The blood needle in the black robe is much stronger than the ten different knives of the earth branch, once Wang Shi falls into it, it will be difficult to get out again, not to mention that there is a powerful person like B beside him, if he doesn't get it right, Wang Shi will have to give his life here. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

There was not a hint of wind at the moment, but the sky was getting more and more gloomy, and a thick autumn rain was about to fall.

A serious autumn rain, not as weak as the spring rain, will be a spectacular autumn rain like a galloping horse, an autumn rain that will trample everything.

Only such a violent and violent rain can be regarded as autumn rain.

The calmer it is, the more urgent the rain becomes.

Wang Shi didn't move, B didn't give an order, and the eight black-robed Tiangans didn't move, but the blood needle in his hand had been raised to the most suitable height, and the best angle was chosen to ensure that he could kill the enemy trapped in front of him with a single sword.

With the cover of a hat, you can only see people through very small gaps. B looked at Wang Shi very calmly, silently thinking about everything in his heart. Thinking as long as a hundred years, and thinking as quickly as lightning, B said slowly, "Kill him." ”

This is the second time that B has said "kill him", and although B is only second in the heavenly stems, everyone has never doubted his strength. In A's absence, B has the final say, and if B is asked to give the same order a third time, regardless of whether they complete the order or not, who awaits them will die.

Now, do everything you can to kill Wang Shi too!

Staring at B, who didn't show up, Wang Shi calmly looked like a stone, not caring about the people rushing over at all, just thinking about how to cut B.

Sword coming!

Tricky and weird, with a strange speed and angle, stabbed at Wang Shi's ear.

At this time, Wang Shi actually closed his eyes, did not look at the attacking sword, and did not use his spiritual sense to perceive, and closed all his senses.

Like a thin needle, it is about to pierce Wang Shi's ear, and then this blood needle will pierce Wang Shi's head and come out of Wang Shi's other ear.

The knife moves!

It was obviously messing around, as if a child had taken a hot fire hook and threw it out at once.

Syllable!

The extremely resilient blood needle was actually cut off!

Although the blood needle in Tiangan's hand is only a medium-grade spiritual weapon, its biggest feature is that it is extremely tough, except for the extremely sharp high-grade spiritual weapon, it is impossible to be cut off by anything, let alone a bladeless scabbard. However, the facts are just around the corner.

At this moment, B's hand seemed to move slightly, as if he wanted to make a move, but in the end, he calmed down and didn't make a move, but was slightly surprised by Wang Shi's knife technique.

One Blood Needle is cut off, and it will not hinder the attack of other Blood Needles.

Seven blood needles continued to stab at the front and back, sealing all of Wang Shi's retreats, and nailing Wang Shi to this square inch of space.

Wang Shi still didn't open his eyes, and waved the knife in his hand indiscriminately, just like the knife he practiced indiscriminately on the shore of Banhai Lake a few days ago, chaotic and without a trace.

Knives!

It was a mess, and the more he cut it, the more chaotic it became, and even Wang Shi himself didn't know how he would cut it out next.

This kind of chaotic knife is the most suitable for chaotic warfare.

I don't distinguish between friend and foe, and I cut them all indiscriminately.

It's getting more and more chaotic, and Wang Shi can't get out of this mess by himself.

At this time, the blood needles had already been cut off three by Wang Shi, and two people had already been cut to the ground by random knives.

Tiangan is a strong man of the Nine Stages Qi, any of them is stronger than Zi and Chou combined, but now they were killed by Wang Shi as soon as they fought, plus the previous one, in such a short period of time, three people have died in Wang Shi's hands.

B was still as silent as before, standing aside, quietly looking at Wang Shi who was dancing around, not caring about the dead black robe at all.

Finally, Wang Shi opened his eyes, stopped the chaotic knife in his hand, and slashed out the fastest straight knife with a brutal attitude, and immediately cut off the head of the nearest person, and then jumped deftly, broke through the siege of the black robe, and fled into the distance.

B still watched Wang Shi go away very calmly, without the slightest hindrance.

From birth to the present, no one knows what B is thinking in his heart, and no one knows what that hatred for A has turned into. He was just silent, silently hiding everything, silently thinking about everything.

Without Yi commanding, the remaining black robes immediately chased after him.

It was only eight stages of qi, and the level of cultivation of the soaring technique was not enough, Wang Shi could only rely on the pseudo-shock moment to distance himself from those heavenly stems behind him who were all nine stages of qi.

It is impossible for Wang Shi to resist so many people alone. If it weren't for the comprehension of the Chaotic Sword before returning to Donglai Mountain, Wang Shi would definitely be left behind by the eight Heavenly Stems now. But even so, Wang Shi also had a long wound on his back, and there were more than a dozen small wounds in other places on his body.

Wang Shi, who had long been familiar with pain, also gritted his teeth at this time, enduring the hot pain from his back and other wounds on his body.

Although the blood needle is not highly toxic, it is coated with a special medicine that can magnify the pain more than ten times. Wang Shi was hit by so many swords, almost all over his body, there was pain everywhere, and the extremely deep wound behind him turned out the flesh, revealing the vertebrae inside. This kind of pain can already make people die, and only people like Wang Shi can endure it.

At present, there is only one way to escape, as long as these people are led to the eighth mountain, everything will be easy.

