Wang Xiaoshi let out a long roar and laughed: "Are you able to go?" The slender stone sword in his hand suddenly buzzed with a muffled sound, and the dark sword body glowed with a faint golden luster, and the back of the knife was like being pressed by Mount Tai. The slender stone sword in Wang Xiaoshi's hand made a calm buzzing sound, and with a sharp thrust, the cast iron blade on the back of the knife was broken into two, and the back of the knife only felt that the sword qi was soaring, and it was piercing, and he couldn't help but struggle to roll to the side to dodge. Brush! A wave of blood splashed, the back of the knife screamed, and the entire arm of his left hand was broken off at the shoulder, flying into the air, his body staggering backwards, and his face was full of fear. At the same time, the long knife with the hilt, like an eagle striking the sky, had already swooped down directly from the air, and Sen Han was like a real killing intent, enveloping Wang Xiaoshi's whole body. "Good time!" Wang Xiaoshi shouted, the slender stone sword was in his hand, he didn't put the handle in his eyes at all, the long sword slashed obliquely, and the long knife with the handle was domineering and fierce, as if it was attracted by a powerful big magnet, inexplicably stuck to Wang Xiaoshi's sword spine, and even the body that was as stable as Mount Tai shook a little. "Tai Chi Sword!" The handle of the knife is also a great master of national arts, and he saw Wang Xiaoshi's sword path at a glance, and just shouted, Wang Xiaoshi's long sword was cut up against the blade, fast and incoherent, and the handle was cold in his heart, and the five fingers holding the sword were almost cut off, and he was so frightened that his soul flew away. He hurriedly changed the knife in his left hand, and pulled a few knife flowers in a row, only to eliminate Wang Xiaoshi's offensive, and wanted to evacuate Wang Xiaoshi's sword momentum, but he only felt that the long knife in his hand couldn't help but change with his sword momentum, and he couldn't help but secretly complain. The two of them exchanged swords and swords, and the other people had no way to intervene in their hands, only to see the knife like a tiger, the sword like a swimming dragon, and the fight was not fierce, who could know that the handle of the knife was already in danger, and life and death were only between a line? Finally, Wang Xiaoshi suddenly let out a long roar, and the swarthy long sword suddenly bloomed with golden light, only to hear a miserable snort from the hilt, the long knife in his hand could no longer be held, and was twisted out by Wang Xiaoshi, and then his throat was cold, and Sen Han's sword shadow was like a shadow, stabbing at his throat. The long sword seemed to be possessed by a ghost, incredibly fast, there was no cover on the hilt of the sword, and it was too late to retreat, so I had to watch the long sword stab at me. The situation was like a nightmare, he was clearly aware of the situation around him, but his body couldn't move, and the golden light flashed in front of him, stinging the eyes of the hilt, and he couldn't help but close his eyes. Wave! At this moment, the back of the knife with a broken hand suddenly rolled over and stopped in front of the hilt, and the stone sword in Wang Xiaoshi's hand pierced into his chest, blood splashed everywhere, and half of the bloody sword tip stabbed out from behind his body. Blood spurted wildly from the mouth on the back of the knife, and the remaining hand, a heavy punch, smashed on Wang Xiaoshi's lower abdomen. Wang Xiaoshi snorted, the slender stone sword slashed diagonally, and easily cut the back of the knife in half, half of the bloody body fell to the side, he took a few steps back, only to feel a sweet throat, and couldn't help but spurt out a mouthful of blood. "Dick!" The handle of the knife was cracked, and the long knife in his hand waved, revealing a series of bright knife shadows, slashing at Wang Xiaoshi's head repeatedly, like an avalanche, unstoppable. Wang Xiaoshi's internal organs were tingling, knowing that he had been hit desperately by the back of the knife before he died, he had already been injured, and the violence and bloodthirsty battle in his heart were getting stronger and stronger, seeing that the handle of the knife was desperate with himself, he snorted coldly, and suddenly hugged Xue Yaxuan, his body rose violently, and the stone sword in his left hand crossed the air. A plain sword, but it seems to hide infinite mysteries, the handle of the knife is unstoppable, and it is forced to be blocked by a horizontal knife. The slender stone sword just now was soft, as if it had great stickiness, so that the hilt had no way to exert the sword momentum, but this sword was like a thunderbolt and rage, and it was masculine and strong. I saw that on the black iron sword, a golden luster bloomed, and a huge force passed through the body of the sword. The back of the knife snorted, and the long knife was shattered into pieces by the huge force, as if a sledgehammer had been hit in his chest, and his body flew out involuntarily, spurting blood all the way, spilling all over the ground. Wang Xiaoshi didn't stop doing anything, hugged Xue Yaxuan, his body was like a wild horse rushing forward, and in an instant he had already chased behind the handle of the knife, grabbed his left leg, and forced him into a semicircle and smashed him to the ground. Rumble! The round body of the handle of the knife, like a meteorite flying from the sky, smashed directly into the tattered concrete floor in the alley. His bare head was like a blood gourd, his brain burst out, and his entire body was no longer humanoid, like a bloody mass of flesh. Silence, deathly silence! Since the establishment of the Magic Knife Group, killing people is the same as ordinary people eating and drinking, they serve the organization, they are the sharpest knives in the organization, and for these people, since they joined