The group of children, who are not very old, are extremely ferocious, and their moves are fatal, and they go straight to the point of the ink knife, which looks like children, more like killers who kill people. 35xs

At this moment, there is still a little immaturity on their faces, only indifference and bloodthirsty, as if they have long been accustomed to doing this kind of thing, and they have long been accustomed to being attacked by others.

There are six children in total, and they cooperate with each other, and they have a tacit understanding with each other

Every time after one person makes a move, there will be one person who will quickly follow up and not give the ink knife the slightest chance to return the hand.

The children lined up in a line, facing the ink knife.

As he followed quickly, the first person suddenly jumped up and stepped backwards with one foot.

Behind him, the man who was still in pain swung his fist and struck him on the soles of his feet. With the help of force, the speed of the pain was more than twice as fast as before, and he punched at the ink knife.

How much strength can a pain be, ordinary people must think so, but the ink knife is different, even in the face of a baby who is powerless, as long as he faces the enemy, he will not have the slightest contempt.

What's more, in this Jueshen Valley, the ink knife is no longer the same as before, and his strength at this time is many times weaker, where can he dare to be careless.

Seeing the child punching him, he didn't show his skills, and the ink knife was in a frontal emergency. Punch each other. Suddenly, the two fists collided with each other, making a "bang" sound.

It turns out that the ink knife still underestimated the pain in front of him.

When he received the child's fists, Modao only felt that his arm was numb, and a huge force came from his arm.

The ink knife shook by great force and took a half step back.

With just one move, the ink knife knew that these people in front of him were still very painful.

After one move, another child quickly followed, and before the original child who swung his fist at the ink knife could not stop, he quickly reached out his hands, grabbed his feet, and then slammed into his arms.

Rush towards the ink knife with strength.

His speed was not very fast, but in this way, his forward speed instantly reached the speed of the original child.

A figure flashed, and the next moment the child had rushed to the ink knife.

I didn't swing my fist, and I didn't know if it was appropriate, but it hurt that there was already an extra dagger in my hand.

With the momentum of the forward rush, he went towards the ink knife.

Seeing that he was still waving a dagger and rushing towards him, the ink knife was also shocked. He didn't expect that these people in front of him, who didn't look very old, were still in pain, but they knew how to use their strength to speed up their bodies.

Although surprised, the ink knife is not afraid. At the moment when the pain came, he waved his hand to interrupt the knife, from the bottom up, blocking each other.

I only heard a snap, and the broken knife collided with the dagger.

The dagger was grouped, and it was still painful and did not continue to attack, and suddenly one of them jumped away from the ink knife, but at this time, there was more than a child standing behind him.

Another borrowing force, at the moment when the dagger in his hand was still jumping away, he violently pulled the clothes on his body, and rushed forward to kill the ink knife. Flash Dance

His actions not only helped the evacuees speed up, but also used his own strength to maximize his speed.

Because it had been hiding in the dark before, it suddenly appeared at this moment, and finally caught the ink knife off guard.

In addition, its speed is too fast, and in the blink of an eye, it rushes in front of the ink knife.

At this moment, the ink knife has no chance to retract the knife, and in the face of the child's fists, he has to raise one leg and block it with his knees.

But the ink knife forgot that the children were not alone, and if he stopped one of them, the other would follow.

At the moment when the ink knife raised his leg, it was a child again, and unlike the others, he stepped on his feet, drawing an arc towards the ink knife.

When he got close, he had already rushed behind the ink knife.

He also held a dagger in his hand, and as if he didn't care about the rules at all, he stabbed at the back of the ink knife.

Seeing someone attacking, the ink knife took advantage of the force of resistance, clicked on the ground with one foot, and jumped up to dodge the fatal blow.

At this time, the last two remaining children seemed to have been prepared, and when the ink knife turned over, they didn't know how to have an extra throwing knife in their hands.

When the ink knife body is completely powerless in mid-air, it shoots instantly.

In an instant, he saw two cold rays of light, drawing a straight trajectory in mid-air towards the ink knife.

