So, after dodging dozens of times in succession, Chenxing finally moved behind a 50-meter-tall tree, wanting to use this as a cover, take a little breather, and casually accumulate his magic power in order to think about the next step. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

However, just after he had just breathed for less than ten seconds, in the palm of Butterfilell's hand, he actually held a "Japanese-style Taiyi Knife", naturally, it also relied on the power of thunder and lightning to condense and form! At this moment, he controlled this blue-purple thunder dragon, looking at it from a distance, like a comet, like a long broom! Not long after, he also sensed the magical aura hidden behind this big tree, so he directly swept it over.

In the blink of an eye, the log with a diameter of enough to be the size of a bridge pier was smashed into two pieces, and wrapped around the body of the thunder dragon, the stacked scales visible to the naked eye, also mixed with the broken pieces of the log, hit Chenxing's back, and blasted it dozens of meters away.

And now, after losing the cover of the leafy giant trees, Chenxing is like a hare exposed to the wasteland, facing the goshawk in the sky, and is constantly oppressed by fear. However, he could only accept the fate of "escaping" wishfully, and Butterfilier on the side only performed a few steps, like a phantom, in the dark night sky, disappeared, leaving only a few faint afterimages of arc light.

Then, like the reflection of a fierce enemy in the water, he teleported behind Chenxing in an instant. Then, reach out a hand and clasp it around the shoulder!

Immediately, there was a tingling sensation of electric currents, which made Chenxing, who had not yet been aware of the crisis, suddenly stunned, and with a panic on his face, he hurriedly reversed his posture, trying to break free from the restraints, but he found that the nervous system attached to his body had also fallen into paralysis, and he couldn't move half a step at all!

And his other hand, holding the Taiyi knife tightly, like an executioner in the Caishikou execution ground, slashed the blade of the knife in a horizontal and oblique posture, and slashed at his head.

"It's time, it's over, megalomaniacal!"

Just when Butterfilell mistakenly thought that the victory was in his hands and the general situation was decided, so he showed a grim smile on his face, Chenxing, who was in prison, gently threw the sword in his right hand into the air, and within a drop of about dozens of centimeters, the direction of the [sword handle] and the [sword blade] was turned around dexterously and quickly, and finally, he stretched out the palm of his right hand again, tried his last bit of strength, and held the sharp [sword blade]!

And at this moment, a heart-piercing pain suddenly came from the palm of the hand, and the skin and muscle tissue of the tiger's mouth were cut by the sharp blade in the moment, and a sharp pain was produced in a very short time, through the nerve endings, to the mind.

With this blow, the body, which had been paralyzed and soft due to the electric current, finally regained a faint sense of touch after being hit by the impact of the neuron named "pain"!

"You want to kill me?

At this moment, this huge Taiyi knife was slashing at its neck with the most savage and primitive violence, but at this moment, Chen Xing successfully moved his body, and in the race against time, he desperately broke free from the restraints, pinched the [sword blade] with his backhand, and slashed the sword in his hand sideways, and collided with the big knife head-on.

However, this thunder blade, whether it is in the magic power of the [Thunder Attribute], the innate intuitive destructive power, or in the most basic design and distribution of appearance, shape, quality, and volume, it is obvious that this Taiyi Broadsword does occupy a considerable advantage.

"Boom~Boom~Boom~Boom~Boom~Boom~Boom"

In an instant, the physical touch caused by the encounter between the swords and soldiers triggered a strong magical vibration. In this brief confrontation, Butterfilell had an absolute advantage, and he bent Chenxing's knees until his waist could not bear it, so he had to prostrate himself on one knee. Moreover, the tremendous pressure generated by these two magical forces over such a narrow area of force caused the rocks on the ground to shatter into pieces as if they had fallen from the roof.

At the same time, the area of thousands of square meters was also quickly torn apart by a strong thunderstorm, and the ground cracked, shattered as if it had been hit by a car window, and a pile of scum was densely scattered under the sunken feet.

In the end, in the face of this heavy pressure, Chenxing's wrist could no longer bear it, and a sharp pain spread to the nerve center of the brain. Immediately, he reflexively discarded his sword, as if he had been intimidated by an owl, and his appearance became embarrassed.

So, in a hurry, with the help of the tiny space supported by the sword, he tried his best to push diagonally upwards of his body, relying on this reaction force, like a gecko breaking its tail, quickly retreating behind him, and finally, he finally escaped with a rolling belt.

He actually cut his own palm, and used the feeling of pain to replace the numbness and softness, so as to barely regain the sensation of the flesh. Such an extreme method can be a more effective method when your life is about to be seriously harmed and you are in danger!

But what should you do next? The muscles and bones of the human hand are already quite weak, and if you are injured by a sharp weapon, if you are not careful, you will be completely exploited; although your self-mutilation just now only cut the epidermis, but after regaining consciousness, you do not have time to turn your palm from the blade to the hilt.

