The black-clothed man who fights with strange moves can only resist with a knife, and he rarely has a chance to fight back.

The black-clothed man was even more anxious, if he couldn't take this black-robed man, he wouldn't be able to kill Zhao Xiu. Just now he saw Zhao Xiu at the entrance of the alley and released a signal to the sky, presumably it won't be long before the people and horses of the entire Liaozhou will arrive, and then it will not be a question of whether he can kill Zhao Xiu or not.

It's whether he can get out alive?

The black-clothed man looked at Zhao Xiu who was lying in the pile of dead people with his spare eyes, he was really unwilling.

He has rarely experienced failure in his life, but this seemingly weak and impassive teenager has already made him fall twice.

Seven years ago, he was victorious, and he confidently played a dead end in Fengjian Gorge. But what he didn't expect was that Zhao Xiu actually used a trick, which was not a strategy that people could come up with at all, and escaped from Shengtian.

He is the enemy of Zhao Xiu who has always dreamed of putting him to death, Zheng Xinshi! For seven years, he lived a life of no one and no ghost, especially in the last three years, he was assassinated almost every two or three days, couldn't sleep all night, hid in his house like a walking dead every day, and rarely went out.

He has to let his subordinates taste it once every day when he eats, and he has to drink water before others drink it. But that's it, the subordinates in his house have changed batch after batch like flowing water, and they either died mysteriously, or they were so frightened that they quit their jobs.

Over the years, he has been secretly investigating who is so desperate to kill him, after all, he has created so many grudges over the years that he can't count them. Finally, one day he found a Jianghu force called "Beidaomen", but he was even more worried, because he had also heard of this terrible existence.

He found Shi Hongzong and took the initiative to invite Ying to come to Liaozhou to help the Shi family kill Zhao Xiu, in order to temporarily avoid the limelight. By the way, he secretly investigated why the North Gate was holding him, and he was also looking for an opportunity to destroy the North Gate. Just when he was about to win the victory, a black-robed man appeared out of nowhere, this black-robed man's martial arts were much higher than him, and he was very likely to die here if he continued to fight like this.

"Everyone, kill Zhao Xiu for me. Above! Above! Zheng Xinshi shouted as he raised his knife to resist the scythe of the black-robed man.

Zheng Xinshi really didn't expect such a master to emerge at Zhao Xiu's side at any time, he could only let himself drag the black-robed man and let his men kill Zhao Xiu.

The killers on both sides of the alley wanted to rush into the pile of dead people again, and with Zheng Xinshi resisting the attack of the black-robed man, these killers rekindled hope.

The black-robed man was wearing a Grim Reaper mask, and the Grim Reaper Scythe in his hand also sped up, Zheng Xinshi could only see the black shadows clearly, slashing towards him, faster and faster, so fast that the speed at which he lifted the knife could not keep up with the speed of the black shadow.

The black-robed man was also anxious, and while retreating, he used the curvature of the sickle in his hand to hook the long knife in Zheng Xinshi's hand. This strange technique made Zheng Xinshi also break out in a cold sweat, and every time he swung the knife to resist, the knife in his hand would hold himself forward.

Zhao Xiu was lying behind the black-robed man, and he had to retreat to Zhao Xiu's side, and the killer behind him had already rushed up.

Zheng Xinshi was shocked again, the scythe of death in the hands of the black-robed man could be faster, the scythe of death seemed to have spirituality in the hands of the black-robed man, whenever the killer behind him approached Zhao Xiu, the scythe of death would slash backwards at a speed that could not be seen clearly by the naked eye, reaping the lives of the killers again. On the hill of corpses, there were three more corpses, with their heads and bodies separated.

Just when the black-robed man was slaughtering the people behind him, Zheng Xinshi still had to swing his knife to resist, and he had no power to fight back, and he could hardly see how the black-robed man made a move.

"Is he trying to hold me back? With his martial arts, he could have killed me just now, why? Why is he still fighting me? Zheng Xinshi collapsed, as the former leader of the forbidden army, his martial arts are not weak, but more than ten years have passed, and his body is not as good as before.

From the beginning of his attack, he didn't make a few moves. Ever since the black-robed man in front of him was holding the Scythe of Death, his life had already been confessed.

Zheng Xinshi looked at the layers of blood mist behind the black-robed man, staining the air in the alley red. The blood-beaded air, driven by the killers, pounced on Zheng Xinshi's face one by one, and his eyes and nose were full of slimy bloody smell.

Zheng Xinshi shouted loudly: "Rush up for me, kill him, kill him!" The deafening shouts gave the last shred of courage to the dozen or so killers left in the alley.

Everyone used their last strength to rush towards the black-robed man, brandishing long knives in a final struggle.

Zheng Xinshi kicked the ground with both feet, jumped up, and swung his knife to slash at the top of the black-robed man's head, this move was Zheng Xinshi's most ruthless move when he fought in the sand. This leaping move is to press the gravity of the whole body on the blade, giving up all defenses and trying to deal a fatal blow to the enemy.

The black-robed man not only had to take care of the long knives that came from behind at any time, but also had to hunt down the killers who rushed from both sides of Zheng Xinshi's side.

It seems to be full of flaws, but at this time, it has become a fatal blow to the black-robed man!

No matter how fast the black-robed man is, he can't take care of the three attacks!

"Ahh Hey! There was a sudden angry shout from the alley, and then a long knife broke through the air and flew straight towards Zheng Xinshi.

Zheng Xinshi's body was already in mid-air, and he couldn't dodge it at all, so he could only swing his knife to resist.

"Boom!" The collision of the two long knives directly knocked Zheng Xinshi backwards.

The person who threw the knife was Meng Xin, who had just run from Zhang's mansion, and the horse under his crotch rushed into the alley without a moment's pause, and as soon as he rushed into the alley, he saw his familiar figure, although he wore a black veil, but just by his figure, Meng Xin could still recognize that the person holding the long knife was Zheng Xinshi.

Meng Xin stepped on the horse's back and flew sideways to Zheng Xinshi with the momentum of the horse, and easily pulled out the bloody knife inserted in the wall, and faced Zheng Xinshi head-on.

Meng Xin was like crazy, he didn't pay attention to moves at all, and the long knife in his hand was just a horizontal and vertical rapid chop, forcing Zheng Xinshi, who had just landed, to resist again.

With each block, his arm ached.

"Bell bell!" Meng Xin's knife is faster than the other, and the knife is more ruthless than the other.

"Bell! Boom! Another heavy blow, the knife in Meng Xin's hand was broken, and looking at the knife in Zheng Xinshi's hand, it was already broken. More than two dozen notches appeared on the blade.

Meng Xin froze in place, staring at Zheng Xinshi with blood-red eyes.

Zheng Xinshi looked at the knife in his hand, looked at the madman staring at him, and made a subconscious decision. He turned around and plunged the long knife into the high wall, jumped on the back of the knife, and escaped over the wall.