The understanding of Assassins is often very limited, believing that they are poisonous snakes lurking in the shadows, waiting for an opportunity to kill people, or kill them with one blow and fly away, or miss a blow and flee thousands of miles away.

However, this understanding is very one-sided, in fact, in the eyes of a real assassin, he has the belief that he will die, and only by abandoning all his worries, condensing the essence, qi, and spirit of the whole body on this sword, and concentrating on stabbing it, can he condense his life's strength and bloom at one point.

Every true Assassin is, first and foremost, a dead man.

This is a requirement for a true assassin, and as a king-level assassin, Kill can naturally do better.

At the moment when the Blood Fiend's head was about to be captured, he moved, like an off-string arrow, so fast that it was difficult to catch with the naked eye.

Black flames actually burned on his body, and at the moment he approached the blood demon, the terrifying killing machine was instantly shrouded, and the shadows swept away, and the next moment, the dazzling sword light cut through the darkness, like the dawn of the morning, and the black curtain faded like a tide, unstoppable.

He actually burned his soul and forcibly increased his strength to the limit, and his breath was actually raised to a terrifying state in just two seconds, which was not weaker than the strength of the blood demon head in the slightest!

Although this peak state only lasted for a breath, it began to be unstable, this casually occupied body could not bear it, began to collapse, and the muscles fell off like sand, but that was enough, it should be that the dazzling brilliance has bloomed!

Although he didn't have a sword in his hand, his whole body was a sword at the moment, and every pore was spewing out fierce sword qi.

Death blooms!

"Don't!"

Mo Yu shouted.

But it was too late, the killing eyes were staring at the blood demon's head, and as long as it moved forward, the sword qi finally fell on its body!

"Ahh

The Blood Fiend's head let out a roar of pain, anger in his voice that was hard to hide.

A pitch-black sword tip poked out of his left eye socket, and he was actually pierced through the back of his head!

Even if he was beheaded thousands of years ago, the abbot with great powers paid the price of his life, and then he still couldn't destroy his head and body.

But he was pierced through his head at this moment, a head that was harder than his neck!

The killing was gone, and the body he used temporarily was broken into pieces and scattered on the ground, and the internal organs, intestines, muscles, and bones were scattered everywhere, red, white, and green, extremely bloody and terrifying.

However, instead of disappearing, he burned his soul and forged himself into a killing sword at the last moment, piercing the back of the Blood Demon's skull and piercing directly through his eye socket!

How similar is this to what those eminent monks did thousands of years ago?

"Ahh

The Blood Demon roared, roared, the terrifying aura turbulent, the ground shook, he tried his best to pull out the sword, but killing did not let him get his wish, the soul sword trembled slightly, the pitch-black flames on it soared again, the power increased again, and he bit the blood demon's head to prevent him from succeeding.

He wants to nail the head of the blood demon to death, so that he can't move, so that he can't hurt his master, although he can't trap this demon for long, at most until his soul burns out, but he also wins the hope of his master's life, because he knows that Wang Fan and the others are outside the formation, and they are trying to open the formation from the outside, and if he doesn't delay for a minute at this moment, the chance of the master being saved will be greater.

The Blood Demon also understood his intentions at this moment, and roared even more frantically, but the sword that was transformed into killing was like a nail, biting him to death, no matter how he flew, how he flew, how he struggled, it was firmly inserted into it, burning black flames, making the Blood Demon always in pain.

The Blood Demon is indeed going crazy at the moment, he really can't understand the world, why do he always encounter these crazy people who are not afraid of death, even if they are wiped out, they have to bite him like a mad dog, what kind of position is their lives in their hearts? Why are these people sacrificing their lives as if they are leaving behind, what are these crazy people thinking?

He was mad, and the dark blue horror fire in the sockets of the black hole burned violently.

Mo Yu also looked at the tragic scene in front of him with a complicated expression, regret, and even more moved.

She never thought that this subordinate of her could do this for her, and he was really protecting his master with his life.

The Blood Demon's head was still roaring, the ghostfire was swaying, the black gas was churning, and the sword was just burning silently, no matter how he struggled, it was frozen, locked, and even a move was going to suffer the burning of pain, let alone get close and attack Moyu.

He was so angry that he screamed, "Damn, bastard! Do you think you can save her in this way? It's really stupid, not to mention that this formation is infinitely powerful, and it is simply wishful thinking for a few ants to break the formation, even if they get in, what can they do? You really don't know anything about my strength, even if you are careless and careless, but how long can you hold on? Hmph, sacrificing yourself to protect the lord is naturally a song and a sigh, but unfortunately your master is still unable to escape death! After you turn into ashes, I will torture her to death with my own hands!"

The Blood Demon head roared, turned his head and looked at Mo Yu with a pair of terrifying eyes, and his tone was grim and terrifying: "Let you live a little longer, this is what your stupid subordinates gave you in exchange for their lives, enjoy the last life, Jie Jie." ”

Mo Yu's face moved slightly, his lips moved, and he whispered softly, as if answering the blood demon's words, and as if talking to himself: "Yes, how can you be so stupid? How many times have I said it, don't always live in the past, full of fighting and killing, thinking about life and death all day long, the world is really wonderful, you should go out and enjoy a colorful life." How can you be so stupid? I was finally resurrected, I should know that life is not easy to come by, but I still don't know how to cherish it, how disappointed you are going to let me down. ”

Two lines of clear tears slipped down her beautiful face, like two strings of brilliant pearls, reflecting the radiant brilliance.

Zheng

The long sword that had been biting the enemy let out a clear roar, the tip of the sword trembled slightly, and the burning black flame began to sway violently.

Although the killing turned into a sword, he could hear every word Mo Yu said, and he could see the scene of her tears, which made his heart feel as if it had been smashed with a hammer, he didn't want his master to be sad, he didn't want her to cry, not to mention that he was saddened because of his useless lonely soul, his sin was unforgivable.

It's all because of this damn thing! Otherwise I wouldn't have upset my master, you damn it!

Killing spilled all his anger on the blood demon head, and the soul power burned more and more violently, the black and faint flames rose an inch, and the blood demon head let out a miserable scream, but soon his face was hideous, and his mouth was cracked and he smiled.

"You can't hold on for long, can you?"

(End of chapter)