readx; The fight became stalemate, although Zhou Xiaofei couldn't escape, but after going all out, Blood Knife Twelve couldn't even kill him. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

At this time, Liu Lu couldn't stand anymore, if he had gone to move the rescuers at the beginning, the rescuers would have been invited at the end of the battle between Zhou Xiaofei and the Blood Knife Twelve.

Liu Lu's figure on horseback disappeared in the direction he came, but Zhou Xiaofei no longer had any experience to pay attention to things outside the battle. He had to be careful in any breathing world now.

"You can't hurt me with your wand, and now the only knife that can stop me is broken, and you're dead!"

"If you have the ability to kill me, just let me come, aren't you tired of talking so much?" Zhou Xiaofei's voice was still resolute.

"Twelve Bloody Swords......

"Knowing that this trick can't kill me, and you still use it again and again, don't you think that your own killing moves are too few? A killer would kill people with such a move? It's too cheap, right?"

If Zhou Xiaofei still has anything to fight with the Blood Knife Twelve now, then only words remain. The power of the sword at this time is not small. Because after the Blood Knife Twelve heard Zhou Xiaofei's words, the hand holding the knife was shaking, although it was not trembling as if he was afraid, but a person who used a knife to kill people, if the knife was trembling, it meant that his heart was not at peace. A person who is blown up by gas, any defects and deficiencies are magnified.

"I've never killed anyone with a broken knife, so today you can try what it's like to die under a broken knife. Zhou Xiaofei's irritating words continued.

Blood Knife Twelve was already so angry that he was slashing indiscriminately, but Zhou Xiaofei moved stealthily and kept casting, with the Demon Beast Yuan Dan to make up for the lack of magical energy, he had the capital to consume. Therefore, although Zhou Xiaofei's words are continuous, his direction is changing with every word he says.

This kind of change is like a ghost, so that the Blood Knife Twelve, who was already angry under the stimulation of Zhou Xiaofei's words, could not find the object of catharsis, but fell into Zhou Xiaofei's provocation in the indiscriminate chase, and normal people were afraid that they would be dizzy at this time. Zhou Xiaofei thinks about the strength of this Blood Knife Twelve, I'm afraid that only a quick knife and Shi Da can compete with it, right?

But he refused to follow them, and this is the result of his recklessness. It's a long way to go to Tian'an, and I'm afraid that this journey will be more than lucky.

The strange thing is that at such a time of crisis, Zhou Xiaofei's thoughts are extremely active.

"Whew... Whew......!"

Blood Knife Twelve was finally about to step down, and Zhou Xiaofei could clearly hear his wheezing. But the Twelve Blood Knives seemed to realize something, and actually stood empty with the knife in his hand, never moving again.

"You can't do it anymore?" Zhou Xiaofei knew that the Blood Knife Twelve at this time was still not something he could get close to.

"You bastard, you show up for me to fight in the open. ”

"You took money from people to kill me, and now you still tell me to be above board? You can't trap me at all, I can't move out with magic, but I can get out if I use to go, so ......"

"Do you want to run?" Blood Knife Twelve was shocked, but he didn't expect Zhou Xiaofei to know this?

"What do you think, I won't wait for you when you're tired!" Zhou Xiaofei didn't think about running, any battle, his only belief was to find an opportunity to defeat the opponent. Therefore, he has finally found a way to crack it now, but he doesn't want to run away, as long as he gives himself half an hour, the Blood Knife Twelve must be taken.

Stampede, stomp!

Immediately after, Bloodknife Twelve heard the sound of hurried footsteps and fled quickly. "Boy, you don't want to escape!"

The blood knife is in a hurry, let Zhou Xiaofei escape from this dust formation, then if you want to find him again, then you will be looking for a needle in a haystack.

Zhou Xiaofei rushed out quickly, and the footsteps of the Blood Knife Twelve hastily chasing behind him made a smile flash on the corner of Zhou Xiaofei's mouth.

Whoosh!

Just when the Twelve Blood Knives were rushing towards Zhou Xiaofei, a "whoosh" suddenly sounded in front of him, followed by the sound of a sharp blade breaking through the air.

"Not good!" Twelve Bloody Knife felt that something was wrong, and his already accelerated pace was about to stop. The flames on his body have a protective effect against magical attacks, but they have no protective effect against purely physical attacks, and he knows very well this "hiss" sound, which is the screaming sound of Zhou Xiaofei's broken knife cutting through the air.

Blood Knife Twelve swung the knife in his hand and slashed forward......

"It's late!"

