The blood stained the earth red, making the ground even more slippery. It was the blood shed by the people killed by Zhuo Ding, and it was precisely because of this blood that Zhuo Ding faced a life and death situation. It has to be said that this is a kind of retribution.

With a slip of his feet, Zhuo Ding's body leaned forward instantly, and he was about to be killed by the long sword, and at the moment of crisis, Zhuo Ding took advantage of the situation to exert his strength and hit Li Laohu with his shoulder. At the same time, he kicks the knife behind him with his right foot back.

In the face of this moment of life and death, Zhuo Ding can still be so calm, which has to be admired.

Because of this move, he dodged the long sword, and he dodged the long knife.

But Li Laohu's fallen arm, he couldn't dodge it.

There was a muffled bang, and Zhuo Ding's shoulder was hit by Li Laohu. Suddenly he felt a sharp pain, as if that arm no longer belonged to him at this moment.

Although it hurts, he knows in his heart that there is no time to vent his screams at this moment.

His body was shortened by the huge force, and at this time he and Li Laohu could be said to be very close, and the soft sword in his hand lost the space to be used, and that power just allowed him to lie on the ground by taking advantage of the situation.

Facing up on his back, Zhuo Ding bent his legs and kicked Li Laohu's lower abdomen.

Li Laohu's moves have always been wide open and close, winning with strength. In the face of such a sudden attack, he had no time to dodge, let alone change his tactics to resist.

It's just that he never thought of resisting, and at this time he let out a sneer in his heart.

The sword in his hand fell from top to bottom again, and in his opinion, Zhuo Ding had nowhere to hide at this time. In his opinion, he had won at this point.

Even if he is kicked, at most he will be kicked out of internal injuries, and he will not die, and his sword can still fall.

A smile of victory seemed to have appeared on his face, and Li Laohu at this time only waited for his sword to fall on Zhuo Ding, and then tasted the taste of revenge.

He no longer hated Ye Crazy Knife at the moment, or he never hated Ye Crazy Knife. Killing people pays for their lives, this is a natural thing, and this kind of truth has been understood since he killed the first person.

He only hates Zhuo Ding, and he hates Zhuo Ding when he dies and doesn't save him.

"Die!" Li Laohu finally let out a cry, and in his opinion, he was the winner in his hands.

The sword slashed down with the sound of the wind.

Seeing that the blood was about to splatter, his sword suddenly stopped, stopping at a distance of a few inches from Zhuo Ding.

He glared, as if asking why he had stopped, but he had no chance to know the answer.

Because he couldn't find the knife at the tip of Zhuo Ding's shoe, which was stuck in his chest at the moment.

The corpse fell with a thud, splashing dust on one side. Zhuo Ding turned over, and the soft sword in his hand once again began to ruthlessly harvest the lives of everyone.

Those people were not Zhuo Ding's opponents, and they were finally killed in less than a moment.

Zhuo Ding stood in place and kept gasping, and suddenly couldn't help spurting out a mouthful of blood. He was wounded, and was wounded by Li Laohu's arm.

The knife gang didn't hurt him at all, but in the end he was injured by his own people, which made Zhuo Ding feel angry. couldn't help but stab Li Laohu several more times.

After a long time, it seemed that he had finally vented his anger, and Zhuo Ding remembered that he had more important things to do.

Hunt down the Ye Crazy Knife.

But at this time, the Ye Crazy Knife had long since disappeared, but Zhuo Ding had already made up his mind to kill the Leaf Crazy Knife, so he began to search indiscriminately in the Dry Sky City.

"Where are you going?" Yu Man, who had been following the Ink Knife, finally couldn't help but ask, she had been following the Ink Knife for a long time, but found that the Ink Knife seemed to have no purpose at all, just wandering around in this dry sky city.

Modao didn't answer, just walked by himself.

"Can I know what your name is?" Seeing that the ink knife was silent, Yu Man asked again. She wanted to know more about the ink knife, because the more she knew, she could find a way to use it.

The ink knife remained silent.

"Can you help me?" asked Yu Man tentatively. She had already given up revenge, but when she heard that the ink knife could kill immortals, the desire for revenge rose in her heart again.

"I can give you all the immortal treasures I have. Yu Man said, reaching out and plucking the small white flower on his head, the little flower was not unusual, but when Yu Man plucked it, it emitted a dazzling light.

If it weren't for the fact that it was shining at this moment, it would even make people suspect that it could illuminate the night as if it were day.

"I also know that there is a place where more immortal treasures are hidden. "Yu Man thought about it, the reason why the ink knife killed the immortals must be for the immortal treasure, otherwise, no one would go against the immortals for no reason.

Along the way, Yu Man said many tempting rewards, even including her body. But the ink knife did not respond.

Modao doesn't mind that someone follows him, the road is there, anyone can walk.

As long as it doesn't affect him, Yu Man is no different from the stones on the side of the road.

The ink knife only wants to find the demon at the moment, and as for the trace of the immortal, the ink knife has not been able to find any clues.

But the ink knife is sure that as long as the demon is found, the immortal will definitely appear.

"How the hell are you willing to help me!" Seeing that Modao had been silent, as if he didn't exist, Yu Man shouted.

Hurry forward and block the path of the ink knife.

"Fuck off. Modao looked at Yu Man and said coldly. At this moment, Yu Man had already affected her, so he could no longer talk about Yu Man as a stone.

I've never seen it, and I've never seen someone so cold. However, in this dry sky city, Yu Man has also seen many other indifferent people, and those people will also see death and will not pity her.

But at least in the eyes of those people, she can still see her own shadow, and she can feel that others see her as a human being.

But in the eyes of the ink knife, she didn't feel this at all.

It seems that in the eyes of the ink knife, she is just a talking corpse. Because she couldn't see the slightest fluctuation or desire in the eyes of the ink knife.

"It can't be. Yu Man said in his heart. He didn't believe that the man in front of him had no desire.

"What the hell do you want. Yu Man thought that the conditions he had made failed to impress the ink knife.

"Fuck off. Ink Knife said again, this time his voice was colder, because it was his last reminder. If the woman in front of her doesn't get out of the way, the ink knife doesn't mind cutting off the woman's arm and leaving her to fend for herself.

With a violent tremble, a chill hit, and Yu Man felt a killing intent at this moment.

She began to unconsciously back away, making way for the ink knife. But she only took two steps, and she was once again in front of the ink knife.

She was reluctant to give up, and this was a chance for revenge that she finally discovered. Because only the man in front of her can help her avenge, because her enemy is an immortal.

But she didn't know that it was these two steps that almost cost her life.

The ink knife has decided to cut off the arm of the woman in front of him, making her disappear in front of him. But just as he was about to start, several people suddenly rushed out from the side of the road.

In front of them was a wounded man on the run, and behind him was an old man with a broken arm, holding a soft sword in his hand to chase after him.