Xiao Lei not only shouted three words, but also corrected Xingying, and said a lot of irrefutable evidence, and even audio and video recordings.

Seeing this, Xing Ying stared at Xiao Lei in shock, unable to say a word. Her good-looking eyes were full of shock, disbelief, and incomprehension, but more than that: despair!

I stared at Xiao Lei, trying to find a glimmer of hope in his impeccable words of despair; Even now, I am sure that Xiao Lei is our person, and he is just doing all this to win Li Zhengwu's trust.

Otherwise, how could you give me a dagger? And how will you help me escape? He must still be on our side, and he must have discussed some plan with the military advisor.

Although I couldn't find a flaw in his words, I still felt that he wouldn't betray me, and he was still our man.

Can...... I was wrong! Miss by a mile!

Li Zhengwu held a long knife, grabbed Xingying's hair, breathed a long sigh of relief, and said, "You can look at it, right?" ”

Xing Ying was trembling all over, and her legs were already weak.

"Should I kill her?" Li Zhengwu asked the onlookers, and the surrounding spectators were all enthusiastic, and the evidence was conclusive, so they naturally wanted to kill.

They raised their arms and shouted: Kill! Kill! Kill!

Li Zhengwu looked at the crowd, with religious fanaticism in his eyes, and shouted: "Traitor's flesh and blood, share and eat!" ”

Then I saw a horrific scene that I will never forget in my life. Li Zhengwu cut off Xingying's head and threw it into the crowd, then cut off the limbs and threw them to everyone, and finally the internal organs and every piece of meat on the body.

And the crazy people below really divide the flesh and blood of the traitor and eat it!

I looked at the scene in front of me, breathing so quickly that I could barely breathe. I'm not a timid person, but seeing this hellish scene makes my heart go into arrest. Don't talk about me, even Brother Zhao and the others turned pale.

Han Yi bowed his head and sang, chanting words. I don't know if he is overly fortunate or has mercy on these beastly people.

"Sacrifice the flag!" Xiao Lei shouted, from beginning to end, he looked at all this indifferently, not even a little guilty, let alone pity. On the contrary, he was like those crazy people, a bloodthirsty devourer.

He galloped down, pushed through the crowd, and not far away, raised a military flag the size of a bowl. The military flag is blood-red all over, and a bucket of big black characters is written in the center: Wu!

Xiao Lei danced the banner and hunted in the wind, mighty and domineering, arrogant and domineering. Li Zhengwu raised his big sword and shouted: "Under the whole world, there is force all over the world!"

"Under the whole world, there is force everywhere!" The people around him also shouted, over and over again, converging into a torrent of sounds, rumbling forward.

Universally! All over the force! A good force, a good Li Zhengwu; His posture is by no means just to exterminate the drug lords, he must have higher and more terrifying ambitions.

"Kill! Kill! Kill! Xiao Lei took the lead in roaring, and the people around him also shouted: "Kill!" Kill! Kill! ”

The so-called army will kill people and sacrifice blood to comfort heaven and earth and inquire about the good fortune; Although barbaric and unfounded, it has stubbornly survived to this day.

Li Zhengwu raised the big knife and said: "This knife started from my grandfather, and my father also used this knife to execute many times, and it was passed on to my generation, and more than 999 people have drunk blood, and if you kill one more person today, you can call it a thousand people!" ”

"A thousand people are killed! Thousands of people are killed! The people around shouted loudly.

Li Zhengwu cut his tongue with a knife, splashed the blade with blood, touched my third vertebra with his hand, and said: "You are also honored to be beheaded by a thousand people!" ”

I spit out a mouthful of thick phlegm on the ground, only full of bad luck, not the slightest honor. I was cut backwards, kneeling on the ground, and I couldn't see Li Zhengwu behind me at all. But I can just see Xiao Lei waving the flag, he is waving hard, shouting hard, just like Li Zhengwu's loyal dog.

Because of excitement and strenuous exercise, Xiao Lei was already sweating profusely, and his eyes were blood-red. I stared into his crazy eyes and was silent. I don't know how much despair he went through, and I don't know why he became the person he is today.

But I knew that the moment my head was cut off, my last impression of the world must have been his crazy and bloody face.

But for some reason, I saw a trace of worry behind the madness in his eyes!

At this time, Li Zhengwu raised his knife. I couldn't see the blade, but I knew I was shrouded in the cold. Li Zhengwu's hand on the back of my neck slowly loosened, and I knew that he must be holding a knife in both hands, trying to cut off my head with one blow, otherwise it would be too unpleasant to drag mud and water, and it would damage his majesty as a leader.

Call!

The blade tears through the air!

It turns out that when the knife is fast to a certain extent, it can really make a hunting whine, and it seems that the adjectives in martial arts are not all nonsense.

