Under the grip of the double knives, Xu Mo's attack speed gradually slowed down, and there was already an obvious sign of fatigue, every time he lifted the sword and slashed, it seemed to be much slower, and there were a few more cracks on the sword.

"Puff~!" Xu Mo's left shoulder was slashed again, the blood on the shoulder had already flowed clean, the blood on the shoulder didn't know when it would flow clean, the shoulder was covered with scars, and the flesh and blood on the shoulder were blurred, and it was no longer obvious that he had been cut a few wounds.

Holding the shield tightly in his left hand, Xu Mo still did not choose to hold the shield to block, holding the broken sword in his right hand, like an arrogant reality, he waved it again, and the blade that had been curled could no longer draw a sharp blade, and could only block the attack of the scimitar on the opposite side like a stick.

When Xu Mo was overwhelmed, a cold light suddenly flashed on his side, and a Shenghui killer with a pair of daggers in his hand, the dagger slashed through Xu Mo's psoas muscles, completely slashing Xu Mo's heavy armor that already looked tattered.

"Bang~" The cuirass also shattered, Xu Mo revealed his clothes that had been soaked in blood, and the tattered clothes that had lost their sleeves fluttered in the spring breeze, and a few strands of cloth, like flags on the battlefield, fluttered in front of Xu Mo.

Even if he dies in battle today, Xu Mo's name will inevitably float forever in the sky above the Northern Wilderness, but it will also disappear from this world forever.

The blade slashed through Xu Mo's skin, and after continuous battles, Xu Mo's was already numb and unconscious, and he couldn't feel any pain, because his whole body was in sharp pain, and Xu Mo naturally couldn't feel the pain of the blade cutting through his skin.

The body staggered back a few steps, Xu Mo's body couldn't withstand the attack of the two after all, and he was slashed at the waist, and the broken sword blocked by the horizontal knife was slashed by the leader of the chasing team who was holding a scimitar, and he slashed several times in a row, and the blade let out a wail.

The left foot staggered on the exposed stone on the ground, and the stone stopped the stumbling body, at this time Xu Mo's body was exhausted to the limit, squeezing the last bit of strength in his body.

The broken sword stood on the ground, Xu Mo forced himself to stand up straight, did not fall down due to exhaustion, and the past was played back in front of Xu Mo's eyes.

Before everyone dies, it seems that they will look back on their past life, although Xu Mo can only look back on half of his life, but the ignorant babbling, the caress of his parents, the fire that took away everything, the grinding of being brought into the shadow hall, and the shaking of the hands of the first murderer......

All kinds of things in the past are vivid, and these things are recalled in Xu Mo's mind one by one, the fire, the fire that took everything away from him and put him on the road of revenge, those days and nights of training......

"I can't die yet!" Xu Mo lifted the sword again, if Xu Mo still has any reason to live, it is revenge, without the enemy, Xu Mo will not fall.

In the past, Xu Mo was just an ungifted child, in order to become a qualified killer in the Shadow Palace, in order to survive, in order to take revenge, Xu Mo trained day and night, escaped death countless times, and fought back in desperate situations countless times......

This is also why Xu Mo, a killer who is just a shadow artist, has been favored by the master of the Nandu Palace, and has also been noticed by Xuanyu.

The stubbornness in the bones, the desire for life, and the obsession with revenge will never be destroyed.

Xu Mo at this time. The hope of life was rekindled in his heart, the kind of stubbornness that came from his bones, was Xu Mo's belief in survival, as a killer who was not outstanding in the Nandu Palace, Xu Mo relied on his own beliefs.

"You obviously only need to fall, and this is over, but why do you still hold on!" Captain Scimitar glanced at Xu Mo's body.

Although under the protection of the exoskeleton, there were no obvious knife marks on Xu Mo's body, but because of the battle, he was hit by the exoskeleton again and again, and he lost his original appearance.

After continuous battles, Xu Mo's exoskeleton is no longer an exoskeleton battle armor, the end brain was shattered, Xu Mo's armor is a bit like a burden, Xu Mo, who only went to the cuirass, felt a lot lighter.

"Ridiculous!" Xu Mo snorted lightly, slowly raised the broken sword in his hand, and his movements were slow, like a dying old man.

"Die for me!" The deputy captain who was standing behind him with a heavy axe just now, looked at Xu Mo who was raising his sword, and rushed up angrily, stomped on the ground with both feet, the whole ground was trembling, and his body rushed majestically in front of Xu Mo to block the light in front of Xu Mo.

"Qianjun Slash~!" The heavy axe was picked up, and the black metallic luster swung from the heavy axe, and the ripples spread out in circles, and a strong and dignified coercion spread out on this 2 battlefield.

The corners of Xu Mo's mouth showed a contemptuous smile, full of indifference, and he didn't even mean to dodge.

That strong and barbaric coercion, even the captain who just held a scimitar, is ashamed of himself, if it is about strength, in terms of the strength of the attack, he is not as good as this deputy team, and he can be the captain, but he has more combat experience.

Xu Mo, who has a wealth of experience, doesn't know if he was scared stupid, or if he didn't have the strength to dodge, so he stayed motionless like this, and even showed a happy smile on the corner of his mouth.

"It turns out that the Xuanyu Shadow Sect has really calculated everything." Xu Mo whispered to himself, his body was really straight, the thumb of his left hand slowly rubbed the Shadow Lord ring on his index finger, and the only remaining blood on his arm flowed slowly, sliding across his palm, leaving his index finger.

