Two Dimensional Rescuer Demon King

One hit is hit, but it's not enough.

At the same time, Liu Xu's other hand had already buckled Di Qinglin's ankle like an iron tongs, and he pulled down fiercely.

A strange weapon suddenly emerged from under the table and stopped on the path where Di Qinglin fell.

Parting hook, Yang Zheng's parting hook!

Yang Zheng is under the table. Who is the figure ten feet away from the table just now?

Di Qinglin gave a strange cry, his body trembled slightly, and he swung a knife towards his ankle.

When Ying Wuwu was hugged by Yang Zheng, he chopped off Yang Zheng's hands, Di Qinglin was even more ruthless, and he chopped his own feet directly.

The moment Yang Zheng saw the dark hole on the ground, he thought of the last words Liu Xu said to him before leaving.

He is going to the darkest place in the world.

Yang Zheng understood everything immediately, even if he didn't have Di Qinglin's knife, he would do everything possible to lure Di Qinglin into this cave.

The thin knife spun around the ankle quickly, splashing blood.

What he chopped was not his own foot, but the fingers that held his foot.

Liu Xu's palm was slightly cool, and the palm was light, it seemed that something that had already gotten was gone and flew away.

It's his finger.

The rabbit rises from the falcon, Liu Xu breaks his finger, and Di Qinglin strikes the sword.

Liu Xu stepped heavily on the ground, his arm shook and he jumped up with his sword.

Di Qinglin was in the air, and the fire from the candle in his hand suddenly split into two pieces and fell to both sides.

His pupils shrank suddenly, and the firelight was in the center, revealing a sharp sword point.

Liu Xu's sword has arrived again.

In the last ray of light, Yang Zheng had passed under the big table, and the parting hook swept across Di Qinglin's calf.

The candlelight finally went out.

At the same time, there was a crisp sound, and the ground "hole" flap mechanism finally closed again, and the ground "hole" sank back into pitch black.

I can't see my fingers.

There is sound.

A series of swords, hooks, fists and feet blowing in the wind, body-to-body collisions, weapons and weapons crashing, blood spurting, and humming.

But the most is the sound of knives.

Like a gust of wind blowing across the grassland, the turbulent waves roared over the sea, thunder blasted in the air, and drizzle merged into everything.

auzw.com After just three breaths, the sound of the knife has suppressed everything.

No one knows how many knives Di Qinglin has made, only one sound, an uninterrupted and continuous sound of knives, strung together into a long whistling sound.

After the fourth breath, all the sounds stopped abruptly.

In the cave "acupoint", there was light again. At first it was just a small flame. Gradually, the candle's fire finally re-illuminated the cave and the people in the cave.

Liu Xu sat halfway on the ground, leaning on a chair. He didn't know how many knives had been hit all over his body. The whole body was already dark red. The three broken fingers looked like three springs gushing blood out, and the longevity sword went towards. Unexpectedly, his right arm hung down on his side in a strange posture.

Yang Zheng lay three feet away from Liu Xu, his hands empty. The parting hook in his hands fell far into the knife forest. There was a huge scar on Yue Xiong’s mouth, which ran across from his right shoulder to his left rib. The wound was thin and thin. But no blood oozes.

But he seemed to be able to fight again, Yang Zheng supported a corpse next to him and staggered to his feet.

"Puff" whispered.

Yang Zhengyue's wound in front of Huns suddenly opened, and the blood was gushing like a fountain, spewing more than a foot away, and fell back to the sky, panting heavily.

Di Qinglin was also uncomfortable, half of the white "color" trousers had become bright red "color", a pool of blood spread out under his feet, his arm holding the candle trembled, and a transparent hole on his shoulder, three broken ribs It plunged deep into his body like a three-handed sword.

But he was still standing with a knife in his hand.

"I said long ago, you can't kill me, and you can't kill me either." Di Qinglin's cold voice sounded in the "hole" of the ground.

Liu Xu sat struggling, his face always wore a lazy smile that seemed indifferent to anything.

He didn't seem to know that these wounds on his body would last for a long time to kill him. Liu Xu could no longer hold the sword with both hands, and the person in front of him would kill him at any time.

Liu Xu turned his head and smiled at Yang Zheng: "I always say that martial arts has only two characters, one horizontal and vertical, the strong one stands, and the weak one lies down. It seems that there is nothing wrong with it."

Yang Zheng seemed to have only the tongue all over his body. The head could still move, and he said intermittently: "I also always think that desperately is an effective method, but unfortunately we have two lives, but he can't fight his life."

Di Qinglin put the candle on the table and said lightly, "Even if you have three lives, it won't work."

Liu Xu asked: "Where do we have three lives?"

"Lan Yichen's fate is also fate." Di Qinglin snorted coldly. "After I saw you, I expected him to be here, and would take advantage of the darkness to attack me. I didn't expect that he was really not here."

"He is no longer more effective and will keep you on guard." Liu Xu said: "Just now you have at least four points of energy to guard against him, so there is always room for the sword, otherwise we are dead."

"The God Eye and God Sword has been undefeated for ten years. How can the four-point spirit be guarded." Di Qinglin said solemnly: "I have at least six points of the spirit to guard him, as long as he dared to appear just now, although I will be injured more severely. But I can guarantee that all three of you are dead now."

"The combined combat power of the three of us is not as good as yours. Instead of letting him die, it's better to keep you on guard." Liu Xu said, "Unfortunately, what I didn't expect is that I and Yang Zheng are together in the dark. , You are not as good as you are."

"Maybe he is already the number one master in the world." Yang Zheng also said helplessly.

"It's not maybe. After killing you, my sword skills will be great, and then I will be the first." Di Qinglin stood up again, as if to say another simple thing.

"When you kill, you don't have to'touch' or'touch' secretly." Yang Zheng smiled bitterly, "The whole rivers and lakes will become a tool for you to experience the feeling of death."

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