The two were approaching.

There were sporadic bullets around the two of them, some of them from Xinyi, some from Daxing, and there was a crackling splash at the place where they landed. However, the speed of both of them exceeded the maximum expectations of the shooter, so the splash only followed the footsteps of the two and could not catch up with the two figures.

In the eyes of the two, there is only each other, only a burst of murder.

Wang Dafa was there, Ah Cheng raised the muzzle of the gun with a flickering gaze and aimed it over there. Whether the crosshair is aiming at the black warrior or Shi Tiexin, no one can tell.

When the finger is bent, the trigger is pulled.

But—

Bang, someone suddenly grabbed his gun and pressed it hard, it was Wang Dafa.

Cheng failed to fire the shot.

The next moment, the black warrior and Shi Tiexin finally met head-on.

One slashed out the knife in his hand, and the blade cut through the raindrops. One threw a clenched fist, and the fist slammed through the air.

Life and death, in an instant.

It's up to you to see who's faster and who's stronger.

In a flash, the middle picture seems to be cut and erased, and everyone only sees the result.

Poof!

A gap appeared on Shi Tiexin's waist, and blood splattered.

He's been stabbed!

But a moment earlier than the middle knife, in the short moment that ordinary people couldn't see clearly, in the sound of crackling a few fingers, Shi Tiexin's fist suddenly accelerated, and it slammed into the black warrior's shoulder one step earlier.

The unexpected acceleration made the Black Warrior unable to react, and his shoulder collapsed in an instant. The strength on his arm decreased, and the knife in his hand suddenly deviated.

Originally, he was able to cut off Shi Tiexin's head, but now he can only cut open his flank.

Black Samurai appears stun!

Shi Tiexin took another breath, and with a loud drink, the fake pill burst out of the hot line frantically. His arms were wrapped together, and he snapped the black samurai's wrist with a click, and then snatched the crimson katana in his hand with a single stroke of his hands.

A pull, a turn, and then a giveaway without hesitation!

With a pop, a large patch of blood erupted from the black knight's back, and a crimson blade burst out of the blood. The katana pierced the black samurai's body, and his dark eyes burst out.

"Ah——!h

Shi Tiexin roared, slamming into the black knight and lunging forward, while the knife in his hand also sliced down the black knight's torso.

His torso was unusually hard, and the blade was hard to cut.

His vitality is incredibly strong, and he still seems to have the strength to fight back despite such a serious injury.

But Shi Tiexin's shoulder shook, knocking the black warrior to the ground, smashing out turbulent waves in the puddle. The blade was pulled out, and then the tip of the blade was downward, mixing weight and strength, and stabbed down again with ferocity.

Poof, the blade pierced the Black Knight's chest again, and the bones in his chest were unusually tight and strong, resisting the attack of the tip of the knife. But Shi Tiexin's arms crackled, and his strength skyrocketed again. The blade clicked through the bone plate, stabbing hard, stabbing again, and finally penetrating the chest completely, pinning the Black Samurai to the ground.

The Black Warrior was spasmed, his hands clutching the blade in front of his chest, as if trying to pull it out. But in the end, he just let go of his hands weakly.

The muscles of the whole body suddenly spread out their strength, and the strong vitality began to pass quickly.

The winner is decided.

It's really a decisive death, but it's just a snap of a finger.

You live or die, but it's a matter of seconds.

Shi Tiexin half-knelt on the ground, holding the hilt of the knife with both hands, panting heavily, and deep exhaustion filled his bones. Today, I am indeed exhausted to the limit. Especially just now, although it was only one move, it had already exhausted his greatest energy and physical strength.

Compared to the battle in the secret realm, such a duel is the real death match, and it is the real death or death. There is no chance of a restart, and there is no room for hesitation.

A real deathmatch that made him start to be different.

After a moment of breathing, the blood in his waist first rolled and flowed, and then slowly converged. The special effect of increasing recovery by 50% began to work, and Shi Tiexin felt that he could not die.

The gunfire on all sides also stopped, and Daxing had achieved a complete victory. Wang Dafa hurriedly walked over with someone, and Ah Cheng held an umbrella for him diligently. Wang Dafa seemed to say something, but Shi Tiexin lost a lot of blood and was dizzy, and he couldn't hear it clearly.

He just lowered his head and looked at the black warrior who had fallen to the ground, and suddenly reached out and grabbed the tengu mask.

He wanted to see who this man who put a lot of pressure and persecution on him was.

The tengu mask was lifted, revealing a familiar face.

The people gathered around were silent for a while, staring at the face, always feeling familiar. Ah Fei, who came over, suddenly exclaimed: "Isn't this Fujiwara Jizhen!" ”

Everyone couldn't help but be in an uproar.

Fujiwara Gokuma is a black samurai!

The black samurai is Fujiwara Gokuma!

It turned out that the rumored black warrior killing the car god was just a drama of the golden cicada coming out of its shell directed and acted by him!

Everyone was making noise, but Shi Tiexin didn't. He quietly looked at Fujiwara's face before he opened his mouth heavily: "You know, I thought about avenging you." ”

"So...... Fortunately...... Grateful...... "Blood gushed out of Fujiwara Goshima's mouth, it was purple-red, strange and gorgeous. He tugged at his chest and said with difficulty: "In the next ...... Shameless to Jun ...... I had to cheat ...... death."

Shi Tiexin didn't speak again, he didn't even ask what all this was for.

"If current events are easy to change...... I would indeed prefer to ...... Drink with you...... Pity...... It's a pity......" Fujiwara Gokuma tried to look up. The rain hit his eyelids, but he didn't notice it. His eyes began to drift, and his hollow gaze pierced through the dense and dark clouds, and it seemed that he had suddenly returned to the spring field full of mountains and flowers.

"My ...... The Land of the Rising Sun......"

"My ...... Family...... Township ......"

Poof, Fujiwara Gokuma's raised head fell into the whirlpool. Waves of water poured out and poured back again, drowning his face. The purple-red blood was diluted to a pale pink, like scattered wild cherry blossoms, scattered into mud in the wind and rain.

Shi Tiexin looked at all this expressionlessly, watching the passing of this idealist. No matter how strong the vitality is, it will eventually become empty.

"Boss." The pot cake suddenly came over, and said with a sad expression: "Boss, go and see Daddy, he ......"

Guopan's face was full of pain and he stopped talking, and Shi Tiexin stood up suddenly, and staggered a little to another circle of people surrounded by three or two steps.

Selling dad fell into Ah D's arms, the blood from the wound no longer oozing, and his face was pale and terrifying. Knife wounds, blood loss, blisters, and long-term lack of medical treatment, anyone with a discerning eye can see that it is no longer possible to sell Dad.

"Pit daddy, cheating daddy, the boss has come to see you, open your eyes quickly!"

In Ah D's call, Daddy opened his eyes with difficulty, and his voice was as thin as a mosquito.

"Boss ......"

"I'm here, I'm here." Shi Tiexin stretched out his hand to hold his father's hand, and his voice was thick and calm: "What do you want to explain, tell me." Do you want to take care of your family? Are there any relatives? ”