Chapter Ninety-Four, The Last Battle

The knife was unsheathed, and the blade fell like the sky, and the power was terrifying.

Mo Dumping Chi had already felt that terrifying momentum, in fact, when he saw Xiaoyao Hou holding the knife, the peerless treasure knife cutting deer knife, he had already felt the terrifying momentum, at this time he had confirmed the words of the little prince, although the words of the little prince to him were true and false, at least one thing was not wrong, that is, although the martial arts attainments of the Xiaoyao Hou who got the deer cutting knife had not improved, but the strength and mood had risen more than a notch.

At this moment, he looked at the Marquis of Joy and the deer cutter, and he had discovered something incredible.

Xiaoyao Hou is still Xiaoyao Hou, the deer cutting knife is still the deer cutting knife, but when Xiaoyao Hou held the deer cutting knife, the two seemed to have become a person or a knife, an invincible god of war who pulls out the mountains and covers the world, and a sword that can be cut by people, ghosts, immortals and gods.

Mo Dumping Chi also had to admit that the Marquis of Xiaoyao in this state had surpassed all the swordsmen he had encountered, whether it was Zhao Tiancheng, the hurricane swordsman who had broken through the thirteenth style of the hurricane and had reached the realm of heavenly providence, or Fu Hongxue, the magic knife who was like the god of death, they were definitely not as good as the Marquis of Xiaoyao at this moment.

Looking at this knife, he no longer had any confidence that he could take this move, and he was even very sure that there were absolutely few people in the world who could catch this move.

Xiaoyao Hou has already swung his sword, he has not made a move for a long time, not because he is afraid or unwilling to make a move, but there are very few people in the world who have made him make a move, and few people are worth letting him shoot, so he has not made a move, he has not made a move for ten years, and he has not drawn a knife for twenty years.

He never thought that he would have a chance to make a move in his lifetime, and even more so a chance to draw a knife. Now the calm and rational young swordsman in front of him has given him a chance, and he has to admit that he is very grateful to this swordsman, but since the sword has been struck, how can he return the reason empty-handed.

The knife is out of its sheath, and if there is no blood, it will not be sheathed.

The ink poured out of the pool. He already wanted to have a long and short time with Xiaoyaohou, but at this moment, he had to retreat in the face of Xiaoyaohou, who was as powerful as a rainbow, his sword was superb, and he had already controlled the time, place and people, his sword had been unsheathed, but people had also retreated.

Xiaoyao Hou stepped forward, and with a flick of his wrist, the knife slashed out again. In an instant, thirteen knives had been slashed, each of which was slashed at an incredibly tricky angle, and each knife could kill people in an instant.

Mo Tianchi looked at Xiaoyao Hou, looking at the magnificent divine soldier, he also had to admit that Xiaoyao Hou's sword technique was fast and ruthless, and the edge of the sword was difficult to handle, but he had already pulled out the sword, and the sword had been unsheathed. How can it not be reasonable?

Thirteen knives, if the opponent is not Mo Dump Chi. Every knife can kill a first-class master in the world, but the person he faces is Mo Dump Chi, so although these thirteen knives almost made Ink Dump Chi hate, but Ink Dump Chi did not drink hatred after all, Ink Dump Chi has already come out of the sword, and his long sword is like a green snake. In the blink of an eye, it had already pierced Xiaoyaohou's chest, and it only took an instant to pierce Xiaoyaohou's chest.

Xiaoyaohou's face remained unchanged, he looked at the sword that seemed to have no thorns, and his heart was already cold, but the battle intent in his eyes was even better. He spun around and staggered the sword in his chest, and the next moment the knife slashed again.

In an instant, Xiaoyao Hou had already swung twenty-six swords.

Doll Mountain Villa is full of Sen Sen sword intent, reckless sword light, and the terrifying killing intent has swept up and down the Doll Mountain Villa like a mountain of mountains, Lu Xiaofeng and Xiao Gongzi rushed all the way to Doll Mountain Villa.

Seeing the brilliant sword light falling down from the sky, Lu Xiaofeng's heart sank, he didn't know much about the ink pool, but he knew the swordsmanship of the ink pool, the sword technique of the ink pool, the sword technique of the ink pool, no matter who fought with the ink pool, it was difficult to beat it with no more than thirty moves.

He had been coming to the villa from outside the villa for at least three or four minutes, and in terms of the moves of the Ink Dumping Pool, the Ink Pouring Pool had at least passed no less than thirty moves with the Marquis of Xiaoyao.

But it still seems that the winner is still undecided.

At this moment, he couldn't help but worry that the ink pouring pool was coming, and even had a thought in his heart, could it be that the ink pouring pool had been defeated?

Victory or defeat, no matter how much you guess, is difficult to guess, only by witnessing it with your own eyes, the facts can be seen.

The brilliant sword light dissipated, and the Doll's Villa returned to its cold silence.

Lu Xiaofeng and Xiao Gongzi immediately rushed to the villa, and then saw an unforgettable scene in their lives.

Master duel, even if the scene such as Shura Hell should not feel strange or impressive, for Lu Xiaofeng to come, he has seen many master fights in his life, so he has almost seen any tragic scene, but at this moment, he has never seen the scene in the Doll's Villa.

When he saw the scene in front of him, he couldn't hide the look of shock in his eyes, and his pupils shrank sharply and stared at the scene in front of him. The little boy also stared at the scene in front of him with wide eyes, and she also showed an incredible look on her face.

Although the two of them showed incredible looks on their faces, the people who looked at them were different, Lu Xiaofeng looked at the person who won the ink pool, and the person who looked at the little boy was Xiaoyaohou.

