This time, He Zibu carried a Miao knife in each hand, as if he was going to use two knives to fight, and this situation was the first time he had encountered it.

Ouyang Cong looked at He Zibu's every move from the other side, and said disdainfully: "Hmph, even if you change to two knives, what can you do now that you are covered in injuries?"

He Zibu didn't answer Ouyang Cong's words, but just held the two Miao knives tightly in both hands, and didn't dare to look at the black-clothed assassin who began to spin the knife formation around him again. Although there was already blood all over his body, He Zibu still gritted his teeth and endured it, and the tips of the two Miao knives accompanied the whole person, and he also slowly turned up with the direction of rotation of the black shadow knife array......

"Whoosh-" sounded, and a black knife halo flew out from the left and right sides at the same time.

He Zibu saw it this time, his eyes were fixed, and the black knife halo in the left and right hands was lightly touched in the left and right directions, only to hear the two sounds of "bang-bang", and the black knife halo was easily removed by He Zibu.

"This time he is much calmer......" Ouyang Cong looked at He Zibu opposite as if he had changed into a different person, so he couldn't help but sigh to himself, "And he didn't get dizzy anymore, isn't the speed of the formation turning fast enough?"

Sure enough, He Zibu was no longer dazzled by the high-speed rotation in front of him this time, probably because the severe pain in his body made him very sober, and the whole person stared at the continuous changes in the knife array in front of him very calmly.

"Whoosh whoosh-" Immediately after, a vast number of knives struck him, and He Zibu saw it, but only moved a little of his steps. Then the Miao knife in his left and right hands waved a few times like a shadow, only listening to the sound of "ping-pong-" metal collision, He Zibu once again accurately blocked all the knife halos.

"It must not be fast enough. Turn faster-" Ouyang Cong saw that he couldn't even hurt He Zibu with two moves, so he shouted a little impatiently.

The black-clad assassin received the order, and he really spun faster, and the speed of the stun flight also increased. He Zibu heard what Ouyang Cong had said before, and the whole person jumped into the air, and then tried to maintain his balance in mid-air, while waving the Miao Knife in both hands. At the very least, it can reduce the power range of the Black Shadow Knife Array by a little.

But no matter how good a person is, he can't stay in mid-air forever. Sooner or later, it will fall back to the ground. If you can't think of a way to defeat the enemy in mid-air, you will definitely end up on the ground the same as just now, and you may not be able to stand up again this time. Thinking of this, He Zibu's heart tightened: "I can only try it with the newly learned trick 'Glass Light Knife'." Maybe I can find the flaws......"

"Glass Light Knife" is a new trick that He Zibu has figured out by himself in the past few days. The night after returning from the wrestling tournament that day, Sun Yun had seen some of this trick in the courtyard of the Lai Dart Bureau, when He Zibu also smashed the boulder in the yard. However, in the past few days, He Zibu has been studying the use of new tricks, but he didn't expect to use them at this critical juncture today......

He Zibu was sure in his heart, holding the left and right Miao knives with both hands, and then the whole body was slightly sideways in mid-air, and one turned around, and the silver moon knife flashed.

Ouyang Cong's gaze stared away in midair. Looking at the flashing knife light, Ouyang Cong suddenly felt a trace of hesitation in his heart.

The black sword halo of the Black Shadow Knife Formation flew into the air. The power is really a little smaller, as Ouyang Cong said. He Zibu seized the opportunity, and let out a loud shout, and the whole person spun at high speed with two Miao knives. I saw that the silver moon sword light converged into one, forming a knife flow like glass moonlight, with a strong impact, swooping down.

The "Glass Light Knife" went down, and the "Black Shadow Knife Rain" that came against the current Xiangshang hit hard, and all of them were bounced off. However, due to the "Black Shadow Knife Rain" knife halo being too dense, He Zibu, who was single-mindedly recruiting, still failed to notice it all, and a little blood was cut out of his body by the knife halo.

