Five puppet masters, five cold swords, five sharp knives began attacking in the same time, all of a sudden, Qin Hao was shrouded in knives. It was the twelfth part of Scarlet Blood Machete Art, the knife with bloody shadow. "Clang." Qin Hao cried, and the bloody knife in his hand burst into bloom. A knife shadow suddenly turned into a bloody trace, pierced the void with a sharp whistling, rushing to those five knives. "Cling-clang..." The collision of the knives made a sharp sound, shaking everyone present. After the sound came to an end, the two grappling sides brushed past, standing back to back. At that moment, everything was in a state of silence, and then a gust of wind blew, blowing an endless snarl. "Cling." A sound broke the silence into pieces, followed by five "cling-clangs". After five sounds, the machete in the puppets' hands all broke, leaving only half of them there and the other half falling to the ground. And it
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