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The cool breeze had moved away from the position just now, and I saw him leaning against a big tree with a pale face, and he was holding his right shoulder, which should have been his right hand at this time.

Sweat continued to slide down his forehead, and now the cool breeze showed not anger but resentment in his eyes, staring at Hisoka's face with resentment.

If the eyes could kill people, I'm afraid Hisoka would have died countless times.

Fortunately, because of the charm, the blood that kept gushing was suppressed in time, but it also lost a lot of blood.

The ground, in the grass, and on the tree against which the cool breeze leaned, and in many places on his body, were dyed with a bewitching layer of bright red.

When Hisoka reappeared in front of Jelf's eyes, he had already changed his look. The wavy hairstyle that had been combed backwards had now stood on end, and its color had changed from green to charred black.

The clothes had become tattered, and it was not an exaggeration to say that the clothes were ragged, and the smell of barbecue was permeating the body.

The exposed skin was already a blur of flesh, and Jelf could even see that many parts of the flesh had been carbonized.

None of the shoulders, neck, or even the entire upper body are intact.

Even though he used "Jian" as a defense, the spell of the cool breeze was not ordinary, and the huge power of thunder and lightning passed through the package of "Jian", so that Hisoka still suffered a lot of injuries.

It is not an exaggeration to say that it hurts the enemy by 1,000 and loses 800 by itself.

"It's a pity, it's such a quick response... To my surprise, I thought you would be cut into ~two~halves~ by me. Hisoka looked at the severed arm and said with a look of regret, his voice becoming a little hoarse.

At the same time, he turned around, looked at the cool breeze that didn't know if it was overconsumption of power in his body, or excessive bleeding, and licked his dry lips and smiled.

"Then let's move on to the second one... I hope you will continue to surprise me. ”

Don't look at Hisoka's miserable appearance, it's burns or something, in fact, most of them are just some skin injuries, which can't affect Sisoka's combat effectiveness too much for the whole thing.

The cool breeze was different, there were no injuries elsewhere, but the broken arm alone was enough to tell the story.

If you are left-handed, it is fine, and the degree of influence is relatively low. But Liang Feng is an out-and-out right-hander, and his combat effectiveness has dropped by at least more than fifty percent.

"I've already lost," Jerff said in his mind. If Cool Breeze didn't choose that spell as the hole card just now, he took out the katana that killed the synthesizer before.

It's not impossible to spell it out with Hisoka.

At least Jelf felt a hint of surprise and danger in that drawing technique, but unfortunately he chose the charm as his backhand.

I didn't expect that Hisoka would choose to hit hard instead of retreating.

The repeated mistakes in his choice have created the current unfavorable situation, and in general, it is the result of his own fault.

If you choose it differently, maybe the whole ending will be different.

Watching Sisoka gradually approach, Jelf watched coldly, without the slightest intention of making a move. He is not a philanthropist and is not obligated to save anyone.

Just because the two of them are the same planes?

Sorry, that's not a reason to let him go.

Peach Thousand Kill is also a plane person, didn't he have to kill himself in the first place?

Maybe in some particular case, Jerf will make a move, but it is clear that it is not now.

"Hum—" The strange hum sounded again.

The purple katana that Jelf had seen before finally appeared in Cool Breeze's hand again.

"What a strong thought—" Jelf stared at the katana with some surprise.

The source of this thought did not come from the cool breeze, but from the katana!

The thought emanated from the katana.

No wonder, it dawned on Jelf.

I see

No wonder Jerf thinks that the cool breeze has learned to "hair", but it still can't be "strong" and "condensed";

No wonder Jelf felt that the foundation of Liang Feng's telepathy was extremely poor, but he could feel a trace of thought in his body;

It's no wonder that his battles have been using yin-yang jutsu and shikijin;

It's no wonder that Cool Breeze froze when Hisoka chose to resist his backhand blow.

If this thought is not possessed by the cool breeze at all, then everything can be explained.

The cool breeze didn't learn to "read" at all... The thought that Jelf felt and the power of the cool breeze to slash through the synth, all because of this katana.

And Liang Feng himself didn't understand Nian at all, so he made this series of wrong judgments.

Intelligence, intelligence... Sure enough, as a plane, knowing the information of each world is the most important thing.

Isn't that a living example, you see?

"What an amazing thought... It's a pity that he doesn't belong to you. Sisoka pinch his left and right hands, and a handful of playing cards appeared in each hand.

With close contact, a master of Sisoka's level would naturally be able to identify where the source of the thought came from.

I saw Hisoka condescendingly looking at the cool breeze, and his tone began to become cold, and his face was no longer the previous hippie smile but a look of disgust.

"Is that all you have to do? If so, I'm getting tired of it. ”

"The power just now was magical, but... True! Target! Good! Not! Somewhat! ”

A murderous aura like substance permeated Hisoka's body...

Blood-spilled...

...

"Give..."The long strip flew towards Jelf, not fast, and was caught by Jelf.

It was the sword that Cool Breeze used before.

I was thinking about getting something from Hisoka just now, but I didn't expect Hisoka to actually give it to me.

"You... I really want it~Uh-huh~"

Hisoka winked at Gerf. Jelf endured goosebumps and pretended not to see...

Jelf clutched his forehead, his head growing for a while.

I didn't shoot directly for the sake of this katana.

That's why I said that this product is more dangerous than Xiba.

Right? Ashiba.

"I was a little tired of the game just now, so let's change our battle to the next ~time~~" Hisoka kissed his palm after speaking, then spread it out towards Jerf's position, closed one eye, and blew lightly.

The picture is so beautiful that I can't bear to look at it directly...

If you want to fight, you will fight, and if you don't fight, you will get out.

Hisoka's injuries weren't big enough to affect the outcome of the battle, but Jelf was different.

It is obviously not a level with the other party, and if there is a fight between Sisoka and Jelf in terms of his character, he will definitely be full of spirits.

"Then I'll go first..."Jelf finished speaking, and without waiting for Hisoka to reply, he disappeared directly in front of Hisoka.

In the moment when Hisoka's mind relaxed after Jelf disappeared, a short figure suddenly burst out of the grass, and before Hisoka could react, the figure held a long strip in his hand and waved it towards Hisoka's position.

A slender fishhook cut through layers of obstacles and caught the number on Hisoka's chest...

(To be continued.) )