Seeing the flying knife stabbing at him, the ink knife could not move to dodge with no point of strength, but he still had a broken knife in his hand.

When the flying knife stabbed him, he instantly slashed left and right, knocking the two flying knives to the ground.

Although a lot was said, it was only two breaths from the time the group of children shot to the end.

It can be seen that the cooperation between these children is very tacit.

"Who are you!" After a move, the children did not continue to attack the ink knife, but stood behind the man.

At this moment, the ink knife had a chance to see the man in front of him clearly.

The lower body is a pair of jet-black trousers, the soles of the feet are black boots, and the upper body is shirtless.

On closer inspection, there were several scars on his body, the most striking of which was from his left shoulder to his lower abdomen. Just looking at this scar, you can know that the man in front of him must have experienced many life-and-death duels.

Faced with the man's inquiry, Modao said loudly: "The one who killed you." ”

Is the ink knife really going to kill him? As for what the man with the long sword said, Modao didn't believe a word.

Although he didn't believe it at the time, the ink knife didn't know anything about the purpose of doing so.

In order not to startle the snake, the ink knife didn't ask much.

Because Modao already has a plan in mind.

"Kill me?" the man sneered. 35xs "I don't know why you're trying to kill me, but with your skills, isn't it a bit too conceited to say such a thing?" "From the previous duel between the ink knife and those who are still painful, the man already has a certain understanding of the skill of the ink knife.

The reason why he laughed at the ink knife was because he felt that the ink knife could not be his opponent at all.

"What's more, even if you kill me, you will die. The man continued: "So I can't figure it out, why do you want to do it with me, do you think I'm going to kill myself?"

Outside the main hall, because of the existence of rules, everyone will try their best to make them commit suicide after they have an enemy of life and death.

This has become the default norm for people outside of the big spots.

Because although he stretched out of the main hall, they knew the rules well.

So the man was not worried, the ink knife would kill him, it could kill him.

"I'm just being told. The ink knife said loudly: "All I want to do is cut off your hands and feet, and as for your life, someone will collect it." Inkknife decided to drag the man with the sword into the water.

"Oh, so you are just a thug. The man said loudly: "You are only worthy of being a thug like this, I really want to see the person behind you." ”

"What's more, I'm very curious about why the man behind you wants to kill me. ”

Mo Dao didn't speak, and Li Ziya, who was holding a thin sword, had already walked into the house.

Seeing Li Ziya, the man's eyes widened instantly, and he looked surprised.

"It's you!" the man said loudly to Li Ziya.

"Of course it's me, who will trouble you but me. Li Ziya's eyes were full of hatred, and at this moment, where did he have half the timidity when he got along with the ink knife.

"I should have guessed it was yours. The man spoke, sighing for some reason as he spoke, with a hint of guilt in his eyes.

"You don't have to act like this, I'm here to kill you. Completely ignoring the man's serious guilt, Li Ziya said.

"Actually, all I do is hope that you can live longer. The man said helplessly.

"Live longer?!" Li Ziya suddenly laughed, laughing miserably, laughing almost tears. "What you mean by living longer is to make me worse off than dead?

What greeted me was a strange face.

The distorted can no longer be counted as a person.

There were scars all over his face, and the flesh on his cheeks had been shaved off with a knife, and only the gloomy teeth and bones were exposed.

"Is this what you call living longer?" Li Ziya's tone was filled with irrepressible hatred, and even his body was trembling slightly, as if he couldn't help but make a move at any time.

"I was wrong......" The man finally lowered his head, and the guilt in his eyes intensified. A pair of eyes almost brought tears to tears when they saw Li Ziya's distorted face.

"But child, you have to believe that I really want to help you, I want to make your life better, so I will send you to that place. The man seemed to want to explain something.

But Li Ziya didn't plan to give him a chance.

"He is the heinous man of whom I speak, and if you take him, I will take you to that place. Li Ziya said to the ink knife.

Listening to the conversation between the two on the side, Modao was in a fog, completely unaware of what they were talking about.

Only a few words can be guessed.

In Modao's opinion, the two seem to have known each other for a long time, and their relationship is even more unusual.

