Knife edge.

The blade passed slowly.

The blade was over, the snow was still falling, the wind was still blowing, this knife was unremarkable, there was no landslide, no ground cracking, the surging and violent knife qi a moment ago seemed to be just a fleeting illusion, Karthas's hand was still trembling, and the dead gray fog was still devouring the dark red fog.

The world continues to move forward.

Nothing seems to have changed.

The knife did not stop, and the knife continued to move forward, and the knife slashed through the wind, through the night, and finally cut down a snow.

A piece of snow is divided into two halves, half falls on the ground, and half remains on the knife, reflecting the snow and moonlight on the knife, which is extremely clear.

The knife advanced one inch further, Lao Du spit it out in one breath, and the knife finally came to an end.

The world still did not stop for this sword, the wind and snow still did not stop, and the dark red mist even crumbled the back layer of the shell.

Almost with one more breath, Karthas's soul would rot into mud along with his body, and he would no longer have to endure the erosion of time, and sleep here forever.

Lao Du was still inhaling slowly, retreating his steps without hurrying, and adjusting the position of the knife in his hand without hurrying.

His movements are gentle and soothing, not at all like a fight, but more like doing a perfect knife show.

At this moment, he is preparing to make a most standard knife closing style to draw a precise and elegant rest to this performance.

The darkest layer of the dark red mist was as thin as paper, and layers of cracks had already been produced.

The next moment, everything will be over.

The next moment.

Lao Du put away the knife, and the knife slashed into the air so gently and soothingly, as gentle and soothing as when the knife was released.

It is so plain that you can clearly feel every detail of the knife: the sound of the wind, the sound of falling snow, the curvature of the wrist, the arc of the knife in the air, and the ethereal sound of the wind and snow blowing on the knife.

Everything is naturally as if it was born like this, and it should be as it should be when a great river enters the sea, the sun sets, the cicadas die in the twilight of life, and the world is destroyed and reborn.

Lao Du's hand steadily drew the last arc, and the knife finally returned to its original position, as if it had never really left, like a fallen leaf finally returning to its roots, and a piece of residual snow finally falling to the ground.

A patch of snow finally fell.

The remnants of snow left on the blade finally slid down the blade of the moon and landed on the snow.

"Boom-" The sound of falling snow, very soft, so light that it was almost inaudible.

But it fell lightly on almost everyone's heart, and everyone felt that it was snowing in their hearts.

The moment the snow fell, the raging dead gray mist in the distance suddenly dispersed, without a hint of warning, as if those fogs had never appeared in this world.

Karthas, who had already reached his limit, fell to his knees completely, believing that if it weren't for his lich physique, he would have fainted.

Nasus, who had always seemed to be at ease, suddenly grabbed his emerald green scepter, and plunged it into the deep snow as if to support himself from falling, and the weight of the sand directly stirred up a three-yard high snow fog.

Time that had stood still began to flow, the snow continued to fall, and the wind continued to blow.

Chen Senran let out a long breath, and only now did he have the opportunity to take a slight breath, in fact, only standing near Lao Du could he clearly understand the horror of the knife just now.

That knife was not at all as dull as it seemed on the surface, it had already intimidated the entire heaven and earth, pulling every trace of breath to the bland and rudimentary knife.

Chen Senran had no doubt that as long as he moved just now, he would be completely torn to pieces by that knife.

Before the knife is withdrawn, the knife is heaven and earth, and heaven and earth are the sword.

Lao Du still hadn't put away his knife, his eyes were still staring at the undispersed snow mist.

Apparently Nasus wasn't dead yet, and that damn kobold's vitality was so tenacious that it was terrifying.

After two breaths.

The snow and mist fell, and Chen Senran saw Nasus through the scarlet light emitted by Kazik, which was already extremely faint.

He really didn't die, but this kobold had a hideous wound on his face from the corner of his eye to the corner of his mouth, and blood flowed out of it, he didn't seem to feel pain, didn't moan, didn't shout, just pinched the emerald green scepter with his hand, and forcefully made the meridians on each hand stand out like a snake.

