Blood splattered from the smooth fracture. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Like rain.

Rain of blood in the wind.

The blood stained the two facing each other in an instant.

Duan was stunned for a moment, a little puzzled, a little confused, a little confused, he looked at Liu Fuling, and then looked down at his arm that fell to the ground.

Like a ridiculous piece of garbage, it fell worthless on the dirty ground.

Liu Fuling will not wait for more of his reaction, but at this moment, his state is not much better.

The right arm that wielded the palm knife hung down softly, and the veins spasmed like a convex earthworm, and the right half of his body was also crooked, and the other half of his body that was supporting it couldn't stop trembling violently.

His palm knife was originally intended to cut Duan Pawn from it, and his knife was aimed at the head man, but unfortunately at the moment when he was about to hit, he was dodged by Duan Pawn with a single shot.

He was now like a decaying old man in the middle of the wind and leaves, as if he would fall down at any moment, and the blood splattered down on his face and body like countless hot rain.

He moved his thoughts in this rain to guide the floating slaughter.

The bleeding stopped abruptly in the next moment.

Duan Pawn tilted his head and grabbed the stabbing Futu, he grinned, his teeth crunched, he felt absurd now, the sharp pain spread throughout his body, and it intensified, he obviously had always been in control.

At the moment when the palm knife cut, he was supposed to block it, but in the end he chose to dodge.

He picked up a life, a reluctant life.

Anger, insults, damage, and long-standing admonitions, these emotions weighed down the pain of the broken arm, and he raised the only remaining left arm that grabbed Futu, and slammed it to the ground.

Under the bang, the wind and sand rose.

Then.

A terrible scream of indiscernible meaning rang out at this time.

It came clearly from the huge chariot behind the two of them.

Duan Pawn's movements froze, and the wind and sand thrown up fell on the trembling Liu Fuling, only a slight stinging pain, and the dry sand and blood stuck to his body, making the young man look even more embarrassed than Duan Pawn.

Duan Pawn still glanced back at such a critical moment.

Liu Fuling's fingers curled slightly, and Fu Tu jumped out of the grasp of Duan Pawn who was out of his mind for a moment, and returned to his hand, the young man gasped violently, he was no longer able to control it with his mind, and this time he forcibly mobilized the power of the magic knife, just a little bit, and it made him pay an unusually heavy price.

A few days ago, I had a sense, a very weak sense, and I was sure in my heart, but I never used it, and now I have only used it a little bit to understand the huge difference between being manipulated by a knife and manipulating a knife.

At this moment, the young man's body was in tatters and chaos, and his meridians and veins were in a mess.

Liu Fuling let himself take a step, his body was tilted, his movements were slow, his posture was clumsy, but his eyes were extremely fierce and vicious, and in the bursts of tinnitus, the pitch-black stick pierced straight out.

Duan Pawn's expression was like a pool of stagnant water, he stood in place, spread his legs, bowed slightly, bent his left arm, his fingers flicked in the air, and a spiral of energy landed on the tip of Futu accurately.

Liu Fuling couldn't see it, but he could clearly feel a rotating force falling, penetrating the entire stick body in a blink of an eye, driving the floating slaughter to rotate in the palm of his hand, the skin and flesh rubbed against it, the hot pain, the blood and water flowed out, Liu Fuling didn't seem to feel it, and the pitch-black stick was still moving forward steadily.

The boy was laughing, laughing at his caution, I cut off your arm, and you still play this small and unseen trick with me?

Duan Pawn suddenly let out a beastly roar, his feet sank into the ground, he waved his arms down and up violently, as if he was going to throw something, Liu Fuling's stick was already on his chest, and the next moment, the young man rose into the air, he looked down and found that the whole person was thrown up with a piece of square feet of ground under his feet!

He was tossed with the ground and the wind.

Duan Pawn, whose face was hideous and his eyes were as red as a beast, followed closely behind, stepping into the air, he clenched his fists, and the ground under the boy's feet collapsed, not a downward trend, but smashed upwards at an extremely fast speed.

These irregularities of stone are menacing, with an unusually high speed and spiral energy.

Liu Fuling watched, let go, the floating slaughter fell, and suddenly stopped, slowly swirling under his feet, and he hugged into a ball, like a funny ball.

In the crackling sound, most of the rubble was blocked, and some brushed the boy by, and a few actually hit him.

Duan Pawn's fist also slammed over mercilessly.

Liu Fuling hit the ground like a meteorite and fell to the ground.

It seems that the situation is repeating itself again, and it seems that there is a stalemate between the two again.

Duan Pawn landed, smoke and dust filled the ground, everything was blurry, but in his unaffected vision, he didn't see the boy who smashed on the ground.

A pale hand poked out from behind him like a ghost.

Duan Pawn's body immediately leaned back and hit it directly, but his back was empty, he used force under his feet, braked the castration, and the hand reached out again, he elbowed backwards, hitting a sharp object, he touched it and retracted, and he was about to rush forward, the sharp but not the slightest stab came over.