Mo Dao knew that Li Ziya must be using him. It's just that Modao is not sure whether the place Li Ziya said really exists.

In order to complete the task, the ink knife can only capture the man.

Holding the knife in his hand, the ink knife looked at the man, and he was ready to move.

At this moment, the six children stood in front of the ink knife again, and they all raised their arms, and their eyes were full of hostility.

"Haven't you broken away from them?" the man asked.

"Hehe......" Li Ziya sneered, "How to break away, once you join them, there will be no chance to leave, I know you have good intentions, but you also pushed me into the abyss of no return." ”

"You can run!" the man said.

Shaking his head, Li Ziya said: "You still know too little about them, no one can resist them, not even the people in the city, even the Thirteen Palms Sect." ”

"In the Valley of the Gods, they are the masters of everything. ”

"Let's do it. It seemed that he was not far away from recalling that place, Li Ziya said to the ink knife.

With a dodge, the ink knife rushed to the front of the man in one step, returned to the slash, and cut the knife in his hand from top to bottom and went straight to the man's vital point.

The man who could easily take the ink knife attack at the beginning did not make a move this time, but stood quietly in place, as if determined to die.

However, the six children in front of him suddenly moved the moment the ink knife was struck.

As at the beginning, they cooperated with each other and headed towards the ink knife.

These six children seemed to have become one person at the moment of their shot, and every movement was extremely tacit, and they used each other's strength to exert their speed and strength to the extreme.

For a while, it caused some trouble to the ink knife.

Finally, after a few fights, the ink knife was no longer in force.

Began to use the knife on the children.

The knife in his hand was waved frequently, and he even used his body to avoid the children's attacks.

Modao was reluctant to use his body technique, because he felt that his skills were too ordinary, except that his body technique was barely unexpected, and his moves were completely disorganized.

The ink knife wants to practice his skills by using his hands with people. But now is clearly not the time to do such a thing.

The sky is about to dawn, and if you can't complete the task, the ink knife will definitely be chased by the broken water.

No longer blindly dodging, the ink knife began to swing and slash.

With the help of his body, he quickly disrupted the rhythm of the attack of this group of children.

In less than three breaths, one of the six children was kicked with a knife.

The body is like a broken kite, spurting out a mouthful of blood and flying out.

These children may be good, but they are only half-grown children in the end, and they are kicked by an ink knife and fall to the ground with a wail.

The rest of the remaining children looked at the ink knife with a retreat in their eyes.

The movements of the hands are also much slower.

And the ink knife took this opportunity to start fighting back. Within moments, four of the children were knocked to the ground.

At this moment, just as the ink knife took advantage of a gap and punched the last child, the man who had not moved until now finally struck.

I saw that he suddenly stretched out a pair of fingers, and suddenly added the broken knife in the hand of the ink knife.

Seeing this, the ink knife was stunned. Although he knew that the man in front of him was strong, Mo Dao didn't expect him to be so strong.

"I'll go with you. The man said aloud, and when he said this, his expression suddenly dimmed, as if he had turned white overnight, and his expression was extremely old.

"Until then, I wish I could have placed these children. He held the broken knife of the ink knife between his fingers, but his eyes were looking at Li Ziya on the side.

"There is no hatred between them and me. Li Ziya said loudly, and the meaning of his words had already agreed to the man's request.

"Get up. With a gentle look in his eyes, the man walked up to the children who had been knocked to the ground by the ink knife, and carefully helped them up one by one.

But when he came to the last child, his eyes widened.

Then I saw the child, perhaps because of bad luck, and when he fell, he hit the back of his head on a sharp rock.

At the moment, he was convulsing, his breathing was so weak that he couldn't hear it, and he was about to die.

"You!" Turning his head violently, the man looked at the ink knife, and his momentum changed suddenly, and his murderous intent burst out like a substance, and the wooden house was shaking slightly.

Seeing this, the ink knife realized that the man in front of him had been staying strong.

If he faced him now, Modao didn't feel that he had any confidence that he could catch him.

(End of chapter)