.The martial arts skills in this world are all killing skills honed through years of fighting and fighting. There is no sleight of hand, but only ruthlessness and precision.

This accuracy includes not only the precision of the shot location, but also the extremely precise timing of the shot.

Xue Wantao's attack at this moment was just when Lin Xi had just landed on the ground and his feet had not had time to exert force.

So Lin Xi only had time to draw the knife.

The long knife in his hand rose from bottom to top, like a black waterfall rolling backwards, slashing towards Xue Wantao's hand that was grabbing his face.

He concentrated on dealing with Xue Wantao's hand, and for a moment he did not care about the emerald green dagger cutting into his lower abdomen, because he knew very well that for his knife and Xue Wantao's hand, this emerald green dagger was still

What happened later.

The long knife and the hand came into contact.

Jiang Xiaoyi's long black sword is also engraved with fine flower-like runes on its surface. It is not an ordinary frontier sword, but a soul weapon.

Even though Lin Xi's cultivation level at this moment has not yet reached the level of a great soul master, and he cannot penetrate the soul power into the soul weapon, and cannot use the soul weapon to unleash its true power, it is still enough to cut through the flesh and blood of practitioners below the rank of national warrior.

Although Xue Wantao gave Lin Xi a powerful feeling, the feeling of oppression was not as strong as that of Liu Bo, so he should not have reached the level of a national scholar.

However, when this extremely sharp soul weapon came into contact with Xue Wantao's hand, no blood flew out, and no concussive force was transmitted that Lin Xi could take advantage of.

Lin Xi's expression suddenly changed slightly.

Xue Wantao's five fingers grasped the blade with extreme precision, like iron pliers, tightly clamping the black long knife in Lin Xi's hand, and dragging Lin Xi's people back at this moment.

Xue Wantao's face was slightly sarcastic, and the tip of the dagger in his right hand had already cut through the clothes on Lin Xi's abdomen.

Lin Xi's left arm caught the dagger.

"Dang"! There was a crisp sound, and his arm was not cut off by the equally sharp dagger, but a ball of metal sparks exploded.

At the same time, Lin Xi's feet finally kicked hard on the ground. With the force of this kick, he drew the knife with all his strength. The long black knife finally slipped out from between Xue Wantao's fingers, and his whole body moved towards

He staggered and rolled out, the clothes on his lower abdomen were torn, and blood flowed from a shallow wound on his skin.

Xue Wantao did not pursue him immediately, but looked at Lin Xi's torn cuffs and the crude metal arm guard exposed inside, and sneered: "You are only an intermediate soul master, how can you say goodbye to me?"

Lin Xi glanced at the wound on her abdomen, glanced at Xue Wantao's sinister face, and frowned deeply: "You don't want to catch me... but you want to kill me."

Xue Wantao looked at Lin Xi and nodded: "You are right. Although there are many practitioners who are stronger than me tonight, I am probably the only one who dares to kill you directly."

Lin Xi frowned even more tightly, looked at the young practitioner from the Criminal Division coldly, and said, "Then why do you dare?"

"To put it simply, because I am a dead soldier, I am ready to die at any time, so there is no such thing as dare or dare." Xue Wantao looked at Lin Xi with disdain and said: "And this time I am only chasing fugitives, even if I kill them to death

Death, although it will certainly arouse the anger of some people, is very likely not necessary to take this life for you."

Lin Xi said calmly: "Then whose death warrior are you?"

Xue Wantao glanced at Lin Xi and said, "You don't need to know this."

"To be honest, I don't like being hacked, and I don't like the profession of death warrior. In my opinion, no matter how brave you are, you are not afraid of death, and you don't distinguish between good and bad. You only know how to kill or be killed according to the master's wishes.

There is no difference between a dog." Lin Xi looked at Xue Wantao and said seriously.

Xue Wantao smiled and said: "If I kill you, you will have nothing to like or dislike."

"Then I will try my best to kill you." Lin Xi looked at Xue Wantao and said, "I will try my best to make you a real, dead warrior."

"My arm was so shocked that I was so shocked that you had to deliberately talk so much nonsense to delay your recovery. Do you still want to kill me?" Xue Wantao looked at Lin Xi and seemed to see Lin Xi's heart. After giving a cold smile, he stopped.

No matter what he said, without any tricks, he took one step forward and stabbed Lin Xi with a simple sword.

Lin Xi's body squatted down slightly.

Speed ​​and strength are originally the most effective means for high-level practitioners to deal with low-level practitioners. However, facing Xue Wantao's direct thrust, which only used speed and power to the extreme, he did not dodge, but only crouched down.

, and then suddenly exerted force, but also moved the sword forward, thrusting towards Xue Wantao with all his strength.

The long knife in his hand was much longer than Xue Wantao's dagger, so the cold blade approached the opponent's flesh and blood earlier than the dagger.

However, Xue Wantao still has a hand, a hand that is extremely precise and powerful.

