Chapter 166: Desperate Blow

After one round, I felt the strength of my opponent, only above me. The reason is just that I have lost both qi and blood, and my body has not yet recovered.

This engagement continues, and my defeat is inevitable. This is the first time I've faced such a strong enemy since I've been born, and I'm not going to lose this battle.

If I fail, I will definitely die, and behind me, there are Xiao Wanzi and Doctor Tan. The most infuriating thing is that this guy first attacked my millennial sister, and now her life and death are unknown, and she is more than lucky.

My principle of life is that I can bear it, but I can bear it when I attack my woman, but I can't bear it.

For the first time since I was born, I showed my blade.

Under the unsheath of my blade, a cold light flashed on the flat ground, this cold light expressed coldness and loneliness, and there was no lack of feminine aura, competing with the stars and moon, making the air freeze.

The man blurted out, "Cold Moon Knife." ”

Although the Assassin had come to assassinate me, he recognized at a glance that I was holding the Cold Moon Knife, and he had to feel a little respect for him.

Yes, what I am holding in my hand is the Cold Moon Knife, according to legend, the Moon Knife, cast by Mrs. Xu during the Warring States Period, condensed the aura of Tianyu, carrying the feelings of Mrs. Xu, especially under the bright moon, it is particularly bright, the whole body is crystal clear, the blade is extremely sharp, and the cold light is shining.

Its sword aura refers to the fact that it can take people's lives invisibly within the zhangyu.

With the Cold Moon Knife in hand, I am indeed a little invincible, but I have to face the reality, I want to fight quickly, because my internal strength can't last long.

Under the first round just now, my internal strength is weak, and my opponent already knows everything, originally he was completely sure to take me down, but I showed the Cold Moon Knife, of course he knew that it was powerful. He was clearly a bit timid.

If people are cowardly, it is inevitable that they will lose a few points in their guts, but at this time, I am in a state of mind of death, full of pride, and with the blessing of the Cold Moon Knife, I have the upper hand.

After ten rounds of fighting, my opponent was overwhelmed by me, and it was difficult to resist.

In the battle, the more I gained the upper hand, the more frightened my opponent became. After two more moves, the opponent had the idea of retreating.

The opportunity must not be lost, the time will not come again, I raised my luck, exhausted the last internal force of my body, roared, and sent a fatal thunderous blow to the opponent.

The opponent was defeated, and when his chest was cut by my Cold Moon Sword Qi, a bloody wound nearly a foot long, and blood burst out.

Time seemed to freeze at this moment.

At this time, I knelt on one knee and pestle the ground with the cold moon knife, posing in a handsome pose.

The opponent clutched the wound on his chest with his hands and staggered.

On the surface, I won, but in my heart I suffered.

The last move just now, I used all my strength and internal strength, I don't want to pose any handsome pose at this time, but have to do it, otherwise, I will fall to the ground on the spot.

Because with all my might, I only hurt my opponent, but it didn't kill him.

If the opponent re-attacks me at this time, regardless of his own injuries, I will be unable to protect myself from blood on the spot.

But the opponent did not immediately attack me, he was frightened by the thunderous blow I had just made, and for a while, I didn't know whether it was better to run away or beg for mercy on my knees.

Time stands still.

On the surface, I won, but in essence, I have no way to fight back. At this time, the competition is the morale and courage of the two sides.

I needed time to breathe, and at this time, my hands and feet were sore, and I was about to collapse, and a mouthful of salty liquid was gushing and rushing down my throat. I pressed hard, I must not vomit blood at this time, I must endure it.

When my opponent saw that I was silent, he stopped shooting at him, he was suspicious, but as time passed, he seemed to understand something.

I must have exhausted my internal strength and could not move, so he was bold and approached me step by step.

My heart is bitter, I can only do my best to regulate my breath, and try to make a move to fight for the last trace of life for myself.

The opponent smiled, and he thought that the victory was in his hands: "You shouldn't use the Cold Moon Knife, the yin qi is too strong, and you will clash with the masculine of the phantom killing." ”

As my opponent spoke, my body was only a stone's throw away from me, and all of a sudden, I let out a loud roar like a bell.

My roar did shock the opponent, he was stunned, I shot again, my body shape remained the same, I changed my left hand to support the ground, and my right hand pushed the cold moon knife upward, the cold light was pressing.

This scene is in slow motion.

That's right, I'm in slow motion, and with my current strength, I can only do such a slow motion.

"That's it?" The opponent wanted to laugh, but he was just the beginning of a smile, and the smile froze on his face, and gradually his face turned into pain and doubt.

Another proof that bad guys die from talking too much.

Although it's just two words, why don't you just shoot and say these two words?

Because at this time, there was an extra blood hole in his chest, and a hand pierced out, but it was only a flash, and it was gone, and then, blood gushed out of his chest, and his body slowly fell.

Is it my shot? Obviously not, I have done my best, the Cold Moon Knife I swung in slow motion is impossible to cause any damage to such a peerless master, at most it will distract him.

As the opponent fell, a petite figure appeared behind him, none other than Li Pandi.

My last move, I know it's not lethal to my opponent, but I want to distract him, and I did that. is to cover Li Pandi's secret moves.

Why she appeared at this time, I don't know, and at this time, the Divine Doctor appeared in a hurry, and he wanted to mend the knife.

I was stabbed in the chest, and Li Pandi's jade hand pierced a hole in the enemy, do you need to make up the knife?

But Divine Doctor Tan was indeed mending the knife, and he didn't mind stomping on his opponent's head a few times with his foot.

In a few strokes, the opponent's three-dimensional head became a two-dimensional, unrecognizable head.

I had finally exhausted all my strength, my vision was blurry, and after a mouthful of blood, I was finally able to collapse in peace.