Chapter 697: Fearless of Death

The old man's martial arts are much higher than Yang Xianmao's, if Yang Xianmao makes a move, no matter what trick he uses, including his rain of flowers and his invincible Shang Fang sword, the old man of the plate axe will definitely not dodge, let alone panic, but now Yang Xianmao is attacking, it is actually a blood mist spewing out.

Before the three of them entered the city, they knew that there was a plague in Yinzhou City, and after entering the city, they saw dead corpses all over the city, and the smell of corpses drifting in the city made the three battle-hardened killers feel the cold hair standing on end, so they didn't walk, they walked directly from the roof, looking for Yang Xianmao and their traces, among them, the woman was a very clever tracking master, they relied on the information provided by the minions of the strong man with the mace, and they actually tracked Yang Xianmao on top of this attic.

Along the way, he saw too many terrible corpses, if there was no need to give up his life, no one would take the initiative to give up, especially when his martial arts were so strong and he was full of desire for money, after the other party spewed blood mist, his immediate reaction was that the other party wanted to die with him.

The reason is obvious, the woman next to the other party vomited and diarrhea, obviously infected with the plague, and with this woman must have also contracted the plague, and he now knows that the plague is transmitted by contact, and the person who suffers from the plague will spray a mouthful of blood from himself, which is much more severe than touching the body with his hands, as long as he is sprayed with blood, he is afraid that he will no longer be able to escape the danger of death, even if his martial arts are high enough to make him proud of the others, but he can't let him say no to death.

Therefore, after he detected Yang Xianmao's intentions, he immediately made a decision, that is, to dodge.

Therefore, his entire body quickly floated backwards, and the blood mist spewed out by Yang Xianmao floated faster, because Fang Yuan was all caught by the blood mist, and it was too late at all, and he couldn't dodge, so he could only float backwards. However, there was no space behind him, and he was about to fall down and die, but the axe was not in a hurry, and when the others fell down in the air, he immediately hit a flying rope and hooked the roof of the attic, and then bounced back lightly.

And just when he hooked the roof of the building and reverberate, Yang Xianmao was already prepared, and as soon as his left hand was stretched out in the air, he hooked the column next to him, and his body bounced back, and then like a javelin thrown, he flew towards the strong man who used the copper hammer.

The copper hammer didn't have time to be recycled, Yang Xianmao flew out and brought it back too fast, at the moment when the copper hammer was recycled, Yang Xianmao's hand had firmly grasped the chain of the copper hammer, and with the force of the copper hammer back, he opened his mouth and squirted a mouthful of blood, and sprayed towards the strong man of the copper hammer.

The copper hammer saw that the old man with the plate axe floated back and avoided Yang Xianmao's blood, and he immediately realized that Yang Xianmao wanted to find a cushion to pull and die together, so he was not allowed to take it hard. Obviously, this person had already contracted the plague, and he didn't have time to think more, he could only learn the method of the plate axe and flew backwards, but Yang Xianmao grabbed his copper hammer and pulled it back.

The copper hammer felt that the other party's strength and strength were not inferior to his own, and he knew that if he didn't let go of his hand, it would be impossible to take the copper hammer back before the blood mist spewed out by the other party sprayed on his body.

This copper hammer man is really a person who can afford to put it down, and immediately made a decision, immediately let go of his hand, let go of the copper hammer, and his whole body immediately flew into the air a little under his feet.

But in the middle of the air, he suddenly remembered why he wanted to learn from the old man with an axe.

Only then did he panic, his hands and feet fluttering, and he fell straight down with a weighing stone that had fallen into the water, and a long scream pierced the night sky, followed by a muffled and terrible scream.

No matter how high the martial arts are, they are afraid of the height of the building, and if they fall down from the four-story attic, it is inevitable that the people with high martial arts will be injured, because below is a courtyard paved with bluestones.

Yang Xianmao snatched away the other party's chain hammer with one move, quickly turned around, and rushed towards the woman who was fine.

The woman's face was a little panicked, he saw Yang Xianmao actually use the blood in his mouth as a weapon to attack the other two people, what flashed in her mind, of course, was what she should do if the other party also used this method to deal with herself, and she didn't know what it would look like when the copper hammer fell, and she didn't want to fall and hurt herself, nor did she want to beg Yang Xianmao for mercy, there was only one way to save herself, that is, before the other party's blood mist sprayed to herself, kill the other party, cut his throat, and he couldn't spray out.

So in just a moment, seeing Yang Xianmao rushing towards her, taking a deep breath, she had to cut the other party's throat before he could finish inhaling and spray blood.

She immediately screamed, and the whole person flew straight out, and in mid-air, her left hand Emei thorn stabbed Yang Xianmao's chest, and her right hand Emei thorn was horizontal to her side, waiting for Yang Xianmao to block him, and the right hand Emei thorn cut his throat.

To the woman's surprise, Yang Xianmao didn't dodge the Emei thorn she stabbed to the chest at all, and the Emei thorn only entered an inch, and it was stuck, and at the same time, Yang Xianmao's right hand had hit her chest, bursting her left breast, shattering her sternum, and smashing it straight in, smashing her pink heart to pieces, and the fist even burst out directly from her back, and blood splashed.

