The wind and sand slowly dissipated, and the man's figure went from vague to clear, at this moment, the man was lying on the ground, with blood stains on his mouth and nose, and a silver-white long knife fell aside.

The man clutched his chest, gasping for breath and coughing from time to time, and if he coughed, he would cough up blood. At this time, the man stared at Rong Que deadly, there was unwillingness in his eyes, there was consternation, his move to slash the sand mad knife, is his famous skill in Mobei Lonely, how many heroes and heroes are trapped in the sand and dust, in the sand and dust he took his life one after another, I never thought that the people I met today are not only a Taoist, but also thoughtful, and can calm down and find flaws in the crisis.

Rong Que finally breathed a sigh of relief, and successfully cracked the man's sand slashing knife, which was considered to save his life, Rong Que took two steps forward, his body shook, and he felt that he was lightheaded.

Touching behind him, his back is already a wet piece, although he has stopped bleeding at the point, but the point can only avoid heavy bleeding, and can not completely stop the bleeding, in the time, a lot of blood is oozing out quietly, and the blood loss is excessive, making Rong Que's face pale and his limbs tend to be weak.

Seeing this, the man was a killer who licked blood from the knife's edge, and naturally knew what Rong Que's strange behavior was.

The man's knife skills are good, and the speed of the knife is very fast, like a swift eagle, and it will kill with one blow.

"Poof!"

The blade scraped from Rong Que's ear, scraped against the auricle, Rong Que could already hear the slight vibration of the blade, the man's long knife failed to stab Rong Que, the man immediately turned his wrist, turned the blade to Rong Que, changed the stab to sweep, and swept towards Rong Que.

Rong Que was shocked, and found that his iron sword had been thrown away for the sand slashing madness, and he was using his bare hands at this time. Seeing the man's long knife coming, in order to save his life, in a hurry, he desperately urged the aura, gathered the aura of the whole body on his right hand, and then grabbed the long knife with his right hand.

This is the next strategy to abandon the pawn to protect the handsome, in fact, Rong Que has no bottom in his heart, and he doesn't know if his hand armed with spiritual power can carry the blade, if he can't carry it, he will cut off his hand at the lightest, and he will die at the worst.

The man saw Rong Que coming empty-handed, his vicious gaze, like a hungry wolf, with ferocity and blood, his hands tightly grasped the hilt of the knife, and he tried his best, this long knife can break stones, can break wood, he snatched it from the hands of merchants in the Western Regions, it is said that this long knife is the Western Regions Xuantie calcined for two hundred days, and then carefully crafted by the blacksmith, in short, since his debut, this knife has not disappointed him.

The man could already foresee that Rong Que's palm would be cut off by the long knife in his hand like rotten wood, and then scarlet blood sprayed into the air, staining the sky and the earth red. The man had seen too many of these scenes, and too many people had died under his long knife, that he had long been accustomed to this kind of bloody and killing scene, and even accustomed to it.

The blade and Rong Que's palm began to touch, and the man felt his arm shake, as if the knife had slashed at a stone, but it didn't matter, even if it was a stone, he could break it. The man secretly exerted his strength to completely cut off Rong Que's hand.

At this time, blood droplets appeared on the blade, and Rong Que's right hand was painful, and he could clearly feel that the blade broke through the epidermis of the palm and embedded it in the flesh. Rong Que was shocked, and desperately urged the aura, allowing the aura to be blessed in his right hand to resist.

For a while, the two sides were at a stalemate, both of them were trying their best, Rong Que's palms were red and green, red was his blood, and green was the light reflected due to the condensation of a large amount of spiritual energy.

Time passed minute by minute, both of them stood there upright, Rong Que had knife wounds on his back and abdomen, the blood was still flowing, the blood was flowing more, his energy was gradually exhausted, but the man was not much better, just now he was hit by Rong Que with all his strength, and this punch happened to hit his chest, his internal organs were seriously damaged, and he was still trying his best at this time, at this time, the man had been coughing, and every time he coughed, he was vomiting blood.

It can be said that the state of the two people on the scene is extremely bad, both of them are fighting for their families, comparing whose family background is thicker, to see who can last a long time.

Slowly, Rong Que began to panic a little, because he realized that the aura in his body was almost consumed, and he was about to run out, if the aura was exhausted, his right hand would not be blessed with aura, and he would turn back into an ordinary mortal body, what would happen, Rong Que knew very well.

The man has been a killer for ten years, his combat experience is far better than Rong Que, he has rich combat experience, at this time, although Rong Que tried his best to hide the panic in his heart, but the panic in his eyes flashed, and the man keenly captured it.

Although the man has been in contact with Rong Que for less than an hour, Rong Que gives the man the feeling that Rong Que is terrifyingly thoughtful, and he can quickly find out the flaws of the sand cutting knife, like this kind of person, he will not panic for no reason, at this moment, the panic in Rong Que's eyes shows that Rong Que has an extremely unfavorable situation.

The man's heart rejoiced, and he felt that the scales of victory would tip in his favor.

"Boy, you're dying!" the man deliberately said to hit Rong Que's confidence.

Rong Que's whole body was cold, he knew that the other party had already seen the clues, but he knew that his momentum could not be weak at this time, so he said coldly, "Let's see who lasts longer." ”

After Rong Que finished speaking, he hurriedly probed the aura in his body again, and found that it had reached its limit, and within a quarter of an hour, it would be completely exhausted. All thoughts were lost, and when he looked up and saw the other party, although he was also exhausted, the other party was obviously in much better condition than himself.

Rong Que sighed uncomfortably, today's catastrophe is inevitable, but it is a pity that he failed to go to Changzhi Mountain and failed to find his senior sister. Rong Que's heart was like ashes, and at the same time, the aura gathered in his right hand from his body weakened, and the blue light on Rong Que's right hand also faded. When the other party saw this, his heart was overjoyed.

How do you know, just when Rong Que thought that he had no way to return to heaven, Rong Que was suddenly startled, he felt a warm current in his body, what is this warm current? Rong Que hurriedly probed his body, it was the aura, the aura was replenishing rapidly, where did the aura come from? Rong Que was puzzled, why did the aura appear?

Rong Que pondered his eyebrows, remembering that his teacher, Yu Mo Zhenren, had sealed his cultivation.

Could it be that when the cultivation in the body is exhausted, then the sealed aura can be used? The sealed aura will replenish the human body on its own? Rong Que was secretly happy in his heart, no matter what the reason, at this juncture of life and death, it was a good thing that this kind of miracle could happen.

With the rapid replenishment of the spiritual energy in Rong Que's body, the spiritual power blessed by his right hand began to fill again, and the cyan light lit up again.