"Nope."

I held the knife in both hands, and a violent electric field erupted on my skin! My hair is pulled up by static electricity one by one!

"Kill you, and the fourth personality will not be born." It's useless to say more, I am murderously approaching the tyrant, but inside, I always have a tight string.

What are the conditions for winning...... Too harsh! Although the body is strong, but I am not a person with a sharp body, defeat the tyrant, I may be able to do it, I want to defeat without shedding a drop of blood, it is difficult!

Only by cooperating with Zhu Feiyue seamlessly, it is possible to do it.

Sensing my approach, the tyrant lowered his neck and stared at me miserably, and when he saw the tyrannical arc on my skin, his pupils contracted violently!

"What a terrible body! It's so hateful. ”

"No wonder, you can kill scholars without blood, Blood Jade, if you only compete in strength, I will never be your opponent."

The tyrant's gaze became cruel, the tip of his tongue licked the blood from the corner of his mouth, and he laughed maliciously:

"It is necessary to introduce my abilities, before my death, I was a space sealer."

Space Sealer?

Zhu Feiyue and I have listened to it, what kind of species is this?

"You call your uncle! The dog basket and the cow are blowing into the sky, Li Zhiwen, cut him with a knife! ”

Zhu Feiyue's shout came from behind, and I was about to rush up, when I saw the tyrant make a complicated gesture towards Zhu Feiyue in the distance.

The fingertips of the ring finger of his right hand pressed on the outside of the base of the index finger, this kind of inhuman gesture, which humans can't do at all, it looks strange and somewhat familiar.

I remember! When I was learning to drive in a driving school before, I once heard an eerie story from the mouth of an old bear.

Back then, the old bear pulled a cart of oranges, and on the night road, he encountered a strange bus, and the bus driver's face was covered with a layer of black fog, and he made a similar gesture to the old bear.

Then, Lao Xiong's big truck turned on its side in a strange way.

When I think of this, I am terrified! Blowing up his scalp, he turned his head to look at Zhu Feiyue.

Next, I saw a hellish scene.

A semicircular black light mask, five meters in diameter and wide, like a large round bowl, turned Zhu Feiyue upside down in it.

On the surface of the light mask, a trace of black gas was emitted, and a substance similar to lightning loomed, making a sizzling sound, and even the space around the light mask seemed to be distorted and blurred.

"You? What did you do to him? "I couldn't see the situation inside the light mask, I wasn't sure about Zhu Feiyue's life or death, and I was anxious.

"Don't worry, I just sealed him temporarily, you can understand it this way, now, the space he is in belongs to another world, or rather, I have temporarily isolated him from the world."

The tyrant smiled, as if he was very satisfied with his masterpiece: "This is the ability of the space sealer, this kind of beauty of time and space, only an artist like me can comprehend it. ”

As he spoke, he thrust his hands into the ribs on both sides! Pulled out two long bone knives from inside, grabbed them in their hands and shook them:

"I'll admit, I'm more afraid of soul painting than you! Now, you've lost the help of soul painting, and even if I don't have an advantage in strength, at least, it shouldn't be difficult to take a drop of your blood, right? ”

At this time, the fear in my heart grew like dead grass on the grave! Over the past few days, I have experienced too many terrible scenes that ordinary people can't imagine, and I have faced too many distorted dead things, but today, the scene I saw on the third floor of the most dangerous madhouse in the country has completely refreshed my perception of the world.

There are mountains outside the mountains, there are people outside the people, the end of quantum mechanics is metaphysics, so what is the end of metaphysics?

Witnessing the power of the tyrant with my own eyes, I felt the scream of my soul as he brandished his blood-stained bone twin knives as he walked towards me step by step.

"It just so happens that I also use a knife, so let me see who has sharper knife skills!"

The white bone twin knives, one left and one right, struck at the door in front of me, and the speed was outrageous!

There's no time to dodge! Between the lightning and flint, my body made an instinctive reflex, using the scissors in my left hand and the razor in my right hand, respectively, to block this blow to the death!

The collision of white bone and metal will emit a dazzling spark! I clamped the bone knife with my scissors, and with the razor in my right hand, I slid up the tyrant's blade and slashed at him in front of the door.

The tyrant's face was cold, he turned sideways, narrowly avoided it, his right wrist reversed, and slashed at my abdomen, and I had to let go of the scissors in my left hand and slam it down!

Bang! Perfectly blocked this blow, I burst out with strange power, the tyrant bone knife that shook almost came out of his hand, his body shook violently, and he sneered:

"Shaver...... Sure enough, it lives up to its name! Thanks to my weapon to restrain you, the arc on your body can't be transmitted through the bone knife! ”

As he spoke, he slashed my scissors with his left knife, and his right knife slashed at the top of my head like a white viper, and at the same time his left knife followed up and attacked my side ribs!

In just two rounds of fighting, I suffered a big loss in weapons, the shaver's guy is paying attention to the close-quarters attack, as the so-called one inch short, one inch dangerous, only by seizing the close-quarters position, can the real power be exerted.

But the tyrant's double knife perfectly restrains me, although the strength is far inferior to mine, but this person's knife skills are evil, the angle of the knife is tricky, unbelievable, and the speed is also very fast.

In contrast, I have not been systematically trained in knife techniques, and the so-called thirteen scissors of the Yin Tomb are only forcibly imitated by me according to my father's artistic conception.

But I don't know anything about the specific routines of the knife technique.

Without the assistance of soul painting, not long after the fight, I was in danger, the sword wind in my ears, and the blurred white light in front of my eyes, I could only rely on the lightning reflection of my body to dodge, block, and seize the gap to counterattack.

I fought with the tyrant in a scene that was too dangerous to describe, and what annoyed me the most was that on several occasions, I could have used the flaws in his sword skills to kill him with one move! But I can't! At first, the tyrant dodged a few times, but after the fight, the tyrant simply gave up the defense, blindly attacked, and determined that he would die with me.

This mad dog-style deadly knife method made me embarrassed, it was not difficult to kill him, but the difficult thing was how to keep myself from being stabbed?

Every knife, every flaw, leads to the result of two defeats, one knife and two lives.

Even if I shed a drop of blood, I can wake up the sleeping fourth personality, if the other party is a yin thing, Zhu Feiyue and I will definitely die!

In the sword light and blood shadow that is difficult to distinguish with the naked eye, I gradually figured out the tyrant's knife technique, after my body got used to this strength, I felt that he was nothing remarkable, the speed was about the same as mine, and the strength was far inferior to mine.

This beast is a mind that wants to die with me.

Can I let you get your way? Aren't all these days, hellish practice?

After more than ten minutes, I had completely adapted to the tyrant's knife technique, and after narrowing the distance by dodging, I became more adept, and with three or two strokes of my right hand, I cut the skin of his face and flesh, and cut off one of his ears with scissors in my left hand.

The tyrant was really driven crazy by me, screaming in pain, and the attack was not only not slow, but more ruthless than before!

He took a sharp step back, his right knife turning into a cloud of white light, slashing diagonally into my neck from the bottom up, and stabbing my left knife straight into my heart.

"A drop of blood! All I need is a drop of blood! ”