And I saw this precisely because of you, so I almost did my best to slash down! Therefore, I gave you a heavy blow, this force can definitely make your "palmar muscles" suffer serious damage that is difficult to heal!

Lower your head, look at the palm of your hand, and look at the "bloody" look! Your own sword blade has almost cut two-thirds of your palm alive! This level of damage is enough to make it difficult for your muscles and tendons to support the fragile bones between your palms again, right?

Your right wrist is basically abolished now, isn't it? If you don't believe me, you can try to move it yourself and see if you, along with the strength to hold the hilt, are gradually disappearing?"

At this time, Chen Xing threw the sword in his hand aside, and his body also rolled to the ground, kicking up stacks of dust, at this moment, his appearance became sluggish, and it seemed that along with his entire mental outlook, he also fell apart in an instant like his scarred wrist.

At this time, Butterfilier felt a trace of pride, and at the same time, in his weather-beaten and serious countenance, there was an unexpectedly excited look. Then, with a mocking smile, he taunted Chenxing, who was half-lying on the ground, in misery.

However, with the change of perspective, Chen Xing really found that on the wrist of his right hand, there was a terrible wound, the gloomy white bones faintly appeared in front of his eyes, and the broken tendons, like blood-colored shower curtains, slid down along the "fault" of the wound.

"Drip ~ Drip ~ Answer ~ Answer"

Drop after drop of blood, turned into a delicate blood-colored lotus, with the tendon injured by the blade, "from the shallow" dripping down, finally, with the short passage of time, the gurgling blood, began to melt the snow water, "sparse ~ boom" flowed out, the original blood-colored scattered jade beads, now, but gathered into a red "bead belt", one after another along the wrist wound, willfully flowed down.

This stream of blood is still warm, but for Chenxing, who was seriously injured, at this moment, his heart is gradually solidifying into a solid piece of ice.

Obviously, this is the "big vein" in the wrist, which is completely destroyed, causing more serious damage, which is not inferior to cutting the arteries and blood vessels in the thigh, and can also cause massive bleeding enough to reach shock??????

"I have always thought that among the magicians (martial artists) with various attributes, the most terrifying, and at the same time, the natural attributes that should be taken seriously and guarded against the most are undoubtedly those [thunder] that have the most destructive power in nature.

[Thunder], not only in terms of strength, but also extremely strong! Along with the motor nerves of the body, the reflex arc of the spine, and even every cell, they are activated by this electric current, and they have been strengthened by leaps and bounds! Therefore, the movement speed of the body has also been greatly improved.

It seems that my original judgment was indeed correct! With the attribute of [Thunder], at least so far, you are indeed the most troublesome existence! But so what? I have made up my mind, not only will I hold you back, but I will not only hold you back, but also allow Alice and the others to evacuate safely. Besides, I won't be hacked to death here by you so casually!

If, in terms of combat experience, even if there is a world of difference between you and you, then that fiery will to fight, that is, the sincerity of caring for my companions, I am far superior to you!

Do you want to know why? That's because you're willing to abandon your comrades who fought alongside you on the plains of Orpots! Finally, you've come to this sea with Silada, the traitor who killed his brother, killed his sister-in-law, and started a civil war in his clan, in a desperate quest for immortality!

What is the point of abandoning your companions and gaining eternal youth alone? If it were me, I would have ordered you to die on the battlefield with them!"

At this time, although Chenxing was lying on the ground in a [half-kneeling] posture, his posture did not have a trace of rickets, on the contrary, he used his only unharmed left hand, supporting the blood and muddy ground, and holding his neck and chest in a high-spirited posture, standing tall in front!

At this moment, from his blue eyes, a pot full of pride and disdain overflowed.

"You??? How can you understand me, a former assassin of the Fog, who lives in the shadow of the empire all year round, carrying out filthy orders, and how can you imagine the weathered desolation?

As human beings, no matter how long they can live, even if they live a long life, so what? For our species, youth and lifespan are limited after all!

We, you, and the nobles who provide resources for their own arrogance and indulgence by exploiting the hard work of the common people, without exception, cannot escape the laws of birth, old age, sickness and death in this world!

Even if, like those evil wealthy aristocrats, they have obtained a luxurious and prosperous life by exploiting the working class and squeezing their surplus value! However, in my opinion, it is just a dream of Nanke!

Therefore, whether I abandon my partners who were born and died, and live for a long time, or I advance and retreat with them, until finally, at the end of my life, I usher in the fate of disappearing from the world.

There is no difference between these two endings! Both are old and dead, and they can be explained by "different paths to the same end"! Rather than this, it is better to condense all their wishes on me alone! Pour out all their past resentment into my bone marrow!

It is up to me to bear all the sins! I am to bear all the responsibilities! In the end, it is naturally up to me to realize their dreams that they have been thinking about day and night!

For this reason I can use their lives without any fear, without a trace of cowardice or remorse in my heart! What then? Can all these sins shake my heart, which has seen through the world, in the slightest?"