My Past Life Simulator Chapter 42

   Chapter 42 042 [So fast knife]

   It's not that He Zhao never thought about Daoist Yinyishou Hetu, but who knows if this guy has any countermeasures, after all, talent is the master of Spirit Vision.

   Therefore, let's settle for the next best thing, just plotting against the surnamed Jin first, it's definitely not his revenge!

  Jin Lao didn't think about it that much, but the color in his sight disappeared, and a cold and dead aura filled the surroundings. The originally splendid Hetu Taoist Hall suddenly became dilapidated, and there was only a blood moon hanging in the sky, which made his heart tremble.

   "Cuckoo."

  “Ka!!”

   "Chi-chi-"

   All kinds of miserable screams made him shudder.

  Where is this?

  Why so weird.

  "You" Of course, even the most unresponsive person. At this moment, he also reacted, and he was calculated by a smiling tiger. Just before he finished speaking, a big bag of gray powder hit his face.

  Jin Lao has a bad secret, but it's actually a lime. Those who subconsciously raised their hands to block their eyes, and used this thing to plot against people, were basically the scumbags of the three religions and nine streams.

  Unfortunately, Lao Bangzi's thinking is somewhat old-fashioned, not as flexible as modern people.

   He Zhao guessed his action. If the powder sprinkled was really lime, the sneak attack would definitely end in failure.

  What a pity!

"what--"

   "It's so itchy!"

  The poisonous powder was sprinkled on his hands and poured into his nose and nose, and an itch that pierced his heart from the inside out, which directly caused the sixty-year-old Jin Lao to break the defense.

"goodbye!"

The voice of    fell, and He Zhao returned to the real world.

   At the same time, he made a rolling motion, and by the way raised his hand, a large amount of gray powder filled the air.

   Self is 8, Yulu +5, Night +3, Fighting +2, up to 18 points of speed, making him quickly distance himself from everyone.

   glanced at the hidden weapon in its original position, which was densely packed with a faint green light on the edge of the blade, and wiped his forehead where there was no cold sweat.

   Good guy, there are many smart people in Daxuan, at least they know how to apply poison to hidden weapons.

   "Ouch my groove!!"

  Some people couldn't dodge in time, and were slapped in the face by poisonous powder.

   The itch was bursting out of his heart, one by one, ignoring the enemy's present, shredded his clothes and scratched the itch.

   In the blink of an eye, **** scars appeared on their respective bodies.

   "He Zhao, what are you doing?"

  Hetu Daoist was frightened when he saw it, he involuntarily took a few steps forward, pointed at him and shouted angrily.

  The ruthless man looked at each other's movements, not knowing what to say in his heart. The first hundred deaths have accumulated a lot of character. In this simulation scene, finally Ou Huang has a hand?

  You, the old man, also deserve to die. You don't need my master to design it so that you can directly hit the "muzzle".

   He didn't have any unnecessary nonsense, he directly took out the bone dagger and plunged it into his heart.

   "Pfft—"

  Hetu Daoist is like being struck by lightning!

   A sound of shattering sounded, and the bright spiritual power flowing from his body shattered inch by inch.

"Wow"

   He spat out a mouthful of blood, dyed the slate in front of him red, covered his heart with one hand, and fell to his knees with a thud.

  He Zhao didn't dare to delay, he used all his strength to draw out a small bone cutting blade.

   It is not from the blood of the pig's heart to the original blood warrior, and there is some lack of strength. Even with the bonus of Nightborn and the title, there is still a big gap compared to the last simulation scene.

   "Pfft—"

"Humph!!"

   A muffled groan came from the throat of Daoist Hetu, and with his other free arm, he turned over and took out a small tourmaline.

   At this moment, He Zhao once again took out the bone dagger, ready to insert it.

   "Om—"

  Invisible fluctuations spread throughout the arena, and the third killing blow was forcibly interrupted.

  For anyone other than the Daoist of Hetu, any alien power is forbidden to use.

   "Cough cough."

