Chapter Ninety-Three: A Matter of Life and Death
The three of them were surrounded and came at great speed, and soon two men rushed to the front, blocking Shen Ke's way.
"Shen Motou, you can't escape. One of them had a sneering look on his face and looked at Shen Kedao with cold eyes.
"Ah......h
Shen Ke roared, not retreating, but advancing, his eyes were bloodshot, revealing a murderous color, his cloak was scattered, like crazy, and he suddenly rushed towards the two people in front of him.
He knew that he must not be stopped, his injuries were getting worse and worse at this moment, the old injuries were not healed, and if he added new injuries, even a strong person at the Dao level could only die.
What's more, there were so many people chasing him in the rear, especially that Dao platform level powerhouse, giving him a strong sense of power, if he was stopped at this moment, it would definitely be impossible to have a chance to live.
But when Shen Ke rushed forward suddenly, the two of them had a sneer on their faces, and before he could rush closer, the two of them invariably rushed backwards and retreated.
Their purpose was simple, that is, to drag Shen Ke so that he would not escape and wait for the arrival of the man surnamed Pang.
Shen Ke was stunned in his heart, his fists clenched, and he suddenly turned sideways, changed direction, and rushed to the other side.
But just as he fled, the man in the rear also chased after him, and the three of them outflanked him back and forth, sometimes interfering to block Shen Ke's way.
Seeing this, the man surnamed Pang in the distance finally let go of it with confidence, and breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, a trace of fierceness flashed in his eyes, and he sneered: "Shen Motou, even if you are Tianjiao, this time you are destined to die in the hands of my Pang Mailang." ”
But as soon as he finished speaking, his face suddenly changed, and he saw Shen Ke suddenly stop, his fingers jumping in the air, flicking his fingers slightly, and suddenly several sword qi flew out from his fingers, shot out, and slashed towards the three of them.
"Be careful!" Pang Mailang was shocked and hurriedly shouted.
As he spoke, Shen Ke's body suddenly turned around, raised his hand and reached out, retracted his fingers into a fist, and blasted towards one of them with a bang.
With this punch, he exerted all the strength of his body, and the fist slammed out, breaking the vacuum, bringing gusts of wind and blasting towards the man.
The man was shocked, a strong sense of life and death crisis hit, he only felt that his scalp was numb, and he wanted to dodge, but before his body could react, a huge fist had already exploded.
Burst~
A sharp pain accompanied by the sound of bones shattering in his face, the man suddenly spurted out a mouthful of blood, and the whole person was as light as a swallow, and suddenly flew upside down ten feet away.
Shen Ke blasted the man away with a punch, and suddenly his own wound cracked, and a mouthful of blood spurted out, but before he could retreat, one of the men in a cyan robe suddenly approached, and the long sword in his hand was stabbed, exuding a sharp edge.
The speed of his shot was too fast, the long sword emitted a burst of snow-white light in the air, and suddenly stabbed, at the critical moment, Shen Ke turned sideways, dodging the key position of the heart, and the long sword pierced through his ribs instantly, and the severe pain made Shen Ke tremble, and the cold sweat all over his body fell like grains.
The man in the robe was happy in his heart, laughed loudly, and was about to withdraw the long sword, when suddenly Shen Ke's face sank, became extremely cold, and under the gritted teeth, he grabbed the sword body.
Immediately, Shen Ke's body suddenly surged forward, and the entire long sword passed through his body, reaching the hilt.
At the same time, his body suddenly approached the man, Qingpao's heart was shocked, his scalp was numb, and he felt a strong sense of life and death crisis coming towards him, and he let go of his hand and retreated.
But seeing Shen Ke's eyes showing a murderous look, his right hand reached out, his five fingers opened, and in the shape of eagle claws, he attacked his neck and grabbed his neck.
"You ......" The blue-robed man's eyes showed a look of fear, and he opened his mouth to speak, but he hadn't finished speaking.
Pinch hard!
Click!
Directly pinched his neck, and when the crisp sound of the neck bone shattering came, the man's head tilted, drooped down, and died of anger.
All this happened between the lightning and flint, and before the man standing next to him could react, the man in the green robe had already been grabbed by Shen Ke and crushed his throat bone.
When he reacted and was about to step forward, he suddenly felt a strong crisis behind him, the man was shocked, and hurriedly turned around to look, only to see five or six sword qi flying towards him in the void.
Snort!!!sneer!!
The man's eyes were wide open, and before he could make any move, he saw that the sword qi was already approaching, flying up and down around him, cutting vertically and horizontally.
"You ......"
The man had an incredible look on his face, his eyes widened, he slowly turned his body, raised his trembling hand and pointed at Shen Ke.
But before he finished speaking, a wound suddenly opened on his neck, and blood suddenly erupted from nowhere, like a long rainbow, shooting into the distance.
After a long time, his blood erupted, his whole body became extremely stiff, and he fell to the ground with a red thud, and in front of his corpse, countless blood stained the entire ground red, and the smell of blood was so strong that people couldn't help but vomit.
Shen Ke was unmoved, turned around, and looked coldly at the injured man not far away.
"Don't kill me, don't kill me......!"
The man was so frightened that he couldn't help but tremble as if he was being targeted by the devil, his hands propped up on the ground, and his feet kept kicking the ground, and he fell backwards.
At this moment, he had already lost his previous momentum, as if he was being stared at by death, and he only felt that his scalp was numb, and goosebumps appeared layer after layer of goosebumps all over his body.
"Humph!"
Shen Ke snorted coldly, endured the severe pain, gritted his teeth, grabbed the long sword inserted in his ribs, and pulled it out suddenly.
With a stream of bright red blood on the long sword, it was thrown to the ground by Shen Ke.
Blood overflowed from the corners of Shen Ke's mouth, and he trembled and retreated, resting on top of a big tree, constantly panting.
Just as he stopped and sat down, two more men joined forces, raised their hands and reached out, and the true yuan in his body suddenly worked, and a palm slapped at him.
With a bang, Shen Ke's body was shot up by the two of them, and he only felt a roar in his ears, and a large mouthful of blood sprayed out, dyeing the clothes all over his body fiery red.
At the same time, the two men suddenly approached.
Seeing the moment of life and death, Shen Ke did not give up, but that strong desire to survive once again stimulated his potential.
Shen Keren was in the air, and suddenly his mind moved, and he took out two axes from the ring, and under the operation of Zhenyuan, he shot out fiercely and slashed towards the two of them.
The faces of the two men changed, and they didn't have time to think about it, so they hurriedly used the true yuan in their bodies and turned into a barrier in front of them.
Shen Ke's two axes flew and slashed at the barrier repeatedly, as if the strength was insufficient, and suddenly fell to the ground with a clatter.
At the same time, Shen Ke suddenly spurted out a mouthful of blood, and his entire body fell from the air, smashing to the ground with a pop.