Hua Wuyang didn't feel that he had suppressed One-Eye, and in his opinion, One-Eye still looked like he was at ease.

But he can't think much about it now, and there is only one thought in his heart, and that is revenge.

One-Eye's words reminded him of what had happened seventeen years ago.

He has never forgotten those things, but he is buried deep in the depths of his memory, and he usually does not deliberately dig them out. However, the few words that One-Eye had just said in front of him erased all of his seventeen years at once.

The memory is like going back to that day.

Hua Wuyang could almost see the faces of the miserable children.

Distorted by fear and pain, it was so swollen that it was almost impossible to distinguish its original appearance.

Hatred, burning in the heart.

Hua Wuyang held six paths high and cut down at the one-eyed head.

One-Eye had to raise his black knife to resist.

Between the two, there is a contest of pure strength.

"Seventeen years ago," while using all his strength to suppress the six paths, Hua Wuyang gritted his teeth and spoke, "Why didn't you kill me?" ”

This question has been bothering Hua Wuyang, and he remembers that he went to find "Teacher Ou" at that time, and saw everything that happened at the home of "Teacher Ou". But then his memory of how it turned out to be very vague. Why would that demon let himself go?

"If I told you that there was no reason at all, would you believe it?" One-Eye replied with a sneer as he resisted the blade that was pressing down on him.

"Is it just your mood at the time?" Hua Wuyang continued to ask.

"That's right." The corners of One-Eye's mouth were full of mockery.

In fact, this question also bothered One-Eye. He really couldn't remember which tendon was wrong at that time to leave such a living mouth. It's not that he doesn't understand the principle of cutting the grass and eradicating the roots, but sometimes he likes to act with impulsive emotions. But now that he thinks about it, he will let Hua Wuyang go. It seems like it's not just a simple reason.

Why, exactly?

"You're going to choose that mountain village. Also because of your whim? Hua Wuyang's voice was cold, almost piercing.

"Perhaps." One-eyed suddenly unloaded. Get out of the way when the six paths are chopped down.

Hua Wuyang didn't lose his balance because of the unstable strength, and as soon as the six paths swung into the air, he turned in mid-air under his strong control, and swung horizontally in the direction that One-Eye avoided.

Seeing this, One-Eye had to raise the black knife again and block it in front of him.

After the six paths collided with the black knife, Hua Wuyang did not press hard again as before, but immediately withdrew his hand, withdrew and slashed at the other party again.

That's it. The six paths and the black knives constantly collided, making a crisp sound in the room, mixed with a roar, making people feel more and more harsh when they listened.

The room shook and could collapse at any moment, but the people who were fighting were unaware.

Hua Wuyang vented his anger, shouted, raised his foot and kicked on one-eyed's lower abdomen.

One-Eye stooped back a few steps.

Hua Wuyang snorted coldly, and instead of chasing after him, he turned the blade around. Holding the sword in both hands, he held the six paths in front of him, and aimed the tip of the knife at the enemy in front of him.

He took a deep breath. He said coldly: "The Six Paths of Flame? Insect Eat! ”

Countless tiny currents of air whistled towards One-Eye, completely engulfing his form in an instant.

Hua Wuyang's hands holding the knife were constantly trembling, the time since the last launch was too short, in fact, he couldn't use the ability of the weapon at this time, and he knew in his heart how much wear and tear it would cause to his body if he forcibly launched it, and not only that, but the power would be greatly reduced.

However, the power of the launch at this time is the same as usual.

The price Hua Wuyang paid for this is also even more painful.

Soon, a trace of blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth, and all the wounds on his body collapsed, and after a while, he became a veritable bloody man.

But even so, he is still holding on.

The launch continues.

Countless air currents continued to surge up, converging towards One-Eye's body. The lethality of a single air stream is very small, but when it is gathered, the effect is quite terrifying.

But no matter how amazing Hua Wuyang's willpower is, there is a limit after all. Eventually, the air flow thinned out and gradually dissipated.

One-eye's injury was not light, and he was covered in blood like Hua Wuyang, but he still didn't fall.

His figure was a little shaky, and his face was extremely ugly, but he didn't show too painful expressions, just sneered and walked towards Hua Wuyang.

After the start stopped, Hua Wuyang's legs weakened as if he had lost all his strength, and after shaking it, he supported the ground with six ways, so that he didn't completely fall to the ground directly.

A mocking smile appeared on the corner of One-Eye's mouth, and he said coldly: "I tried my best, but I still couldn't deal a fatal blow to me, is it worth it for you to do this?" ”

At this moment, even if Hua Wuyang used all his strength, he could only keep himself standing and not fall, and it was impossible to lift the six paths again.

Hearing One-Eye's question, Hua Wuyang smiled reluctantly and said, "Of course it's worth it, after all, I'm not fighting alone." ”

"What?" One-Eye was stunned for a moment, and then, a dark shadow flashed and appeared to his left.

One-eyed was blind because his left eye couldn't see, and there was a blind corner in his left vision, and by the time he noticed it, the blade had already come to him.

The pitch-black blade was like a twisted snake, fast and silent, the most effective predator, and without warning, it quickly pierced through One-Eye's throat.

Mu Fei's figure pressed down in front of One-Eye, when did he appear, One-Eye didn't even notice it.

Until now, One-Eye still hadn't felt Mu Fei's breath.

There was a foreign object in his throat, blood rushed up wildly, and One-Eye was choked and wanted to cough, and he felt a suffocation.

One-eye's eyes widened in disbelief.

He never thought he wouldn't die, so to speak, death was a part of his life from a long time ago.

He was shocked that he would die at the hands of such two ordinary hunters.

That's a good job. He wanted to say it, but he couldn't.

One-Eye raised his hand and slapped it on Mu Fei's arm.

There was the sound of bones breaking in his ears, and he knew that he had broken Mu Fei's arm.

The pain made Mu Fei wail, which calmed down the resentment in One-Eye's heart a little.

Then Mu Fei moved away in front of One-Eyed.

One-Eye saw the man standing in front of him with a long knife.

Hua Wuyang's face overlapped with that of the child from seventeen years ago.

By the way, he remembered why he didn't kill him back then.

He wanted to tell the other party, but alas, he couldn't speak now.

The child's face matured, and he became a hunter, standing in front of him, holding aloft his demon-hunting weapon, and rushed towards him.

It was as if seventeen years ago, when the child ran towards him happily with a stick he had found out of nowhere.

The blade pierced his heart, and One-Eye lowered his head, his mouth moving, but he didn't make a sound. (To be continued.) )