Fight left and right in the sky. At the same time, spears and sticks appeared in Chen Yuan's left and right hands.

"Flame Knife!"

"Blood Knife Dafa!"

Two completely different energies exploded in Chen Yuan's arms, and a heart-piercing pain ran down the two arms into Chen Yuan's heart.

"Block me!"

Chen Yuan raised his left hand, and the flame knife set off a shocking wave of fire in the sky, and at the same time, the spear in his hand forcibly exercised the Blood Knife Dafa!

Must be opened.

The blood-red spear tip kept colliding with the black clown's throwing knives in the sky.

For a moment, there was an illusion that the black clown's flying knives were all resisted.

"The lambs on the grassland always run hard to escape the lions, but it was all in vain. The black clown sneered.

Sure enough, in the next moment, the thirteen flying knives directly rushed down, and the spear that was able to stop the flying knife just now suddenly dispersed, and the barrel of the gun cracked inch by inch, and it was on the verge of shattering.

"Poof!" The Dao soldiers were damaged, and Chen Yuan himself also received a backlash, and immediately spurted out a mouthful of blood into the sky.

His face quickly turned pale.

But it was the moment when the spear collapsed that Chen Yuan used Ling Bo to take a micro step again.

The flying knife smashed down again, slashing through the iron net under Chen Yuan's feet, and at the same time slashing into an iron cage covered by a black curtain!

The roar of a beast and the sound of chains on the ground could be heard from inside the cage.

But in just a second, there was no sound in the iron cage, and a cloud of black dirty blood flowed out tightly.

"Oh, it looks like someone helped you with the parting track!" said the Black Joker. The smile on his face gradually dimmed, replaced by a sad feeling that penetrated deep into his bones.

"It's a pity, it's a pity! I didn't expect to reach the last scene so soon!"

The black clown's hands slid through the sky, and with each swipe, there was a row of throwing knives in the sky.

"Human life will always end, no matter how much you struggle, it will always end!"

"That's life!"

The sad clown brandished a flying knife in the air and pointed in Chen Yuan's direction: "Goodbye, my dear S-class guest, at least today, I had a good time!"

For the last time, his hands waved down together, and the Heavenly Flying Knife, like raindrops, smashed down in the direction of Chen Yuan.

"The final chapter, the end of joys and sorrows!"

"!"

Chen Yuan's eyes shrank, in this dense situation, not to mention Ling Bo Weibu, even if the pace is twice as high as Ling Bo's micro step, I am afraid there is no way to avoid this rain of flowers.

"Stop struggling, the clown has already said it's time for the curtain to end!"

"Your sacrifice will bring this puppet show to a climax. ”

Chen Yuanyi gritted his teeth, at this time, life and death were at stake, and he couldn't take care of so much, "Chop Rong!"

He roared, his right hand twitched behind his back, and in an instant, a white hideous bone knife appeared in the sky.

The moment the white bone knife appeared, even the black clown's face changed, as strong as the black clown, he could feel a sense of danger from the bone knife.

...... What's that!

"Slash!" Chen Yuan gritted his teeth.

The bone knife slashed into the sky.

A black light flowed out along the blade, entangled with the silver flying knives in the sky.

Bang Dang...... Bang Dang!

The black light and the flying knife collided together, and suddenly there was a series of sound of fine iron colliding, and countless sparks shot out in all directions, dyeing the sky capital with a layer of flame brilliance.

"It's ...... The black clown's eyes shrank.

When he looked closely, he found that the spark was not burst out by the flying knife and the black light colliding together, but the black light directly changed the trajectory of the flying knife, allowing the flying knife to collide on its own!

Self-depletion!

Looking at the bone knife in Chen Yuan's hand, the black clown was stunned for a moment. Compared with the art of life that he has been striving for, what is expounded on the bone knife is the real art.

"Really, pretty!" the black clown smiled intoxicatedly.

That is, at the moment when the black clown was stunned, the black light opened a one-meter-wide hole in the sky.

Chen Yuan's eyes were fast, and in a flash, he jumped out of the hollow, lost his target, and the flying knives in the sky suddenly fell to the ground, making a clanging sound.

The black clown came to his senses at this point, and he looked at the throwing knives on the ground.

An inexplicable anger suddenly rose in his heart: "No, it can't be, I'm a black clown, how can I be interested in other people's art." ”

"No!" But looking at the throwing knives that fell to the ground like garbage, and the test subjects still roaring and mutating in the iron cage, there was a madness in his eyes that were painted with thick oil paint. Love to read

"Fake, that's all fake, it's just me, only the clown's puppet theater is the expression of art!"

"S-class Chen Yuan, I will never admit it, I will never recognize your art form!" the black clown's eyes were full of killing.

He turned into a black shadow and followed Chen Yuan's steps and chased him out along the tunnel.

"What a mistake!" At this time, in the tunnel, Chen Yuan was laboriously running Ling Bo Weibu, in fact, he was close to the point of running out of oil and lamp now.

