Dust was horrified to find that the power of death in Shi Hao's body had almost been disintegrated.

The remaining bit of death power could no longer have any impact on Shi Hao.

How is this possible?, Dust cried out in his heart.

The cold light is shining!

Just when the dust wound found that something was wrong, Shi Hao had already jumped up, and the broken sword stabbed out suddenly.

This sword Shi Hao had already calculated countless times in his mind, taking into account the factors that could happen to him.

And the dust injury was triumphant because of Shi Hao's pain and lost his defense.

There is a mental calculation and no intention!

Shi Hao exhausted all his strength to stab this sword.

Between the lightning and flint, the dust wound thought of dodging, but it was too late, the sword pierced his chest, and a hot and domineering sword aura was destroying his vitality.

With a single sword, the dust wound was extremely weak, like an old man staggering forward in the wind, and he could fall to the ground at any time.

He quickly took two steps back, distanced himself from Shi Hao, and shouted in disbelief, "This is impossible!"

Dust Injury is not a fool, on the contrary, he is very smart, otherwise he would not have cultivated to such a terrifying situation.

The reason why he let down his guard to torture Shi Hao just now was because he knew very well that Shi Hao was hit by his own Death Finger, and Shi Hao would never be able to crack the terrifying power of death.

The power of death is the most powerful means of the Tower of Death.

It originates from heaven and earth, and belongs to a kind of spiritual power, but it is more evil.

But if Shi Hao hadn't cracked the power of death, he wouldn't have been able to stand up and stab such a terrifying sword.

It's messy, it's messy!

The dust was a mess, and he was slightly panicked in his heart, it was a panic about the unknown, and he couldn't figure out what other means Shi Hao had.

"Anything is possible. Shi Hao's body was recovering rapidly, he put on a brand new black clothes, looked at the dust wounds, and said, "It's as if you have just decided that I will definitely die." But I stood up. ”

Dusty took two steps back weakly, and said angrily: "From beginning to end, you have been calculating me!"

Because of the pride of the dust that has been calculated. That's why Shi Hao provoked him unscrupulously.

Shi Hao knew very well that the more provocative he was, the more angry he would become, and he would use more cruel means to deal with him.

But there is a slight benefit. That is, the dust wound will never kill itself happily.

Taking advantage of the fact that the dust injury tortured himself, Shi Hao quietly cracked the death power in his body, and then attacked the dust injury when he was defenseless, severely injuring the dust injury.

"Do you regret it? If you had killed me in the first place, you wouldn't have had so much trouble, it's a pity. There is no regret pill in the world. Shi Hao shook his head regretfully.

Dust's face was extremely weak. Unexpectedly, in just a few moments, the situation actually took such a big turn, and he became a loser, and the hateful mouse actually mocked himself triumphantly.

"I really hate the way you look at you!" Dust Wound scolded through gritted teeth.

"I also hate your invincible face!" Shi Hao scolded mercilessly.

When two proud people collide together, they are destined to rub fierce sparks, and if they hate each other, they will definitely be separated.

"It's over, it's time to finish. Dust Wound muttered.

While talking. He took out a pitch-black pill and threw it into his mouth.

Suddenly, his originally sluggish aura actually began to climb steadily, gradually surpassing Shi Hao, and even surpassing the original dust injury.

At this moment, Dust Hurt couldn't help laughing, and said regretfully: "I'm sorry, I'm the winner." ”

After taking the elixir, the dust wound recovered to a more powerful state than before, dealing with Shi Hao. It's definitely a breeze.

"Thank you for teaching me such a wonderful lesson, don't worry, from now on, I will definitely be more decisive in killing. It's a pity that I didn't pay you tuition, all I could do was kill you. The dust wound slowly walked towards Shi Hao, and the murderous aura on his body churned.

After many twists and turns, he finally won by himself.

At this moment, the dust injury no longer has a heart to underestimate Shi Hao, compared to himself, the only thing he lacks may be a strong background.

"I'd love to be your friend if I could, but it's doomed to be unattainable. Dusty sighed softly.

Shi Hao stood motionless, with a vague smile on his face.

"Please don't speak to me in the tone of a victor until I fall, because no one can defeat me, including you!" Shi Hao said.

At this moment, he was back to his peak.

And the dust wound is a little more powerful than the original one.

It seems that the winner has been decided!

However, as long as I don't fall, who dares to say that I, Shi Hao, have been defeated?

Dust was stunned for a moment, and then laughed: "I really like it more and more...... You're a little mouse, then I'll let you fall!"

As he spoke, the momentum of the dust began to climb wildly.

At this moment, suddenly!

The momentum of the dust injury suddenly broke, as if a large balloon had been punctured by someone with a small hole, and the momentum began to retreat quickly.

In a short period of time, the momentum of the dust injury was completely gone, and he looked up to the sky and spat out a mouthful of blood.

"Poof......

"How is this possible?" exclaimed Dusty in disbelief.

This time, Shi Hao didn't even move, and the problem was that he was hurting himself.

Shi Hao stood in place, as if he had expected it, and replied, "This is the second time you have asked this question. ”

Second?

Dust suddenly remembered that when Shi Hao inexplicably unlocked the power of death, he had also screamed like this.

Separate these two things, and the dust wound can't detect anything at all.

But if you put these two things together......

As if he had thought of something, his body trembled violently, and he shouted, "This is impossible!"

"Is it her?is it?How could it be her?Is it her?......Is it her?" cried out sadly, if it weren't for the fact in front of him, he would never believe that he would be betrayed by her.

"I'm sorry, I'm the winner. Shi Hao said regretfully.

Dust Wound vaguely remembers that this sentence is somewhat familiar.

Oh, I remember, I just said that.

"I'm sorry, you have to die. Shi Hao continued.

Dusty body trembled violently, and when death befell him, he realized that he had such a desire for life.

"No, I'm the first of the younger generation, I'm just betrayed, otherwise what are you? I can't die, I can't die!" cried out in panic.

"I'm sorry, but it's a game of cat and mouse, and you're the mouse throughout. Shi Hao held the broken sword in his hand and slashed out with a ruthless sword.

A good head rises to the sky!(To be continued~^~)