Volume 7 Chapter 25

All the martial arts in this world are the killing skills honed in the years of fighting. There is no half of the skill, but only the ruthlessness and accuracy. /

this accuracy includes not only the accuracy of the hand position, but also the extremely accurate timing of the hand.

At the moment, Xue Wantao's attack was just when Lin Xi had just landed and his feet were not ready to work.

So Lin Xi only comes and cuts.

The long sword in his hand is like a black waterfall falling down from the bottom to the top, cutting at Xue Wantao and grasping at his face.

He was absorbed in dealing with Xue Wantao's hand, but did not manage the green dagger that cut to his belly for a while, because he knew very well that for his sword and Xue Wantao's hand, the green dagger was a later thing.

The long knife is in contact with the hand.

Jiang Xiaoyi's black long Dao is also engraved with flower like runes on the surface. It's not an ordinary border army long Dao, but a soul soldier.

Even though Lin Xi's cultivation at this moment has not reached the great soul division, he can't penetrate the soul force into the soul soldiers, and can't increase the real ability of the soul soldiers, but it is enough to cut the flesh and blood of the practitioners under the national scholars.

Although Xue Wantao feels powerful to Lin Xi, his sense of oppression is not as strong as Liu Bo's, so he should not have reached the national scholar level.

However, this extremely sharp soul soldier touched Xue Wantao's hand, but there was no blood spilled out, and there was no shock force that Lin Xi could use.

Lin Xi's face changed quietly.

Xue Wantao's five fingers held the blade precisely, like an iron tongs. He clamped the black long knife in Lin Xi's hand to death, and also held Lin Xi's people.

Xue Wantao's face was slightly ironic. The tip of the dagger in his right hand had already cut Lin Xi's belly.

Lin Xi's left arm meets the dagger.

"When"! His arm was not cut off by the same sharp dagger, but a metal spark burst out.

At the same time, Lin Xi's feet finally stepped on the ground with great force. With this force, he pulled out his knife with all his strength. The black long knife eventually slipped out of Xue Wantao's five fingers, and his whole person stumbled back and turned out. The clothes on his belly were cracked, and a shallow wound on his skin flowed blood.

Xue Wantao didn't pursue immediately, but looked at Lin Xi's cracked cuffs and the bare metal arm guards inside. He sneered: "it's just the cultivation of the middle level soul master. How can I say goodbye?"

Lin Xi took a look at his abdominal wound, Xue Wantao's surly face and frowned deeply: "you don't want to catch me It's about killing me. "

Xue Wantao looked at Lin Xi and nodded: "you guessed it well. Although there are many practitioners better than me tonight, I'm afraid I'm the only one who dares to kill you."

Lin Xi frowned tighter and looked coldly at the young practitioner of the punishment department, saying, "then why dare you?"

"It's easier to say, because I'm a dead man, ready to die at any time, so I didn't dare to say it." Xue Wantao looked at Lin Xi contemptuously and said, "and this time I'm just chasing after the fugitive. Even if I kill him, I will certainly cause some people's anger, but I probably don't need to build this life for you."

Lin Xi said calmly, "whose death are you?"

Xue looked at Lin Xi and said, "you don't need to know that."

"To tell you the truth, I don't like being cut off or the job of a dead man. In my opinion, even if you are brave enough to die, no matter how good or bad you are, you only know that killing or being killed at the master's will is no different from a dog." Lin Xi looked at Xue Wantao and said earnestly.

Xue Wantao smiled and said, "kill you, and you will have nothing to like or dislike."

"Then I will try my best to kill you." Albert looked at Xue Wantao and said, "I will try to make you a real, dead taxi."

"My arm is numb because of one thing. I need to say so much nonsense on purpose to delay the recovery. Do you want to kill me?" Looking at Lin Xi, Xue Wantao seems to see Lin Xi's heart. After a cold smile, he doesn't say anything anymore. Without any flower skills, he steps out and stabs Lin Xi with a simple sword.

Lin Xi's body slightly squatted down.

Speed and strength were originally the most effective means for high-level practitioners to deal with low-level practitioners. However, in the face of Xue Wantao's straight stab, which only exerted his speed and strength to the extreme, he did not dodge, just crouched, and then suddenly made a force, but it was also a sword move, and made full efforts to stab Xue Wantao.

The long sword in his hand is much longer than Xue Wantao's short sword, so the cold blade is earlier than the short sword, approaching the flesh and blood of the other side.

However, Xue Wantao still has a hand, which is precise and powerful to the extreme.

His hand fell on the knife and held the blade again. Lin Xi's black long knife seemed to cut into a big mountain and was stuck.

