Chapter Ninety-Eight: I Have a Knife, You Come and Try It
Whoever can shoot down the stars with an arrow of sorrow must have a great secret.
But anyone with a brain will think of this.
But no one would have thought that Wang Shi, who looked very weak, did this, almost everyone thought that Eleven had done it, and there was still the breath of an earth immortal on his body.
The swordsman and the black robe were the only ones who knew the whole thing, so they struck before everyone else.
Without warning, a bit of sword light emerged from behind Wang Shi. There is only such a lone knife, and the shadow of the user is not visible at all, as if it is a fishtail thrown out of the water.
Turn back the knife!
The fastest knife that a swordsman is proud of!
Wang Shi's knife has become faster, and it is even possible to block this knife, but now Wang Shi does not have a knife in his hand, and there is no spiritual power left in his body, so it is absolutely impossible to block it.
In fact, it was true, Wang Shi found the knife behind him, but he didn't have much strength to dodge it. As for the demon knife, it was held by Eleven. Eleven also knew how fierce Wang Shi was after getting the demon knife to kill, so he pressed the demon knife to death.
The swordsman and the black robe had no intention of capturing Wang Shi alive, they both knew that such a person could not be captured alive, but could only be killed immediately, otherwise there would definitely be an accident that no one expected, and accidents would often put people to death.
However, the knife was still crooked.
Laugh at!
The blade sliced into the ground with a subtle thud that split everything in two, and if it hit, even Eleven's body would crack.
"How can you cut crooked?!"
In the heart of the swordsman, there was no doubt that there were turbulent waves. He obviously saw it very accurately, Wang Shi didn't make much movement, and the hand holding the knife didn't tremble, how could there be a deviation?! This is simply unreasonable.
The black-robed hand pressed softly on the swordsman's body, and then lifted him back and said, "We are all poisoned!"
The swordsman was horrified, and he couldn't believe what his companion said.
"How can it be poisoned, when is it poisoned, how can it be that you don't notice it?"
In an instant, the black robe had already withdrawn from a long distance with the swordsman, and at this time, the swordsman finally noticed a trace of abnormality in his body.
The black robe said in a deep voice: "His surroundings are covered with poison, and his ability to paralyze spiritual power and immortal power is too strong, which can make people hallucinate. This poison has no effect on him now. That's why your knife will be incorrect. ”
In the blink of an eye, the black robe helped suppress the poison in the swordsman's body.
"He even uses poison?!" the knife man snorted, holding the knife in both hands, and suddenly staggered, and slashed it blatantly!
Even if he is not good at long-range attacks, the knife in his hand can still reach Wang Shi at this distance.
The index finger and middle finger of the opera's left hand are erected, the thumb reaches the ring finger, curled up slightly, and stands in front of him, and a black and white gas immediately diffuses.
"Chonghe Road!"
Swish!
Like the sound of Feihong skimming across the water, a slight crack appeared where Wang Shi and Xizi were originally standing. Although the crack is small and seemingly powerless, it can actually cut through everything.
Wang Shi, who had been blurred into black and white, gradually emerged and appeared in place unscathed.
The actor's face quickly turned pale, and he almost used up half of the spiritual power that Wang Shi had given him. Luckily, the needle technique was strong enough, otherwise he might have fainted by now.
Struggling to calm his breath, the drama said, "It won't take ten breaths to come." ”
Wang Shi nodded slightly, still standing in place, as if he didn't notice any danger, and looked calm.
"He's recovering his spiritual power, he can't delay any longer!" The black robe immediately discovered Wang Shi's purpose for doing this.
From the very beginning, Wang Shi knew that he would not be able to escape from the gaze of so many people, so he seized all the time to recover his spiritual power. Originally, it was a physique with one hundred and eight meridians fully open, but now with the vast divine perception of the starry sky, Wang Shi's recovery ability had reached an astonishing level.
The black robe did not hesitate, and the wide cloak suddenly opened, enveloping the swordsman inside.
Assassinate!
can rank ninth and tenth on the nameless list, and the black robe and the swordsman rely on assassination. Without defense, almost no one can escape their assassination.
Wang Shi's gaze was already calm, looking at the violent battle in the distance, as if a person who loved to listen to opera was fascinated, and nothing could disturb him anymore.
Calm and unwavering, the scene at this time is like a painting, without the slightest change.
Suddenly, the shadow of a knife appeared on Wang Shi's neck. When he appeared, he was about to cut through Wang Shi's skin.
The shiny blade glows a very light red!
See the poison that seals the throat with blood!
The black robe can instantly unlock the poison of the oil flower, so his method of poisoning is definitely not inferior to the oil flower!
Youhua has always followed Wang Shi's side, and at such a desperate juncture, he reappeared, forced back the previous attack of the swordsman, and helped Wang Shi solve the crisis. He was supposed to strike again, but he disappeared and never reappeared.
