Chapter 228 Life and Death Sword Battle

The dictator immediately laughed when he heard this, and tears came from the corners of his eyes. He pointed to Wu Xian and said, "Haha, it's so funny! Haha, I can't stand it."

However, the dictator laughed like this, and suddenly his face became cold. He stared at Wu Xian and said coldly, "You don't deserve this material!" Many people said that they wanted my life, but in the end they all died, and few of them could die under my knife. But for your words, let your blood open my knife first. My knife hasn't drunk the blood of the strong man for a long time.

If there is another person, I'm afraid that he will be scared by the dictator's sudden change of tone, but who is Wu Xian? He has been in a camp full of perverts for more than a year, always paying attention to hiding himself, and he doesn't care much about the dictator's gadget.

"After that, you can go on your way." Wu Xian pulled out the three-edged thorn in his boots and said slowly.

"Haha, boy, I accept your life." The dictator bit the execution knife into his mouth, holding an army with the same pattern as the execution knife in his mouth. The knife took a knife flower in his hand and looked at Wu Xian quietly.

Wu Xian also bent slightly, moved his center of gravity down, and stared at the dictator equally. Both of them came out of the pile of dead bodies. At this moment, they knew that the flaw of whoever took action first would be bigger, so they were waiting for the other party to reveal the flaw and give the other party a fatal blow.

The moon in the sky also seemed to be afraid of the two of them and hid in the clouds. When the darkness covered them, both of them started at that moment. The saber was like a living poisonous snake, tricky and fatally attacked the key parts of the other party.

Wu Xian stabbed the dictator's heart. The dictator put it on his right saber, causing Wu Xian's straight stab to deform. At the same time, he spit out the execution knife biting in the exit, caught the execution knife with his left hand, and violently scratched Wu Xian's neck.

Wu Xian felt cold in his neck. A short body pulled a knife, withdrew the military thorn that attacked the dictator, and took the military thorn as a stick and pulled it to the dictator's leg.

The dictator smiled and easily stepped aside. At the same time, the two knives inserted into Wu Xian from top to bottom. When Wu Xian saw the dictator's posture, he knew that he was invincible and shook a knife. With the dictator's posture of blocking Wu Xian's knife, he took half a step back. The cold blade slid against Wu Xian's nose. The feeling of danger made Wu Xian find the motivation to live.

The dictator's right-hand stabbing move was old, and the execution knife in his left hand pushed Wu Xian's face with a fishy wind, which made Wu Xian, who was about to stab the dictator's small waist, pause slightly. When Wu Xian saw the dictator's offensive, he immediately gave up the offensive he wanted. An iron bridge abruptly broke his waist and gave way through this thrilling knife.

At the same time, he turned his waist and kicked the dictator with his feet with a spinning force. When the dictator saw Wu Xian's move, he knew that even if he could stab Wu Xian, he would probably be kicked unconscious. The business could not be spent, so he gave up the attack and took half a step back.

The moonlight also leaked through the clouds. The two looked at each other quietly again, as if they had not moved, but the aggravated gasp in their noses showed the fierce battle between the two.

"It seems that you are still a little interesting!" The execution knife of the dictator's left hand was thrown in front of him, bringing a poor whine, as if the remnant soul of the deceased was whining.

Is that right? I also think you're okay, at least more than I thought. Wu Xian did not hesitate to attack the dictator.

"Really? Don't think that if you can say two harsh words, you can leave alive. A light burst into the dictator's eyes and shot fiercely at Wu Xian.

Wu Xian did not care about the light in the eyes of the dictator. There was no need for Wu Xian to waste his strength to resist this kind of thing without any lethal nature.

"Since you think my teeth are sharp, I want you to know that my fist is also hard enough." After saying that, Wu Xian rushed up first.

Just now, both of them were just tentative attacks, and now they are starting to take it seriously. When the dictator saw Wu Xian running, he also greeted him. The knife in his hands was like two wandering dragons, going up and down to attack Wu Xian.