His hand fell on the knife and held the blade again. The long black knife in Lin Xi's hand felt like it had been cut into a mountain and was stuck.

The long sword in Xue Wantao's hand did not change any direction and pierced into Lin Xi's body like lightning.

This sword was originally meant to pierce Lin Xi's heart. However, Lin Xi's squatting body turned slightly upward and pierced the top of Lin Xi's left chest, and then pierced the shoulder blade behind Lin Xi's back. A small sword tip was revealed in an instant.

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Blood flew out from Lin Xi's body.

His face instantly turned extremely pale due to pain, but his left hand was raised abruptly, and with the strength he had accumulated for a long time, he struck hard on the back of his long sword like a heavy hammer.

superior.

The emerald green sword body rubbed against the bones, making a tooth-piercing sound, and more blood flew out. However, Xue Wantao's originally mocking pupils shrank slightly in an instant, and the dagger in his hand pierced the

It seemed that it was not flesh and blood, but a thick mass of leather, which made him unable to turn the sword for a moment and opened a larger wound on Lin Xi's body.

What shocked him even more was that at this moment, Lin Xi could still burst out with such power as if he had not been stabbed.

"boom!"

His five fingers holding Lin Xi's blade emitted a dazzling yellow light, and there was a powerful aura in his body that shook the blade, blocking Lin Xi's power to drive the blade forward.

Lin Xi's right hand holding the knife and her left hand pressing on the back of the knife also splattered with blood.

His face became paler, and his body trembled uncontrollably, but his hands did not leave the long black knife. Instead, he held it tighter and pressed harder.

There was even a sound of flesh and blood bursting from his hands, but as he continued to exert force, the black blade dropped an inch and cut into Xue Wantao's palm.

Blood flowed from Xue Wantao's palm along the blade, and Xue Wantao's hand trembled and shrank unconsciously.

Lin Xi silently exerted force again.

He gritted his teeth, blood dripped from the corners of his lips, and his feet dug into the soil.

The long black knife slid along Xue Wantao's palm, and the blade instantly pierced Xue Wantao's chest.

Xue Wantao looked at the tip of the knife that was buried in his chest and the hot blood that came out, with an incredible look in his eyes.

In a moment of stagnation, he let out a howl like a wounded beast.

This cry was very similar to Mu Chenyun's howl before his death. Mu Chenyun was unwilling to die in the hands of a practitioner whose cultivation level was so different from his own, and he did not believe that Lin Xi could actually hurt him.

With a bang, the air in front of his entire right leg shook violently, and his knee hit Lin Xi's lower body fiercely.

Lin Xi's left hand was loosened from the blade and hung down. Her arm blocked his knee strike.

"when!"

Even though he was wearing an arm guard made by Zhang Ping and Jiang Xiaoyi, the powerful force instantly made the sound of bone cracking in his arm, and his whole body was knocked backwards.

The blade of the emerald green dagger quickly exited his body as he flew upside down, leaving a bright blood stream between the sword blade and his flying body.

Xue Wantao glanced at Lin Xi who flew out, then lowered his head and glanced at his left hand.

Then, he howled again, howling in real pain and fear.

The black long knife was still tightly held in Lin Xi's hand, but all five fingers of his left hand had fallen to the ground, leaving only half of his palm. The white bones were oozing with blood, and it looked extremely terrifying.

The moment he flew backwards, Lin Xi only did one thing. He used all his strength to turn the long black knife in his right hand.

The tip of his knife had withdrawn from Xue Wantao's chest, but Xue Wantao's left hand was still holding the knife.

So Xue Wantao's five fingers fell from his hand like five tiny radishes.

…

Lin Xi fell to the ground.

Even though he was doing balance training every day, he couldn't control his balance at this moment and fell slumped to the ground.

His left shoulder was a mess of blood and flesh, and his left arm hung weakly. There was blood dripping from the palm of his right hand holding the handle of the long knife. However, he still leaned on the ground with the knife and controlled the trembling all over.

, stood up quickly.

Seeing a wound on his chest, Xue Wantao still couldn't believe it as he held the severed palm of his left hand. A proud and mocking smile appeared on his face.

"Low-level practitioners can also kill high-level practitioners...I said, I will try my best to kill you."

Lin Xi gasped, raised the black long knife in her hand, and prepared to approach Xue Wantao, who was injured more seriously than herself.

Now is the best time to kill this cultivator, and since the other party comes with the most real murderous intention, it is naturally impossible for him to hold anything back.

Xue Wantao suddenly laughed maniacally, laughing like crazy: "Lin Xi... Even so, do you think you can kill me? Do you think I am the only one in this mountain? How can you escape after suffering such an injury?

What?"

Although he did not expect Lin Xi to have such a strong and tenacious will, and the injury on his chest near the heart was more serious than Lin Xi's, his cultivation and perception were after all much higher than Lin Xi's. After he suddenly burst into crazy laughter,

Lin Xi suddenly paused, and then he heard some slight sounds of stepping on the ground.
Chapter completed!