It's just that with the current spiritual power, it is almost impossible to cross the two mountain mountains and reach the eighth mountain. When he slaughtered the earth branch before, he squandered half of his spiritual power, but now after a fierce battle, there is not much spiritual power left, just barely enough for Wang Shi to perform seven or eight pseudo-shocks.

However, the strongest B still hasn't caught up, which is tantamount to wasting time in vain.

Suddenly, Wang Shi's heart jumped suddenly, urging all the spiritual power to exert a pseudo-shock, turning into a streamer of light, and disappearing between the mountains in an instant.

B finally caught up!

......

Regardless of the fact that his right hand had been cut into a pile of white bones, Hai's big hand like a pu kui fan grabbed Zi's foot at once, pounced forward, and took the initiative to hit the ugly little sharp knife, and threw Zi out with all his strength.

The ugly little sharp knife can indeed stab countless knives in an instant, but it was directly pounced on by the huge Hai, and after the small sharp knife pierced Hai's body, it lost its dexterity.

was grabbed by Hai's big hand, and now the narrow long knife has been stabbed into Xu's abdomen, and Zi has no good way to fight back. What's more, Hai suddenly burst out with great force and threw himself out directly, so he could only reluctantly draw out the long knife and try to stabilize his body.

There was no trace of the hole that had been spun out, and he stepped on Hai's body, and as soon as his body turned, the broken tiger finger knife suddenly stabbed down.

The small sharp knife can be a wide big ghost knife, but it can't block Hai's body like a big grinding plate, and the ugly has stabbed out more than a dozen knives rapidly, almost piercing Hai's body into a hornet's nest, but Hai still hugged him and didn't let go at all.

Seeing the swooping down, Chou knew that he couldn't block him with his empty hand at all, and immediately yelled: "Son!"

However, at this time, the son who retreated to the back was suddenly stunned, and he didn't expect that Xu and Hai would have such a powerful power, and they used a completely life-for-life move.

In an instant, fear appeared in Zi's heart, and the way he looked now, he was really able to fight himself, and it was this momentary fear that made him not take a critical step.

Like a falcon, it swooped down, stabbing down with its broken tiger fingers.

Ugly's heart suddenly appeared in fear, and he desperately took out the knife, almost in an instant to remove all the meat on Hai's chest, but Hai still hugged Ugly to death, as if he would hold Ugly like this even if he died.

Hai's mind is very simple, he has lived until now, and he is only this one friend. So no matter what, let this friend live. If this friend dies, his connection with the world will be completely severed, and it is better to die by himself.

Even if he felt that his body had become a pair of white bones, the obsession in his heart was still firm, so Hai's hand kept holding the ugly tightly, dead and not letting go.

Chou erupted into his own roar, but he still couldn't break free from the shackles of Hai, the spiritual power consumed by the battle with Wang Shi just now was so much that it couldn't compare to a seven-stage Qi Hai now.

It's too late for Zi to save the ugly now, but he stood indifferently and didn't make the slightest move.

Burst!

Like a sharp knife stabbing into a watermelon, the broken tiger finger knife immediately plunged into the ugly head, and the small sharp knife in the ugly hand finally stopped, no longer stabbing Hai repeatedly.

Xu's body turned, jumped down, kicked away the ugly who was already dead and couldn't die anymore, and supported the huge Hai.

However, when he saw that Hai's body had been cut in half by the ugly little sharp knife, his brain exploded with a bang, and he exploded into a blank, and his mouth involuntarily shouted: "Old pig, old pig......"

Hai, who was stabbed like this by ugliness, only took a breath, looked at Xu, showed a smile, and said, "It's ...... to die."

However, at this moment, Zi suddenly rushed over with a long knife.

With all his strength, Hai grabbed Xu's body, threw him out at once, and met Zi's long knife.

Burst!

The long knife easily pierced Hai, but Zi's face suddenly became gloomy.

Thrown out by Hai, all his thoughts returned to his mind, and he roared, ignoring the injuries on his body, and rushed towards Zi like a wild wolf.

Not afraid of the long knife of the quilt at all, 戌 desperately waved the knife in his hand.

Faced with the madness of a wild wolf, Zi had no choice but to retreat, but the more he retreated, the more chaotic he became. At this moment, the knife wound that had previously hit Wang Shi suddenly erupted, forming a series of hideous and terrifying wounds on Zi's body. At the beginning, Wang Shi didn't kill his son and ugly, because they were dead, and after being hit by so many knives, they would definitely die.

The knife wound broke out, and Zi couldn't control his body at all, and the long knife in his hand fell and became a puppet, allowing himself to be slashed.

And at this moment, Zhu is like crazy, frantically advancing, frantically stabbing out the knife, until the son is cut into a pile of white bones.

Thirty-seven steps, blood splashed step by step.

Crazy to kill the son, Xu immediately ran back, threw away the tiger finger knife, helped Hai up, patted his face, and shouted: "Old pig, old pig, you turtle grandson, this is counted, old pig, old pig, ...... pig."

When he finally died, he didn't understand why he lost to this little flea. However, in fact, he could only close his eyes with doubt and anger.

After being silent for a long time, he carefully bandaged the wounds on his body, picked up the broken tiger finger knife, slowly stood up, and after searching for two things from Zi and Chou's body, he picked up Hai's corpse.

Little fleas may not be able to influence anything, but little fleas have their own choices and their own revenge.

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