However, this trick "Glazed Light Knife" did have a miraculous effect, and the knife stream pouring down like the glazed moonlight swept away all the black knife halos, and rushed directly into the dozen or so black-clothed assassins who were forming a formation and constantly spinning like a ring.

All the black-clad assassins felt it, and immediately stopped spinning, and they all used their knives to block this move first. However, the impact of this "Glass Light Knife" was indeed strong, and after all the black-clothed assassins blocked it, everyone slid back a few steps, and it took a long time to stabilize their bodies.

And He Zibu also took advantage of this time to fall smoothly on the ground. However, after He Zibu landed, he was constantly panting, and he seemed to be very tired. Coupled with the serious injuries on his body now, the physical torture continues to pressure He Zibu.

"It seems that that move will cost you a lot of energy...... "Ouyang Cong said with a smile, "But that move is indeed quite powerful, it actually broke my black shadow sword formation with one move, but it ......"

Before the words fell, the dozen or so black-clothed assassins surrounded them again, it seemed that they had almost recovered, although the "Glass Light Knife" just now was powerful, but the impact was dispersed to the bodies of ten people, and the power would naturally become much smaller, so those black-clothed assassins were not injured. On the other hand, He Zibu, although the trick just now helped him successfully break the siege, but it cost him a lot of energy. This time, the black-clothed assassin surrounded him again, and the beads of sweat on He Zibu's head mixed with blood beads rolled down his cheeks again.

"But my people are not injured either...... Ouyang Cong continued to sneer, "Use the 'Black Shadow Knife Formation' again this time, I see what else you can do this time......

After speaking, the black-clothed assassin set up the formation of the "Black Shadow Sword Formation", and once again revolved around He Zibu at an accelerated pace.

He Zibu did not dare to slack off, endured fatigue and pain, and his hands full of blood and sweat re-grasped the Miao Dao, preparing to meet the next wave of the enemy's attack.

The black knife faint came again, and it struck in front of He Zibu one by one. He Zibu still saw the flying knife halo as before, and then blocked them one by one.

The black-clothed assassin's spinning speed accelerated again, and the stun became more and more. He Zibu is still the same as just now. calmly saw every move, and saw the moves......

Gradually, He Zibu began to gradually discover the rules. I couldn't help but secretly say in my heart: "Every time the knife formation turns up, it seems that the speed of the knife is not the same. The same time it fell just now, and this time it was too, when the knife array rotated slowly, it seemed that the number and number of knife halos were not large, and when the rotation speed was fast, the knife halos would become dense. And it's going to get faster and faster......"

Ouyang Cong looked at He Zibu, who was constantly defending in the knife formation, and only smiled secretly on the side, but he didn't know what He Zibu was thinking at this time.

"If I'm right......" He Zibu continued to say in his heart. "Use the 'Glass Light Knife' with all your might, break up their formation as before, and then take the opportunity to strike first, before their formation matures. Maybe it's going to work......" thought of it. He Zibu's spirits were reinvigorated.

"Huh?" Looking at He Zibu's suddenly changed expression, Ouyang Cong was puzzled.

The black shadow knife array was still rotating, and He Zibu was still patiently blocking every knife stun, just waiting for a pause in the middle...... "It's now-" He Zibu suddenly shouted, his hands tightened, his whole body turned, and a strong glass light, "glass light knife" reappeared. The ring spread out in all directions.

The black-clothed assassins hadn't reacted yet, when the flow of the "Glass Light Knife" broke through the shackles of the black knife halo. Only then did they realize that they quickly stopped spinning, and then blocked the blow with the knives in their hands.

In the same way, the powerful power was dispersed into more than a dozen places, and the impact force was naturally much smaller, and those black-clothed assassins only lightly blocked, took a few steps back, and then stood firm again.

Of course, the second time he used this move, He Zibu fell to the ground with some physical exhaustion, but he still endured it and supported the ground with both hands.

