The listener was about to kill Su Changxing, but he felt resistance coming from under his feet. He looked down and saw that the fat man kicked by him was actually grabbing his leg, accompanied by slight pain. A rusty knife was stuck in his calf.

Where did this cowardly fat man get his courage from? He was motionless when they rushed in before, but now he started to resist.

"Fatty man, you are looking for death."

The listener shouted angrily, originally he had found a perfect time to attack Su Changxing, but was delayed by this fat man.

There was a rusty knife hidden in Zhou An's sleeve. When he was kicked to the corner, he had already cut the rope and gave the hunter a shot at a critical moment.

There was a crazy smile on his face. Seeing the person in front of him waving a knife at him without avoiding it, the strength in his hand was a bit heavier, and the dark red blade penetrated into the flesh and blood.

At this moment, it was as if a thunderbolt flashed in his mind, piercing through the cerebral cortex and hitting the deepest part of his mind.

The moment the listener swung the knife, a figure appeared behind him. It was the short-haired man who had been stabbed with a sword, and he held a light hand axe.

This is the weapon of the leader Wang Jianguo who fell on the ground.

A cowardly fat man and a seriously wounded man who was stabbed with a sword reached a tacit agreement silently, using mortal bodies to rebel against extraordinary people, and in desperation, with a burst of self-generated anger, they fought hard.

He would rather die in struggle than live in humility, the man was angry and blood spattered five steps.

The listener showed a sneering smile. Although he didn't see it, he knew that the short-haired man who had been stabbed stood behind him. He held up a light hand ax and slashed at him in a very slow motion.

He kicked Zhou An who was on the ground, turned around and slashed at the short-haired man behind him with a knife. The blood flowed out in an arc, like a blooming blood-red rose, smeared heavily in the gray and white silent film.

The person's neck is fairly tough, and the power of this knife is not particularly strong. When it was exhausted, it got stuck in the middle of the neck and was drawn obliquely.

The short-haired man had deep and shallow wrinkles on his face, with an unresponsive surprise, his expression froze on his face, and he fell to the ground, leaning against the wall, his head lowered obliquely, and fell into eternal contemplation.

"what!"

"what!"

"what!"

Shouts and screams came from all around, not so intense, but hoarse and exhausted.

"You die for me!"

Zhou An's eyes were red, and he shouted hoarsely, throwing forward with one hand, the rusty knife flew to the neck of the listener at some point, straight, powerful and swift, drawing a red shadow in the night, It's so inconspicuous.

By the time the listener realized the existence of the knife, it was already too late, and he could only twist his neck as hard as he could, but he still felt a stabbing pain in his neck and a strong suffocation.

The power of the small knife is exceptionally strong, the blade is completely submerged into the listener's neck, piercing through flesh, membranes, meridians, and trachea.

"Master, I'm a trash, but I can kill you too, haha."

Zhou An only felt that the strength in his whole body seemed to be emptied, and he was completely spread out on the ground. With a hearty smile, he vaguely watched the listener clutching his neck, stiffened in place, and then staggered to the ground.

Su Changxing happened to see this scene from the corner of his eye. He didn't expect that these two seemingly powerless people would kill the listener for the first time.

He found this incredible, and recognized the fat man as Zhou An, whom he had met before.

"Did he open up a path to become an Extraordinary?"

Su Changxing asked the head.

The head said: "It's not close to the fire, it's still close to the door. If you can get your kind of strengthening, it will probably be very fast."

The sudden severe injury to the listener was beyond the expectation of the sophisticated person, but his movements were not affected in the slightest, on the contrary, they became more impenetrable.

Now it is basically a one-on-one situation between him and Su Changxing, and there can be no mistakes. Although his overall strength is stronger than Su Changxing, Su Changxing's strength is really a bit outrageous, and his palms are a little numb after many fights.

The death of the listener greatly relieved Su Changxing's pressure, and he could concentrate on dealing with the hunter in front of him. His brain was running at high speed, and he simulated the movements of this precise person hundreds of times.

Fighting is often based on an instinctive reaction, which is often faster than the human brain, but it is not a person who does not use his brain to fight.

Su Changxing has a spirit of more than six, which includes reaction, logic ability, calculation ability, simulation ability, etc.

He can preset the possible behavior of the opponent, and simulate the corresponding behavior in his mind to fight.

Su Changxing may not have touched the knife for as long as the opponent had killed, but at this time he could fight back and forth with the opponent, and even imitate the opponent's movements to strengthen his own fighting skills.

"唰~"

Su Changxing's arm was scratched by the giant axe, and the clothes he had just exchanged were scratched again.

Su Changxing glanced at the torn clothes, and said seriously: "I just bought it, it hurts a little, you'd better lose money."

The precise man didn't speak, and frowned. Although he hurt Su Changxing, he couldn't be happy at all. The other party seemed to be full of holes, but he was airtight.

He could feel that Su Changxing didn't put any pressure on him that he should have. On the contrary, he had some pressure, as if he was being seen through by the other party little by little.

There is not much difference in strength between the two sides. In a dark room, in front of more than ten people, they killed each other for more than ten minutes.

Su Changxing went from being unable to do what he wanted to do, to being able to handle it with ease, and finally began to press down on the opponent to fight back. The airtight attack method made the opponent breathless, as if he was the precision one.

"唰~"

In an instant, Su Changxing turned sideways ahead of time just to avoid the ax~lightnovelpub.net~ and cut a wound with visible bones on the opponent's chest, bringing out a lot of flesh and blood.

A smile appeared on his face, which was the key blow to decide the outcome.

He has won.

Without a pause, the weapons of both sides collided again, and then backed away.

Although the precision person was hit hard, his movements were not deformed or sluggish in the slightest. He could perfectly control his body, and he could also independently reduce the pain and block the pain response.

Su Changxing didn't give the opponent a chance to catch his breath. He dragged the steel knife and rushed forward again.

The expression on the precision man's face was distorted, and as he continued to make large movements, a large amount of blood overflowed from the wound on his chest.

Once the bleeding is too much, it is when he loses.

But this young man didn't give him the slightest mistake, even if it was a small one, he was more like a precision person than him, airtight and accurate in calculation.

The pain turned into a trace of fear and spread in his heart, and the originally cold and serious expression began to have emotional fluctuations, like a chain reaction, the pain intensified again.

Su Changxing felt the change of this precise person, his movements unexpectedly began to deform, originally meaning that it would take a lot of effort to kill him, but now it seems that there is no need.

Hollows appear in the silky precision and grow larger, and the flawed precision is no longer precise.

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