Diswin staggered back, his exposed skin beginning to fester, black blood flowing from it, and it showed no signs of healing.

In the blink of an eye, he had changed from a handsome Western Continent nobleman to an abominable monster.

"High Black Blood" claims to make a marquis sleep forever, and Diswin at this time only has the strength of an earl, but after all, he only indirectly took "High Black Blood", and also retained some of the characteristics of a duke, so he only suffered a heavy blow and did not die directly.

But in any case, Deswin's power is already at its lowest point, and it is the best chance to kill him.

Zhang Yuelu naturally understood this, and with a wave of the paper sword in his hand, countless confetti floated out from the sword body, rising in the wind, turning into paper lotus flowers swirling and sprinkling, like snow falling in the sky.

These paper lotus flowers are separated from the "phaseless paper", the petals are as sharp as knives, and they rotate at this time, comparable to many Qimen blades, wherever the paper lotus goes, cutting bricks and stones is like tofu, and the blood shadows besieging Zhang Yuelu were immediately cut into a cloud of blood mist by these paper lotus.

Zhang Yuelu's body swept away, and he was already close to Diswin's face, and the paper sword in his hand emitted a white afterimage, enveloping Diswin's body up and down, killing him severely, and his moves were directed at the vital point.

Diswin didn't dare to melee with Zhang Yuelu at this time, if it was before, he could also release summons and servants to drag Zhang Yuelu, but under the pursuit of the Council of Rest, all his servants have been destroyed, at this time, he is poor and white, he can only spread his wings behind his back, and continue to dodge at a very fast speed, bringing out a series of overlapping afterimages, which is dazzling.

After Lingquanzi eliminated the blood shadow besieging him, he immediately manipulated the "Yellow Turban Lux" to cooperate with Zhang Yuelu to block Diswin's way. It's just that the "Yellow Turban Lux" has extremely high defense, but it is not very flexible, and its speed is not comparable to Diswin, and it has little effect.

At this moment, Qi Xuansu, who had been "cowering", finally came not far away, and he took off the "execution", "meridian" on his back and the "blue bird handcuff" on his waist, and only kept the short sword and the "divine dragon handcuff".

Diswin and Zhang Yuelu both noticed Qi Xuansu, but both of them couldn't care about Qi Xuansu at this time.

Qi Xuansu's expression and mentality are very calm, there is no nervousness, and there is no apprehension, he usually looks like a "flower garden Taoist", but it does not mean that he is really a "flower garden Taoist", many years of tempering in the mountains and rivers and lakes, so that he can already do the more in the moment of life and death, the more he can stay calm.

Qi Xuansu leaned against the wall and walked towards Arthur, who couldn't afford to be seriously injured, made a gesture of raising a glass and drinking water, and asked, "Is there anything else?" ”

Arthur actually understood, took out a bottle from his satchel with difficulty, and said, "Black blood...... Without. Also, holy water. ”

Qi Xuansu took the bottle from Arthur's hand, uncorked it without hesitation, and poured half of the holy water in the bottle into his mouth.

For a moment, Qi Xuansu only felt that the line of his throat seemed to be burning, this feeling was ten times stronger than the burning sensation of drinking and burning the knife, the difference was that burning the knife would make Qi Xuansu's mind sink, but the holy water made Qi Xuansu's spirit calm and eliminate all negative emotions.

In the eyes of outsiders, Qi Xuansu at this time was also like Arthur, exuding a faint light, like a humanoid firefly.

Then Qi Xuansu pulled out his short sword again.

This is the master's relic, which was taken back by Qi Niang from the hands of the people in the "inn" and handed over to Qi Xuansu.

Although Qi Xuansu always carried this short sword, even for a moment, he rarely used this broken sword, even when he encountered Li Sanxin's flying sword and Zhuge Yongming's fist, he did not draw the sword.

But now he had to draw his sword.

At first glance, the short sword does not seem to have any subtlety, but the sword body is as clear as water, and it can reflect the figure of a person, even to the extent that it is comparable to a glass mirror.

Qi Xuansu glanced at the face reflected on the sword's body, and poured the other half of the bottle of holy water on the sword's body.

In an instant, the dagger also lit up with a white light.

Qi Xuansu first walked towards the heartless Hinterrick, and without giving him any chance to resist, he cut off his head with a sword, and then shattered his chest, ensuring that he could not die again.

At the same time, Diswin continued to suffer from the erosion of the "high-level black blood" in his body, and he was bound to lose if he defended it for a long time, and was seized by Zhang Yuelu and forced to a dead end, Zhang Yuelu unceremoniously stabbed Diswin in the chest.

Diswin couldn't avoid it, raised the blood sword in his hand, and stabbed Zhang Yuelu on the head.

For Diswin, although the sword stabbed by this oriental woman in her chest was sharp, it could not put herself to death, but if the oriental woman was stabbed by herself, she was afraid that she would not escape the fate of death.

At this critical moment, Zhang Yuelu's figure was stunned, and after all, he did not choose to exchange a sword with Diswin. But before Diswin was happy, he saw that the paper sword in Zhang Yuelu's hand turned into a white paper spear, growing out of thin air, directly piercing Diswin's chest and nailing him to the wall.