The wind swept between square inches.

One hand grabbed Duan pawn's hair, tore it downward, and one after another wind blades slashed across that arm, the skin and flesh opened, and the flesh flew sideways, that hand changed to grasp, Duan pawn ignored the foreign object that pierced into his left arm, turned around, and looked over.

As he looked over, his waist was the axis, one leg was slightly bent, and the other leg was raised, and he kicked out like a whip.

The leg slashed through the air in a half-arc from the bottom up, and it was vigorous.

With a terrible sneer, Duan Pawn's legs stopped in mid-air, and he saw the young man who appeared in the dust, it was a monster's face, and there was extreme madness and bloodlust in it.

But Duan's pawn's expression was not much worse.

The two of them, at this point, really don't care about any moves anymore.

Liu Fuling grabbed Duan pawn's leg with his left hand, and the person was pushed by the momentum to slide out for a while, his limp right arm was thrown out entirely, and he hit Duan pawn's leg with a snap, Duan pawn's fist followed by a fist and smashed into his forehead, Liu Fuling's head leaned back as much as he could, let go of his hand, took a step back, and Futu was held in his hand and stabbed at Duan pawn's wrist that had not yet been withdrawn.

Duan pawn opened his palm and grabbed Futu, Liu Fuling let go of Futu, but he still went to catch it, the person got closer, and slapped his palm to his heart, Duan pawn stroked out with one foot, swept towards Liu Fuling's plate, the young man caught it hard, his palm was already attached to his heart, and his thin strength was swallowed.

Duan Pawn slapped a brutal headbutt, Liu Fuling did not lean back this time, and he also hit the headbutt together.

"Uhh

The two heads bounced apart in the agitation.

The strength in Liu Fuling's palm finally spit out, although it was faint and chaotic, Duan Pawn was covered in a while, his already ugly face was even more pale, and the corners of his mouth were bloody.

Liu Fuling completely ignored the vertigo head, his palm turned into a fist, and the moment he left his heart an inch, the fist hit the same place again.

Duan Pawn took a step back, and finally grabbed Fu Tu's left hand and retracted it, a fist hammered into the young man's temple, Liu Fuling's head was tilted to the side, in the ear holes, in the nose, between the eyes, oozing a trace of blood, the young man's other hand grabbed Duan Pawn's elbow, and the other fist that hit the chest slid through a small semicircle, and punched Duan Pawn's forearm.

"Click-"

After such a crackling sound, Duan Pawn's only remaining left arm bent into a twisted shape.

Liu Fuling opened his mouth, laughed silently, grabbed the leg that Duan pawn kicked in the roar, recaptured Futu, and plunged a stick straight into the middle of his kneecap, twisting and spinning, and stepping on Duan pawn's stomach.

Duan Pawn bowed down and flew out, and at the same time, half of his leg that was twisted but still had a belt tendon was torn off!

Liu Fuling lifted the floating slaughter that was still attached to the stump leg and threw it out like a spear.

Fu Tu passed through the middle of Duan Luan's chest and pinned him directly to the ground.

Duan Pawn was like a completely damaged puppet, with a mutilated body, white stubble, filthy and flowing blood, he looked at the sky with gray eyes, in a trance, all the terrible dark emotions surged up, pressing on his throat, he screamed silently, all the ups and downs were too abrupt and unbearable, he pedaled with the only leg that could move, but there was nothing but kicking up a whirling dust.

At this point, the blood is smeared all over the ground, red with black, like a painter's frustration and even despair.

Liu Fuling did not walk towards him as a victor, the young man staggered, his body was ragged, like a beggar, he staggered to the side of Duan pawn, sat down, looked at the lifeless Duan pawn, wiped a handful of blood stains on his face, and patted Duan pawn on the shoulder.

"It's so hard to kill you now, how do you say I should kill in the future?" Liu Fuling blinked his eyes effortlessly, looked somewhere, and raised his hand weakly.

"Look, your sister is out." Liu Fuling looked at Duan Pawn, who was gradually recovering his senses, "It must be like you said, if you are hungry, if you don't give her food, what will she eat." ”

Duan Pawn trembled, his head lifted and fell back to the ground, his mouth wide open, blood gushing out along with a hoarse and muffled voice.

"Go back—"

His eyes tried his best to look in the direction of the chariot, and there was great fear in his eyes, even when facing Liu Fuling, when facing a broken arm, or even when facing death, he didn't show any fear, but at this moment......

He was scared.

Liu Fuling smiled, his smile was very light, he looked ahead, looking at the two figures.

"Am I looking like a villain now?" The young man put his hand on the floating tutu that stood on the chest of Duan pawn, "Won...... Villain. ”

Looking at the miserable Duan pawn, he wanted to laugh, but in the end it turned into a self-deprecating laugh.

He laughed self-deprecatingly.

Only he himself clearly understood.

That mockery is deeper than all else.

……