Mo Dumping Chi still held the sword in his hand, the most ordinary mortal iron long sword. But though the sword was there, it had broken in the middle. Lu Xiaofeng looked at Mo Dump Chi, he saw Mo Tilt Chi half kneeling on the ground, holding the broken sword in his hand, leaving a deep bone mark on his left shoulder, blood not only gushing out from his left shoulder, at this moment Mo Tilt Chi didn't seem to notice Lu Xiaofeng, nor did he notice the little boy, he stared at Xiaoyao Hou with wide eyes.

Xiaoyaohou was already lying on the ground, he was wearing a white dress and looked at the ink pool, but at this moment his chest had become blood-colored, it had been dyed blood-colored, the little boy looked at Xiaoyaohou, she could clearly see the sword on Xiaoyaohou's chest, the sword was not too deep, but the not-so-deep stab made her desperate.

It was not any other place, but the mouth of the heart, the part of the heart.

No matter who it is, whether it is a peerless master or an ordinary person, as long as the heart is pierced, that person will definitely die. Although the heavens are unfair in many things, they are absolutely fair in this matter, so when she saw the pool of blood on Xiaoyaohou's chest, she was already desperate.

She had never shed tears, and there were two lines of tears on her face.

She stared at Xiaoyaohou, her expression was already sluggish, she didn't believe it. She didn't believe that the undefeated Marquis of Xiaoyao had been defeated and was dead.

But at this moment, she seems to only believe that Xiaoyaohou has been defeated, the myth has been shattered, and Xiaoyaohou is already dying.

Xiaoyaohou coughed, and he lay on the ground. Although his body is stained with blood, anyone has to admit that he is still very elegant, there is a kind of person in this world who can maintain that elegance and calmness no matter when they die, and he is this kind of person.

He knew that he was dying, and he knew that he was defeated, but there was no frustration or resentment on his face, and he looked at Mo Dump Chi with a very pleasant smile on his face. No one who looked at that big smile would ever think that he was defeated and dead, and there was hardly anyone who did not think that he had not only won, but had won greatly.

He looked at Mo Tingchi and smiled, "Very good, now I have finally confirmed one thing: I am not as good as you." ”

Mo Dump Chi half-squatted on the ground, holding the broken sword in his bloody hand, and looked at Xiaoyao Hou coldly, his face did not see the joy of the victor at all. His eyes were calm and sad, and he said, "I have won." I have indeed won, but I have only won against you, but I have lost to your sword, so I have won or lost?"

Xiaoyao Hou said lightly: "Victory is victory, defeat is defeat, if you think you have lost because I didn't cut off your left arm with that knife." That's up to you, too. ”

Lu Xiaofeng and Xiao Gongzi's eyes widened, they didn't understand, they didn't understand what happened just now, and they didn't understand why Xiaoyao Hou would let go of Mo Tingchi, they only understood one thing - Xiaoyao Hou had the opportunity to cut off Mo Tianchi's arm.

Ink poured into the pool and took a deep breath. He looked at Xiaoyao Hou and said: "It is precisely because of the mercy of your subordinates with this knife that I lost to your knife, if you cut off my left arm with this knife, then I will really defeat you, you should have cut off my left arm." ”

Xiaoyaohou laughed, this is indeed an interesting thing, the opponent is merciful, but you still complain about the opponent's mercy, isn't this thing interesting? Lu Xiaofeng and Xiaogongzi didn't feel interesting, they were only confused, and Xiaoyaohou didn't feel interesting, because he understood the reason for this, so he didn't feel interesting at all, and he just had respect for the young swordsman in front of him.

Nowadays, there are too many people in the rivers and lakes who will do anything to become famous, and there are too few people like the young swordsman in front of him who has maintained his original intention from beginning to end.

He looked at Mo Dump Chi and smiled, "Actually, you don't have to be grateful to me, if you don't want to kill me, how can I show mercy to your subordinates?"

Mo Tianchi said coldly: "But you still died under my sword after all." ”

Xiaoyao Hou nodded, this is a fact, a fact that has to be admitted, he said: "Yes, I died under your sword after all, but at least I got two benefits." ”

Mo Dump Chi didn't understand: "Which two benefits?"

Xiaoyao Hou said leisurely: "One, I am not dead now, I can still speak, if your sword stabs a little more just now, I will already die." Second, I have left a terrible strong man for today's rivers and lakes, a strong man who may be even more terrible than that person. ”

"Those are the two benefits of your mouth?"

Xiaoyao Hou looked at the young man in front of him with a smile and asked, "Aren't these two benefits enough?"

Mo Dump Chi said honestly: "At least in my eyes, it is not enough. ”

Xiaoyao Hou was silent for a moment, continued to look at Mo Tianchi, and said word by word: "Yes, these two benefits do not seem to be sufficient in your eyes, so I will give you one last reason." ”

Mo Tingchi didn't speak, he was listening.

Lu Xiaofeng and Xiao Gongzi didn't speak, they were all waiting quietly, waiting for Xiaoyao Hou to speak.

Xiaoyao Hou didn't waste time, he smiled and glanced at Mo Tianchi, and then looked at the little boy with tears on his face and a pair of eyes full of terrible hatred, and said slowly: "No matter whether you win or lose this battle, there will be no more Xiaoyao Hou on the rivers and lakes, and there will be no more Doll Villa." ”

"Why?"

Xiaoyao Hou said lightly: "If Xiaoyao Hou is dead, is there still Xiaoyao Hou on the rivers and lakes?"

At this time, whether it was Mo Tianchi, Lu Xiaofeng, or Xiao Gongzi, they were all stunned, they looked at Xiaoyaohou with an unbelievable look, Xiaoyaohou calmly looked at the three people in front of him, and the three of them came to the same conclusion: "This is the truth, a fact that no one has ever known before." (To be continued.) )