Deng Hua's blood erupted all over his body, and he waved suddenly, and the volatilized blood and qi turned into long snakes as if they came to life, twisting and wandering around the shadow, and only a gesture from the shadow would kill him with lightning speed.

"Stubborn resistance!" With a cold snort, the shadow was covered in black gas, reached out and pinched a long snake of blood qi, broke it lightly, pinched off a piece and held it in his hand.

Not to mention, although it is said that it was stimulated and influenced by Deng Hua, the blood and qi snake that it turned into has a certain impact, but under the attack of the shadow, it is still unable to resist.

In the next moment, the body of the shadow was filled with black mist, and the afterimage of the Dao Dao gradually flashed out.

As soon as his mind moved, the red blood qi that had originally erupted was instantly extinguished, leaving only the rising temperature around him and the remaining traces at the bottom, which could be seen as the power of the previous outburst.

Looking at the face of the black shadow that was close at hand, Deng Hua couldn't help but be shocked in his heart, and subconsciously waved the broken spear in his right hand and slashed forward.

However, to his surprise, his right hand, and even the broken spear in his hand, actually penetrated the opponent's body.

That's just an afterimage!

"This time, your right hand...... I took it. ”

With a cold and emotionless word, Deng Hua suddenly felt the shadow grab his right arm.

Immediately, his eyes moved, and Deng Hua sensed the hostile movement with all his strength, and suddenly, he felt that Ying stabbed his arm fiercely with a short blade, and the blade went straight through his shoulder, so that his entire arm could no longer gather the slightest strength.

Deng Hua was instantly shocked.

At this, the corners of Shadow's mouth curled with disdain.

Looking at Deng Hua's slow movements, the next steps of the other party appeared in his mind from time to time, whether it was withdrawing or raising the gun, it was exactly the same, it was simply impeccable.

"Brushing" Deng Hua's shoulder and arm, once again by the sharp blade in the shadow hand, a very narrow scar was scratched, and blood gushed out.

Feeling the intense pain from his right arm, Deng Hua gritted his teeth, turned the broken spear in his left hand, and stabbed behind him reflexively again.

With a loud bang, he felt the other party release his paralyzed right arm, but before he could catch his breath, the ghostly figure appeared in front of him again.

At this time, the black shadow, even the corners of his eyes showed a smile, obviously the current state of Deng Hua was exactly what he wanted.

"This time, it's your life!" The cold killing intent, from the mouth of the self-shadow, came out leisurely.

"Dang Chang" sounded, and the shadow of the next moment had already used the tip of the short blade to pick the broken spear in his left hand into the air, and then stabbed Deng Hua's face door with his backhand.

Oops!

Deng Hua, who was horrified in his heart, couldn't care about anything else, and subconsciously poured his strength into the opponent's short blade.

Hearing only a "snort", the sharp short blade with a rich black aura easily penetrated his abdomen, breaking all the way up, straight to his chest.

The next moment, Deng Hua felt a burst of tightness in his chest, and then his eyes went dark, and the heavens and the earth rotated, no wonder, after all, the knife just now was pierced in the valve of his right chest, stuck in two ribs.

Although the cold glow of the short blade is not deep, it is not too shallow, and looking at his flushed face and difficulty breathing, it is obvious that he has injured the lobes of his lungs.

Swish~~!

Another sharp sound of breaking wind sounded.

The figure of the shadow suddenly dissipated.

Deng Hua, who was suddenly vigilant, hurriedly raised his vigilance, and his eyes scanned the surroundings.

Deng Hua's pupils instantly contracted into a needle-shape, and he was a little flustered in his heart, but he didn't find the shadow figure!

But soon, he sensed it again, and an extremely faint incomparable cold light behind him enveloped him!

Well?

I feel it!

Deng Hua's face flashed ruthlessly, and he faintly felt the slightest trace, he broke the gun in his hand and slammed it upside down, stabbing at his left chest, close to his arm!

Boom!

Blood flew, and Huo Ran pierced through the flesh and blood of his left chest with the gun in his hand, and slammed directly into the gray blade that appeared out of thin air behind him!

The two weapons clashed, the sound was crisp, and he was about to turn around and face the assassin head-on, but suddenly, a blood-stained short blade pierced through his chest, causing him to freeze directly.

The instinct of survival made Deng Hua make the most reasonable choice, he kicked up the soil around him, used all his strength, and slammed it in the direction where the pain came from.

Three leaps of shadows, the cold light is shining!

Facing the dust flying in the sky, the three blades stabbed out in succession, and there was almost no gap in the middle!

There was no reaction at all!

Deng Hua seemed to be waiting for the verdict, sweating profusely, and his clothes were clinging to his body as if they had been fished out of the water.

The spike suddenly came out of his hand, and finally turned into a flash of black lightning, stabbing into Deng Hua's chest, and suddenly, a blood hole quickly emerged.

After suffering a fatal blow, Deng Hua's pupils shrank suddenly, his pale face slowly darkened, and his slightly bulging eyeballs looked extremely terrifying.

The man named Shadow, expressionless and indifferent, slowly appeared, he stood quietly behind Diao Chan, his head slightly lowered, his black hair like a waterfall covering his cheeks, his lips pursed, cold and ruthless.

One step at a time, it is light and fluttering as if there is nothing, like a ghost.

Without looking at it again, Shadow withdrew his twin blades, and drops of blood flowed down, and he stepped out, disappearing in an instant, and no one knew where he had gone.

"Uh-uh..."

Only Deng Hua was left to freeze in place for a long time before he slowly took a step.

He walked very slowly, and the injuries in his body made him unable to use his strength at all, and with every step, his internal organs were in pain like fire.

"I... I actually died... Here..."

As soon as his legs were weak, Deng Hua coughed up blood, his face was miserable, a little dazed, and a little incredulous, his eyes were full of despair and unwillingness, he still had too many things to do, why did he die here? !

Fate is impermanent, there are too many variables, he is very unwilling, but what can he do?

The body shook violently, Deng Hua's mouth and nose were bleeding, he was like an ancient tree, his vitality was rapidly dissipating, and it didn't take long for him to collapse and die!

He trembled and stretched out his left hand, covering his chest tightly, but the blood still kept oozing, and soon, half of his body was stained red.

"It's... Unwilling~~! Poof~! ”

There was a faint hint of indescribable emotion in his words, as if he was disappointed, as if he was regretful.

His eyes were blurred, and his hands stretched forward, as if he wanted to touch something, like a dying man, recalling the eventful years he had lost, and wanting to grasp the last regret.

The gray light struck the parts of his body as if they had been corroded, and began to disappear from the place of contact, and the mouth shattered into a large hole, which continued to spread to the rest of his body.

As if it had been corroded, it began to disappear from the place where it was touched, and in the next second, Deng Hua's body was like dust floating away with the wind and completely disappeared.