Similar to the previous one, he still has no strange tricks, no opportunistic tricks, just as pure and fierce assault!

violent!

It's just that Blood Shadow's charge this time is even more surprising, the fierce momentum is really like a tiger in the mountains, setting off a **** wind.

Tian Mo who was watching the battle also narrowed his eyes slightly.

The blood shadow screamed, and the blood knife was wrapped in a strong killing intent, slashing in front of Canshou like a storm.

At this time, a sharp aura spread rapidly in the surrounding area, making Canshou and Tianmo both cold and solemn in their backs.

The blood-shadow eyes full of murderous aura burst out a blood-red light instantly!

"Crack."

The blood shadow seemed to be possessed by the devil in an instant, and his whole body muscularly rattled, raising his suffocating head like a lion.

In a deep and thrilling roar, he approached the remnant hand like a typhoon, cutting out the blood knife continuously.

"Swish swish!"

The shock of pure strength and speed!

Facing the blood shadow that was like a beast, the left hand steadily took a forward lunge, firmly grounded, Ye Dao also broke out a powerful fighting spirit.

A white knife shadow rushed past.

"call."

The blood knife slashed out again and again, and the white knife shadow shattered one by one. When Canshou withdrew eight steps, the blood shadow had already shredded Canshou's nine knife shadows.

It's just that these nine combos seem to be an understatement, but Blood Shadow has spent a lot of energy. He shouted at the remnant hand that was vomiting blood, and blasted the tenth shot.

However, this time, Canshou still stepped on, and the leaf knife changed abruptly, turning into three shots at the blood shadow.

Blood Shadow's blade shook, and slashed three times: "Is there any trick to use for me?"

He also kicked his hand in the abdomen.

"flutter!"

The moment his body shook and flew, his left hand slammed, and all the air seemed to be compressed to the left hand by his speed.

The condensed power is like a small blasting bomb. In the next second, a knife is shot from the sleeve, very fast.

Blood Shadow felt something wrong and hid it sideways, but it was already half a beat.

A silver knife cut a two-inch wound on his waist, and then it shot into the wall and buzzed.

This knife is exactly the weapon of the silver knife.

"boom!"

Can Shou fell to the ground, another blood spurted out, but he gritted his teeth to resist the pain, turned over and knelt on the ground, his face still unyielding.

"This time, it really hits me."

Without waiting for the remnant to speak, Tianmo stepped forward and looked at the wounded blood shadow and said, "Kill me, you can leave alive."

"Go to hell!"

The blood shadow that had already killed the red eye stopped talking nonsense. With a sudden wave of the blood knife, Thunder Wanjun swept towards Tianmo.

This knife wrapped his anger and killing intent, roared, broke the wind, killing the mighty, like a dragon going out to the sea, howling the world.

Facing this blow, Tian Mo slid out sideways, like a falling leaf, avoiding the blow.

It's just that the trash can at the back has to bear the fighting spirit of blood shadow.

"boom!"

With a loud noise, the one-meter-high trash can was hit by a blood knife, and it suddenly shattered like a broken cannonball.

Canshou smiled bitterly: "Be careful—"

"Wow!"

As the sky flew close, the **** shadow that missed a hit shook his wrist again, and the blood knife deflected and screamed towards the avoiding Tianmo.

Over the years, he has been hurting and slaughtering people. When has he been hurt like this? Canshou's knife made him inspire all killing intent.

This blood knife came so fast that it appeared in front of Tian Mo almost in the blink of an eye.

Tian Mo still didn't draw his sword. He took three steps back, avoiding the attack of the blood knife.

"Wow!"

Xueying opened his eyes, and the blood knife swept away again, and another ray of light seemed to pierce through the clouds and crack the electricity, taking Tianmo's heart directly.

Tian Mo still didn't draw his sword, and moved to dodge again. The blood knife passed by, and a piece of clothing was cut off by the tip and fell to the ground.

"But so!"

The momentum of the two sides is not at the same level at all, and the corner of Blood Shadow's mouth flickers: "I thought how strong you are."

When Tianmo remained as horizontal and quiet, the blood shadow's face of continuous attacks became more murderous, and the powerful aura almost enveloped the entire alley.

"Swish swish!"

As his right hand swept, bumped, and stabbed again and again, the image of the knife was a thin line shot out, all rushing towards Tianmo's life gate.

Tian Mo dodges quickly again and again, but the blood knife is like the arm of the blood shadow, very flexible.

