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Chapter 119 Ghost Blood Demon King

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    "Are you surprised?" Blood Rakshasa said calmly.

    "Are you only allowed to send people to Daxia Kingdom, but we are not allowed to visit your home base?"

    "You really don't know how to live or die!" The Ghost-Blooded Demon King shouted loudly: "You came just in time to save me from making a special trip to Daxia!"

    After finishing speaking, he looked at Ling Hao and the other three and said, "If I guess correctly, all the people Huo Mei brought this time will die in your hands, right?"

    "You are so courageous. You killed my woman and you still dare to appear in front of me. I'm really tired of living!"

    "Today, use your blood to pay tribute to the people of my Blood Demon Hall!"

    "You commit suicide, I'll leave you a complete corpse!" Before the Ghost Blood Demon King finished speaking, Ling Hao spoke lightly.

    "Huh!?" Hearing Ling Hao's words, the Ghost-Blooded Demon King turned his attention: "Are you talking to me?"

    "If you don't want to die like Huo Mei and others without a body, I advise you to listen to me." Ling Hao spoke again.

    "Huo Mei will die in your hands?" The aura of the Ghost Blood Demon King instantly rose to the extreme.

    "Boy, no matter who you are, today, I will cut you into pieces!"

    After the words fell, he roared: "Kill them!"

    Wow!

    With his order, everyone in the hall started to move. Their auras surged at the same time, and they all rushed towards Ling Hao and the four of them.

    Although they were afraid of the power of Ling Hao's previous sword, they knew better that if they didn't take action, they would die more miserably, and with so many people on their side, they were not afraid that they would not be able to kill the other party.

    ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? Boom!  Boom!

    At the same time, countless chaotic footsteps sounded outside the door, and a large and dark group of Blood Demon Hall gang members rushed in. Without any nonsense, they attacked with weapons raised.

    "A bunch of ants!" Lu Yue and the others said in a deep voice, and they quickly flashed out, each using their full strength to smash them out.

    Bang!  Bang!  Bang!

    The next moment, countless streaks of blood mist appeared in the air, and all those below the late warrior level were exploded with one move.

    "Damn it!"

    The other three Gods of War from the Blood Demon Hall roared violently and attacked Lu Yue and the others at high speed.

    Whoops!

    At this moment, a blood-red sword light flashed out again, like lightning, it was slashed out of Ling Hao's hand at high speed, with thunderous thunder and a rainbow-like momentum.

    Poof!  puff!  puff!

    Wherever the sword light passed, it was devastated, hundreds of heads rose into the sky, and pillars of blood formed like fountains.

    When Ling Hao drew his sword, the three war gods sensed an extremely terrifying sense of crisis. Their pupils shrank to the size of wheat awns and they hurriedly hid aside.

    One of the men, who was in the Xiaocheng realm of the God of War, was half a beat slower. His body was cut in two from the waist by the sword. His flesh and blood flew everywhere, and the two body parts fell to the ground.

    Hiss!

    Seeing this scene, there was a gasp of air in the hall.

    Killed hundreds of people with one sword, including a God of War and several powerful men in the late stages of War General!

    How terrifying!  ?

    "Boy, you really deserve to die!" Seeing this, the Ghost Blood Demon King became furious.

    He picked up two maces from the side and jumped into the air at high speed, like a roc spreading its wings, as fast as lightning.

    Phew!  call!  call!

    Immediately afterwards, he flipped his hands and wrists very quickly, pulling out countless fierce afterimages in the void, carrying overwhelming energy and attacking Ling Hao with overwhelming momentum!

    "I don't know whether to live or die!" Ling Hao said in a deep voice, his aura rising at the same time.

    Whoops!

    The next moment, he flipped his wrist, and the Blood Shadow Crazy Blade once again slashed out with an extremely sharp cold light, and a harsh wind howl sounded in the air.

    "Huh!?" Just as Ling Hao activated it, the Ghost Blood Demon King's pupils shrank to the size of a needle's eye, and a terrifying aura of crisis filled every pore in his body.

    It was only then that he realized that he had far underestimated Ling Hao's strength!

    This is not just a God of War figure. He is a strong man in the late War Lord realm, and his combat power is still above him!

    A turmoil arose in my heart. Is Daxia really so terrifying?  Anyone who comes out is this kind of top powerhouse!

    There was no time to think too much, so he quickly retreated to defense, crossed his hands on his chest, and placed two maces across his chest, trying to block Ling Hao's sword.

    Click!  Click!

    However, he obviously once again?Underestimating Ling Hao's strength, the fine steel mace shattered like tofu dregs, the sword's power remained unabated, and its strength flashed past his arm.

    ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ?

    The whole arm fell to the ground, and blood spurted out.

    This all depends on him slightly shifting his body shape at the last moment, otherwise, he would definitely be split into two.

    Kick!  Kick!  Kick!

    Immediately afterwards, the Ghost-Blooded Demon King quickly moved back more than ten steps, and the tiles under his feet shattered like a spider web.

    Poof!

    After finally stabilizing his figure, he opened his mouth and spurted out a large mouthful of blood. His aura immediately weakened, and his combat power was less than 30%.

    "How how is it possible!?" He raised his head to look at Ling Hao with difficulty, a look of extreme fear flashed in his pupils.

    No matter what I say, the strength of War Lord Xiaocheng is the best in the dark world, but he can't block the opponent's move.

    horrible!

    "Not bad, you can still take one of my moves!" Ling Hao took a deep breath and said calmly.

    Being injured, he can only activate this level of skill at the moment.

    Otherwise, where can you still stand here with a small person like a ghost and blood demon king.

    "Youwho are you?" The Ghost-Blooded Demon King spoke with difficulty again.

    "You people in the dark world, do you really think that the thousands of years of precipitation in our country of Great Xia is a joke!?" Ling Hao responded coldly.

    "A year ago, I already taught you a lesson in the dark world, but you turned a blind eye, so you can't blame me!"

    "What!?" Hearing Ling Hao's words, the Ghost Blood Demon King trembled all over, his face full of shock: "Youyou are Ling Shuai!?"

    ¡°I only know now that it¡¯s too late!¡± Ling Hao responded in a deep voice.

    Phew!

    After getting his acquiescence, the ghost-blooded demon king, who was in danger of dying, dodged towards the back window.

    After knowing Ling Hao's identity, he, who was already severely wounded, no longer had the slightest fighting spirit. There was only one word in his mind, escape!

    Like Huo Mei, he never expected to offend this evil god!

    A year ago, he was able to kill five powerful men in the late stage of the God of War with one sword. It was absolutely easy to deal with him, a small accomplished war lord.

    Don¡¯t say that you are just a small master of War Lord, I am afraid that even if War Lord is at his peak, he may not be your opponent!

    If you don¡¯t run away at this time, you¡¯ll just have to wait for death if you stay!

    "If you can't escape, you will die today!" Ling Hao's figure flashed out at the same time.

    "Don't kill meI'm willing to surrenderdon't kill me" The ghost-blooded demon king roared loudly as he ran wildly.

    A warrior at the War Lord level can teleport much faster than the God of War. In the blink of an eye, he can run several kilometers away.

    However, in his current state, how could he be faster than Ling Hao? In a few seconds, he had already reached less than a hundred meters behind him.

    "Sorry, you are not qualified to surrender!" Ling Hao responded coldly.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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