"When my sword comes out of its sheath, it will see blood."

The young man with the national character face has thick eyebrows and big eyes, and his face has a depth that does not belong to his age.

Wang Xu thought this guy was quite interesting: "I will definitely make this knife enjoyable." ”

The skinny monkey youth took out a metal short stick from his waist.

Shake it hard.

"Smack".

The metal short stick turned into a long stick.

This is a special weapon of the Abyss Squad.

Each member of the team will be equipped with a portable metal rod.

"Brother He, hasn't we done anything big in the abyss for too long?"

"People on the outside are getting less and less serious about us."

The thin monkey young man pointed to the young man with the national character face and shouted: "You can't borrow a knife indiscriminately, and you can't talk nonsense." ”

"You're obstructing the Abyss Squad's enforcement, come with us afterwards."

The young man with the national character face leaned against the column at the entrance of the Alien Beast Decomposer Guild, the expression on his face was like a calm lake, without any waves and waves.

The young man also took out a metal short stick.

"Stop talking nonsense."

"Do it."

The moment he rushed towards Wang Xu, his arm flicked hard, and the short stick immediately turned into a long stick.

Wang Xu did not retreat, but advanced.

He felt the killing intent bursting out of the eyes of the young man with the inch head and the young man with the thin monkey.

He gripped the hilt with both hands.

He didn't want to cause trouble, but someone wanted to kill him.

Now he can only swing the big knife and cut a way for himself.

The power of a third-order martial artist was exploded to the extreme by Wang Xu.

Bruises erupted on the back of his hand.

"Dang" sound.

The blades and metal rods collided.

A concussive force came, and Wang Xu desperately held the handle of the knife, not letting go of his hands.

This time, he was not shaken back, and his feet felt as if they were rooted in the ground.

The young man with a flat head frowned: "A third-order martial artist, how long can you hold on to my hands?" ”

The muscles on his arms bulged, and he pressed the big knife with a metal rod, approaching Wang Xu little by little.

The thin monkey young man who was a step slower, his steps paused, and the situation was obviously tilted towards the young man with a flat head.

Now there is no need for him to meddle.

What Wang Xu is waiting for is now.

His sword qi can't attack from a distance, and can only be wound at close range.

The strength of the young man is indeed stronger than that of him today.

Under the blood-colored sun.

The corners of the young man's mouth were cold.

But Wang Xu's blade suddenly burst out of several hair-like knife qi.

Such a familiar scene.

Outside the Azure Hotel before, he was like Wang Xu's way.

When he secretly said something bad.

Several hair-like knife qi wrapped around the long stick, and quickly rushed towards his two palms.

The young man with the head of the board did not have time to throw away the long stick in his hand.

Blood splattered in the air.

He retreated sharply at his feet.

The thin monkey youth was stunned for a second, and then wanted to attack with a stick.

The invisible power in Wang Xu's soul liquid was concentrated on the flying knife that landed.

"Boom".

Throwing knives rush out.

The skinny monkey youth didn't expect this.

He didn't have time to dodge.

"Poof".

The knife sank into the kneecap of the skinny young man's right leg.

Broken bones.

He fell to one knee in pain.

After being tortured by the boning knife again last night, Wang Xu's second drop of soul liquid became a little more condensed.

He was now one step closer to a second-order soul master.

Originally, with the speed of the thin monkey youth, he was able to dodge the flying knife attack.

It's a pity that all his attention just now was on Wang Xu, so he lost the best time to dodge.

Wang Xu did not pause, and the moment his figure approached the young man with a flat head, the big knife in his hand slashed out again.

The flesh and blood on the hands of the young man with a flat head were blurred.

The stick had fallen to the ground.

The sword qi on the palms of both hands had not yet been completely dissolved.

In the face of Wang Xu's attack again, he had no time to dodge.

At the critical moment, his arms shook, and the hair-like knife aura finally dissipated.

He traded his life for his life.

Ignoring the big knife that Wang Xu cut down, he took a step closer to meet it, and slapped his left palm to Wang Xu's chest with all his might.

Wang Xu released the big knife with both hands in time.

Take a few steps back quickly.

The palm of the young man with the head of the board fell short.

The big knife that was loosened by Wang Xu was suspended in the air.

As he stepped back, the broadsword was still slashing down.

Wang Xu concentrated the invisible power of the soul liquid on the big knife.

"Wow".

One of the right arms of the young man was cut off, and warm blood splattered out.

As he fell into a scream of pain.

Wang Xu approached and regained his grip on the hilt.

Slash out with all your might.

On the chest of the young man with the head of the plank, a deep knife mark appeared.

Wang Xu used all his strength, and the hands holding the handle of the knife were cracked.

The knife marks touched the heart of the young man with the head of the board.

His heart was cracking, and blood was pouring from his mouth.

The wind blew Wang Xu's black robe.

There was silence all around.

Under the blowing of the wind, the young man with the head of the board saw the outline of a boning knife under Wang Xu's clothes.

Before that, he thought that he just happened to meet another person who was a beginner in knife arts.

Wang Xu is an ordinary person.

And the masked man in front of him has the cultivation of a third-order martial artist.

He only then decided that this person could not be Wang Xu.

The young man with the head of the board smiled miserably: "It's you?" ”

Wang Xu replied in a low voice: "It's me." ”

The young man stretched out his hand to take off Wang Xu's mask.

But his arm was only halfway up before it drooped.

Wang Xu looked at the corpse of the young man who was slowly falling to the ground, and he walked towards the thin monkey young man, with blood remaining on the big knife in his hand.

"Do you know what you're doing?"

"How dare you kill our people in the abyss?"

"Brother He is a person that Captain Lu of the Eastern District values very much, I advise you to stop immediately."

The thin monkey young man stood up from the ground, he was limping now, and he couldn't exert his combat power at all.

"I've already done it, and there's no reason to stop."

Wang Xu clenched the handle of the knife with both hands, and the snow-bright broadsword reflected a dazzling light.

Slash with a knife.

The thin monkey youth resisted with a long stick in both hands.

"Dang" sound.

He blocked Wang Xu's knife, and now he has to delay time and wait for the rescue of the others in the abyss.

Wang Xu concentrated the invisible power of the soul liquid on the flying knife in the kneecap of the thin monkey's right leg.

"Poof—"

Throwing knives pierced through his kneecaps, bringing blood with them.

After a perfect arc through the air, it stabbed into his neck.

The thin monkey young man felt a pain in his neck, his hands loosened, and the long stick fell to the ground.

Wang Xu's big knife slashed down.

"Wow".

A trail of blood stretched from the top of the thin monkey youth's head all the way to his stomach.

Wang Xu put away the knife.

The blood stains expanded into deep wounds, and blood flowed out.

The thin monkey youth fell to the ground with wide eyes, and the breath in his nose was gone.

Passers-by watching the battle around swallowed saliva in their throats, they knew that things were going to get bigger.

Kill two members of the Abyss Squad in a row on the street.

This is slapping the face of the abyss!