After a chase.

Lin Yu's injuries, which were not serious, began to improve at a speed visible to the naked eye.

At this point, he didn't have much to do.

Feel the two people chasing after you.

With a smile on his face, Lin Yu slowed down his pace a little more, and at the same time, his body trembled slightly.

In the eyes of the nine-headed Buddha owl and the silver-haired old man, the two of them were overjoyed.

After such a long rush of running, there was no respite.

Lin Yu's injuries really worsened!

Taking advantage of this opportunity, they suddenly exerted force on their toes and jumped forward, narrowing the distance between the two sides again!

Seeing it, Lin Yu was within reach.

At this distance, once they are entangled, they will definitely not give Lin Yu any chance to escape.

Right here and now.

Suddenly, Lin Yu turned around suddenly.

Like a leopard hunting its prey, it saw the right moment and launched a thunderous counterattack.

The fist, pouring down like a torrential rain, broke through the air.

The thunder is faint, and the fist wind is whistling.

The surrounding space seems to be cut to pieces by the fist wind.

The most tricky thing is that all the fists he swung were focused on the silver-haired old man.

For the red-robed monks, they temporarily choose to hide.

It is better to cut off one of its fingers than to hurt its ten fingers.

Among the two, the silver-haired old man is weak.

Solve the weak opponent first, and then fight with the nine-headed Buddha owl in a serious way.

This blow, he used with all his might, and it burst out with a devastating destructive force.

Even if you can't kill the silver-haired old man, you have to make him lose his combat effectiveness.

However.

At the moment when he was close to success, a frightening flash flashed out and rushed straight towards Lin Yu.

The light of the knife is more dazzling and swift than lightning.

What a quick knife, such an evil knife.

No one could see this knife clearly, as if this knife was a shadowless knife.

Flash.

The lightning was not so sharp, so terrible.

On the knife, it seems to carry the power from hell, with the curse of death.

This knife is really too fast.

The shining light of the knife lies somewhere between the visible and the invisible.

The sky is panicked, and the earth is panicked.

The knife is out of the sheath, and the moon has no light.

Everyone saw the flash, but no one could see the knife.

Lin Yu's cold hair exploded, and his temples jumped suddenly.

The terrifying breath of death seemed to be within reach.

At the critical juncture, Lin Yu finally showed an extraordinary strong demeanor.

The fist that was swung out suddenly turned over and retracted it in a circle-shaped way.

At the same time, the arm shrank inward, the chest collapsed violently, and the huge rebound force exploded in the air with a thumping bang, like a firecracker.

With the help of this force, Lin Yu kicked hard under his feet, and his body was like an arrow and a meteor, and he retreated backwards.

Retreat from the retraction path, but between the lightning and flint.

Right now.

Suddenly, the corner of the red-robed old monk's mouth smiled, his right hand was erected in front of his chest, his palm was forward, his four fingers were stretched, and his thumb was bent.

A sea mark of Pingshan Town, flat pushed out.

Lin Yu noticed that the fist wind was coming, and his back seemed to be targeted by a poisonous snake, and his heart was beating wildly.

The front and back swords are shocking, and there are tantric mudras in the back.

There is no way to hide, there is nowhere to hide.

Boom!

The Tibetan Tantric Vajra Mahamudra is a killing move, and it is firmly imprinted on Lin Yu's back.

The huge force made him pause slightly.

Forthwith.

Laugh at......

The sword slashed, and blood splattered.

On his chest, a bloody wound appeared, which was terrifying.

The moment he was hit, Lin Yu exhaled deeply, and his chest collapsed abruptly.

When he couldn't afford to start, he moved back three points.

Dangerously and dangerously, the end of disembowelment was avoided.

Rao is like this, and the knife wound on his chest is still deep in the bones.

The heavy blow to the back hurt the internal organs.

His chest was tight, his throat was sweet, and he opened his mouth to spew out a bloody arrow.

At this time, the sword light flashed again and made a comeback.

The blood arrow that Lin Yu spewed out, mixed with a sharp sound of breaking through the air, shot towards the direction where the sword light came from.

Seeing this, the sword swirled and split the bloody arrow.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Lin Yu endured his injuries and rushed out of a gap in the encirclement.

But a sword light suddenly swept up behind him.

The silver-haired old man was like a maggot on the tarsal bones, chasing after him and beating him fiercely.

Poof!

The sword light cut a hole in Lin Yu's back.

Drops of blood, splashing in the air.

After being hit hard, Lin Yu didn't care about it, his feet were light, and he flew away along the fleeting gap in the encirclement.

The three people in the back didn't chase after them, but just watched quietly.

The figure that swept away from the air, like a goshawk with folded wings, glided for a distance and fell to the ground.

Victory or defeat is only in a split second.

Just before Xu Yu, Lin Yu thought that he had ushered in a good opportunity to fight back.

Unexpectedly, the low-hanging opportunities are often the deadliest traps.

He staggered to his feet, and the two wounds, one in front and one in the back, were shocking.

Wisps of blood stained the whole body.

