Chapter 188 [Shura] and [Shura]

Chen Ling looked at the bandaged face and frowned unconsciously.

The shadow appeared too abruptly, and even Chen Ling didn't see how he appeared. However, the opponent kicked one person to death and threw two people into the incinerator. Such cruel means are not something that ordinary people can have.

Who is he?

The opponent is obviously not in the same group as this group of people, and judging from the means, he may even have a grudge against them... His target is also the hollowed-out corpse?

"Who are you?!" Brother Chen was shocked to see that three of his men were killed in an instant.

"Me?" Jian Changsheng sneered, "I am an evil ghost who came to avenge you."?

As soon as the voice fell, Jian Changsheng turned into a residual shadow and rushed out quickly. His fist broke through the air and made a bang, and smashed into Brother Chen's face with terrifying force!

Brother Chen subconsciously used both hands to block in front of him, but the whole person seemed to be hit head-on by a car, and flew backwards suddenly. A sharp pain came from his forearm, as if it was broken by a punch.

His body hit the wall heavily, and the recoil force swept through his internal organs. His eyes went black and his body fell down like cotton.

Jian Changsheng did not kill him, but grabbed his belt with one hand and carried it in his hand like carrying garbage. At the same time, he carried the body wrapped in a white sheet and walked quickly out the door.

He was leaving.

Seeing this, Chen Ling's eyes flashed with a cold light.

The next moment, Jian Changsheng felt a bone-chilling chill coming from his side, his pupils shrank slightly, and he rushed to the side without hesitation!

Whoosh!

A blade reflecting the moonlight almost brushed his cheek.

This sudden murderous intent made Jian Changsheng take several steps back like a frightened bird, and his back broke into cold sweat. He instinctively took out a short sword from his waist and crossed it across his chest, and then he looked in the direction just now.

The dim light shone from the window and fell on the wilderness at the entrance of the crematorium. A figure wearing a brown coat was standing quietly at the dividing line between light and darkness. As his cheeks were slightly raised, a black smiling mask came into Jian Changsheng's eyes.

The moment he saw the mask, Jian Changsheng's heart trembled. Whether it was the scarlet strange pupils or the exaggerated smile that stretched to the ears, it made him feel an inexplicable sense of horror...

Who is this person? ?

The same doubts also appeared in Jian Changsheng's mind.

The two figures stood in front of the crematorium, and the air suddenly fell into silence. They were all looking at each other coldly, guessing each other's possible identity and camp.

[Audience Expectation +3]

"Are you also in the same group with them?" Jian Changsheng said in a deep voice.

"No." Chen Ling shook his head, "I don't care about their life or death, but you'd better give me the body."

"Oh? What if I don't?"

"Then I don't mind turning you into a body too."

Jian Changsheng naturally couldn't hand over the body. It was a vital tool for him. When necessary, he could even use it to threaten the Star Chamber of Commerce... and Chen Ling would not let the key evidence and clues be taken away.

At this point, any temptation and negotiation were meaningless. After a short silence, the two figures rushed towards each other at the same time!

Chen Ling had just witnessed the whole process of Jian Changsheng's attack. He knew that the other party should also be a Shinto owner. He didn't dare to be arrogant, so he held the short knife in his backhand and stabbed himself three times without hesitation!

The scarlet blood instantly dyed the blade red, and Chen Ling's speed and strength instantly soared!

Jian Changsheng, who was rushing over from the opposite side, was stunned when he saw this scene. Before he could react, Chen Ling's figure, which was so fast that it left a shadow behind, had already arrived in front of him, and a knife cut a deep bloody mark on his body!

What is going on? !

Jian Changsheng was dumbfounded. He didn't expect someone to stab him before the fight. Could it be that the other party was also on the [Blood Robe] path, and the more he was injured, the more powerful he became?

Jian Changsheng came back to his senses with pain, and saw Chen Ling's second punch coming towards him. He immediately blocked it with both hands in front of him, but Chen Ling, who was already in a seriously injured state, was obviously stronger and directly punched him away, and flew backwards like a kite with a broken string.

As his figure fell heavily to the ground, dust flew up all over the sky. Jian Changsheng struggled to get up from the ground, and a ruthless look flashed in his eyes.

He also raised the dagger in his hand and slashed it hard at his waist and abdomen. The bloody wound was immediately exposed to the air, and scarlet blood continued to flow out of it.

"[Blood Robe]?" Chen Ling asked in surprise.

Seeing this familiar move, Chen Ling raised his eyebrows. He didn't expect that after using this move for so long, he actually encountered an enemy who belonged to the [Shura] path and learned his technique... But judging from the wound, the opponent seemed to be more ruthless than himself.

Jian Changsheng tightly grasped the blood-stained dagger, staring at Chen Ling like a violent beast. He did not run to approach Chen Ling, but swung the dagger in the air, and the blood beads on the sword were immediately splashed out by inertia!

When these blood beads approached Chen Ling, Chen Ling had already noticed something was wrong. He immediately thought of the opponent's strange appearance just now, and his body subconsciously retreated.

As soon as he stepped back, Jian Changsheng's figure flashed to the front blood bead position, and the blood-stained short sword cut through the air and stabbed towards Chen Ling's neck with a whistle!

Chen Ling reacted very quickly. Under the drive of [Killing Dance], the short knife in his hand quickly clashed with the short sword. With similar strength and speed, the knife and sword collided continuously at a very short distance, so fast that sparks burst out in the night sky!

Could that be the second-level skill of the [Ashura] path?

Chen Ling recalled the scene in his mind when the blood bead instantly turned into Jian Changsheng, and he already had the answer in his heart. After all, not everyone has the ability to learn other people's skills like him. Since the opponent's first level is [Blood Clothes], the next skill must also belong to the [Ashura] path.

As the two sides gradually fought, more and more blood oozed from Jian Changsheng's waist and abdomen. He narrowed his eyes slightly, and wiped the short sword on the wound again during the fight. The blood covered the surface of the blade and completely turned red.

Ding——!

The short knife and the short sword collided again, and the next moment, fine blood beads were shaken off the blade and splashed everywhere!

Almost at the same time, Jian Changsheng, who was right in front of Chen Ling, disappeared instantly, and when he reappeared, he was behind him, and the scarlet sword pierced directly into his back and sank into it.

Severe pain came from behind, and Chen Ling under the mask groaned, and swung a knife at Jian Changsheng behind him, but the latter retreated swiftly to avoid it.

This skill can still be used like this?

This was also the first time that Chen Ling came into contact with the second-level skill of the [Shura] path. He was caught off guard and was hit. He felt the power pouring out of the wound, and his eyes under the mask became colder and colder.