An inch long, an inch strong.

Diswin was furious, he didn't expect the Oriental woman and her weapons to be so insidious.

Zhang Yuelu didn't wait for Diswin to counterattack, and directly collected his gun and retreated.

In the short time that the two fought, "Yellow Turban Lux" finally caught up. In all fairness, the slowness of the "Yellow Turban Force" is only relative to Diswin's speed, and it is not inferior to a Kunlun stage martial artist or qi refiner.

"Yellow Turban Lux" raised his hammer and smashed it down on Diswin's head.

Diswin wanted to turn into a blood mist, but the "high-level black blood" that had been mixed into his body made it impossible for him to use such transformation methods, so he could only condense the blood sword in his hand into a blood ball, and then push forward with all his might.

The blood cells exploded directly in the chest of "Yellow Turban Lux".

Boom.

A large hole appeared in the chest of the "Yellow Turban Lux", and it turned back into a paper figure, and there was also a significant gap in the chest position of the paper man.

Lingquanzi didn't care about his "Yellow Turban Lux", stepped on the gang, a Taoist robe without wind and automatic, his left hand stretched upward, the index finger, middle finger, and ring finger of his right hand were bent, and the big finger and little finger were stretched out, placed at the root of his left palm, forming a "ghost fan seal", and said in a deep voice: "Bind." ”

Two invisible qi machines fell on Diswin's body like chains, firmly binding him.

Zhang Yuelu held a white paper spear and attacked again, piercing Diswin's lower abdomen with a shot, and stirring it all up, stirring up all Diswin's intestines.

"You all deserve to die!"

The battered Diswin let out a scream comparable to that of a banshee, and then burst out with a majestic blood energy that seemed to be a rolling torrent, causing the entire dungeon to tremble, and rubble and dust continued to fall, and Qi Xuansu almost fell headlong.

Diswin not only broke free from Lingquanzi's shackles, but also knocked Zhang Yuelu out along with the white paper spear that pierced his lower abdomen. However, the two wounds left by Zhang Yuelu in a row did not have a tendency to heal, but continued to flow black blood.

The consequence of the explosion of powerful blood energy was that Diswin could no longer suppress the black blood in his body, as well as the "Six Void Tribulations" from Zhang Yuelu, and the flesh and blood on his face began to fall off continuously, which also made Diswin more and more angry and resentful, and under the cover of anger, he himself did not want to admit the fear.

He had been hit hard again and again, and he was on the verge of being so dangerous that he would die here if he was not careful, and at that time, there would be no second servant to pray to the Gu Immortals of the East to resurrect him.

Zhang Yuelu slowly got up with a white paper spear, the impact of blood energy just now completely defeated her "Five Qi Yanluo", and also severely damaged her physique, in the inheritance of the five immortals, only the physique of a martial artist can be comparable to the sinners to a certain extent, but Zhang Yuelu is not a martial artist, so at this time the mouth and nose are oozing blood, very miserable.

It's just that Zhang Yuelu didn't care about his injury, but changed the white paper in his hand into a soft whip, and with a flick of his wrist, countless whip shadows intertwined into a cage to shroud Diswin in it, even if Zhang Yuelu didn't have too much true qi attached, just relying on the edge of the half-immortal thing, it was enough to hurt Diswin, who was already at the end of the strong crossbow.

Diswin tried his best to resist, but the seemingly fragile paper whip left a trail of blood on his body, and the paper whip itself seemed to contain some kind of sacred aura, making him feel as if he was being burned by fire.

Diswin, who had reached the point of life and death, couldn't care about anything else, and didn't hesitate to wear and tear, and stretched out his hand to point at Zhang Yuelu.

Zhang Yuelu only felt that the blood in his body was boiling instantly, and he was burning inside.

It's just that Zhang Yuelu was still unmoved, and continued to frantically strangle Diswin with the paper whip in his hand.

"Ahhh Diswin let out a scream.

The paper whip severed one of his arms and forcibly tore it off.

Diswin reactivated his blood energy despite the attrition.

Zhang Yuelu, who bore the brunt of the attack, flew out with a bang, knocking out a circle of cobweb-like cracks in the wall, and the paper whip was finally unsustainable.

Lingquanzi barely blocked this blood energy at the cost of shattering all three golden shields, and then threw out his last talisman, which hit the center of Diswin's eyebrows.

Lingquanzi pointed to the talisman and used the last mana to urge the talisman: "Back to the dream...... Immortal...... Swim. ”

In an instant, Lingquanzi was drained of all his strength and fell to the ground.

The originally manic Diswin instantly quieted down, fell into memories, and couldn't extricate himself.

At this moment, he remembered his wife, who died at the hands of the witcher, and remembered all the happy times in the past.

They live in castles with high spires, green meadows, dense woods, and clear rivers......

The next moment, a short sword interrupted Diswin's memories.

Diswin bowed his head slowly.

A short sword filled with the breath of holy water pierced his heart from the back of his heart, and the blade of the sword pierced through his chest.

Checkmate.

On the chessboard, after all the other chess pieces are lost, only the main generals of both sides remain, and the pawn who crosses the river becomes the protagonist who decides the victory.