In a high-level martial arts game, a wife is given to you at the start.

Chapter 948 Slaying the Bone Blade Alien



Chapter 948 Slaying the Bone Blade Alien

Lin Qiye understood and smiled.

The smile was faint.

What do you want to collect?

The figure spoke slowly.

"The essence blood of the Blood Demon is worth more than a top-grade Yuanqing Pill on the black market."

"A drop of essence blood can be exchanged for ten top-grade Origin Clarity Pills."

"You just paid two drops in the Bone Ruins."

"If we take you down, we can at least squeeze out five more drops."

He paused.

"Five drops of essence blood, fifty top-grade Yuanqing Pills."

"This deal is worth making."

Lin Qiye looked at him.

Do you know what a Blood Demon is?

The figure fell silent.

The other six figures also fell silent.

Clearly, they knew.

I came precisely because I knew this.

Lin Qiye added, "The Blood Demon's essence blood cannot be squeezed out at will."

"You think you can force me to bleed just because you've captured me?"

The figure said, "Whether it's possible or not, we'll know once we try."

The words fell.

The seven figures moved at the same time.

They moved so fast that they made almost no sound on the ash layer.

Like seven gray-white ghostly figures, they pounced on Lin Qiye from different directions.

The one at the very front held a bone knife in his hand.

The bone knife was entirely grayish-white, with a layer of dark red Origin Qi wrapped around its blade.

The moment it was cleaved, the layer of ashes was swept up by the wind from the blade, forming a grayish-white wave.

The second, the third, the fourth...

The seven attacks arrived almost simultaneously.

From seven directions.

All escape routes have been blocked.

The bone blade, the source energy, and the killing intent arrived at the same moment.

To those people, it was nothing more than a routine hunt.

How strong can a newcomer who has been in the Origin Universe for less than a year be, no matter how talented or how powerful he is?

The seven of them, working together, have hunted prey even stronger than this.

This human being is destined to become yet another nameless skeleton in this wasteland of ashes.

however--

next moment.

The man's pupils suddenly contracted.

Because in front of him, the figure that should have been torn apart by the seven attacks suddenly disappeared.

It's not dodging.

It's not about retreating.

Ten more appeared out of thin air.

Eleven Lin Qiyes.

The same face, the same aura, the same deep eyes.

Eleven Lin Qiyes were scattered around the seven alien races.

They didn't communicate with each other, nor did they hesitate at all.

Eleven people moved in perfect unison, as if they were being pulled by the same thread.

The alien at the very front reacted the fastest.

His vertical pupils suddenly contracted, and he instinctively wanted to back away.

But all eleven Lin Qiyes had already made their moves at the same time.

From eleven directions.

Ten gunshots.

The spear tip simultaneously pierced his body.

There is no order of precedence.

There are no gaps.

Like ten dark golden lightning bolts, striking down simultaneously.

"roar--!"

The alien race let out a roar.

He knew he couldn't back out now.

Ten attacks sealed off all escape routes.

He gritted his teeth and his internal energy erupted.

A blurry phantom suddenly appeared behind him.

That was his trump card talent—phantom clone!

A phantom reached out from behind him, forming four arms together with his real body.

Four arms, four bone knives.

Four sword lights slashed out simultaneously, meeting the ten spear shadows.

however--

The moment the gun and knife clashed, his expression changed completely.

Those ten spear shadows were no ordinary attacks.

The force, angle, and speed of each shot were exactly the same.

It looked like ten people were attacking at the same time.

His four bone knives blocked the four spear shadows.

But the remaining six paths had already penetrated all the defenses.

puff--!

The spear tip pierced his shoulders simultaneously.

Two more spear tips pierced his wrists.

His prized clones crumbled in that instant, the phantom clones shattered by the force of the spear.

The last two spear tips struck his knees.

Click.

The sound of the kneecap cracking was clearly audible.

"ah--!"

The alien let out a piercing scream.

His hands were almost completely ruined.

Ten attacks landed on him in just one breath.

Four hands are no match for twenty-two.

Moreover, those twenty-two hands worked together as if they were one person.

This is not a battle.

This is crushing.

Blood mist gushed out from his shoulders, wrists, and knees simultaneously, turning his grayish-white ashes dark red.

Lin Qiye did not linger.

Having landed a successful blow, he transformed into a streak of dark golden light and retreated instantly.

The ten clones vanished in the same instant, as if they had never existed.

The whole process was so fast it was breathtaking.

The alien knelt precariously in the ashes, his hands completely powerless, the bone knife slipping from his fingers and disappearing into the ashes.

The other six alien races stopped at the same time.

They were just rushing towards Lin Qiye, but in the blink of an eye, the situation had completely reversed.

Protect him!

One of the aliens shouted loudly.

The six people immediately scattered, protecting their seriously injured companion in the center.

They stood back to back in a circle, their eyes fixed on the rapidly retreating figure.

But Lin Qiye had no intention of pestering him.

The six men's faces turned ashen.

The leader of the alien race gritted his teeth and whispered, "Retreat!"

Without hesitation, without unnecessary words.

The two men supported their seriously injured companion, and the six of them transformed into six streaks of gray-white light, rapidly retreating towards the Bone Ruins.

A few dozen breaths later, the seven figures completely disappeared into the gray wasteland.

They knew very well that the attack they had just received had made them realize one thing.

This human is not someone they can eat.

The ten clones attacked simultaneously, each possessing combat power no weaker than the original.

Even if they manage to defeat their opponent using this method, they will likely suffer significant losses themselves.

not worth it!

……

The ashes made a soft sound on the soles of Lin Qiye's boots.

The seven streaks of grayish-white light had completely disappeared from sight. The wasteland fell silent again, as if the crushing battle had never happened.

Lin Qiye's breathing was steady, and the rise and fall of his chest was barely perceptible.

The ten clones appeared simultaneously in the blink of an eye.

Even he needs to slow down.

The suppression from the laws of the primordial universe is too strong.

The instant the ten clones appeared simultaneously, he felt as if he were being crushed by ten mountains at once. The source energy in his meridians was almost completely drained, and nearly thirty percent of his blood demon power was consumed.

This is even without him making the clones exist continuously.

If ten clones can maintain their positions for more than ten breaths simultaneously, his body will collapse.

The limits of his body's capacity in the original universe were lower than he had imagined.

After all, strength is secondary; the physical body is fundamental.

His body was compressed too much and couldn't hold on for long.

"What a pity."

Lin Qiye muttered to himself.

Those seven alien races were all quite powerful.

Yet these seven powerful beings, capable of sweeping through sub-universes, couldn't even withstand a single blow from him.

It's not that they are too weak.

He was too restrained in using this numerical advantage.

The main body plus ten clones, the eleven people working together as one.

This kind of crushing is not simply a matter of physical strength.

It's about overwhelming rhythm, overwhelming judgment, and overwhelming consciousness.


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