Volume 2 Half a pot of turbid wine invites the moon to drink Chapter 297 Flying knives

The transformation between extreme movement and extreme stillness is a matter of course, without the slightest bit of waste, and it is as beautiful as an artistic performance, and the eighth-order warrior is enough to control his body to the extreme.

"Huh?"

Luo Shaojun was stunned, the other party was menacing, he had already responded, but the other party abruptly withdrew, this feeling was like a full blow, hitting the cotton, and the depression almost made him vomit blood.

However, there was no turning back when he opened the bow, he was not like Lin Yuan, he was ready to bluff before he made a move, and it was naturally easy to stop.

And Luo Shaojun is different, while experiencing the petrification of his body and being unable to move, there is also the full force of an eighth-order warrior, his body has already been tense to the limit, and after breaking the confinement, the instinct of his body is to react and perform the strongest blow in his life.

The magic power is surging, the blood blade is like a blood light that can open the world, and it suddenly comes, although the other party has stopped, but his offensive cannot be sent and received at will, and with the distance between the two at this time, he can't escape at all, and it is impossible to even make an effective defense at such a time.

And Lin Yuan really didn't dodge, just quietly looked at the oncoming blood blade, with a fearless expression.

"Hehe, I don't know why you ran up to die, but it's hard to be gracious, since you want to die, then I'll give you a ride. ”

Luo Shaojun smiled, he couldn't figure it out, obviously the other party had the strength of an eighth-order warrior, and the momentum emanating from his body could not be empty, but why did he actually restrain his attacking technique, stand where he didn't dodge, and sent it to the door for him to kill.

I really can't figure it out, I can't figure it out.

It's useless to think about it, since he can't figure it out, Luo Shaojun simply let go of the doubts in his heart, didn't think about it anymore, and slashed down with a knife like a long time through the sky.

"Woo Woo !!"

However, at this moment, there were three sharp sounds of breaking the air, approaching from far and near, fierce, but exuding the ultimate killing intent.

"I see!"

Luo Shaojun chuckled, it turns out that this is the so-called back hand? You want to kill Lao Tzu with only three flying knives? I have to say that you are too confident or too underestimate Lao Tzu, you are not very old, you are really naΓ―ve.

The knife momentum is still the same, in his opinion, it is impossible for him to be able to get him with only three flying knives, and he covets the essence blood of the eighth-order warrior who came to the door in front of him, as long as he can condense and devour all his essence blood, his magic skill will be broken in the near future.

The sound of breaking the air was getting closer and closer, Luo Shaojun erected his ears, silently calculating the location of the flying knife and the distance between the two.

When the flying knife was about to shoot him from behind, Luo Shaojun's forward figure suddenly accelerated and exploded, and his left finger flexed slightly, and two magic forces popped out, hitting the oncoming flying knife.

I only heard two soft sounds, "bang" and "bang", and the two flying knives were hit by the magic power, and the direction of the flying shot turned ninety degrees.

Three flying knives, it is easy, and the second one is broken, Luo Shaojun's heart is disdainful, and he dares to take out the small skills of carving insects to be embarrassed.

The only flying knife left in the fruit, flickering with a little cold light, was indomitable and shot sharply.

The three flying knives are combined into horns, taking care of each other, Luo Shaojun is still a little difficult to dodge, but if there is only one flying knife, he can easily dodge without spending a trace of energy.

And now, the war is in full swing, and it is good to save a little energy if you can save a little.

Thinking like this in his heart, Luo Shaojun judged the location of the flying knife, the side of his body, avoided it, and the flying knife flew past his face, cutting off a strand of scarlet long hair, and falling in a whirl.

"Hehe, this kind of carving insect skill also wants to take grandpa's life, it's really whimsical. ”

Luo Shaojun smiled, pouring all his power into the blood blade in his hand, he could already imagine the scene when the blood blade was split, the other party's head exploded, and blood was splashed, his big knife was already hungry and thirsty, and he couldn't wait to absorb the essence blood.

The thought of the endless stream of eighth-order warrior essence blood being refined by him, that refreshing pleasure made him tremble all over.

However, before the sinister smile on the corner of his mouth could fully bloom, he saw an extremely incredible scene in his pupils.

The throwing knife that should have been shooting straight forward when he dodged sideways changed its flight trajectory without warning.

From a straight flight, it became an oblique thrust into his throat.

"Poof!"

The slight "poof" sound of the blade entering the body sounded, and a wisp of blood as bright as a ruby drooped down, and a slight pain as if it had been bitten by a mosquito spread throughout the body.

As soon as Luo Shaojun reacted, the flying knife had pierced his throat, the sharp pain was surging like a tide, and the blood was "gurgling" from his throat.

"Ho, ho......"