Laugh at!~

"Ahh

The speed of the Blood Knife Twelve chase was too fast, although he wanted to stop, or dodge the knife from Zhou Xiaofei's killing, but because of his habitual surname, he still didn't succeed in dodging in time. The slash didn't touch anything, but as soon as his feet hurt, he knew that Zhou Xiaofei lured him, and finally turned back with stealth movement, Zhou Xiaofei's target turned out to be his own foot.

Hiss!

Belch!

Blood Knife Twelve's left foot spurted blood, and he actually stood on one foot on his right foot. And when he was injured, he was able to unleash twelve bloody swords.

The sound of "uh" was Zhou Xiaofei's. He succeeded with a knife and wanted to move and retreat invisibly, but his knife was broken, and he had to be close to the knife to cut blood. Blood Knife Twelve was injured by his foot, but he was more sensible, and he actually knew Zhou Xiaofei's accuracy through his injured foot. So he endured the severe hatred and slashed twice in a row.

Zhou Xiaofei was in a state of squatting, and he could only perform in a standing posture when he traveled through the phantom step, so he could only measure and roll, and he wanted to dodge the slash of the Blood Knife Twelve. But he only dodged the first knife, and when the second knife came, he felt a cold stinging pain in his right arm, and he screamed in pain.

The words were complicated, but the two of them were already injured almost instantly. The blood knife injured his left foot, and Zhou Xiaofei injured his right arm. The right arm holds a knife and a wand, and when the right arm is wounded, it loses the ability to fight again.

"Is it really only to escape?" It was only now that Zhou Xiaofei really wanted to escape.

"You die!" Although Blood Knife Twelve could only stand on one foot, he still ignored the pain of his left foot being broken, and was bent on killing Zhou Xiaofei. A killer, how can he take over business after he has a broken foot? Could it be that he will be ridiculed as a broken foot blood twelve? If he takes Zhou Xiaofei's head back, the money in exchange is enough for him to live the rest of his life without being a killer, so in the eyes of Blood Knife Twelve, Zhou Xiaofei must die, otherwise he would rather kill himself by killing himself instead of taking his head on this mission, this kind of shame, he would rather kill himself.

Kick, kick!

Blood Twelve jumped towards Zhou Xiaofei's place with one foot.

The blood on Zhou Xiaofei's right arm is deep in the white bones, and the blood is all over the ground, wherever he goes, the ground will be bloody, so where he is, there is no need to be invisible to obstruct his eyes.

"You can't kill me!"

Zhou Xiaofei held his injured right arm with his left hand and said coldly.

"You must die!" Although Bloody Knife Twelve's left foot is gone, he still has the ability to fight.

"You...... Is it still useful?" Zhou Xiaofei's pain in his right arm became more and more unbearable, and he said a word very severely.

"I still care about how you died!" Blood Knife Twelve finished speaking, and jumped to Zhou Xiaofei's place with one foot again.

Snort!

Zhou Xiaofei saw Blood Knife Twelve jumping towards him, of course he knew that Blood Knife Twelve was still so powerful that it was difficult for him to deal with even if he only used one foot, not to mention that he was still dizzy now, was this because of excessive blood loss? Zhou Xiaofei also saw that Blood Twelve's left foot was bleeding like a note, this was an opportunity, and the broken left foot was the flaw in the flame protection.

The sound of "snorting" was the sound of Zhou Xiaofei enduring the severe pain and straightening his right arm, and the blood flow broke through the wound and splashed out.

Zhou Xiaofei's outstretched hand did not stop the Blood Knife Twelve, and his determination to kill Zhou Xiaofei remained unchanged.

"Ugh...... Orange pops!"

Zhou Xiaofei couldn't care about the blood splashing in his arm, and he made a "uh" sound in pain, and then blurted out "orange burst" decisively. His hand squeezed fiercely......

Rumble!

Yes!

At the moment when Zhou Xiaofei clenched his hand, there was a "boom", and the broken left foot of the Blood Knife Twelve actually exploded in the lower leg.

"Orange Burst! Burst! Burst! Burst............"

In the blood mist, Zhou Xiaofei's hand was released again, and he clenched it again, this action matched the word "explosion" in his mouth, and every word came out, and he clenched it decisively......

Boom, boom, boom......!

Yes!............

With the blood knife twelve protected by flames, it is impossible for Zhou Xiaofei to explode his heart for the first time, but with the flaw of broken feet, Zhou Xiaofei continuously exploded the calves, thighs, abdomen, and chest of the blood knife twelve............

The last mournful cry of the Blood Knife Twelve echoed throughout the battlefield, and he was shattered by Zhou Xiaofei one by one. A killer, once he chooses this path, is destined to have the result he will have one day.

Rumble!

In the end, Zhou Xiaofei, who fainted weakly, fell into the dust with a "boom".

The world once again returned to the long-lost tranquility, only the residual bloody breath, slowly spreading in the wind flow.