The black-clothed men who surrounded the butterfly showed their short knives together, and the exact same voice came from all directions, like a tsunami: "No matter how hard you try, human beings are human beings after all!" ”

Like a copied image, these black-clothed men leaned over and rushed towards Yan Slashing Butterfly with the slightest movement. At this time www.biquge.info Dai Xue's voice came from the earphones: "Captain, the information from the headquarters has been transmitted, and the effect of his demon technique 'Shadow I Really Kill' is to create a clone in five seconds, and the strength of these clones is very weak, and then ......"

"I see!" Yan Slash Butterfly interrupted her, the clone was just cannon fodder created by demonic power, and the attack that really had to be guarded against was the body caught in it.

However, it is still useful to create a clone in five seconds, so as long as you destroy all the clones in front of you, you can win five seconds of demon skill blank time.

For a slash technique with a single hit, five seconds is enough to make a difference between life and death.

At this time, more than fifty black-clothed people had already rushed over, and when the distance between them and Yan Slashing Butterfly was shortened to ten meters, the neat movements were disrupted, some of the black-clothed people jumped up from the front and pounced, and some sneakily attacked from the side.

Yan Diedie reached out and grabbed the collar of a man in black, and threw it with all his strength in the direction of the most turbulent coming, where the man in black instantly fell into a large piece like a bottle that had been washed away by a bowling ball. Then Yan Slash Butterfly began to swing his knife and slash, and the few black-clothed people around him who were close to him immediately melted and dissipated.

These clones with a lot of quantity and poor quality are not as good as they say in terms of the speed and strength of the individual body, and they are obviously making up for this lack with quantity. At first, Yan Slash Butterfly was still able to deal with it with ease, but he gradually noticed that there was a man in black who had been drilling around in the crowd, and seemed to be the main body waiting for an opportunity.

When he was distracted, two men in black suddenly rushed over and hugged him, and the knife in his hand fell to the ground, and a man in black in front of him stabbed him in the abdomen with a short knife.

He leaned back and backed away with the two men in black. Distance is not about dodging. Rather, it is to disrupt the rhythm of the attack of the person in front of him. When the guy missed the blow and handed the knife forward again, Yan Slash Butterfly roared angrily and his body rose up. Clamping his feet around the head of the man in black, and twisting his body, the guy's neck was twisted, and his body melted as it swirled in the air.

Then Yan Butterfly pressed his right elbow on the chest of the person on the right, breaking free from the restraint of his right hand. He takes the man on the left as the axis. The body swept forward, and he picked up the knife on the ground with a flash of lightning, slashed over the guy who grabbed his left hand, and then slashed through several black-clothed people approaching around him one after another, the blades swept past their vital points almost simultaneously, but when his body stopped, the black-clothed men with mortal wounds each inked and disappeared together.

But the trouble is that in an instant, most of the black ink appeared around, and this time it was not as many as before, this time there were too many of them. The threat is also greater.

At this moment, the black ink began to deform, apparently a guy was rushing towards him, Yan Slash Butterfly stabbed the long knife, and pierced the opponent's body firmly, and at the same moment, an arm holding a short knife appeared in front of him. Fortunately, his molecular cutting blade was much longer than the short knives used to stab, so they stabbed each other face to face, but the other party did not hurt himself at all.

However, the moment this blow stabbed out. Suddenly, there was a burning pain in the flank. When he drew his knife back and was about to shoot back, the person who slashed him had already laughed and ran away: "Captain Yan, your hands don't seem to be enough." ”

Oops, it's still a loophole in the body.

The flank appears to have been pierced. The pain still had an effect on his movements, the swing of the knife was a little slower, his reflexes were a little sluggish, and the fatigue accumulated from too many attacks. This little accumulation has become a fatal burden in the ever-changing battle.

Yan Slash Butterfly was still slashing frantically, slashing away every clone that approached him. But his body is like a machine, the loosening of a screw affects the overall function, so that the whole operation gradually enters a vicious circle.

The second injury was when the man in black was slashed, using the last bit of strength to slash his wrist. The third injury was when he was dealing with three men in black at the same time, and he was suddenly stabbed in the shoulder, then the fourth, and fifth times, these injuries that were not fatal injuries accumulated on his body and began to drag him down, and the exhaustion and excessive blood loss in his body also began to make him a little dizzy.

And all around it seems to be a shadow clone that is almost inexhaustible!

Fighting with a shadow clone is indeed a good way to play, you only need to pay the price of demon power, you can drag a strong enough enemy down and drag it to death!

Looking at these clones who seemed to be killing more and more, Yan Slashed Butterfly thought desolately, it seemed that he was going to die here.

"Dai Xue ......" said to the radio while slashing mechanically, and slashing butterflies.

"Captain, how's going on over there?"

"Don't ask! I now order you to retreat. ”

"What?"