Luo Shaojun gasped hard, a mouth was full of blood, and even his white teeth were dyed scarlet, he couldn't understand why he had already dodged it, and this flying knife could still change direction?

"Haha, call you arrogant, grandpa is standing here, don't hide or dodge, you can't kill grandpa even if you cut it. ”

Lin Yuan laughed, relieved in his heart, his back was already soaked with sweat, if he wasn't extremely sure of Brother Xiaonuo, I am afraid that he would not be able to do such a desperate situation.

Lin Nuo also smiled with relief not far away, to be honest, his pressure just now was really huge, a little careless, if the flying knife could not make meritorious service, Lin Yuan would fall into a life and death crisis in an instant, if Lin Yuan had an accident because of him, Lin Nuo was afraid that he would not be able to forgive himself for the rest of his life.

It's okay, it's okay, the flying knife didn't disappoint him, and Luo Shaojun didn't disappoint him either.

This bending flying knife is exactly the skill that Xiaoyaozi used to hunt the bloodthirsty wind leopard in the first place, and naturally it has been taught to Lin Nuo early on.

However, Lin Nuo has never had the opportunity to play it, and used it as a hole card at the bottom of the box.

The so-called hole cards are naturally to be played at critical moments, and Lin Nuo also relied on an unexpected flying knife to succeed in one blow.

It is easy to say, but the actual process is not simple, and the amount of mental energy consumed is also huge, first there is Kong Binglu's spell that imprisons Luo Shaojun's figure and gives him great pressure, and then Lin Yuan bluffs, attracting all his attention to the past, relaxing his vigilance against Lin Nuo, and after so many calculations, there is the final fatal blow.

Among these links, if any one of them goes wrong, I am afraid it is impossible to kill it.

"Ho, ho......"

Luo Shaojun's blood blade could no longer be handled, and he fell to the ground, covering his throat weakly with both hands, wanting to delay the passage of life, his eyes had become gray, his body was as soft as noodles, and he staggered and was about to fall to the ground.

"Let's hit the road with peace of mind. ”

Lin Yuan walked closer with the Open Heaven Axe, stretched out his hand and lightly, "poof", Luo Shaojun fell to the ground weakly, his gray eyes were full of despair and unwillingness, he never thought that he would lose so easily, he still had many life-saving means that he had not used, and the name of the Demon King had not yet been famous in Yanzhou, how could he be willing?

His hands were weakly grasping in the void, and his mouth subconsciously made a strange sound of "ho, ho", he didn't want to die, but his vitality was constantly passing, and he still had a good future, but his consciousness was gradually blurred. Until the end, he fell into complete darkness and fell into eternal reincarnation.

"Cut. ”

Lin Yuan pursed his lips, bent down and groped for a while on Luo Shaojun's corpse, then took off the storage ring on his finger, and trotted all the way to Lin Nuo excitedly.

"Brother Nuo, are you alright? ”

"Xiao Yuan, are you okay? ”

The two brothers said in unison, and then looked at each other and smiled, a thousand words, all in this laugh, and then hugged each other heavily.

Although the two brothers have not been separated for a long time, on the battlefield, there are many dangers, and it is a joy to be alive to be together.

"It's from the old thing. ”

Lin Yuan took out the storage ring that he touched from Luo Shaojun and handed it to Lin Nuo, speaking of which, in this battle, he was just a bait, but he didn't have any strength at all, this storage ring, he was naturally embarrassed to take it.

"Hmm. ”

Lin Nuo patted Lin Yuan on the shoulder, took the storage ring he handed over, took it in his hand and looked at it, and then walked in the direction where Kong Binglu was.

"Senior Sister Kong, here you go. ”

Luo Shaojun was won by the two of them, without Kong Binglu's assistance, it would be impossible for Lin Nuo's men to survive for so long, and at the last moment, Kong Binglu's forbidden technique was obviously not shallow, and he just threw off three flying knives, but it was a little bad to covet this storage ring.

Although even if he took the ring, with Kong Binglu's temperament, he would not say anything, but he was inevitably a little childish and left a bad impression.

"Take it, I don't lack it. ”

Kong Binglu smiled, like ice and snow melting, a hundred flowers blooming. For this junior brother, she is becoming more and more interested in her heart, and the final fatal knife, even she is a little unexpected, it can be said that she has truly experienced the ups and downs of a handful.

"This junior is disrespectful. ”

Seeing Kong Binglu's words, Lin Nuo didn't make any more pretentious excuses, and reached out to flip it over, and put the storage ring in his arms.

"Brother Dong is still trapped in the formation, since we have already killed Luo Shaojun, we might as well help him. ”

After putting away the storage ring, Lin Nuo saw Dong Hongliang, who was still struggling to support, and said.

"But we can't break this mask at all. ”

Kong Binglu frowned and said worriedly.

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