"Hmph, the battle of trapped beasts, the result is not the same......" Ouyang Cong once again saw He Zibu breaking through like this, and said with a sneer.

After the black-clothed assassins recovered, they once again surrounded He Zibu in the center, and then the black shadow knife array reappeared, and began to slowly rotate around He Zibu again.

At a time when everything is developing logically...... Suddenly, He Zibu didn't know where he got the strength, he roared, and the whole person jumped up with his sword drawn with both hands, and then rushed towards the point of the black-clothed assassin spinning in the formation, and then swung the knife away.

Hearing only a scream of "ah--", a black-clothed assassin fell to the ground, and He Zibu jumped out of the encirclement, and finally broke through the encirclement before the black shadow knife array could send out the first sword stun.

"What?" Ouyang Cong was shocked by the scene in front of him and couldn't help but scream.

He Zibu didn't stop, and when the remaining black-clothed assassins didn't react, he directly turned around and rushed towards the crowd, waving the Miao knife in both hands.

"Ahh

But the remaining few black-clothed assassins had mediocre martial arts skills, and they couldn't pose any threat to He Zibu at all......

Finally, after a bloody killing, only He Zibu and Ouyang Cong were left in this place where the corpses of the black-clothed assassins were laid......

Looking at the scene in front of him, Ouyang Cong was taken aback at first, and then the whole person regained his calm, as if he was silently accepting the fact of this fate.

He Zibu killed those black-clothed assassins, and after taking a few breaths of relief, he re-grasped the Miao Dao with his blood-stained hand, and then slowly turned around, looking at Ouyang Cong, who was left alone.

Ouyang Cong saw it in his eyes, knowing that his general trend was gone, and he would definitely die at the hands of He Zibu today. So Ouyang Cong didn't show too much nervousness, but smiled.

"What are you laughing at?" He Zibu knew that Ouyang Cong had given up his intention to effectively resist or escape, and looked at Ouyang Cong with a smiling face at this time, so he couldn't help asking.

After Ouyang Cong finished laughing, he slowly pulled out the Miao knife on his body, and then said slowly: "It's nothing, I'm just sighing, now there are four brothers, and now only one person can survive......"

"What do you want to say?" He Zibu looked at Ouyang Cong with gloomy and sad eyes, and continued to ask.

Ouyang Cong thought for a moment. Then he said, "I also know that I will die at your hands today...... Oh, that's a shame. I didn't expect that when I arrived at Zuihou, I still didn't get the approval of others, and Zuihou would die at the hands of my brother......"

"Do you still want to be recognized by others?" He Zibu asked again.

"That's right, I have never been recognized by others in my life...... Ouyang Cong laughed to himself, "It's ridiculous to think about it, I have lived blind all my life for this." ”

"Then you haven't thought about this question before?" He Zibu continued. "You have been pursuing the issue of being recognized, and Zuihou has also led to the sacrifice of your brother, do you think it is very worthwhile?" He Zibu brought the topic to the dead Fang Ke and Fei Nenghong.

"Let's be honest. I'm sorry Ah Ke and Ah Hong......" Ouyang Cong sighed first, and then turned his gaze to He Zi preaching, "But to be honest, I'm still very jealous of you." Abu-"

He Zibu didn't say anything. Just stared at Ouyang Cong with two eyes.

Ouyang Cong continued: "Among our brothers, only Abu, you have met someone who can recognize the value of your existence. Young Master Sun, who came to the dart game, not only recognized you, but also valued you very much, patiently taught you, so that you can really be a person openly. As for me, in order to be recognized by others, I lowered my body to be a dog for the Chatai Palace......"

He Zibu listened and said calmly: "I said it. It's not Brother Sun's problem, everyone is the same. It's you who chose the wrong direction in life......"

"Hmph, no matter whose fault it is, fate has already been decided. Since I, Ouyang Cong, am destined to have no other day, let's understand all this quickly!" After speaking, Ouyang Cong lifted the Miao knife in his hand and rushed in the direction of He Zibu, preparing to pierce it with a knife.