"The clouds and smoke are misty, and the knife is gone. ”

Looking at the mysterious swordsman, Lin Yu said word by word.

The knife is invisible and invisible, and the knife is a glimpse.

The legendary shadow knife is really elusive, and its moves are silent and imperceptible.

Opposite, stood an old monk in gray, with a thin face, his eyes flashing with electric light, cold and a kind of magic that saw through people's hearts.

It feels very strange, like a ghost, erratic, and very good at hiding.

Even standing in front of him, people can't detect his breath.

"I didn't expect that the famous Shadow Knife had really become the canine tooth of this poisonous Buddha. ”

Lin Yu raised his hand and wiped the blood stains from the corners of his mouth.

Although he was seriously injured, he did not change his indifference and arrogance in the past.

"Master Lin, you have been stabbed by a sword and sword, and you have been hit by my Pingshan Town Sea Seal, and the meridians in your body are in a mess, so why bother to support it, it is better to ascend to Bliss as soon as possible. ”

The nine-headed Buddha owl clasped his palms together and said slowly, looking compassionate.

The silver-haired old man crossed the sword in his hand and laughed wildly: "Little beast, your time of death is coming, don't worry, I will let you live a little longer, and die of pain and torture." ”

The voice was extremely resentful, and the cold eyes were full of ferocity.

At this moment, Lin Yu was already in a desperate situation.

Seriously injured, besieged by the three top powerhouses, proud of his speed, and unable to exert his full strength.

Nowadays, even if you want to run for your life, it is difficult to reach the sky.

Before, the reason why the three of them did not take advantage of the victory to pursue was because they saw this.

Lin Yu in front of him is like a tiger that has pulled out its claws, and an eagle with broken wings, there is no need to worry.

Tonight, his defeat was decided.

……

In the command car, everyone looked at the surveillance video on the screen and fell into silence.

Defeated, defeated.

In the picture, Lin Yu was stained with blood, and the two bloody wounds made people unbearable to look at directly.

Although his expression is still arrogant and calm, the fact that the defeat has been decided cannot be concealed.

Mo said that now that he is seriously injured, even if he is unscathed, it is impossible to withstand the siege of the three powerhouses.

"The Shadow Knife, I didn't expect it to be the Shadow Knife. ”

The old director sighed and slowly closed his eyes.

At this moment, his heart was full of regret.

A demonic genius in his early twenties, who was among the top powerhouses, fell.

"I'm going to compete with him and experience for myself how fast this shadow knife is. ”

The bald old man stared at the gray-clothed old monk in the picture, his eyes flickering between opening and closing.

At this time, the elegant old man lowered his voice and asked, "Director, do you want to change the action plan?"

Now, how to support Lin Yu has become an empty talk.

Seeing the scene in the picture, everyone understood that Lin Yuheng's death was already doomed.

Rescue support, there is no point.

The old director pondered for a long time, and said slowly: "Change the plan, lock the position, and outflank and intercept." ”

"Now divide into three groups to act, and notify the base personnel, make a plan for peripheral interception, and block every intersection. ”

Immediately, he began to assign the details of each character.

The elegant old man, Mu Qingfeng, and Lei Hanhai were a group responsible for arresting the head of the Gu family.

The other three chief instructors are in a group and are responsible for encircling and suppressing the Shadow Knife.

There is only one person in the third group, and that is himself.

Tonight, the old director decided to personally meet the old acquaintance who had not seen him for forty years.

After assigning the task, he glanced at the screen again and sighed softly: "It's a pity, it's a pity." ”

Lin Yu, who is alive, is a super demonic genius who deserves to be won over by any organization.

But the dead Lin Yu is just a corpse.

In the end, it was poured into mud and crushed into dust, turning into a cup of loess.

"You're all set, let's get started......"

Before the words fell, at this time, the mutation was born again.

Lei Hanhai pointed to the screen in disbelief, and exclaimed: "Director, look, Lin Yu ......"

……

Looking at the crumbling Lin Yu, the silver-haired old man's face was full of madness and bitter hatred.

He gently stroked the sword in his hand, and said word by word: "Later, I will use this sword to cut off your flesh piece by piece, and when you die, I will send someone to the East China Sea to smash that little back, let thousands of people ride, let ten thousand people sleep." ”

The unforgettable resentment in his voice made the red-robed old monk on the side frown slightly.

"Master Lin, the old monk thinks that you are a generation of heroes, and your fists and feet are unparalleled in the world, and you can't bear to see you humiliated, so you can kill yourself. ”

After speaking, he clasped his palms together and sang a Buddha horn.

"Suicide?"

Hearing this, Lin Yu showed a strange smile on his face.

The laughter gradually spread, and the wild laughter began.

"Haha...... Haha......"

Seeing this, the silver-haired old man couldn't help but shout angrily: "Little beast, what are you laughing at?"

The laughter came to an abrupt end.

Lin Yu's face was solemn, he looked down at his hands, and said to himself: "Very good, very good, I didn't expect that just three people could force me to this extent." ”

Then, his head was raised suddenly, and his cold eyes stared directly at the three people opposite.

"Tonight, you all have to die. ”