The blade slashed dangerously across me, and the old man wielded a watermelon knife with a tiger, and I didn't find a chance to fight back except for dodging in embarrassment.

I'm not afraid of fist to fist, but it's impossible not to be afraid of fist to knife, so I rushed up and fought with the old evil way, although the Qiankun body technique has been used to the extreme I can, the old evil way of the watermelon knife still left a few cuts on my body.

On the other hand, my grandfather's situation is also very bad, his strength is not to the point where he can kill the ghost and demon without relying on the formation, and even if he does not have the formation, he is not the opponent of the ghost and demon at his peak, not to mention that he has suffered a lot of injuries in order to lead Liu Xiaorong into the Twelve Heavenly Gate Formation before, if it weren't for decades of experience and mastery of various spells, it is estimated that he would have been defeated long ago.

So even if my grandfather kept throwing out one spell after another, when he cast the five thunder talismans, there were bursts of thunder in the sky, and the momentum was huge, although he continued to weaken Liu Xiaorong, he was still fiercely suppressed by Liu Xiaorong, and there were dangers in every move.

Once again, he pulled back from under the knife of the old evil way. Glancing at Song Mink's side again, she found that her situation was also very bad, the strength of the twelve red-clothed ghosts was not weak, and she was also well-founded in attacking and defending, as if she had trained countless times in advance, it didn't look like a puppet controlled by someone, although Song Mink was very strong, it was not a big problem for the two-fisted opponent to have four hands, eight hands or even twelve hands, but unfortunately in the face of this impenetrable twenty-four hands, they could only be able to parry, and there was rarely a chance to fight back. It seems that the control method of the twelve red-clothed ghosts has been greatly improved by the old evil way these days.

The enemy has progressed, but I have fallen, not only have I not reviewed the Three Qing Runes and the Qiankun Body Technique in the past two years, but even the combat experience that I have accumulated with great difficulty has faded a lot.

At this time, our situation is very similar to the Tian Ji horse racing mentioned in the primary school textbook, the strongest is my grandfather, but he can't beat the opponent's strongest Liu Xiaorong, the second strongest is Song Mink, she is also very difficult to face the opponent's second strongest opponent, and the weakest I was originally very hopeful to kill the opponent's weakest opponent, but unfortunately when the opponent's weakest and best bullied player took out a watermelon knife without forcing his face, the situation took a sharp turn. No matter how high the kung fu is, I am afraid of kitchen knives, not to mention a watermelon knife as long as forty or fifty centimeters, and I will definitely die if I cut me strongly.

And unlike Tian Ji horse racing, we can't win by tricks, because Liu Xiaorong will not hesitate to poke me to death with a little thumb, and then turn around and poke Song Mink to death, and finally my grandfather's fate can be imagined. There is no doubt that Liu Xiaorong really has this strength.

Looking back, the old evil way didn't seem to take me seriously at all, only to see him holding a watermelon knife to show off in the air, and then looked at me with a smile and said, "I didn't expect it, right? Do you think I'm not prepared at all? I have to say that I am afraid of being less strong, but ...... Knives aren't afraid, hehe....... ”

Well, at this time, I don't feel pitiful in my heart at all, his uncle's is obviously a poor person must have something hateful, at least the expression of the old evil way is quite hateful in my opinion. I have to say that people who don't force their faces are really hateful, but they are also quite scary. At this time, I also wanted to be a person who didn't force my face, but unfortunately I swept my eyes around the ground a few times and found that in addition to leaves and weeds, there was no capital for me not to force my face.

On the other side, my grandfather forcibly supported Liu Xiaorong's ubiquitous attack, and finally was carelessly grabbed by Liu Xiaorong's arm, and suddenly let out a painful snort.

Time waits for no one, it's too late, feeling the heavy copper coin sword pinned behind me, a bold idea suddenly sprouted in my mind, so I stared at the old evil way tightly and didn't say anything, gritted my teeth and took the initiative to rush towards him for the first time.

The longer the time drags on, the more unfavorable it is for us, and the only breakthrough is on me, so I can't have the slightest hesitation, only by quickly solving the old evil ways, we can have a glimmer of life. I'm gambling, betting on a Five Emperors Copper Coin Sword, and then betting that the Five Emperors Copper Coin Sword can block the old and evil watermelon knife for me at a critical time.

The old evil man was stunned for a moment when he saw me take the initiative to rush towards him, and then he also rushed towards me with a cruel and bloodthirsty smile, and the watermelon knife in his hand was getting closer and closer to me, and the blade emitted a cold ghostly light.

Getting closer and closer, my left hand quietly touched the copper coin sword on the back, gently pulled it out and hid it behind me, and the right hand was clenched into a fist, whether it was life or death depends on this blow, the old evil way thought that a watermelon knife could suppress me, so he also relied on it very much, he definitely couldn't imagine that I dared to resist the watermelon knife in his hand.

Finally closer, the old evil way held the handle of the watermelon knife with both hands and slashed it hard, and in a trance there seemed to be a sound of breaking wind in the air, which shows how much force the old evil dao used this knife, and I have no doubt that if this knife hits me, my death must belong to the type that people will vomit when they see it.

