163 Taste of Blood

And in the hands of the female assassin, I don't know when, there was an extra Emei thorn, and the tip of the thorn carried a bloody breath.

Liu Pian's figure moved slightly, and the knife in his hand slashed weirdly, the knife was silent and silent, as if he hadn't touched anything.

The Emei thorn disappeared into the hands of the female assassin again, and the two of them passed by, as if they were passers-by. 、

The petite figure landed steadily on the ground, not even a trace of dust stirred up.

"You must be injured, maybe if you beg for mercy now, I can still plant a slave seal for you. A faint voice came from the petite woman's throat, the sound was nice and the birds disappeared, but the content was full of murderous feelings.

Liu Pian's fingers were just dripping dark gray blood at this moment, and a hole had already appeared in his arm, and the blood water seemed to be uncontrollable, constantly sliding down.

Liu Pian didn't care about the blood, and let it stay.

The petite woman licked her lips at the smell of blood, red lips, and a small tongue that was very charming.

"You're not afraid of being poisonous?"

The petite woman tilted her head, like a student in a private school sniffing her husband's questions.

Liu Pian said: "I'm afraid, but there is no thorn on that Emei." ”

"Why?"

"Because the Emei thorn is fast enough. The petite woman looked at Liu Pian, but her eyes were a little surprised at the moment.

"Tick, tick"

The petite woman raised her arm, and without caring that Liu Pian was beside her, she reached out and pulled down the dress, spring/naked, but the most conspicuous thing was a long knife mark on the arm in that eye.

The petite woman smiled. Stretching out her hand to the wound, she touched it, and a finger was covered with dark gray blood, and the petite woman licked it and said, "It's really fresh." ”

Liu Pian said: "I still have fresh ones here." ”

The petite woman tilted her head and smiled, "That's really delicious, thank you." After finishing speaking, an Emei thorn had already broken through the distance of the space and reached the corner of Liu Pian's eyes, and the speed was extremely fast.

Liu Pian said slowly, as if she hadn't seen it at all: "No thanks, because there is something to eat for nothing in this world, so if you want to eat, you must have the ability to take it." ”

Liu Pian said, the three yin killing divine knives in his hand, but they were in the eyes, swirling, and they continued to collide with the Emei thorn, and the distance between the knife and the Emei thorn was very close to Liu Pian's neck. Almost all of the hairs on Liu Pian's neck can be cut off. If there were two words that summed up the killing of these two men, it would be weird.

The Three Yin Killing Divine Knife comes from a mysterious inheritance, a ghost and a magical power.

The petite woman's Emei thorn was directed at a cunning poisonous snake, spitting out the core from time to time, to choose someone to devour.

Those who practice martial arts in the mortal world pay attention to the risk of one inch short and one inch.

The comparison between the two people can also be summarized in this way.

Liu Pian's knife is inadvertently, that is, swallowing, where the most fragile will be cut, the knife is not particular at all, the weird knife technique, in conjunction with the small knife body is even more weird and abnormal.

And the Emei thorn was in the most sinister place, guarding against the knife, and then stabbing at Liu Pian.

After a few rounds, Liu Pian was at a disadvantage.

But Liu Pian waited a little longer, waiting for the "Three Yin Killing Divine Knife".

People are yin to kill, and if you want to get closer, you have to keep dancing on the tip of the knife, so that this person can make this yin killing divine knife more weird and sharp.

Maybe the one who uses the feeling of life and death to refine the knife is Liu Pian's real strength.

bang

After a few consecutive blows, the black qi on the knife was gradually about to collapse.

"Three Yin Killing Divine Sword. From the ancient inheritance, although Liu Pian doesn't know where this knife comes from, Liu Pian knows that this knife method is about "risk to risk." "Only by not being afraid of death and daring to walk between life and death can we practice this knife technique to the greatest extent.

And Liu Pian has some meaning of last resort at the moment, but between actions, it is more weird than this sword technique.

bang

The Emei thorn is like a poisonous snake, lifting the core of the snake from time to time, and between swallowing and spitting, the breath on Liu Pian's knife is also constantly collapsing and spreading under this continuous violent impact.

Liu Pian didn't seem to see it, the knife technique was even more weird than before, the two short soldiers kept colliding, and the two figures were also floating in the dim night, and no one around Liu Pian and the petite female assassin dared to help or participate.

Because the ghost assassin in the underground who has not completely dissipated the black mist is the best example, this ghost assassin wanted to make a fatal blow when Liu Pian was too busy to take care of himself, but it was in Liu Pian's dodge, and the petite woman was pierced through the eye at once.

And under this interception, the petite woman had a huge wound on the left side of her body that was half a foot long.

There was no one on either side, and they killed as much as they wanted.

Both of them knew that in this killing field, only one of the two people could live, and the one who was alive could also complete his mission.

Liu Pian's knife was aimed at his chest at this moment, but the sharp black blade was at the chest, picking up a vicious black needle.

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The knife stopped the tiny needle, but it didn't prevent the Emei thorn, which had turned blood-red.

It was too late for Liu Pian to return to the knife to protect herself.

Emei thorn turned into a bloody light, and in an instant, a hole was stabbed in Liu Pian's abdomen, and blood came out like a fountain.

Liu Pian was caught between life and death at this moment, if he couldn't break this offensive, even if Liu Pian dodged, he would be killed by continuous attacks.

The woman's clothes were torn and there were small strips of cloth, and a large piece of skin on her body was looming, but Liu Pian didn't dare to be distracted at the moment, and when the dagger came, it rolled down the ground, which was the best way to dodge.

Burst. burst

The dagger kept stabbing holes in the ground, and it was not difficult to imagine that if this was on Liu Pian's head, I am afraid that even if he could survive, his soul would be damaged and he would not be able to advance an inch in his life.

Liu Pian flicked up, dodging a tiny poisonous needle like a cow's hair through her hair in an instant, and then just as Zi's dagger was about to arrive.

As soon as the body lay down, it rolled down, and it rolled towards the dagger, rolling away, life or death in front of him.

The petite woman's eyes flashed with a hint of coldness, and the dagger turned into a poisonous dragon, heading straight for Liu Pian's left eye, as fast as lightning.

bang

The corners of Liu Pian's mouth were spitting out a purple thunder flame at this moment.