It is like a poisonous snake, biting the sky and attacking again and again, and a few pieces of clothes and blood are flying in the alley.

Suddenly, Tian Mo fell into a disadvantage and was constantly injured. From the eyes of Blood Shadow, Tian Mo was not far from death.

Although in the storm, Tianmo was always calm, calmly coping, not in a hurry, and not caring about his injuries.

The black knife in his hand was never out of the sheath.

"go to hell!"

When Xueying pushed Tianmo to a corner, he suddenly roared and screamed, and the blood blade's momentum skyrocketed again: "Xueying eighteen knives!"

This is the killer of the blood shadow, this series of swordsmanship, all moves are the ultimate move that does not hesitate to injure the opponent.

So every time a knife is cut, there is no room for it, and no room for it.

A series of blood knives flew out sharply, like the setting sun, like a broken moon and broken clouds.

The terrifying aura, the red blood knife, the majestic murderous intent, eighteen knives, just like the harvester, constantly slashed towards the sky.

Canshou yelled again: "Be careful!"

Tian Mo still did not resist, did not release the sword, and continued to move his body, avoiding the blood knife that was slashing towards him.

Hair, clothes, blood, falling from Tianmo's body, at least four knives cut him, he is like a candle, bearing the sharpness of a blood knife.

It's just that this candle is tougher. Although it left a lot of scars, it still wasn't cut off by the blood knife.

Tian Mo continued to avoid the attack.

"Swish swish!"

Xueying took another step forward, transforming into seven knives from the last knife, each knife seemed to have infinite changes, but there was no change at all.

It seems to be floating like a white cloud, but thick as a mountain, as light as a swallow, but as poisonous as a snake.

Tian Mo didn't fight back, didn't parry.

He continued to hide.

"Zi—"

With a sharp sound, Tianmo's chest had an extra scratch, not deep, but very long, at least four inches, causing his chest to be instantly stained with blood.

The corners of Canshou's mouth couldn't stop moving, and the violent blood shadow was really terrifying.

However, even though the seven swords of Xueying were powerful, they still didn't kill Tianmo.

The blood shadow is very strange. It is obvious that the knife has been pierced into his heart, but it just rubbed against his clothes.

Obviously the knife had penetrated his throat, but it slipped past his neck.

The way and change of every knife stabbing seemed to be in Tianmo's expectation.

"Wow!"

Suddenly, Blood Shadow kicked the wall into the air, and struck from a high place. The momentum of the blow was shocking and swift, possessing a killing intent that made even the bone marrow cold.

The blood blade is so terrible that it cannot be resisted!

"Be careful--"

Canshou couldn't help but let out a sigh, obviously knowing it was a fatal blow.

At this moment, Tianmo leaned back, shot his body, and shot forward, and at the same time his right hand shook.

"Ding!"

The black knife is out of its sheath!

The light of the sword flashed in front of Canshou, and in front of the blood shadow, as fast as a rainbow, Senhan's murderous intent, cold deep into his bones!

The blood shadow saw the light of the knife. At the same time he saw the light of the knife, all the phantoms cut out by the blood knife disappeared, and the whole person of the blood shadow suddenly became stiff.

He saw the light of the knife, but did not see the knife. When he saw it again, the black knife had penetrated his throat.

Blood also spurted from the wound, staining the black knife.

Tian Mo said indifferently: "You lost!"

How much bitterness and despair is contained in a single word loss!

Tianmo drew a knife backhand, and Blood Shadow fell to the ground, with unwillingness and helplessness in his eyes, and he would never think that Jiang Cheng was his home.

You know, he came here to make contributions and to persuade Liu Ye to act as cannon fodder for the thirteen leagues, but he died here sadly.

But if you lose, you lose...

What is lost is not only wine, beauty, the future, but also life... If you don't look down, the blood shadow will eventually die out.

Canshou struggled and walked towards the alley with his arms around Tianmo's shoulders: "Can you still drink?"

Tian Mo answered seriously: "You can have ten fried eggs..."

"I have no money!"

"me too……"

When the two were very depressed and walked out of the alley, there were a few more ‘vicious dogs’ at one end of the alley, and they moved dexterously to lift the blood shadow body into a plastic bag.

Afterwards, the plastic bag was thrown into a van, the car's accelerator pedal was stepped on, and the goal was clear to drive to the incinerator ten kilometers away...