And the military thorn in Wu Xian's hand is like the fangs of a poisonous snake, rushing straight to the dictator. The whole action is simple and clear, like the most kung fu secret - the world's martial arts, only fast and unbreakable! At this moment, Wu Xian is in this state, giving up all defenses and stabbing forward.

Three knives staggered, the dictator's palm was pierced by the three-edging army, and the tiger's mouth was violently torn by Wu Xian. At the same time, there were at least four wounds on Wu Xian's body, two of which were completely torn, and the other two wounds were shallow.

The dictator looked at the flesh of the tiger's mouth in his right hand, laughed, pulled the skin off violently, and could not see any painful expression on his face. After trying his hand, he was able to hold the knife and didn't care about the blood flow in his hand like the pud spring.

If it hadn't been for Wu Xian stabbing his tiger's mouth to let his hand naturally loosen, the wound on Wu Xian's body would never have been so shallow. However, when he saw the two torn wounds on Wu Xian's body, the dictator's face showed a smile, and he was still in his left hand. He was thrown into the mouth by the dictator and said with a smile: "I'm sorry, I didn't know that my body was compressed by that shrapnel. Now my right hand can move normally, but I can't feel pain, so your attack... Invalid!"

When Wu Xian heard the dictator say this, he really wanted to say that God was unfair! Isn't this equivalent to putting some cheats on the dictator? If you pay the price of four wounds, you can't abolish the dictator's hand, that is, you have done completely useless work.

Is that right? At least your blood will be lost at a rate of 7 milliliters every three seconds. As long as I can spend ten minutes with you, I guess you will be a eunuch after being cured. The blood is too little and you can't get excited. In this way, it seems that I won't lose money." After Wu Xian knew the cheater on the dictator, his words became a little sharper.

"Kid, you are so brave!" The dictator shouted and looked at Wu Xian and said, "Then I will kill you in five minutes, and then throw your body into the duck street and let them play with your body until it decays."

"Then let's see who will die."

The two rushed against each other again, this time more directly. The knife is at the critical point, and they will die if they can't stop it. The knives of the two collided in the air, bringing a series of sparks, and the harsh sound was unbearable.

Collide, evacuate, and collide again... You attack, I defend, and then attack...

In just one minute, the two waved their knives more than 100 times, moved their positions, changed their positions, and changed their positions at least 40 times. At this moment, the saber in their hands has become a hacksaw, and the intertwined gap between the two teeth makes people feel the violence of them.

The two people's wounds are countless. Up to now, they are numb. Except that their bodies are a little wet, they can't feel any pain at all. Both of their right hands began to tremble slightly, and the sequelae of repeated continuous movements came out.

However, the dictator is a little better than Wu Xian. Because he knew that the execution knife in his hand could not withstand such a strong impact, he put it in his mouth at the beginning and bit it, which was useless. So now the dictator has a slight advantage, and there is also a useless saber. Of course, Wu Xian has the last move, that is, to die together.

The dictator spit out the execution knife and said to Wu Xian, "You are qualified to die under my knife."

Wu Xian sneered at what the dictator said. You said there would be! Joke! Think of yourself as a dish!" With the strength to say this, it's better to take that piece of scrap iron to destroy yourself.

Wu Xian's words are all vicious! Originally, this execution knife was made a little special. It does look similar to a piece of scrap metal that has been rusted for many years, but at least it is the first of the top ten murder weapons. Now it is belittled by Wu Xian, and the dictator may not be able to have a good temper.

"Ky, I don't need this knife today. Cut off every inch of meat on your body, and I will cut myself under this execution knife!" The dictatorial beard has been up.

"If you want to take care of yourself, hurry up! Do you still want me to cheer up?" Wu Xian asked innocently.

"You..."

"If you want my help, tell me earlier! I would like to. At least after you die, there will be more fertilizer on the ground and more space for one person in the world to live. Wu Xian said in a scholarly tone.