I stood still, bowed slightly, staggered my feet slightly, and struck a position where I could use all my strength to the fullest, and then held the hilt of the bronze coin sword with my left hand, so that it was tightly attached to my arm and lifted violently, almost at the same time, my head was tilted downward, and at the same time my right hand formed a fist, and with enough strength, I smashed it into the face of the old man.

The moment of life and death came, I subconsciously closed my eyes at the moment when the watermelon knife of the old evil way fell, all the movements were made by relying on the position I saw in the last second, I don't think that the old evil way can still react in this short period of time, in fact, he really didn't have time to react, we are all betting, he is betting that my punch will not kill him, and I am also betting that he will not kill me with this knife,

Finally, the expected huge force hit my left arm, I subconsciously closed my eyes and didn't have time to open them again, and the fist in my right hand also came from the feeling of hitting the flesh and then I was knocked to the ground, as if I was being pressed to the ground, my whole person slammed into the ground, the upper body that bears the most force is undoubtedly more miserable, and the upper body is dominated by the head, so my head hit the ground hard, and my eyes are black.

……。

Time seemed to freeze suddenly, and at that moment my consciousness briefly fell into a blank, I didn't seem to be me anymore, because I couldn't feel my existence anymore, the whole person seemed to be floating in a dark space and couldn't find a direction, and it was like drifting in the wind, I wanted to open my eyes, but what I saw after opening it was darkness.

Buzzing ......, it seemed as if the computer had finally restarted after it had crashed, and the sound of the cooling fan starting rang in my head, at first it was a few intermittent sounds, and then it became continuous, and the buzzing sound rang in my head non-stop, and I finally had a feeling.

...... pain, the pain finally came, first the nose, then the eyes and mouth, anyway, the whole face and the whole head were hurting, and the last pain came from the left hand, and after the dazed head slowly regained consciousness, the pain from the left hand occupied the core of all the pain, causing the pain in all other positions to become insignificant.

But the pain made me ecstatic, I won, I didn't die, and my left hand was still there.

Hiss......!

The buzzing head slowly regained consciousness, and I barely stood up with my right hand support, my nose seemed to be bleeding, and some of it flowed into my mouth and I swallowed it, and suddenly a rusty smell came.

But this is not a major event worth noting, compared to my left hand, which hurts when I move at this time, what is a little nosebleed?

The copper coin sword had already been torn apart, and not a single one could be seen scattered in the grass. Bearing back the pain, I lifted the sleeve of my left hand, and a shocking wound was revealed.

I saw that on the forearm of my left hand, a copper coin was cut in half and deeply embedded in the flesh, and the blood flowed down like no money, and in a short time it dyed half of the arm red, and dripped down the arm into the grass.

In the middle of the sword were three coins stacked on top of each other, and it was not surprising that the top two had been cut in half, and the last one was broken in two, but the sacrifice of the two companions preserved its body.

The wound is more than what it seems, the pain of the flesh is impossible for me to break out in a cold sweat, and as expected, the bones inside are also injured.

It's a pity that the most fatal thing now is the wound on the flesh, the blood is not fatal, and if I don't take measures, the bleeding can also bleed me to death. I didn't dare to move the copper coin embedded in the flesh, so I gritted my teeth and tore off a sleeve of my coat, and wrapped the wound in pain.

After doing this, I looked at the old evil man lying motionless on the ground in front of me, and said that he and I both won, which can be regarded as a win-win situation.

He didn't kill me with a single punch, and I didn't kill him with a single punch, but I knocked him out, so I won more.

After countless deductions and plans, I decided on such a dangerous plan, and the punch I threw at the end naturally exhausted my strength, if it weren't for the maximum power of this punch, which caused the center of gravity of my body to unconsciously move forward, I would not have fallen so badly, and almost knocked me out and the sloppy old man at this time.

If you want to say that the advantages of being young are these, I haven't fainted yet, and there must be an age factor in it.

Turning his head and glancing at the twelve red-clothed ghosts trembling with Song Mink, they didn't seem to be affected, did they really have to kill the old evil way with my own hands before they could get out of control?

I picked up the watermelon knife that the old man had dropped on the ground, and while watching Song Mink struggle to go back and forth with the twelve red-clothed ghosts, I looked at the old man who was lying motionless on the ground and couldn't do it.

When faced with the desperate situation of life and death, I can not hesitate to give birth to the idea of killing him, but when it is really time to start, I hesitate again, this is a living person, killing is a crime, even if the other party really deserves to die, what he does is not like a person, but more like a beast. But at the end of the day, as long as he was wearing this skin, I wouldn't be able to slash him to death without guilt.

I took the watermelon knife and slashed it a few times on the body of the old man, and this knife seemed to be inappropriate anywhere. At this time, I really blamed myself for being too weak, if this punch directly killed him, why bothered with this?

Turning my head to look at Song Mink, and then at the direction of my grandfather, I was looking for a reason to let me kill the old man without hesitation, but when my eyes saw my grandfather's situation at the moment, my brain shook violently.

"Song Mink ......."

I let out a loud roar as I looked in my grandfather's direction, and my eyes cracked.