Fog Era

The two are approaching.

There were sporadic bullets hitting the two of them all around. Some of these bullets came from Xinyiyi and some came from Daxing. There were crackling splashes at the bullet point. But the speed of both of them exceeded the shooter's maximum expectation, so the water splash just followed the footsteps of the two, unable to catch up with the silhouette of the two.

In the eyes of the two, there is only each other, only sudden murderous intention.

Wang Dafa's place, Ah Cheng raised his muzzle with blinking eyes, and aimed at that side. Whether the front sight is aiming at the black warrior or Shi Tiexin, no one can tell.

Pull the trigger when your finger is bent.

But--

Hey, someone suddenly grabbed his gun and pressed it down. It was Wang Dafa.

Acheng failed to make this shot.

Next moment, the black warrior and Shi Tiexin finally met head-on.

One cut out the knife in his hand, and the blade cut through the raindrops. A clenched fist threw out, the fist blasted through the air.

Life and death are in an instant.

It depends on who is faster and who is stronger.

For a flash, and then, the picture in the middle seems to be cut and erased, and everyone sees only the result.

Pu chi!

A gap appeared on Shi Tiexin's waist, blood splashed.

He was hit!

But a moment earlier than the middle knife, in a short moment that ordinary people can't see clearly, Shi Tiexin's fist suddenly accelerated and blasted one step earlier in the midst of a few crackles. Black warrior's shoulders.

The unexpected acceleration made the black warrior unable to react, and his shoulders collapsed instantly. The strength on his arm was reduced, and the knife in his hand was suddenly deflected.

Originally able to decapitate Shi Tiexin's head, now he can only open his flanks.

The black warrior appears stiff!

Shi Tiexin took another breath, shout out loudly, False Core burst into the hot wire frantically. With his arms tied together, Ka-cha snapped the black warrior's wrist, and then grabbed the scarred katana with his hands.

One pull, one turn, and then again without the slightest hesitation!

With a sound of pu chi, a large swath of blood burst from the back of the black warrior, and a crimson blade burst out of the blood. Katana penetrated the body of the black warrior, and his dark eyes suddenly protruded.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!

His torso is unusually hard, and the blade is difficult to cut.

His life force is incredibly powerful, and it seems that he still has the power to fight back even with such a serious injury.

But Shi Tiexin's shoulders shook and he threw the black warrior to the ground, smashing turbulent waves in the puddle. The blade was pulled out at once, and then the tip of the blade descended, mixing weight and strength, and pierced fiercely again.

pu chi, the blade penetrated the black warrior's chest again, and the skeleton on his chest was unusually tight and strong, resisting the attack of the blade. But Shi Tiexin's arms crackled and his strength skyrocketed again. The blade ka-cha pierced the bone plate, fiercely pierced, then pierced, and finally penetrated the chest completely, nailing the entire black warrior to the ground.

The black warrior was convulsed all over, both of his hands grasped the blade inserted in his chest, seeming to want to pull the knife out. But in the end, he just loosened his hands weakly.

The muscles all over my body suddenly spread out, and the strong life force began to flow away quickly.

The outcome is divided.

Real decisive death, but just a moment.

You die or die, but you can decide in a flash.

Shi Tiexin half-kneeled on the ground, holding the handle of the knife in both hands, panting heavily, deep exhaustion from in the bones. Today, I am indeed exhausted to the limit. Especially just now, although it was just a move, it had already overdrawn his greatest energy and physical strength.

Compared to the battle in Secret Realm, this kind of duel is the real death fight, and the real life or death. There is no chance to come back, and there is no room for hesitation.

A real death match made him different.

Taking a breath for a while, the blood from the waist started to flow, and then slowly receded. The special effect that increased the resilience by 50% came into play, and Shi Tiexin felt that he could not die.

The gunshots all around have also stopped, and Daxing has achieved a comprehensive victory. Wang Dafa led people to hurriedly walked over, and Ah Cheng diligently held an umbrella for him. Wang Dafa seemed to have said something, but Shi Tiexin lost a lot of blood dizzy and eyes blurred, and he could not hear clearly.

He just lowered his head, looked at the black warrior lying on the ground, and suddenly reached out and grabbed the tengu mask.

He wants to see who this man is who puts a lot of pressure and pressure on him.

The tengu mask was lifted, revealing a familiar face.

all around The people who came around were quiet for a while, staring at the face, they always felt familiar. A Fei, who approached him, suddenly exclaimed, "Isn't this Fujiwara Jizen!"

Everyone couldn't help but burst into an uproar.

Fujiwara is really a black warrior!

The black warrior is Fujiwara Jishin!

The original rumored black warrior kills the car god, but he directed and acted in a Golden Cicada shelling drama!

Everyone is making noise, but Shi Tiexin is not. He quietly looked at Fujiwara’s Jizheng’s face, and after a long time he spoke heavily: "You know, I thought about revenge for you."

"So...fortunately...I am not grateful. Exhaust..." Fujiwara Kojima's mouth was full of blood, purple red, strange and gorgeous. He tugged his chest laboriously, and said with difficulty: "Under the lie... No face to the king... I had to lie to death..."

Shi Tiexin didn't speak any more, he didn't even ask what all this was. For what.

"If current affairs are easy to change...I really would like to...confront with you...it's a pity...it's a pity..." Fujiwara Jizhen tried his head up and looked towards the top. The heavy rain hit his eyelids, but he didn't notice it. His eyes began to loosen, his hollow eyes pierced through the thick and dark clouds, and he seemed to suddenly return to the spring field full of mountains and flowers.

"My...the country of sunrise..."

"My...home...hometown..."

Puff, Fujiwara Koshima The raised head slumped into the water vortex. The water surged and returned, drowning his face. The purple blood is diluted to light pink, like scattered wild cherry, falling into mud in wind and rain.

Shi Tiexin looked at all this blankly, watching the passing of this idealist. No matter how strong the life force is, it will eventually become empty.

"Boss." Guobing suddenly came over, and said with a pained expression: "Boss, go and see the seller, he..."

Guobing is full of pain. After speaking, Shi Tiexin stood up abruptly, staggering three or two steps to another place surrounded by people.

Selling father fell into Ah D's arms, the blood from the wound no longer oozes, his face pale and scary. Sword wounds, blood loss, blisters, and long-term lack of medical treatment, anyone with a discerning eye can see that selling dad is no longer enough.

"Daddy, cheating, the boss came to see you, open your eyes!"

At Ah D's call, Dad sold his eyes and opened his eyes with difficulty. Fine nymph.

"Boss..."

"I'm here, I'm here." Shi Tiexin reached out and held the seller's hand, with a broad and steady voice: "What do you want to explain, tell me Do you want to take care of your family? Do you have relatives?"