His original intention was to go down to the tunnels to see what this "STS" organization was doing underground.

Then tell the senior organization what he saw, and his mission is over.

But he didn't expect that he actually met the black clown, one of the twin clowns, in that ghost place, the strength of the black clown is simply unfathomable, if it weren't for his use of two kinds of dao soldiers, and then use the beheading, I am afraid that he would have been divided by the black clown now.

Become the corpse soaked in that big vat of formalin.

"It's better to tell the information about this madman to Da Sixi, and I'll be less involved in this matter in the future. Chen Yuan said to himself.

Just when Chen Yuan breathed a sigh of relief, there was a sudden voice behind him that made his head tingle: "This guest, the puppet show has not completely ended, you are in such a hurry, the clown will be angry!"

"!" Chen Yuan had goosebumps on his back, but he didn't dare to turn back, and now he could only urge Ling Bo to take a micro step with all his might.

Stay......

Chen Yuan was already urging Ling Bo to step with all his might, but he could feel that the black clown behind him was still approaching.

In just five seconds, Chen Yuan could already feel that the black clown's sharp blade had been aimed at his heart from behind, ready to take his life at any time.

"Sleep, little darling!" the black clown's mouth curled into a wicked smile.

After Chen Yuan died, no one could deny his art anymore.

"Die!" a row of throwing knives flew out of the black clown's hand in a neat row.

Seeing that Chen Yuan, who was not far away, was split into two, but Chen Yuan's body flashed a little luster, and finally disappeared completely.

"This is! illusion!" The black clown sneered: "This kid really has a lot of little tricks!"

"But you can't run!" the black clown laughed more and more maniacally: "The clown's drama must come to an end!"

Then on top of the black clown's hands, there were two more throwing knives on the left and on the right, and the flying knives were thrown out and slashed along the edge of the tunnel.

It was as if a layer of fog had been cut through the tunnel, and then Chen Yuan's body reappeared in the black clown's sight.

"Guest, let's stay!"

Chen Yuan didn't look back, and continued to pour the aura in his body into the long sword in his right hand, which was Chen Yuan's last aura.

"Yue Nu Sword!"

Finally, after Chen Yuan fed the last trace of aura on his body to the Yue Nu Sword, a purple light finally flashed on the blade of the long sword, and Chen Yuan turned around and slashed down with a sword.

The purple halo with unrivaled power actually slashed the tunnel behind him.

"What is this!" The black clown watched as he shot out the flying knife that was cut off again by the purple halo, and the smile on his face gradually became crazy and bloodthirsty.

The second time, his art was cut open twice in a row in one day, which was even worse than throwing him on the ground and stepping on it!

"Kill you!"

The black clown's head was surging with green tendons, and the flying knife in his hand spread out again, and it only took less than a second for the flying knife to tear apart the sword qi of the Yue Nu Sword that was slashing at him.

He didn't continue to throw the flying knife at Chen Yuan, only to see him bow down in the tunnel, holding a dagger between his ten fingers. The eyes narrowed, and the aura wrapped around the black clown's body, and the two eyes seemed to shine strangely in the black.

"Roar!" The next moment the black clown roared, and the whole person flew out like a cheetah, from the previous feet on the ground, to the current limbs on the ground.

Although it was only such a subtle change, his speed was more than twice as fast as before.

In just a fraction of a second, he was behind Chen Yuan, and Chen Yuan could even feel the sharp cold glow of the black clown between his fingers!

The feeling of deep cold was like a steel nail that pierced deep into Chen Yuan's spine.

Chen Yuan shuddered fiercely, at this time, all the means he could use had been exhausted, the donkey skills were exhausted, and the mountains and rivers were exhausted!

If these flying knives behind him really inserted into Chen Yuan's heart, I am afraid that Chen Yuan's little life will have to end early.

"Bajiquan!" gritted his teeth, Chen Yuan suddenly thought of his favorite quote before crossing over.

The scar on his back is a disgrace to the swordsman!

Now that he is exhausted anyway, if it is really the moment of life and death, he Chen Yuan should also face it head-on.

But at this time, Chen Yuan's body no longer has half of the aura, and the Baji Fist that was played was tangible and godless, where could he deal with the black clown's flying knife?

"Don't worry, you're the guest I've been with the longest time, and I'll put your head in the most conspicuous place in my collection cabinet after I kill you. A maniacal smile escaped from the corner of the black clown's mouth.

His right hand reached out, and the palm holding the flying knife had already turned into a cheetah's claw, and it collided with Chen Yuan's eight-pole fist.

The four flying knives pierced into the bones of Chen Yuan's fist like sharp knives that broke through the enemy's formation.

The moment he stabbed in, Chen Yuan's fist was dismembered from Sen Bai's bones. Blood flowed down Chen Yuan's arm.

Chen Yuan gritted his teeth and didn't say a word!

"Haha, it's a tough guy, it's the clown's favorite collection!"