Xue Wantao's sword didn't change its position, and it stabbed Lin Xi like lightning.

This sword originally stabbed Lin Xi's heart vein, because Lin Xi's crouching body was slightly upward, which pierced the top of Lin Xi's left chest, and pierced the shoulder blade behind Lin Xi, revealing a small section of sword tip.

Blood flew out of Lin Xi's body.

His face turned pale suddenly because of the pain. However, his left hand, like a heavy hammer, hit the back of his long knife with accumulated strength.

The emerald green sword body rubs against the bone, which makes the teeth sour. More blood is spilled out. However, Xue Wantao's eyes, which were full of ridicule, contract quietly. It seems that the dagger in his hand is not flesh and blood, but a thick leather, which makes him unable to turn the sword body for a while, causing more injuries to Lin Xi Mouth.

What surprised him even more was that Lin Xi at the moment could burst out such strength as if he had not been stabbed.

"Boom!"

He holds the five fingers of Lin Xi's blade and sends out a bright yellow light. There is a strong smell in his body, which shakes away on the blade and blocks Lin Xi's driving force.

Lin Xi's right hand holding the knife and the left hand pressing on the back of the knife also spilled blood.

His face grew paler and his body trembled uncontrollably. However, his hands did not leave the black long knife, but they were held tighter and pressed harder.

His hands even heard the sound of flesh and blood splitting, but under his continued exertion, the black blade fell an inch and cut into Xue Wantao's palm.

Blood flowed from Xue's palm along the blade, and Xue's hand quivered and shrunk unconsciously.

Lin Xi's silent again suddenly.

He clenched his teeth, blood dripping from the corners of his lips, and his feet plunged into the earth.

The black long knife slipped along Xue's palm, and the blade of it stabbed Xue's chest.

Xue Wantao looked at the tip of the knife that didn't enter his chest and the hot blood that came out, and there was an incredible look in his eyes.

In a moment of stagnation, he let out a howl like a wounded beast.

This cry is very similar to the howl of Mu Chenyun before he died. Mu Chenyun is unwilling to die in the hands of practitioners who are so different from himself, but he does not believe that Lin Xi can hurt himself.

With a loud bang, the air in front of his whole right leg gave out a huge shock, and his knee hit Lin Xi's * * mercilessly.

Lin Xi's left hand was loose from the blade and hung down. His arm blocked his knee bump.

"When!"

Even if Zhang Ping and Jiang Xiaoyi made the arm guards on his arm, the powerful force made the sound of bone fracture in his arm, and his whole body was knocked upside down and flew out.

The sword body of the emerald green dagger quickly exits from his body as he flies backward, bringing out a bright blood flow between the sword body and his flying backward body.

Xue Wantao looked at Lin Xi, who was flying backward, and looked down at his left hand.

Then he howled again, a howl of real pain and fear.

The black long knife is still tightly held in Lin Xi's hand, but his left five fingers have all fallen to the ground, leaving only half of his hand. The white bone stubble is seeping with blood, which looks terrible.

In the moment of flying backward, Lin Xi did only one thing, and with all his strength, turned the black long knife of his right hand.

The point of his knife had withdrawn from Xue's chest, but Xue's left hand was still on the blade.

So Xue Wantao's five fingers, like five tiny radishes, fell from his hands.

Lin Xi fell to the ground.

Even if he was doing balance exercise every day, he could not control his balance and fell to the ground.

His left shoulder was bloodshot, his left arm hung feebly, between the fingers and palms of his right hand holding the handle of the long knife, there was blood dripping out. However, he was still leaning on the ground with the knife, controlling the trembling of his whole body, and soon stood up.

Looking at his chest is also a wound, holding his left hand and breaking his palm, Xue Wantao, who is still unbelievable, has some proud sarcasm on his face.

"Low level practitioners can also kill high level practitioners I said, I'll try to kill you. "

Lin Xi gasped, raised the black long knife in his hand, and was ready to approach Xue Wantao, who was more injured than himself.

This is the best time to kill this practitioner, and the other side comes with the most real intention of killing. Naturally, he can't have any left hand.

Xue Wantao suddenly laughs madly, and laughs madly: "Lin Xi Even so, do you think you can kill me? Do you think I'm the only one in the mountain? Can you escape from such injuries? "

Although he didn't expect Lin Xi to have such a strong and tenacious will, and his chest near the heart was hurt more seriously than Lin Xi, his cultivation and perception were much higher than Lin Xi. In his sudden burst of crazy laughter, Lin Xi suddenly stopped, and then he heard some slight trampling on the ground.