The woman didn't expect Yang Xianmao to use a lose-lose style of play, her martial arts were not as high as Yang Xianmao, Yang Xianmao was willing to use this method to fight with her, she had no way to dodge, she thought that Yang Xianmao was hit hard by the thunderous copper hammer, although he did not die on the spot, but he would definitely be seriously injured and difficult to support, so he took the initiative to attack, it was a good opportunity to beat the water dog, as long as he killed the other party, according to their agreement, he could get half of the reward, and the other two people shared the other half, so when she saw the other two people falling, she knew that her opportunity had come, but he didn't expect that this opportunity was the first place to go to the Netherworld。

The woman stared blankly at Yang Xianmao, the spark of life in her eyes quickly extinguished, but she said the last few words before shutting up forever: "So ruthless, so ruthless, you." ”

Yang Xianmao quickly withdrew her right hand from her body and threw the body back into the attic, where a dull sound of hitting the stone slab could be heard downstairs.

The voice of the axe came from behind him: "It's really ruthless!"

Yang Xianmao didn't look back, he endured the churning of qi and blood, and firmly controlled the blood in his throat, which was his weapon.

From the beginning, he knew that if he didn't have any hope of living today, he could do anything, Yang Xianmao saw that the other party was so taboo about Liu Dongyan who was suffering from the plague, and a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, so the copper hammer smashed by the other party, he concentrated all his body on his chest and abdomen, and the blood sprayed instantly between the chest and abdomen was violently shocked, which was also the result he completely expected.

If it weren't for the fact that his body had been tempered by the fire of yin and yang, it was extremely strong, and if he was replaced by someone else, no matter how high his martial arts were, he would not be able to withstand the fierce blow of the copper hammer whose martial arts had reached a super-first-class level, and he would definitely die on the spot with broken bones and tendons.

Yang Xianmao used his strong body in exchange for a mouthful of blood as his extremely sharp weapon, directly forced the plate axe back, and the copper hammer blade fell to the attic, while the two super opponents were unable to attack him for a while, he used his desperate style of play to kill the sinister woman in the three-person alliance.

The zipline in the hand of the plate axe has been withdrawn from the sleeve, and the two plate axes have been replaced with both hands, looking at Yang Xianmao and saying: "I didn't know that you could actually think of this trick, there is really your ......"

As soon as he said this, Yang Xianmao's voice interrupted him, and he said coldly: "Don't you know that you are standing on top of the blood I spit out just now?"

The axe's face suddenly changed color, and he lowered his head slightly, and sure enough, on the tiles of the roof where he was standing, he could clearly see through the moonlight that it was sprinkled with blood, because the blood was sprinkled on the cold tiles drop by drop, and it was at night, he didn't notice.

Looking back and thinking about it, he realized that he could only blame himself for this result, because he was from the place where he fell just now, and returned to the place where he was standing, and that place was the direction where Yang Xianmao's blood spurted out, of course, within the range of his blood, he actually just saw Yang Xianmao's blood spurting out an arc and falling in front of him, he thought it was fine, but he didn't expect that part of the blood was spilled on the roof tiles.

He didn't know if he would be infected with the plague if he stepped on such blood in his shoes? He didn't know how to heal, but this terrible scene in Yinzhou made him tremble, and Yang Xianmao's words made him feel like cold water pouring on him, but he didn't expect Yang Xianmao's words to sink to the bottom even more.

What Yang Xianmao said was: "You took the zipline and put it back in your arms, don't you know? Your zipline was also hooked on this tile just now, and there happened to be my blood on it, you took it back with your hand and put it in your arms, the plague on the blood has spread all over your body at this moment, even if you kill me, you won't live for two days, I will wait for you in hell, and then we will have a good time." ”

The plate axe said in a cold voice: "You don't want to be alarmist. ”

Yang Xianmao said: "I'm too lazy to talk nonsense with a dead man, you either come over and kill me, or get out, you stand there and block me from admiring the moonlight." ”

The axe was so angry that he couldn't cry or laugh, but he didn't dare to rush in to fight, because there was obviously a plague inside, but what if he didn't rush in? Escape? What if he really contracted the plague? Who would he go to heal?

He stood there as if he was stupid, but Yang Xianmao put the copper hammer captured in his hand on the floor, ignored him at all, turned around and walked to the table, and picked up the medicine with a trembling hand, the medicine jar was dotted with blood, which was sprayed when he grabbed the copper hammer when he flew back just now, and the blood in his mouth fell on the table and the floor, and also fell on the medicine jar.

The medicine in the jar was obviously stained by his own blood, Yang Xianmao only felt a sharp pain in his chest all over his body now, his bones were shattered, and the strength of his whole body was rapidly disappearing, and it was already very good for him to be able to pick up the medicine jar, even if there was no strong enemy Huan Si now, let him go downstairs for fear that he would die downstairs.

So he endured the last of his strength, slowly poured the medicine contaminated by his own blood into the bowl, staggered to the bed, and helped Liu Dongyan, who was staring at him blankly, and smiled miserably, his teeth were full of blood under the moonlight: "Girl, don't worry, the young master will go to the Netherworld with you, we have company." ”

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