The scythe undoubtedly pierced through the flesh.

In an instant, there were blood flowers everywhere in the sky and on the ground.

It's because the scythe is too sharp, and the wound is too deep.

The knife was torn directly from the left shoulder to the right side of the waist, and if you looked carefully, you could even see the blood foam squirming.

But Simon was shocked and couldn't stand it.

Simon usually admires the deaths of others, but this time, he couldn't stand it.

The moment the blood splashed, the entire Sang Mo forest seemed to be condensed, even if he wanted to smile, the corners of his lips were extremely slow and slow.

In such hesitation, Simon was shocked to see the resoluteness of death in Jian Ming's eyes.

That kind of gaze is like a funeral.

Then the sword came out.

It's not fast, it's even slow, but in this extremely slow world, even if it's a slow sword, it's fast.

Fast as a fly flies in front of your eyes, even if you can see it, you can't slap it off with one palm.

Now Ximen was shocked and watched the long sword pierce towards him, but he froze, the air seemed to be crowded with dust particles, no matter how hard he tried, he could only move the particles gently.

This sword must be unavoidable.

The last ray of light penetrated the forest, so cold, but it was the only tenderness.

Some people stepped forward, untied each other's clothes, and draped them in front of Jian Ming.

The battle was too tragic.

The flesh and skin on Jian Ming's body have been completely turned out, and some of the bones are so deep that you can almost see the exposed bones.

Therefore, the sword lay down, and even stood still.

I couldn't even hold the sword, so I had to get rid of it.

But no one dared to pick up a sword for him and come back.

for the sword nailed the man to the high and broad trees and stones.

Meng Qingyi walked forward, because Xue Qi was also moving forward.

They are all pinned with knives, all pinned to their waists, one left and one right.

Even walking is very particular, every step is stable enough, every step is thoroughly in contact with the soil with the surface of the foot, and every step is pushing his fighting spirit and state to the peak.

Xue Qi took six steps and stopped.

Meng Qingyi also walked six steps, and Meng Qingyi had to stop.

If you just think it's a simple proximity to each other, you're wrong.

Even Lu Muqing was terrified.

But only Du Bazhi and Mu Li, who made the knife, could see the edge of it.

also took six steps, and Meng Qingyi was bigger than Xue Qi in every step. Meng Qingyi is famous for his fast knives, and the fastest knives are often shorter, one or two inches shorter, or even six or seven inches, and one inch is fatal.

Xue Qi took six steps and was already in the scope of the Eight Snake Slaughter.

Although Meng Qingyi has taken a big step in every step, for him, it is still not the best distance. In fact, one step closer is enough, but this step Meng Qingyi didn't dare to take anyway.

It was clear that Xue Qi had calculated deeply, otherwise it would be difficult to put Meng Qingyi in such a semi-embarrassing situation.

But Meng Qingyi is still calm, in a hundred battles, he has been caught by people as a breakthrough too often, but Meng Qingyi is still there, still living by the knife.

Du Bazhi and Mu Li held their breath together, waiting for the action of the two of them stupidly.

Xue Qi is a right-handed knife, Xue Qi's knife is pinned to the right waist, and Xue Qi hangs his hand on the hilt, but it is still a forehand.

Meng Qingyi is also a right-handed knife, Meng Qingyi pinned the knife to his left waist, gently pushed the scabbard with his left hand, and his right hand also hung on the hilt, but it was a backhand.

These two men are so different.

Both of them had only each other in their eyes.

When will these two finally make a move?

Who will be the first of these two?