, several needle-like objects flew out. At Zhu Ping's current speed, he couldn't stop them. The fine needles were stuck in several parts of Zhu Ping's body.

Zhu Ping only felt the qi and blood all over his body stagnate, and the turbulent qi and blood was suddenly pushed back. Obviously, this person is not unfamiliar with qi and blood warriors.

The qi and blood of Zhu Ping's extraordinary stage is still imitated by his ability. Compared with the normal qi and blood martial artist, there is still a little gap. Under the opponent's means, Zhu Ping is particularly uncomfortable.

Not only could the qi and blood be unable to be mobilized, but even the body was in a state of semi-paralysis.

"On the suspect list, you are ranked ninth." The man said regretfully: "And all the top ten were resolved in our decision."

"So whether you are or not,

It's a pity. "

"I just awakened my superpowers, became a citizen, and died like this." The man raised a long needle with a distinctly different color, and said sarcastically, "If you want to blame it, blame the person who told that."

"Tell that person, and I'll make your death easier."

"Otherwise, after this injection, the toxin on it will amplify your sensitivity, and then you will clearly feel something gnawing away at your body bit by bit."

"Trust me, you can't bear the itching and pain." The man reached out and took off a needle on Zhu Ping's neck. At this time, Zhu Ping felt his throat loosened and he could speak.

"I don't know what you're talking about, you bastard!" Zhu Ping knew very well that if he didn't say it, he still had a chance to survive. Once he said it, it would really be dead.

"Tsk, that's fine, anyway, in the pain, you will definitely use that evil power to relieve the pain involuntarily."

"It's a pity that the first eight people died because of your involvement." Holding the strange-colored long needle, the man didn't hesitate any more and stabbed it directly.

Zhu Ping felt a chill in his neck, but the chill soon stopped. The needle was pressing against his neck and could pierce the epidermis with a little force.

Just when Zhu Ping thought that the other party was just to scare him, the man's body actually went straight down. A man with medium-long hair and a white robe appeared out of nowhere, and reached out to the man's pocket. After fumbling a few times, he took out a pack of cigarettes and a lighter.

He lowered his head and lit it for himself. After taking a deep breath, he exhaled a few smoke rings, and then looked up at the sky at a forty-five degree angle.

A lonely temperament of a master suddenly emerged.

"Hey, he has been in prison for hundreds of years, and his mouth will fade out of the bird." The angry man turned his head, and his eyes were full of tears: "You know, it's the kind of bird who sees other people walking around. , I want to lick it."

Zhu Ping's expression changed, and he thought this was a senior member of the organization related to Soul Burning Flame.

Not wanting is actually just a neuropathy.

"No, no, I'm just thinking broadly, and definitely not mentally ill." Killer J stretched his waist with a cigarette in his mouth, then took advantage of the opportunity to hook his hand on Zhu Ping's shoulder, and asked with a wicked smile: "What, that brother , do you know where there is that nearby?"

"Huh?" Zhu Ping tried to break free, but found that he couldn't break free at all, so he answered honestly: "What is that?"

"It's the kind of place where, at night, there are a lot of poor little sisters who are homeless in thin clothes."

"To tell you the truth, my biggest hobby is to do good deeds. This time, I plan to help two...not three such young ladies at once."

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