Yuxiang's iron fist was wrapped in a fierce wind, whistling. Nalan Yu didn't even need to look at it to know that if this punch hit, it would directly kill him.

Not a serious injury, not a disability, but a direct take of his life. It had nothing to do with the "no rebirth" rule, after all, he didn't have that time to heal.

He's going to die, he will. The immeasurable force would blast him like a cannonball, and then the terrifying shockwave would reverberate through his body, seep into his guts, seep into his bone marrow, and destroy every cell of him.

"No matter how many times I fight you, Kazami Yuka, I think so. You......"

"What a gentle man. ”

Nalan dodged the punch flawlessly, then wiped the blood from his cheek with his fingers—it was blown by the fragrant fist wind—and smiled.

"You know I'm in a bad mood right now, but you still want to say this kind of thing to anger me?" Yuka clenched her fist so loudly that her face was slightly distorted by anger, and it looked a little like she was laughing, "Is it because I wasn't beaten last time, and my skin is itching?"

"No, I'm serious. "Many times, you can use cruel means to slowly torture your enemies, but in the end, you choose to die with one blow. Like now, I've limited my ability to heal myself, and you should have had a lot of ways to make me miserable, but you still want to give me a good time. ”

"I feel your kindness in this. ”

Moreover, not everyone has this kindness.

"What are you talking about, you bastard!"

Yuxiang raised her voice loudly and roared loudly, like an angry lion. But her flushed face and slightly twisted expression still betrayed her.

"Aren't you very good at dealing with compliments, little Yuxiang?" said Nalan Twilight.

So, in order to thank him for his "compliment", Yuka also gave him a one-ton magic cannon and a one-way ticket to hell.

As a matter of course, Nalan Yu did not accept her "generous gift".

"Oh, it's dangerous!"

He dodged the cannon that pierced half of the Enchanted Forest with a rollover, and then patted his chest with a reckless heartbeat. He had just landed, and before he could stand on his feet, he saw the fragrance of the fragrance, holding her deadly fist, and rushed over.

"Wait a minute, wait a minute!"

Nalan twilighted his neck to dodge the punch aimed at the head, and said in a bit of panic:

"Actually, I'm not done yet!"

"Do you think I want to hear it?"

Yuka roared angrily, waving her iron fist, punch after punch, forcing Nalan Twilight to retreat again and again—of course, it was impossible for him to do such a suicidal stupid thing as taking Yuxiang's fist empty-handed. Her face flushed with anger, from her fighting spirit, from her burst of strength, and for other reasons she didn't want anyone to know.

"You have to listen if you don't want to hear it, what I'm going to say is very important!"

After Nalan Yu said this, he disappeared in a flash. Yuka swung her fist into the air, instinctively turned around, and saw the guy standing a few meters away in front of her, leaning against a big tree, facing her with his handsome face, and the smile that was enough to provoke her ten times, and said:

"That's right, I saw that your killing intent was so heavy, so I changed my own strategy slightly. ”

"I was going to play with you a little longer, but now ......"

"I'm going to kill you with one blow. ”

Just like you want to do to me.

The moment the words fell, Yuka felt a faint tingling pain coming from her left hand. She lifted her hand and found a red-eyed sparrow, standing on the back of her hand, pecking at her skin desperately.

"What's going on, this bird, when...... Not true!"

She subconsciously noticed the anomaly, but unfortunately it was too late. The bird suddenly swelled up like a balloon, and then exploded on the back of her hand with a "thud". Even though she reacted quickly, quickly straightened her left hand away from her face, and took defensive measures, the blood that burst from the dead bird's body stained her entire left arm red. At this time, she heard Nalan Twilight's laughter.

"Hah! I won!" he exclaimed triumphantly, "the vampire's greatest strength is regeneration? Is that your middle school gym teacher teaching you elementary school Python in Chinese class?"

"Listen, our advantage is to infect other creatures with blood, cheaply, and quickly, expand our numbers, and eventually control the whole world!"

"Now, I've poured my own blood into a sparrow, and it just burst on the back of your hand, and the blood is still very hot, do you know what that means?"

Nalan raised his hand with a sinister smile and raised it above his head, in the form of a knife in his hand, like a god of death, and raised its scythe.

"My ability is to 'connect' and 'disconnect', and blood is the medium through which it is activated, die!"

The lines are majestic.

However, his raised hand did not fall in the end, which even he himself could not have predicted. His expression froze, and shock was written on it.

"Is it like this?"

With her right hand, Yuka grabbed her left arm, which was separated from her shoulder, and threw it onto Nalan Twilight's body.

"I've got you," she said, "and I'll get you back myself when I've beaten you down." ”

Her tone, which sounded like she had borrowed half an eraser, was unusual.

What did this guy do just now? It's very simple, she tore the left arm that was stained with Nalan Twilight's blood from her body with her own hands, just like tearing cloth. In this way, Nalan Twilight would not be able to activate her abilities against her, after all, that left arm was no longer part of her body.

"It's worthy of the fragrance of the wind. ”

The severed arm slipped off his body, staining him all red, but Nalan Twilight ignored it. He admired it so much that he couldn't help but applaud Youxiang.

It has nothing to do with courage or endurance, and such a rapid response is entirely a judgment of deep consciousness, or rather, a judgment that originates from the deepest part of the personality.

If you are bitten by a poisonous snake, the venom will burrow into the heart within a few seconds, and how many people can immediately chop off their own bitten hands and feet? In fact, if you have time to think, everyone can figure out what is at stake, and you can know that breaking your wrist to save your life is the only option. However, after all, only a small number of people can raise their knives without thinking, and the rest died in that moment of hesitation.

When most people think of a broken arm, the first thing they think is "that's a hand." They will have an instinctive fear of hurting themselves, and they will be seriously injured, and they will resist it, and eventually they will not be able to do it. Even though they knew it would kill them, they still couldn't do it. It's not cowardice, it's just human nature. And those who think that "it is just one hand" have overcome fear, cowardice, and even instinct, so that they can treat themselves cold-blooded and ruthless when necessary. These people, in their bones, in the depths of their souls, are tough and unreasonable bastards.

Just like the wind and the fragrance, she just tore off her entire arm, and she could still stand in front of Nalan Yu without changing her face, without saying a word. Blood spurted from the severed limb like a broken faucet, but she was ready for the next round of attack. Nalan Yu even felt that the fragrance of the missing hand was calmer and more fierce than Fang Cai.

Perhaps, all those superfluous thoughts and anger have flowed away with a large amount of blood loss!

"It's worthy of the fragrance of the wind. ”

This surprise attack failed to solve her, which was really unexpected.

Nalan Twilight's tactics still haven't changed, and everything is going according to plan. As long as "like this" continues, the winner will be him anyway.

"It's worthy of the fragrance of the wind. ”

This is the third time he has said this.

Yuka didn't respond to him, and she stepped forward again, her remaining right arm poised to shoot like a loaded gun.

At this time, she heard a birdsong.

"You're going to be undefeated, aren't you......?"