His eyes were bloodshot, angry, and murderous, he was really angry, and he was really desperate.

You must know that even seventeen years ago, those thirteen top-level summoners had not forced him so badly.

Now, however, the hateful creature had left a wound on his face.

He was bleeding, and he couldn't remember how long he hadn't bled himself.

"You've made me bleed...... "Nasus, who had long since lost his composure, almost gritted his teeth, yelled, "I must die." His eyebrows quivered as he spoke, and his entire face was hideously almost distorted.

The kobold gasped and raised the emerald green scepter again, only this time his movements were obviously much slower, and the dead gray light was also gathering quite slowly, and it was obvious that the damage caused to him by the knife just now was not as simple as the scar on his face.

Regarding the kobold's verbal threats, Chen Senran and Lao Du didn't take it to heart, and Chen Senran was more worried about whether the old ghost in Karthas would hang up directly.

After all, the old ghost had been on his knees for a long time, and when he looked at it from the back, it looked like he was really dead.

Lao Du, on the other hand, directly pulled the knife back again, and he told Nasus with silent movements that his death was inevitable.

It's just that what Chen Senran didn't see was that Lao Du's hand holding the knife trembled slightly.

The tide of battle is on the verge of breaking out.

The wind and snow are howling, like a hundred ghosts walking at night.

Nasus's hand holding the scepter suddenly moved, just when Chen Senran thought it would be another overwhelming dead gray fog.

The first blizzard, and the first blizzard, was exactly the same as the last time Svein was besieged.

Chen Senran's heart chuckled, he wanted to remind Lao Du with words, but he was almost speechless by the fierce wind and snow.

After a breath, the wind and snow stopped.

Nasus was gone, and Lao Du was still holding his knife to do his Tibetan knife style, and he was as steady as he could see through a mountain.

"Lao Du......" Chen Senran frowned, judging from Lao Du's situation, it was obvious that the kind of thing that was a killing move for Chen Senran just now should be a small skill of carving insects in his eyes.

But he didn't do anything......

A siege that took so much Chen Senran so much effort ended in failure, which made Chen Senran's emotions a little uncontrollable, after all, with this failure, then it would definitely be more difficult to kill Nasus next time than to ascend to the sky.

But he hadn't poured out his emotions yet, because he immediately thought of a possibility, "Is it ......?"

"That's right...... cough ......" Before Chen Senran could say it, Lao Du, who was originally as calm as a mountain, coughed fiercely, he stuck the knife on the ground, gasping fiercely, and it seemed that he had endured it for a long time before he barely let a mouthful of blood in the roar spit out, "cough, cough, cough...... Do you know the way...... cough cough cough ...... What is a beauty under the moon? ”

"Epiphany." Chen Senran naturally knew the nickname of Lu Dao Epiphany, and Lao Du's words basically confirmed his guess, but he didn't interrupt Lao Du to continue.

"It's an epiphany." Lao Du's cough finally lightened a little, "It's a flash in the pan, and it must be a ripple." The beauty under the moon will be unparalleled in the world, and it will be a peerless sword. It's a pity, it's like a flash in the pan for only one night, and there is only one knife for the beauty under the moon. ”

"So ......" Chen Senran wanted to help him, but Lao Du shook his hand and refused.

"So, if Nasus didn't leave just now, I'm afraid we'd die." Lao Du let out a long breath, probably finally suppressed the blood, he stood up, "Go and see that old ghost, he seems to be very bad." ”

Chen Senran nodded when he heard this, and also understood that Lao Du was just bluffing just now, it seemed that his strength was too low, and he completely underestimated the strength of Nasus and their level, and he used three people close to his strength to surround him this time, thinking that he was nine out of ten, but he was almost killed at the end.

This made him vigilant, and at the same time, he finally felt the horror of the ultimate force of this world from the front, and for the first time in his heart, he had a sense of powerlessness that wisdom could not defeat force.

"Old ghost ......" just when Chen Senran was about to see if Karthhas was dead.

A blinding red light rose in the distant sky.

Is that...... The meaning of enemy attack.

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