the organization, their lives are gone. Their mission is to remove all stumbling blocks and obstacles for the organization, and use the most brutal way and bloodiest means to complete the task. Even the methods of cover-up killing, causing car accidents, poisoning, and falling from buildings have nothing to do with the magic knife team, with their great strength and the dignity of the strong, they can refuse those indiscriminate murder methods. In the eyes of every member of the Magic Knife team, the only way to kill people is to use a knife to slit the throat of the enemy and let the enemy's blood rush out wildly and make a hissing sound. They enjoy this way of killing, they even hate the use of guns, they still retain the old traditional swordsmanship and sniping methods, stubborn and ruthless. It can be said that every member of the Magic Knife Team is a murderous big devil, and they are all crazy people who have become Tai, and even the senior members of the organization dare not provoke them. Of course, they have their crazy capital, and the strength of the three Blade brothers, even in the unfathomable Elders' Church, they can be ranked within twenty. With such a crazy leader, the bloodthirsty and violent tradition has penetrated deep into the bone marrow of every member of the magic knife team, and in the process of carrying out a certain mission, they even slaughtered an ancient indigenous tribe in Africa, children and old people, leaving no one behind, cutting down the grass and eradicating the roots. If there was a hell, these people would have been sent to the eighteen layers of hell a long time ago. However, they are always human beings, always carrying the inferior nature of human beings, and after meeting the real strong, they will also be afraid, they will also be afraid, and they will also lose their souls, and their souls will fly out of the sky, and their faces will be like ashes. There has never been an enemy as strong as this guy I met today, so powerful that he is not like an ordinary human, as if he is a demon god from above the Nine Heavens! His swordsmanship is impeccable, elusive, and his strength is as irresistible as that of an ancient tyrannosaurus, and his speed is as fast as lightning flashing through the sky. Think about it, what a terrifying monster would be made with the strength of a tyrannosaurus rex, combined with the speed of lightning? Everyone looked at Wang Xiaoshi blankly, their brains fell into a blank, and in the hearts of all the people, there was a faint thought that they didn't dare to say: "Is there really such a thing as retribution in this world?" Wang Xiaoshi smashed the handle of the knife into a puddle of rotten meat, clapped his hands, lit a cigarette, and hung the stone sword on his waist bloodily, looking at the swordsmen around him who carved and carved wood sculptures, and said lazily: "Perhaps, you think that no one in this world knows your details, so you dare to be so unscrupulous, but I know!" In his eyes, there was a ruthless expression: "You are the most shameless and vicious killer organization in the world, the magic knife, in North America, the bounty of the three wanted blade brothers even exceeds that of Ben Lalan, I have always been curious about what the background behind you is, and now I understand it all." He spat out a puff of smoke rings and said word by word: "Your biggest proprietor and beneficiary is Xianheng Qianzhuang!" "Now, I just want to ask, Blade, what the hell do you want to sneak up on me like a clown?" His gaze, like a sharp javelin, was nailed to a corpse, and that person was the guy who was sniped by Wang Xiaoshi at the beginning and nailed to the wall with a stone sword. All the killers looked at each other, the three brothers of the blade, who have been showing their heads, leading the brothers, and taking care of the business, are all knife handles, and occasionally the back of the knife can be seen, but the third blade is the most mysterious one, and the killers of the magic knife organization have hardly seen him. However, everyone knows that the most powerful person in the blade organization is definitely not the boss with the handle of the knife, nor the second-in-command with the back of the knife, and the most powerful person is the blade who is always hiding in the shadows. The blade organization can do without the handle and back of the knife, but it must not lose the blade, and the blade organization without the blade will soon be swallowed by other forces or annihilated in all kinds of vendetta battles. This is something that almost all of the Blade members admit. It's just that the core soul of the organization, the legendary number one master of the Blade Organization, could it actually be this corpse that has obviously lost his breath? All eyes were staring at the dead body leaning against the wall without any breath of life, stunned. Finally, the corpse slowly moved, and a miserable white face of a dead person gradually returned to the face of a normal person. He was tall, opened his eyes at this moment, stood up slowly, and had an indescribable elegant demeanor between his words and deeds. If you hadn't seen it with your own eyes, no one would have believed that this young man with a unique charm would have been the one who died just now. "How do you know I'm Blade?" The young man slowly walked to Wang Xiaoshi's side, his attitude was kind and gentle, as if he was talking to an old friend, if it weren't for the blood all over the ground and the corpses scattered all over the field, no one could believe that the young man with such a kind smile turned out to be a top killer. Wang Xiaoshi snorted and said leisurely: "Some people, no matter how they pretend to be dead dogs, they don't look like them, not to mention that your posture is too disgusting, open your thighs, not like someone was killed, but like someone was wheeled to death, what reason do I have not to know?" ”

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