"It's not fate's fault...... He Zibu glanced at Ouyang Cong, his former brother, with mournful eyes, and then also set up the Miao Dao, ready to deal with it at any time......

The sound of a cold knife piercing through flesh......

Blood was spilled all over the ground......

A few blackbirds flew from one end of the forest to the other, and chirped a few times, and then everything was quiet again......

The northern desert is windy, sandy and rainy, and it is difficult to grow flowers and plants, even in the woods like the foggy jungle, it is very rare to see a color flower. However, at one place on the dirt slope, a precious seven-colored flower also withered with the wind when the fog cleared......

He Zibu stood in place, the knife in his hand passed through Ouyang Cong's stomach, and Ouyang Cong's knife missed and stopped at He Zibu's side waist......

Ouyang Cong spat out a mouthful of blood, and his first consciousness made him understand that he had come to the end of his life.

He Zibu also seemed to have an unspeakable hidden in his heart, his face was full of hesitation, zuihou He Zibu also inadvertently let go of the hand that inserted the knife into Ouyang Cong's abdomen, and the whole person also shook for a moment, and then his eyes became confused......

"Even if it's ...... Let's end it......" Ouyang Cong used Zuihou's strength, raised his head and looked at He Zibu with a smile, there was no darkness in this smile, but nostalgia for the once beautiful things, and then he said, "Among the four brothers, Abu is the only one left, fate chose you, so that you have been recognized by others...... I've done something wrong, long ago ...... I won't be forgiven by God, too...... Die well deserved. Abu Thou ...... There are so many people who recognize and trust you that you can ...... Let you live in the world again in the open and upright, then Abu you...... With the sustenance of the three dead brothers, live well...... ......."

Zuihou said a word, Ouyang Cong's whole body strength slowly relaxed, and then his eyes darkened, and he slowly lost his balance with a knife in his abdomen, and Zuihou fell to the ground - Ouyang Cong died.

He Zibu stood aside for a long time, and he also heard Ouyang Cong's words, and he had been pondering......

"I ...... I don't agree with what you said......" After a long time, He Zibu muttered softly, "Fate is not unfair, but everyone can decide for themselves...... Ah Cong, you always care about the approval of others, so much so that you ignore that it is yourself who lives in the world, but I always accept others, whether they agree or disagree, so as to examine the differences in your own personality and know how to live in this world. Brother Sun is such a person, and I did the same, this ...... Maybe that's why our fates are different......"

After speaking, He Zibu raised his head slightly. The sun passed through the thick cloud cracks, and the fog in the forest also dispersed, and the sunlight reflected in the calm jungle, and reflected on He Zibu's face, and two tear stains fell on He Zibu's cheeks......

On Ren Guang and the others' side, everyone is still looking for He Zibu......

"Abu-" Shi Changsong's voice shouted the loudest, not only him, but everyone thought so in their hearts - He Zibu must still be alive.

"Damn, could it be that Abu is really ......" Lin Jing has been congested in his heart, the last thing he wants to hear now is the bad news about He Zibu.

"No, Abu He must still be alive......" Ren Guang said firmly.

Just when everyone was anxious, a person slowly walked in the depths of the jungle. Although the distance was very far, everyone could still see clearly because the fog in the forest had completely dispersed.

"It's Abu, he's still alive—" Shi Changsong was the first to see it, so he exclaimed excitedly.

"Abu-" Lin Jing also exclaimed excitedly on the side.

Ren Guang saw He Zibu finally appear in front of him as a big living person with hands and feet, and his heart suddenly became much more steady: "Great, Abu is fine......

He Zibu slowly walked in the direction of everyone, and he was still holding Ouyang Cong's head in his hand. He Zibu's whole body was covered with blood, and you can imagine how tragic he was when he fought alone. There was no expression of relief on He Zibu's face, but instead there was indescribable sadness...... (To be continued......)