"Don't ask, retreat...... I probably won't be able to stand it. ”

"Captain!" Dai Xue's voice was a little sad, "If you die here, I'll accompany you." ”

"You idiot, what's the benefit of dying with me."

She seemed to be trying to restrain her painful emotions: "If the captain is gone, how can I live alone, because the captain is my most important person." ”

"Alas!" Yan Slash Butterfly paused for a moment, and the black-clothed men who were killing him from all directions seemed to freeze there, their knives flickering with cold light, and their silent expressions made masks carved from ice shells.

I was about to say something to Dai Xue, when suddenly Gustav came out with a string of Russian, and I don't know what happened to him. (Radio for all is a band)

He said impatiently: "I don't understand, it's a little busy here, you can figure it out yourself." ”

Knowing the ending of mortality, Yan Chop Butterfly had no worries, a large amount of blood loss stimulated the crazy secretion of adrenal glands, and the originally dizzy mind became sober.

Neither can jump high, nor can you run fast, once you lose your weapons and companions are weaker than chickens, but human dignity is not much lower than that of demons. A sense of human dignity stirred in his chest, and finally turned into an earth-shattering roar, like a thunderclap exploding in a dull dark cloud:

"Die in battle!"

"Captain, come on!" Dai Xue's tearful voice was heard on the radio.

Fear and worry were swept away, and the belief that he would die and survive seemed to inject infinite power into Yan Slash Butterfly's weakened body, and his slashing speed suddenly became faster, and the whole person turned into a whirlwind, sweeping across those men in black, although such an attack was at the cost of his irreversible life force.

Realizing that Yan Chop Butterfly was entering a state that seemed to be rampant, those men in black suddenly retreated, exited a circle, and suddenly there was no one to cut down around the rising Yan Chop Butterfly.

At this time, a man in black rushed out of the crowd and quickly attacked the Yan Slashing Butterfly, the speed was so fast, this one must be the main body.

When the man was about to approach, Yan Slash Butterfly lowered his body and swung his knife from the diagonal back to the right front, and the blade swept like a curved silver crescent.

With a "bang", the blade was actually blocked by the opponent's short knife, and the man in black stuck the short knife on his wrist, and his other hand was supported from the back of his wrist, and he used the strength of both hands to catch the blow.

The weapons of the two crossed together like inclined crosses, and the man's cold eyes crossed over this cross and stared at Yan Butterfly tightly: "Captain Yan, you have just been hit by my 'Shadow Me True Killing'. ”

The puncture wound on the flank was gubbling, and the wound was apparently hit by the body.

"Idiot!" Yan Chop Butterfly sneered and said, "'Shadow I True Kill' has an effect on you demons, but it has no effect on me at all, whether you are 'real killing' or 'fake killing', the meaning to me is the same." ”

"Ah, I'm sorry, I forgot that you humans don't have super self-healing powers...... It's been a long time since I've fought a human. The man in black said.

From this point of view, Yan Slashing Butterfly fighting this man in black may be his biggest advantage, because the thinking of the demon when fighting him is to avoid the "true killing" of the body, while humans don't care about these, weak humans are too easy to die, out of instinct, every time the opponent attacks, they will find a way to avoid or minimize the damage.

The two of them took back the knives that were lattice together at the same time, relying on the advantage of the long knife, Yan Chop Butterfly slashed towards the body, the latter's reaction speed was not weak, he blocked left and right, and sparks continued to spark at the intersection of the two blades. After a dazzling hand-to-hand encounter, suddenly the two of them slashed at each other at the same time, as if they were fighting for who was faster.

They slashed each other in the left shoulder almost at the same time, and the knife that slashed the butterfly went deeper, almost close to the heart. The reason why the blade stopped was because the main body was held with the hand, and where the hand was grasped, the blood kept flowing down. Yan Slash Butterfly's wound was much shallower, not because of the strength of the man in black, but because his speed was a little slower, but for him, this left hand was also equivalent to being abolished at the moment, because the muscle key of his left shoulder was cut off.

"Humans are human beings after all! For example, this kind of thing, no matter how hard you try, you can't do it. The man in black sneered, and with a force of his left hand holding the blade, he broke the molecular cutting blade embedded in his body, "I had a lot of fun, now you can die!" ”

As soon as he lifted his foot, he kicked Yan Chop Butterfly out heavily, and the force of this kick was terrifying, and he immediately fell there and vomited, first vomiting, then vomiting blood.

The man in black took out the blade from his body and threw it on the ground with a "dang bang", and when he walked over with a sneer, the wounds on his palm and shoulder were rapidly healing on their own.

The fight just now only consumed a little of his insignificant demonic power, but at this moment, Yan Slashing Butterfly was very seriously injured, as a human being, it seemed that he could only fight this far. (To be continued.) )