If there is anything in this world that Xu Mo can't rest assured, it should be Lin Zihan, the boy who always has some strange ideas and does some incomprehensible things, the boy who has been looking for his own heart.

"Are you scared?" The heavy axe had already come to Xu Mo's head, and there was only less than a palm left to split Xu Mo's skull, even if Xu Mo was not seriously injured, he couldn't dodge it at such a close distance.

The ground suddenly gave birth to chains, a thousand slashes, as heavy as a thousand jun, a dignified coercion, instantly crushed the ground under Xu Mo's feet, at this time, Xu Mo, the ground under his feet all fell in.

At this time, Xu Mo, like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered, was stupidly stunned in place, with a look of horror in his eyes, and a strange happy smile on the corner of his mouth.

"Blood sacrifice, ten thousand calamities~!"

A bloody breath suddenly burst out from Xu Mo's body, and the blood flowing on Xu Mo's body suddenly turned into pieces of armor, completely protecting Xu Mo in it, and the huge abyss of blood behind him was left like a waterfall.

"Blood Pupil Kill~!"

Xu Mo's dark pupils shrank suddenly, disappearing in an instant, replaced by a pair of blood-colored vertical pupils.

"Bell~!" As if the heavy axe had been slashed on a solid shield, or rather on a heavy iron plate, the power of the thousand jun actually rebounded to the vice-captain who held the heavy axe.

The tiger's mouth cracked, and the deputy team clenched the hands of the heavy axe, blood dripped down the handle of the axe, and the hands trembled and numb, and he had lost his senses, and he didn't even notice the pain of bleeding, and his arms seemed to have been completely cut off and did not belong to him.

The huge sea of blood enveloped Xu Mo in it, and what Xuan Yu had told Xu Mo was fulfilled at this moment.

If Xu Mo took the ring symbolizing the shadow lord, he would let himself fall into a catastrophe.

At that time, Xuanyu had persuaded Xu Mo not to try to take the Shadow Lord's Ring, and although Xu Mo took Lin Zihan's Shadow Lord's Ring, he didn't wear it, he just carried it with him these days, and never stayed in his hand.

The only time he wore the ring, Xu Mo thought that as a shadow master, he would rush to the Northern Wilderness to respond to the summoning order issued by the Shadow Sect, but he didn't expect that it would lead to death.

If there was no ring, maybe Xu Mo would not have been hunted down, and he could have escaped in the careless confidence of the Gitt team.

But it was the ring on his hand that attracted the attention of the chasing team, and among the one hundred and twenty chasing teams, the strengtheners or pilots whose realm was at the peak of the S-level accounted for 50%, and more were opponents who had broken through the S-level.

But relying on the suppression of the number of people, Xu Mo was overwhelmed, and in the face of an opponent with almost the same strength, there was still such a big difference in numbers, it was a miracle that Xu Mo was able to hold on until now.

"Kill him~!"

Fear rose in the captain's heart with the scimitar in his hand, and he shouted loudly, and when Xu Mo released that powerful sea of blood, he sensed a strong sense of crisis, as if he was staring from hell.

The vertical pupils slowly appeared behind Xu Mo, his bloody eyes opened, and the battlefield that was originally warm and fragrant with spring flowers was brought into the abyss in an instant, the wind was loud, and the ghosts howled endlessly, and the battlefield turned into a prison at this moment.

At this moment, Xu Mo is no longer a seriously injured warrior, but a powerful ghost who locks his soul.

The diffuse blood enveloped the five of them in it, and the reality was like a huge bunker, rising from the ground.

The blood all over his body dried up, Xu Mo's body was covered with blood-colored armor, and his body was originally blurred with flesh and blood, at this moment, only endless blood was his companion.

Blood-colored eyes, Xu Mo's broken sword, the blade of the sword also condensed a stream of blood, like a broken sword condensed by blood, and the blade of the sword slowly gave birth at this moment.

The art of blood sacrifice was once taught by Xuan Yu to Xu Mo, and he once told him thousands of times that if one day, if he was really in a desperate situation because of the ring of the Shadow Lord, he would use the art of blood sacrifice to pull the enemy and himself into the catastrophe.

"Within ten thousand eons, everything is dominated by blood pupils. Ten thousand catastrophes are gone, and the blood pupils are shattered. ”

This is the advice that Xuan Yu left to Xu Mo, and it can be regarded as the last killer feature.

It's just that Xu Mo only had respect for Xuanyu at the beginning, although he remembered this passage in his heart, he didn't take it as a matter for a while, after all, the Shadow Master's Ring was handed over to Lin Zihan, Xu Mo thought about it, he might not be qualified to wear the Shadow Master's Ring in his life, so he gradually forgot that sentence.

It's just that Xu Mo didn't expect that Lin Zihan would hand over the Shadow Lord's Ring to himself, and because of the assembly order, he also forgot Xuanyu's advice, so he put on the Shadow Lord's Ring by mistake and became a stand-in for the Shadow Lord.

"It's really not a coffin without tears!" The killer with the double dagger gestured at Xu Mo, and his figure disappeared in place in a flash, disappearing into this sea of blood.

The Twin Dagger Killers, whose bodies had disappeared, completely disappeared into such a sea of blood, leaving only an unclear blood shadow in place.

Xu Mo didn't care about the disappearing double dagger killer, he just raised his head slightly, looking at the three people standing there, his eyes showed a fierce light, and the corners of his mouth showed a sneer, a weird smile, with the breath of hell.