Wang Shi didn't know when he moved, the two fingers of his left hand were together, and he threw it to the left side like shaking off the rain on his body, and his body shrank back even more rapidly, and his body arched.
The gap between the fingers just stuck on the blade, and then it slid down the blade at a rapid speed.
The spiritual power of the needle cutting technique is like thousands of steel needles, constantly excites from the two fingers and nails it to the slender knife of the swordsman.
Whether it was the movement speed of the blade or the movement speed of Wang Shi's fingers, both were extremely fast, so under the superposition of speed, the extremely fast friction of spiritual power produced a terrifying high temperature.
Laugh at!
A puff of white smoke rises!
Wang Shi's fingers eventually swept across his neck, bringing up a patch of blood.
"Use high temperature to reduce the toxicity, and then use very subtle spiritual power to control it, control it in a small area, what a subtle method!"
While the black robe applauded in his heart, his vigilance was also at the highest. Such an opponent is too difficult to deal with, and it is impossible to kill him in a moment's time, even with all his hole cards.
Wang Shi shrank back, and his body approached the hilt of the knife, where the speed of the knife was the slowest, and the resistance generated by his two fingers was able to avoid the blow, and he was not beheaded by a single knife, nor was his throat sealed by blood.
However, at this time, Wang Shi's back was also completely arched, like a bow that was really about to break the string, and immediately hit backwards!
A bone needle suddenly appeared in the black robe's hand, aiming at the highest point of Wang Shi's arch, and pierced it fiercely.
In an instant, the two collided!
The true dragon patterns on the bones converged at this moment, and all of them were concentrated on that piece of vertebrae, like the tip of a mountain peak, and suddenly pushed out.
Bite!
Bang!
A huge pop sounded at this moment!
The black robe suddenly became like green smoke, and his body suddenly elongated and bent, and he actually dodged Wang Shi's strong impact, otherwise he would have been seriously injured in such a short distance.
Without a demon sword, Wang Shi, no matter how exquisite his moves are, it is impossible to match the black robe and the swordsman.
Suddenly, Wang Shi raised his head slightly and looked at Eleven.
The time was too short, the mutation was too fast, and before Eleven could fully react, countless people's attacks attacked, obviously all of them were moves to kill him, and he could only do his best to attack.
All the power is used to perform immortal arts, and the power to suppress the demon sword's aversion to killing is naturally reduced a lot.
At this time, Wang Shi raised his right hand and shook it forward!
The demon knife exploded with murderous aura, broke the seal of Eleven, turned into a black shadow, and flew sideways!
"Can't let him get the demon knife!"
The swordsman roared, and quickly turned into countless afterimages, surrounding Wang Shi, and the afterimages of the knife in his hand also fell together, completely a violent storm.
The condensed True Dragon Pattern suddenly spread out, evenly branching around Wang Shi's body, forming a powerful defense.
Countless sword shadows fall!
"Cut the rain and cut the wind!"
The blade broke through Wang Shi's white clothes and landed on his skin, slashing at the true dragon pattern.
The sound of a kiln of ceramics crumbling sounded!
The true dragon pattern couldn't withstand the swordsman's slashes, but after all, it was thick enough to withstand these slashes for a split second. A split second is enough.
The swordsman sneered, "You think I'm going to let you get the demon sword?!"
While attacking Wang Shi, the swordsman turned around and slashed towards the demon knife. As long as he could guarantee that the knife would not return to Wang Shi's side, then he would kill the other party with great confidence. Wang Shi, who has no sword, is not so terrible.
However, the swordsman's knife missed!
"Your knife is fast, but now it's not as fast as me. ”
Wang Shi's voice came out a long time later, and before that, he had already grasped the demon knife and slashed out countless knives.
The true dragon patterns all over the body shattered, and countless blood marks emerged, but then there was a slight surge of spiritual power, smoothing everything out, and there was not a trace of blood red.
The countless knives that the swordsman had fallen before were either chopped or picked off, and none of them caused fatal damage to Wang Shi.
Bite!
The knifeman's eyes widened as he saw the pitch-black shadow of the knife miss the knife in his hand and land above his head.
The black robe appeared in time, covering the swordsman under the black robe, which quickly turned into a puff of green smoke and dissipated in place.
"Is it the same spatial spirit as the play?"
Wang Shi whispered, no longer paying attention to the two of them, but looking into the distance.
A smile suddenly appeared on the corner of Jun Jian's mouth, untied the straw rope around his waist, held the thin half-cut wooden sword in his hand, bowed slightly, and then stood up straight, the wooden sword in his hand trembled.
Childe's pupils shrank, his hair was windless, and the jade sword in his hand made a real crisp sound.
Wang Shi's gaze not only paused on these two people, but also paused in other places, and then said softly: "I have a knife, you will try it!"
The eyes narrowed slightly, and the knife was raised.