I closed my eyes, ready to feel the tear and pain of death.

Can...... Zheng! The sound of gold and iron intersecting resounded in the back of my neck, and the sound was so loud that my eardrums shook a little. I heard a heavenly voice, although his voice was very rough and still male, but it was really good to hear.

He said: "The knife rust is two Guang, Han Yi and Li Daying ask for a knife trick or two!" ”

I turned my head with great effort and saw Han Yi, who was in the sun, with a solemn image and a slight smile. Holding two embroidered spring knives in both hands. The knife was clearly newly minted, and it had never drunk blood at first glance.

Han Yi slashed out a knife, and then the two knives danced together, in the sun, shimmering and shining, as bright as the sun on the horizon. He attacked one after another, slashing at Li Zhengwu's sword with great force and skill.

Li Zhengwu may be very strategic, and Muay Thai is also a grandmaster, but his attainments in sword skills are far beyond Han Yi's ability. Han Yi's sword skills, steps, and moves are all first-class among the best. Under his double knife, Li Zhengwu could only retreat in defeat, stumbling in embarrassment, and almost didn't fall.

If he really fell, Han Yi would take off his head in two strokes, even if the subordinates around him used guns, they couldn't compete with this murderous fast knife with two knives.

However, even if Li Zhengwu escaped the killing attempt, he was still slashed in the shoulder by Han Yi; Han Yi slashed again, ready to split his head. But countless guns were pointed at Han Yi's head, shouting loudly to make him stop.

Han Yi laughed, and the hand raised in mid-air did not fall. Li Zhengwu gritted his teeth and slashed the steel knife that slashed into his shoulder in two.

Seeing this, Han Yi couldn't help but praise: "What a treasure knife that sharpens iron like clay!" ”

Li Zhengwu snorted coldly, looked at Han Yi, and praised: "What a fierce and fearless great monk!" ”

"Prizes! Overpraise! Han Yi said with a smile.

"Each other! Each other! Li Zhengwu also smiled.

Li Zhengwu dispersed everyone, not only did he not ask where Han Yi's double knives came from, but he also didn't ask why he was able to break free of the rope, but just let the people around him get out of the way. He also ordered everyone not to go on stage, not to use guns no matter what happened, and not to let alone help from people around them.

He moved his shoulders, tied the wound to stop the bleeding, and said, "I will personally cut off Monk Mang's head today...... Sacrificial Sword!! ”

Han Yi looked at the treasure knife and said proudly: "It's an honor!" ”

After that, Han Yi picked up the double knife, although one was broken, but it was still powerful, he didn't say a word, the double knife dance will go up, and slash.

Li Zhengwu boldly responded to the enemy with a single knife, his sword technique and proficiency were far lower than Han Yi's, but after a few rounds, he did not fall behind, faintly stabilized his heels, and even had the intention of counterattacking.

For a time, the two of them stabbed three times, shimmering and shining, and the sound of gold and iron clashing was endless. I turned my head to look at the two of them who were fighting together, only to feel the cold light on my face, and the killing intent was full.

Brother Zhao and the others also watched attentively, especially Brother Zhao's eyes were full of light and understanding.

Suddenly, Li Zhengwu broke off with a snort, and with a single sword, he had a fatal posture. The monk was not afraid of the double swords and greeted him, and the two blades intersected with a loud bang.

Li Zhengwu's blade was too sharp, and it slashed deep into the monk's knife, and only one of the monk's knives was intact, and this time, the only intact knife was also cleaved.

Li Zhengwu's knife was embedded in the monk's blade, he snorted coldly, and with a sudden twist, the knife in the monk's hand shattered into two pieces.

Suddenly, Han Yi only had two broken knives left in his hands, which looked funny and deadly. Li Zhengwu looked at him coldly, a swordsman without a knife, fragile as a baby.

"Admire!" Han Yi arched his hand and said: "Li Yingying has excellent talent, and he can perform it just by watching the moves once, which really makes the monk sigh to himself." ”

"What's the point of worrying about the little knife method?" Li Zhengwu is not modest.

Han Yi's face was gloomy for a while, and he said, "It seems that what Master said is right, people are indeed divided into three, six, nine and so on, and there is indeed a difference between high and low talents." ”

I watched Han Yi's heart move, and suddenly remembered what he had said to me when he was practicing at the Nai Buddha Temple. He said that he never believed in any talent, let alone any genius in this world. The master said that he was not suitable for sword cultivation, he had no talent, and it was difficult for him to make achievements in the way of the sword.

At that time, he was young and vigorous, and naturally he was not convinced, so he put in a thousand times and hundreds of times his efforts, surpassed one genius after another, and also won the title of a knife embroidery, and he began to be called a genius.

