Chapter 642 : Devour!

Qin Kun's face changed. A large white hand suddenly appeared under Qin Kun and grabbed his leg.

"Seriously hurt him. Don't really kill him. Wang Yuan is still on him." Qin Kun in white spoke to Qin Kun in black.

"Hehe." Qin Kun in black had a cold face. The huge shadow turned into a huge black scythe in midair. The scythe fell and the whole building was split in two.

Qin Kun stood still and did not move. The Shadow behind him was gradually solidifying. Although it was not as huge as that, the blood around him became more and more intense. A trace of red gradually appeared in the originally snow-white world, and the trace of red was still slowly spreading.

"Are you not afraid of death?!"

"If you really dare to kill me, why do you have to talk so much nonsense?" Qin Kun sneered and said, "If I'm not mistaken, you're afraid that Wang Yuan will know that I was killed by you. After she knows this news, in her heart, I will no longer be there. By then, you will be dead as well. Am I right?"

The two figures in midair looked at each other without saying a word.

"This world doesn't belong to you. We don't want to be enemies with you, but Wang Yuan, you can't take it away!" Qin Kun in white said, "We are one. If you die, we will die. But if you take Wang Yuan away, we will die too. Do you think we will let you leave so easily?"

Qin Kun in black said grimly, "As long as we swallow his memory, we will replace him by one percent, and then we won't have to share each other! Isn't it better?"

"A hundredth chance?" Qin Kun's expression was a little weird, "In that case, let's try it."

The red Shadow was still growing, but Qin Kun always felt that they were deliberately delaying time, which made him feel very uneasy.

"Do it." Qin Kun in white was still hesitant, but at this point, they both knew that only the victorious side could survive.

Since both sides are dead, they would rather fight for that one percent chance than wait for death!

The three figures collided in mid-air, and the huge black sickle ran straight to the Shadow behind Qin Kun. The white Shadow turned into white chains in the air, tying the neck and arms of the red app tightly.

The red Shadow remained motionless, and the Blood sword in his hand was humming softly. The red light was getting stronger and stronger.

Qin Kun couldn't care less about the Shadow. He always felt that the red Shadow seemed to be changing. Everything here was illusory. Even the cultivation was fake, but it was a good experience for Qin Kun.

Perhaps one day, he will be able to reach such a level, even more powerful!

A black dagger appeared in the hands of Qin Kun in black. The shape of the dagger was similar to that of the Phantom, and the black flame was burning on it. It looked very strange.

Qin Kun was entangled with Qin Kun in white. Qin Kun in black suddenly had a bright eye and disappeared in a blink of an eye. When he appeared again, he was behind Qin Kun, and the dagger in his hand stabbed Qin Kun's neck without hesitation.

Ding-dong. A thick shield appeared out of thin air, blocking Qin Kun's back. Qin Kun in black was obviously stunned.

Qin Kun in black did not stop for a second and disappeared again.

But this time he didn't show up, as if he was looking for an opportunity.

What hurt him was that no matter where he wanted to go, the shield seemed to be able to sense his presence, protecting Qin Kun's back so tightly that he had no chance of doing anything.

What the hell is this?!

Qin Kun, in white, had a strong aura, and he used his melee abilities to the fullest. What made him feel helpless was that he knew everything, Qin Kun knew everything, and the other party knew him, just as he knew him, he couldn't take him down.

What made him a little anxious was that Qin Kun seemed to have discovered something, and his aura had soared so fast that it was not long before he had some sense of being able to stand up to him.

No, we can't keep dragging on like this. Qin Kun and Qin Kun in white hit each other hard and quickly broke away from the circle of war, trying to distance themselves from him, but how could Qin Kun give him the chance to leave?

It had been a long time since he had fought so thoroughly. He had not used his martial arts for so long that he almost forgot about it. Besides, Qin Kun always felt that defeating these two men was not an opportunity for him!

"Damn it!" Qin Kun in white cursed. He had been here for so long. Qin Kun in black only showed up once, and never showed up.

Although Qin Kun's cultivation advanced by leaps and bounds, his foundation was not stable. In addition, there was no suitable opponent, and his body was empty with martial arts, but he had no place to display it. Now he finally found the existence that could be hard to touch with himself, of course, he would not let them go easily!

"You haven't done it yet!"

As the words fell, Qin Kun in black suddenly appeared above Qin Kun's head. When the shield appeared, the short sword in his hand turned into a very strange sickle. He thought he could succeed this time, but unexpectedly, the shield suddenly became several times larger and completely blocked Qin Kun behind.

The scythe fell on the shield, leaving no trace.

Qin kun in black was so angry that he spat out a mouthful of blood. Just as he was a little dazed, a purple bell appeared out of nowhere and directly covered him in it.

The bell made a series of sounds, but each time it was attacked, the bell shrank by a few points. The bell, which was about three meters high, shrank little by little, and the space inside was also being compressed.

Qin Kun in black changed his face. The scythe in his hand cut on the bell and made a crisp sound. Every time it made him feel dizzy, but he knew he couldn't fall down, or they would really lose!

"What the hell is this!"

Qin Kun in white saw Qin Kun in black trapped inside, and a struggle flashed across his face. When Qin Kun rushed up to him again, the white Shadow suddenly let go of the pale shadow and turned back behind Qin Kun in white.

"Roar!" The blood-colored Shadow was no longer comfortable. The blood-colored head looked up at the black Shadow, and the bright red light in his hand was combined with the black scythe. Only a black scythe was seen in two.

Qin Kun in black, who was trapped in the bell, let out a scream. A stream of black smoke came out from under the bell and quickly drifted towards Qin Kun in white.

Qin Kun wasn't in a hurry to kill them either. He watched with some amusement as the black smoke was sucked into Qin Kun's body.

However, the black Shadow was not so lucky. Before it could be recovered, the blood-colored Shadow suddenly opened its big mouth and inhaled the black smoke. A little black rune appeared on the red armor.