Just Let Me Die

“Shit! ”

Shanfuole bites his teeth, and with the strength of the refiner, he inhales some fog, but can barely resist a coma for a few seconds.

“Stupid, do you think you can resist the effects of Ten Scenthus Flexible Thunder?! Not even an inner air fighter can do anything about it, let alone you. But in order to avoid excessive behavior, you have to be killed. ”

Although Mu Renzhong the Crazy Knife was also in the fog of Ten Scentsy Flexible Lightning, he had already taken the antidote in advance, so the fog around him had no effect on him.

With a knife in his hand, he chopped it off towards Shanfuole.

Shanfuole waved his sword almost to the best of his ability and tried to resist.

Boom!

Simply a collision, Shanfuole flied out, was shocked by the mouth of a tiger, and the long sword in his hand fell out, while his body was shocked more than a dozen meters at the same time.

Puffing, his mouth of blood sprayed out, apparently the knife came down, directly injuring him, all five dirty hearts were severely wounded.

Plus the power of Ten Scenthusiastic Flexible Thunder, he couldn't hold on any longer. Knock, knock, he instantly passed out completely, lost consciousness, and within a short time, he could no longer wake up.

“Dude, I almost planted it. ”

Seeing that Shanfuole finally passed out, Mu Renzhong was relieved. A sword in his abdomen just now had severely damaged his body, almost losing most of his fighting power.

After all, this sword is not only as simple as piercing his abdomen, it is important for this guy to carry out the Seven Kills sword method, each sword contains a vicious and spicy force enough to cause death.

Once it hits a person's body, this shady, harsh and powerful path can penetrate the five dirty hearts and shock the enemy to death.

Fortunately, he is a warrior of the realm of purification, all five dirty six hearts have been fully quenched, the gold stone has been digested in his stomach, and his body has been greatly strengthened, which barely resists the power of this sword.

Otherwise, the sword alone would have killed him.

Mu Renzhong was also a little fortunate to be cautious, carrying the life-support treasure given to him by the elder of the Gate Patrol - Ten Scent Flexible Thunder. Without this treasure, I'm afraid he would be cold today.

“Wait, who is it? Stand up now! ”

At this moment, Mu Renzhong drank a loud drink. As a warrior of the realm of refinement, all six senses were extremely acute. At this moment, he still heard a noise around him.

Normally, the power of this Ten Scent Flexible Thunder is spread over a five-mile radius. Without an antidote, no warrior can continue to move in such a fog.

Even holding your breath doesn't help, the power of this Ten Scenthus Flexible Thunder can penetrate directly into the human nerve through the skin and then paralyze.

Boom!

At this time, a pile of rock rolling sound sounded and walked out of the mist, and this man was literally Guyuan and appeared directly in front of Mu Renzhong.

Though the Ten Scenthusiastic Flexible Thunder is powerful, Guyuan's body is pure poison. Any toxin that enters his body will be consumed as food and transformed into his own physical energy.

The ancient abyss was in a state of imminent death, but this moment swallowed up a lot of mist, which actually made his body feel much better.

“Turns out it was you, the demon who just got me a knife, and swallowed a lot of mist of Ten Scented Flexible Thunder. He's not dead yet? Not even in a coma?” Mu Renzhong was shocked.

The killer like him was not able to resist even Shan Fule, the disciple of the Demon Sect, but the kid was completely fine, which is really fantastic.

“Mad Knife Mu Renzhong. ”

Gu Yuan's eyes revealed a horrible light, staring at each other: “Your means are truly remarkable, and you can actually reckon with the Sha disciples to this extent. Come on, fight me. If you can't kill me, I'll kill you! ”

To be honest, this is an unprecedented opportunity that he has never been closer to death than he is today since he was reborn.

After all, the other party is a sincere fighter, even if seriously injured, but it is still very powerful.

If he could, he wanted water to kill himself, but it was obviously impossible, and the system would not allow such suicide.

So he had to do everything he could, and then he died under the other sword, and that was the perfect ending, and the system couldn't have picked a problem.

“Kill me? What a freak! ”

When he heard this, Mu Renzhong, the mad knife, laughed very loudly: "Who do you think you are? Just a skin-refining fighter in the district. How dare you challenge me openly? Is it to see me seriously injured and want to take advantage of the danger?! Honestly, if you don't speak up, sneak up, maybe there's still a chance, but this positively challenges you, you're dead. ”

Boo!

The voice had just fallen, Mu Renzhong the mad knife instantly shot, he didn't care how the boy avoided the effects of Ten Scenthusiastic Flexible Thunder. He just knew that he was seriously injured now. If he didn't cut the kid to death as soon as possible, he would be dead. Now there is not so much time to waste here, and this threat must be eliminated.

Wind knife!

In an instant, Mu Renzhong broke a knife, almost reaching the highest knife of his life, merging the spirit of refinement into one, turning it into a madman's knife, and countless pieces of knife power merged, and then erupted in vain.

The power of this knife is enough to split all his fellow fighters in half, which is also the strongest knife he has left.

“Hmm?! ”

At this moment, Guyuan discovered that the whole world was quiet, and that he was in a state of serious injury, and he was incredibly strong, as if his mind had risen thousands of times faster.

This speed of thought, in his eyes, seemed a thousand times slower, and any life before him was incredibly slow, as if it were still.

Mu Renzhong, the mad knife, should have been incredibly quick, like a hurricane, but in the eyes of the ancient world, it was as funny as a three-year-old waving a knife.

The power, the speed, the angle, the position, all the knives, all the positions he perceived, even predicted.

At this moment, he can even predict how Mu Renzhong fought for the next dozen seconds.

Boo!

In an instant, Gu Yuan picked up a three-foot sword from the ground, his eyes turned white, like a mirror, which seemed to reflect all of Mu Renzhong's movements.

With no joy or grief at this moment, the four great emptiness seemed to have abandoned all emotions, like robots, merely remaining absolute reason, and it was difficult for any external factor to interfere.