Chapter Eighty-Three: Ten Thousand Ants Devour the Heart
In the face of such an arrow, it was naturally impossible for Wang Orion to be unable to dodge, and in the middle of Wang Orion's side, the arrow slashed past his ear. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info
At the same time, a sound of "bang" came from behind him.
Wang Orion turned his head sharply, and saw a cyan wind blade shoot out in the whistling wind.
Wang Orion raised his hand and grabbed at the cyan wind blade.
With his bare hands, he grabbed directly towards this bone-cutting wind blade, and with just one breath, this wind blade slashed directly into the palm of Wang Orion's outstretched hand.
Disheveled.
The cyan wind blade seemed to slash at the incomparably hard wall, and dissipated directly under the impact.
"With the wind blade inspired by your third-order life grid, as long as a martial artist above the middle innate stage is fully prepared, your wind blade will hardly be of any use!"
Wang Orion withdrew his palm, and the Jingyuan stream spun rapidly within his body.
"Oh, yes!"
Just then, a teenager's voice came from behind a bush on one side.
"I've been tricked!"
Wang Lihu sneered, if Zhao Mo didn't make the slightest sound, he would not have been able to find out the other party's location, so he was sarcastic, trying to provoke this Zhao Mo, and sure enough, this Zhao Mo responded, the other party was still too young, although he acted old, but he still couldn't be completely calm.
This gave him a chance, at this time it was completely different from the situation he was tracking Zhao Mo just now, just now he was in his heyday, no matter what means Zhao Mo had, it was just a child's trick for him, but now he was injured, not only the waist and abdomen injury, but also the right hand, he miscalculated the last blow that the Zhao family martial artist broke out before he died.
Therefore, no matter what Zhao Mo did now, it was indeed enough to threaten him, and the other party's hidden methods were indeed beyond his imagination.
However, now Zhao Mo gave him a chance.
Wang Orion's eyes flashed coldly, and with a stomp on the soles of his feet, the whole person rushed towards the direction of the sound just now.
When Wang Orion came to the grass where the sound had just come from, he found that it was empty.
Wang Orion couldn't help frowning.
"It's you, you've been tricked!"
An indifferent voice came from behind Wang Orion, and at the same time, a cold light flashed, and an icy blade stabbed directly into the back of his heart.
Wang Orion wanted to dodge again, but it was too late, but at this time of death, I don't know if it aroused Wang Orion's reflexes, or something else, Wang Orion's body moved an inch to the right side at the moment when the blade pierced into the back of the heart, but it was for Wang Orion to avoid this mortal blow.
But the blade also pierced Wang Orion's chest, and with a pop, a stinging pain poured into Wang Orion's mind.
Wang Orion roared angrily, and as soon as his body twisted, he saw Zhao Mo with a cold face.
Wang Orion slapped Zhao Mo with a palm.
Disheveled.
At such a close distance, Zhao Mo had no way to dodge at all, and was slapped in the chest by Wang Orion's palm.
Immediately afterwards, Zhao Mo flew out upside down.
After flying a few feet away, it hit the trunk of a large tree.
"Poof!"
Zhao Mo spurted out a large mouthful of blood.
His complexion turned green in an instant, and a strong tingling sensation came from his chest and abdomen, as if thousands of ants were gnawing at it.
His eyes were blurred at this moment.
He watched as Wang Orion was slowly walking towards him.
A sense of crisis rises in my heart.
"Are you going to die here?"
Zhao Mo smiled bitterly.
Wang Orion looked at Zhao Mo who was standing in front of the tree trunk, and said with a cruel expression: "Do you feel like thousands of ants are gnawing at your internal organs now, this is the beginning of ten thousand ants devouring your heart, and then your internal organs will turn into thick water, and your skin and flesh will fester, and when you are not completely dead, you will see the situation in your own chest! I will not kill you, I will watch you die!"
"Okay, a person worthy of the inheritance of Kwai Shui, with your character, it is really suitable!"
Zhao Moqiang endured the huge pain in his chest and abdomen, raised his hands and patted it, and said with a smile.
He was never afraid of death, he was just unwilling to die here, and he still had a lot of things to do.
"Boy, who the hell are you?"
Hearing Zhao Mo say this, the doubts in Wang Orion's heart reached the limit.
"I, I'm ......"
Zhao Mo kicked the trunk of the tree behind him, and his figure shot towards Wang Orion.
Wang Orion snorted, endured the pain of stabbing the long sword in his back, and slapped Zhao Mo again at him.
Disheveled.
Zhao Mo didn't resist, let alone use his hands to make a hard connection, but let Wang Orion's palm slap on his chest again.
Zhao Mo spurted out mouthfuls of blood again, and this mouthful of blood splashed directly on Wang Orion's face, and Wang Orion's eyes couldn't see anything at this moment.
But the sense of touch was still there, and he felt his palm being grabbed by a hand, and then he heard the sound of breaking the air again, and a sharp breath slashing towards his neck.
Wang Orion threw his neck back in a panic, and while dodging the blow, he opened his eyes and saw that Zhao Mo didn't know when he was holding a dagger in his hand again.
The moment he opened his eyes, he saw the dagger stabbed directly into his chest.
Poof.
Wang Orion roared angrily, his hands danced wildly, Zhao Mo couldn't hold on anymore and was thrown out.
After a muffled sound of "bang", Zhao Mo smashed to the ground, and then rolled out several feet away.
Zhao Mo fell to the ground on his back, and his face had already appeared dark at this time.
The darkness seemed to drown him in sight.
Zhao Mo bit the tip of his tongue, and a stream of blood filled his mouth, which made him sober up a little, and he sat up slowly, looking at Wang Orion in the distance.
At this time, Wang Orion looked down at the dagger that was directly submerged into the handle of his chest, Zhao Mo sighed, the poison spread just now, when the blow did not hit Wang Orion's neck, Zhao Mo could only choose to attack Wang Orion's chest, but because of the toxicity, he made a mistake in judgment and did not directly stab Wang Orion's heart.
Wang Orion's face was full of anger, this kid whose strength had only reached the middle of the day after tomorrow had actually injured him so badly.
"Boy, I changed my mind, I won't watch you die, but I'm going to skin you, cut off your limbs, and let you live in a water tank in agony!"
Wang Orion said and slowly walked towards Zhao Mo.
Wang Orion's words, coupled with the blood on his face, a sword pierced into his back, and the image of a dagger on his chest, Wang Orion at this time was like an undead demon.
At this time, he slowly walked towards Zhao Mo, blood dripping from the corner of his clothes, and blood filled the area
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