   Blood kept flowing from the mouth of the Taoist Hetu Master holding a tourmaline, and he stared at He Zhao with a grim expression on his face. From the time he met the master, until he was forced to watch Lingwen suffered heavy losses, during the period of smooth sailing, he had never been so humiliated.

   That's right, in his eyes, letting He Zhao succeed in a sneak attack is a huge shame that needs to be remembered in his life.

"die!"

  The ruthless man raised his hand and shot the sacrificial bone dagger regardless of the wound in his heart.

   "You're the one who died!"

   The Taoist Lord Hetu roared, and he didn't care about the bone dagger shot at him. He pulled out a broken knife with his backhand, drained the last trace of his spiritual power, and slashed it towards He Zhao.

   "His-"

  Invisible sharp swords filled the air, and all the people and things around were split into two in an instant, and the old servants who were hiding by the side were not spared.

   The eldest and the second were fighting, not only did the third dies, but the fourth, fifth, sixth, and seventh descended into the ground for safety.

   As for the bone dagger shot at the Daoist Hetu?

   was hit by the invisible blade and fell to the side.

   is so ferocious.

  He Zhao didn't have time to breathe out the fragrance, so he retreated violently with all his strength, in order to avoid this terrible knife.

The speed of   18 was terrifying. In the blink of an eye, he retreated from the main hall to the courtyard, and within a few seconds, he was able to run out of the Hetu Gym.

  Unfortunately, no matter how fast the speed is, it is not immune to the attack of the terrifying sacrificial weapon.

   "Pfft—"

  The ruthless man looked down and saw a blood line in his lower abdomen.

  A large piece of blood quickly sputtered, and instantly dyed the stone slab several meters ahead.

   "What a fast knife!"

"Hahaha"

  He Tu Daoist looked at He Zhao, stood up tremblingly, and laughed wildly.

  Damn son of a bitch, no matter how cunning you are like a fox, won't you still die at the hands of my old hunter?

   The next second, the laughter stopped abruptly.

   "Click--"

  He Zhao felt as if his intestines were about to be cut off, a cracking sound came from his chest, and the invisible sharp knife breathed out in his breath.

   He stretched out his hand and took out a handful of jade shards.

"This"

   River Map Daoist: "Pfft—"

   The fire attacked his heart, and he vomited another mouthful of blood.

   Two simulation scenarios, why does he need three knives each time to kill him completely?

   This person once said that a foreigner in the light realm can avoid a fatal attack from a ghost or a sacrificial vessel.

   Then what about the second time?

   The answer is this small jade basket.

   "Huang Laoer" Hetu Taoist master gritted his teeth, but he did not expect that the surnamed He would actually play a black hand, killing Huang Laoer and others. The question is, why did the other party hide the white-eyed wolf He Zhao when he asked three questions when he first asked Liu Da?

   He racked his brains and couldn't figure it out, the surnamed Liu wasn't actually a good person, but a disguised alien.

   "The sky will never stop me!"

   "Heaven dies me too!"

   The two roared out almost at the same time.

  Hetu Daoist will never admit that the ruthless person is superior in skill. Judging from the other party's expression, this lucky guy doesn't know the role of the jade at all.

   "Pfft!!"

   Without waiting for He Zhao to make a move, a knife edge slashed out from Daoist Hetu Daoist.

   "Crack!"

   The bone armor on the opponent's body exploded and shattered directly, and a knife mark deep visible to the bone was cut diagonally from the shoulder to the lower abdomen.

   "Puff!"

   The corpse fell to the ground, and the gym was completely quiet.

   "his-"

   He Zhao took a deep breath. The side effects of this black broken knife were a bit terrifying.

   After being cut out with a peerless knife, do you have to endure the same knife?

   The bone armor on the Daoist of the River Map is definitely not weak in defense. He didn't even have the confidence to break it with a bone dagger, otherwise he wouldn't have been shooting at the head before.

   Such a powerful armor was torn apart on the spot.

   can be called suicide god. No, the artifact of perishing together.

   "Boom—"

   A huge roar resounded throughout Wancheng.

   "This sound artillery?"

   (end of this chapter)

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