The flat-headed young man stared in horror, then fell down with a thump, convulsing his whole body and stopped moving.

The last thing he saw was the shadow of the remnant hands, and the indifferent eyes.

"Your knife, soon!"

Seeing that five of his companions had their throats cut instantly, the corners of Yindao's mouth couldn't stop moving, and his lonely expression became a little more serious: "At least not bad for me."

He didn't care about the death of the flat-headed young people. For the silver knife, the dead were no longer worthwhile. Being sad for them would only mess up his mind.

Compared with righteous indignation, Silver Knife hopes to remain calm and kill the remnants to avenge them.

At this moment, Canshou shook his wrist, shook off the blood on the blade, and then looked at the other party and said faintly:

"Stop talking nonsense, do it, you and I only have one alive tonight."

The silver knife laughed loudly: "That person, it must be me." He didn't even bother to ask about the origin of the other party, let alone verify whether it was Ye Tianlong's.

He only knew that no matter what the details of the hand, he had to step on his corpse to see Ye Tianlong who was about to kill.

The four eyes are paired, locked to each other, showing appreciation and killing intent. Both sides can see each other's shadow, but it is clear that the position is doomed to life and death.

"Kang Dang!"

At this moment, the commercial vehicle with the broken sunroof suddenly dropped a piece of debris and hit the ground with a crisp sound.

It was this movement that the confronting two rioted in an instant, and they all rushed towards each other with their bare fangs.

"when!"

There was no temptation, no fancy frame, the two sides swung a knife at the fastest speed, and the two knives collided in the air, making a clear sound.

Brute force rushed to each other's arms, and the two immediately bounced off as if electrocuted.

Canshou's body turned backwards with a beautiful backflip, falling to the ground in a flowing water, a light of interest shining in his eyes.

The silver knife is powerful, a bit beyond the imagination of Canshou.

Silver Knife's feet rubbed two black marks on the ground, and the soles of their soles were almost worn out, showing the strength of the two.

Then, the legs were trembling slightly, and the hand holding the knife was also trembling. The expression in his eyes was still excited, but there was already a touch of solemnity.

Isn't the strength of Canshou shocked him?

"Wow!"

Without stopping, the canal hands moved, and the whole body suddenly sank forward, and his feet instantly exerted force, like a sharp arrow shot out with a swish.

"boom!"

At a distance of ten meters, Canshou appeared in front of the silver knife the moment he leaned forward, and the leaf knife turned and cut to the silver knife's neck.

Yindao's face changed slightly, and when he lifted his right hand, the two knives touched each other. In the dull sound, Yindao's body retreated seven steps in a row.

Every step backwards, a footprint will be left on the ground.

"Dangdangdang!"

Canshou didn't lose this opportunity, and the body chasing the silver knife stuck to it, and the leaf knife cut out continuously like running water.

The silver knife's eyes flashed again, and he roared, and the sharp weapon in his hand was also blocked, his wrist was shaking, and the speed was no less than that of the Canshou.

"Dangdangdang..."

A series of crisp impact sounds spread almost at the same time, and even sounded as if there was only one sound.

Because the dozen or so impacts were all overlapped and exploded.

The two figures kept colliding and entanglement on the road, and the two sides moved more than 50 meters away, and finally separated at the door of an alley.

After the separation, the broken hand did not continue to attack, wiped a smear of blood on his shoulder, and nodded: "You are very strong, but you have to die tonight."

The silver knife smiled faintly: "I know, one of you and I will die tonight."

Canshou sighed lightly: "I admire you very much, do you have any last words to say? Maybe I can finish it for you."

Silver Knife looked down at the cut in his chest by the other party, and his lonely and melancholy expression added a smile: "Can you believe it?"

Canshou nodded: "Yes!"

"If I die tonight, bring the silver knife to her for me and tell her that I don't have to wait for me."

The silver knife faintly said: "She is Du Yiqian, and she is in the Flower Shop, Hong Kong City, 1st Floor, No. 111, Causeway Bay, Angel Garden."

Canshou nodded: "Okay, I remember, if you die, I will definitely send your knife to her."

The silver knife raised a slight smile: "Thank you, you are a respectable opponent. If you die, is there anything I need to do?"

"No need to!"

Canshou replied directly: "I am dead, you will be killed by my brothers, and my family will be taken care of by them."

There was a touch of envy on Yindao's face: "It seems you have a group of good brothers."

Canshou sighed: "It seems that you have only one good master."

"Do it."

The silver knife revealed a touch of self-deprecating: "People are in the arena, there are always unsatisfactory things."

"Wow!"

After speaking, Yin Dao moved his feet and suddenly rushed towards Canshou.

The silver knife hit with full force this time, and his body was also drawn high. When he rushed towards Canshou, Canshou felt like a mountain patted him.

"Wow!"

Arriving in front of Canshou, the silver knife waved his right hand. It was simple, but there was a wave of bullying from its own, which made people feel a strong killing intent.

Canshou looked at the sharp weapon swept by the silver knife, and suddenly blocked it, moving as fast as lightning.

"Dangdangdang~~"

The sharp weapon kept hitting, and it kept wiping the bodies of the two people who were quickly approaching, and the blood kept blooming between the two.

But the eyes of the two still did not flinch, cold and sharp.

Then, the arms of the two holding knives were missed by each other at the same time.

"boom!"

The silver knife rounded the knife, swiftly raised it and slammed it down, aiming at Canshou's neck and slashed down. Canshou opened the knife and hit the silver knife's arm with an elbow.

The silver knife instinctively tried to defend against the elbow blow of the left hand, but suddenly his body trembled and his strength was mostly lost.

His face changed drastically, but he was already weak.

"boom!"

It was in this gap, the hand hit the arm of Zhongyin Dao and sank vigorously.

"when!"

The knife dropped his hand, almost sticking to the stump's hair, and shot it into a tree, making a humming sound, endlessly touching the ears.

However, Canshou didn't close the knife and slashed again, but directly hit the silver knife's heart with a punch. Although it was only an inch of distance, the power was astonishing.

In the next second, Can Shou kicked out, the silver knife groaned, and was bounced out by a huge force, slamming it against a wall.

"Boom!"

The silver knife smashed a wall of a certain age, and the body fell in all directions in the mud and dust, and the whole person was in pain, as if falling apart.

Yindao's heart was clearly concave and indented. The six places on his body that were wounded by the knife were like springs, with blood flowing out.

"Ok!"

He breathed in big mouths, and his pupils began to show astigmatism.

The silver knife is no longer good.