Zheng Qianjun guessed right, Shi Wuxin said that he did not use the bloodless wave knife technique, his right arm at this time was no longer conscious, and his body could not lift up some strength because of too much bleeding, if it were not for his daily self-mutilating practice to make his right arm visible daily transformation, Shicai's few blood waves could completely destroy his right arm.

But although his body is out of strength, and his right arm is even more unbearable, but the demon blood is still surging, if he forcibly drives him regardless of the consequences, he can still destroy the remaining soldiers, but even so, he still can't kill Zheng Qianjun, because he only has a chance to stab, and this knife can only be used on those soldiers, Zheng Qianjun will not be hard to shake Shi Wuxin when he is desperate.

No matter what, it was a death, Shi Wuxin naturally would not be restrained, but did not hesitate to use the strongest knife so far.

He didn't rush forward as before, because his feet were weak, and he didn't raise the knife high as before, because his hands didn't have so much strength, so he just slowly turned to face the rest of the soldiers, held his right hand with his left hand and slowly raised the knife to the top of his head, and whispered in his mouth:

"Blood Wave Triad Slash"

The voice was hoarse and weak, and the posture was tired, but even so, as the power of the demon's blood rolled violently under the skin of his right arm, and as Shi Wuxin's right arm exploded like fireworks until it was exposed, this move still sent out a mighty force, and the unprecedented condensed blood mist actually condensed into an arm comparable to the real thing, and there were pieces of scale armor like the hook and sickle on the hook and sickle, all over this arm, and at a glance, you could feel the five fingers full of strength, and the nails like ink were sticking out like a murder weapon.

As soon as the bloody hand condensed, it seemed to be holding Shi Wuxin's arm, and the big knife in his hand was raised high above his head, and then Shi Wuxin used the rest of his body strength to slash down.

The big knife slammed heavily on the ground, not hitting anyone, because Shi Wuxin had been standing in place, but with this knife slashing, a blood-colored knife shadow with the same appearance as this knife came out of the sky, and slashed towards the group of soldiers with rolling blood mist.

Before this blood knife, the formations that Shi Wuxin had been able to break with all his strength were like foam, and they were defeated without the slightest resistance, and the people in the center of the soldiers were all turned into pieces of flesh in the sky without exception, and even the giant shield that had been broken through by Shi Wuxin's defense before was also cut into a concave shape, and the ground made of bronze also cracked a huge crack that stretched far away.

Those soldiers who stood on the edge were affected by Yu Wei, although they flew out upside down but saved their lives, Ben was a little happy to see such a scene for the rest of his life, but then he howled in pain a few times and exploded to death, leaving only a sky full of blood mist, and for a while the place where this group of soldiers was originally stationed turned a blood red, as if shrouded in a blood mist.

Shi Wuxin fell to the ground with a knife, his eyes could still see, but his body couldn't move at all, there was almost only one arm bone left in his right arm, and the flesh and blood had exploded, the pain was indescribable, but even so, he still lay there motionless, because he had already been squeezed dry, and he couldn't move at all, only a roar kept coming from his throat.

Zheng Qianjun didn't move, not that he couldn't move, but he didn't dare to move, he was afraid that if he was slightly involved, he would explode into flesh and blood like that group of soldiers, he was shocked, he was afraid, and he thought a lot in his mind in an instant, but he didn't think about moving.

For such a long time, the silence in the field was weird, even Shi Wuxin's almost silent roar seemed so loud, after the shock, Zheng Qianjun, who didn't realize that he was the slightest bit wrong, moved, he had to kill the young man in front of him quickly, otherwise he was afraid that he would not dare to face him, even if he was already a waste, even if he rested, he was a one-armed waste.

Zheng Qianjun moved, and the blood mist that had only quietly shrouded one place before also moved, and it moved so fast, rolling like a wind and clouds, and flew towards Shi Wuxin's right arm.

Zheng Qianjun only had the roaring Shi Wuxin in his eyes at this time, and he didn't see the abnormality of the blood mist at all, otherwise he might have turned around and fled, so he stabbed it with one shot, and there was no expected gun to kill, Shi Wuxin's body that couldn't move at all just flashed and disappeared, and then an arm that was obviously not human only used two fingers, and just used his nails to firmly clamp his gun head.

There is no doubt that he is still Shi Wuxin, Zheng Qianjun will not admit his mistake, but his right arm, which has only an arm bone left, has now become like a bloody hand before, and his blood-red eyes, which are no longer even pupils, show that he is obviously not the previous Shi Wuxin, there is no anger in those blood-red eyes, and there is no happiness, the reason why it is not empty is because there are still two emotions in it, dazed and bloodthirsty.

Zheng Qianjun was afraid, but he didn't dare to run, he knew what an imbecile mistake it was to leave his back to the enemy, Shi Wuxin at this time was not in a hurry, but let go of his spear, turned around and picked up the big knife, and waved it twice to feel the power of his right hand.

The dog jumped over the wall in a hurry, Zheng Qianjun was in a hurry and must be much more terrible than the dog, from the initial fear to this life-long moment, Zheng Qianjun changed from fear to madness, because of the unprecedented crisis, he now only wants to kill the person in front of him.

So he made a move, the silver spear was like a sky full of stars, and every stab was with a rotating momentum, and the convergence of these many guns seemed to bring up a tornado, at this time, Zheng Qianjun had no heart to sigh that this tornado marksmanship had finally reached a higher level, and there was only Shi Wuxin who was still looking at the big knife in his eyes.

Shi Wuxin didn't seem to see the ferocious move, he still felt the strength of his arm, and he was also looking at the big knife curiously, like a child seeing a new toy.

Seeing that the overwhelming spear was about to pierce Shi Wuxin, he finally moved, still playing with it as he did when he picked up the big knife just now, just glanced at Zheng Qianjun, and then the big knife in his hand slashed out at will, the shot was very casual, but the power was very indiscriminate, the knife seemed to stop in the air, only the afterimage of the knife body flickering up and down showed that under this wave, it was actually chopped out I don't know how many knives.

Zheng Qianjun's shot is really the pinnacle of this life, and with this style, he can definitely be called the peak of the blood refining realm, but when he ran into Shi Wuxin now, the shadow of the spear in the sky was instantly swept away by countless knife momentums, and the silver spear in his hand was shattered to the ground by the big knife that kept chopping and chopping from Wuzi, and the next moment, he didn't know anything.

If you look at it from the sidelines, it is as if after Shi Wuxin slashed down, the shadow of the spear in the sky dissipated, and the silver spear in Zheng Qianjun's hand was shattered at the same time, and the whole person also turned into a puff of blood mist.

Zheng Qianjun died, Shi Wuxin then still looked at the big knife in his hand again, and when he looked at it enough, his eyes were full of confusion, as if he didn't know what to do, and after looking around for a long time, it was also empty, as if he was annoyed that this place was boring, Shi Wuxin raised his head and roared angrily, and then he rose from the ground and went straight to the roof to smash the knife.