But after seeing Zhao Zichu, especially after practicing Muay Thai with Zhao Zichu, he suddenly believed what his master said. People are really divided into three, six, nine and so on, and there is a difference in talent.

Sometimes no matter how hard you try, you can't surpass others; And the despair is that people are not lazier than you, and even more often than you have to work harder.

There are so many people in the world, who are easy to do and better than you, but what about you? Tired of being a dog, but can't catch up with others, just in case.

At that time, Han Yi and Zhao Zichu cultivated together and deeply felt this, he tried his best, and he didn't sleep endlessly, but he couldn't catch up with Brother Zhao. And the terrible thing is that Brother Zhao doesn't sleep endlessly, even harder than him.

At that time, he was desperate enough, but now that he saw Li Zhengwu, he finally understood that there were more demonic people, and there were even more terrible guys. This guy just glanced at his own moves, and was able to perform them again and defeat him with the same moves.

Although there was a difference in weapons, as an expert, he knew that even if he was given the same sword, he would still lose, and he would lose even worse.

Han Yi sighed deeply, he lost, not only in the competition, but also in his heart. He's a mortal, and he's always been, and if he wants to say something different, it's just that he works harder.

"Fuck it!" Sun Wei suddenly stood up, drew his dagger, and shouted, "Do you really think that the World Martial Arts Conference? ”

Sun Weicai doesn't care what talent he is or not, he doesn't know any martial arts, this soldier only knows one thing, no matter how good you are, you can't beat many people, and no matter how smart you are, you can't stop the bullet.

His way of opening the world is simple and pure, and it hits the hearts of us fools. That's right! Regardless of whether he is talented or not, is it useful?

Sun Wei's shout was deafening and woke us up. I sprang up at once, and indeed as the two guys said, with a slight struggle, the rope opened.

I took out a dagger from under my crotch and rushed forward with Sun Wei. Brother Zhao was naturally not reconciled, so he also drew a dagger and joined the battle group.

Li Zhengwu fought the four of us alone, not only without fear, but also ordered his subordinates not to interfere, and wanted to kill us all alone.

"What the are you doing?" Sun Wei scolded Han Yi, Han Yi raised his head suddenly, and his heart, which had already lost his fighting spirit, was ignited again.

But as soon as Sun Wei lost his mind, he almost killed him. This is a top-notch duel, and the slightest mistake is a fatal disaster. Li Zhengwu slashed at Sun Wei's head, Sun Wei only felt that there was wind on the top of his head, and he who had never been afraid of death changed color in shock.

Brother Zhao swung out the dagger and accurately blocked the blade, but even so, Li Zhengwu still found an opportunity and kicked Sun Wei's heart, this time it was ruthless and spicy, and the power was extremely great, and Sun Wei, who kicked it, screamed, fell down, and vomited blood.

Seeing this, I rushed forward with a loud scream, waving a dagger, trying to stab Li Zhengwu, who was fighting with Brother Zhao. But Li Zhengwu seemed to have long eyes in the back of his head, and kicked over, and I dodged sideways, but he suddenly turned around and smashed a knife handle on my neck.

I felt that my eyes were dark, my head was dizzy, and I was dizzy to death, and I thought that he would stop the blood supply to my spine.

The brain and eyes are organs that use blood very strictly, and the slightest interruption of blood supply can cause shock. Naturally, I was no exception, and I fell headlong. But fortunately, I didn't faint, otherwise Li Zhengwu kicked me in the head, and I really couldn't dodge.

Li Zhengwu's kick is not idle, and it is estimated that it can kick my head.

I dodged it, rolled to the side, tried to get up and continue the fight, but couldn't. Li Zhengwu's attack is really terrifying.

Li Zhengwu is really like a demon king, a single knife is vertical and horizontal, and he is rampant. Brother Zhao and Han Yi only had the strength to parry, and they had no ability to fight back, and they were defeated and retreated. If this continues, the two will definitely lose.

The people around naturally saw the clue and applauded loudly, which made Brother Zhao and the others even more upset. Especially Han Yi, he has a demon in his heart, and he has long been unable to defeat Li Zhengwu, and under such a defeat, he has made many mistakes.

Eventually, he made a fatal mistake and was kicked in the jaw by Lee Jeong-moo, followed by another punch and knocked him to the ground. If it weren't for Brother Zhao's timely rescue, Li Zhengwu would have taken his head.

Brother Zhao saved Han Yi, stabbed out with a dagger, then swept his legs, and punched again. Li Zhengwu dodged the leg sweep, but he couldn't dodge the heavy punch.

Bang!

Hit in the chest!

Pedal Pedal Ped

Li Zhengwu took three steps back!