Mysterious city

Even though Jiang Zhe was covered in rain and looked as miserable as a clay figure, how could he care so much now.

To use a famous saying by Liu Bang in The Legend of Chu-Han, it’s my damn life, what kind of face do I want!

Although the demonic energy in "Magic Mountain" is still increasing, it is obvious that its body has not yet returned to its best condition.

When it used its huge body to jump high into the air and wanted to hit Jiang Zhe hard, the angle and position of its take-off were affected by the injuries on its legs and the huge damage caused to it by the "Thunder Kirin". There have been some deviations.

In addition, Jiang Zhe rolled to the side for a short distance. Although it was very short, maybe only a few steps away, the combination of these two factors still allowed Jiang Zhe to escape the pressure of the "Magic Mountain".

Even after escaping again, Jiang Zhe still felt as if his heart was beating rapidly as if he had taken too many drugs. That restless heart seemed to be breaking his heart at any time. The chest leaps out.

If the blow just now had been strong, Jiang Zhe would not have the slightest doubt that he would turn into a lump of meat paste that was not human-shaped.

Of course, he understood that he was not free from the crisis yet. The "Magic Mountain" on the side saw that it could not succeed in one attack. It was obvious that he would not take the next attack lightly again. It was far from the time to relax.

While "Magic Mountain" was adjusting his condition, Jiang Zhe took a few sharp breaths and glanced at his trembling right hand.

At this moment, the blade of the "Muramasa" in his hand has already been crushed to pieces by the "Magic Mountain", leaving only a bare handle connected to the poor blade that is less than the length of the forearm. .

The destructive power of a tachi without its tip will be greatly reduced, at least the power of slashing will be greatly reduced, and it will be no different from a sharper and tougher stick.

Moreover, it was difficult for "Muramasa" to maintain even this small part of his body shape at this moment. It was like some vague and uncertain projection that kept flickering and seemed to be likely to disappear out of thin air at any time.

Jiang Zhe tried to use the spiritual power in his body again, and found that it was impossible for him to use his spiritual power to re-materialize, no, to repair "Muramasa", let alone launch another energy-consuming attack. The elements attacked.

His biggest mistake was overestimating the power of his elemental attacks and underestimating the "Magic Mountain's" body's defense against "magic attacks."

But of course Jiang Zhe would not give up resistance completely because of regret like a fragile little girl. Then he moved his body again and found that his physical condition was equally bad.

With his spiritual power almost completely exhausted, his body almost paralyzed, and even his weapons on the verge of breaking, Jiang Zhe has obviously been forced into a desperate situation. It is impossible to face the "magic mountain" of hard steel.

However, human potential is immeasurable, especially when faced with the threat of death.

Soon a crazy and bold strategic plan appeared in Jiang Zhe's mind, although in the eyes of anyone, there would be almost no difference between his strategy and seeking death.

"This is the only gamble I can take. I will never die like this in the hands of this ugly monster!"

Jiang Zhe thought to himself, spitting out a mouthful of blood and brushing the blood and rain off his face.

If Lin Zihan or anyone else who thought they knew Jiang Zhe very well saw him looking like this at this moment, they would definitely be surprised to the point of disbelief.

At this moment, Jiang Zhe doesn't look like a loser at all. Although he has an ordinary appearance and can't be called a gentle and gentle "gentleman", he can still be regarded as gentle in appearance.

But at this moment, Jiang Zhe's eyes were sharp, and even his always listless facial features were severely twisted together, looking like an evil ghost who had just climbed out of the edge of hell.

However, Jiang Zhe would not let "Magic Mountain" see his fierce appearance, because the best knife should always be hidden in the scabbard.

Once it is unsheathed, the threat level will be greatly reduced. If the opponent is on guard, it will be difficult to hit the enemy's vital points no matter how sharp and swift the sword technique is.

Although Jiang Zhe didn't know whether the "Magic Mountain" with a low IQ could have such a brain, no matter how low the monster's brain capacity was, they were still beasts that focused all their evolutionary attribute points on combat.

Fighting instinct is the natural strength of beasts, not to mention that after suffering such a big loss, how could Jiang Zhe take it lightly again?

So even if Jiang Zhe tried his best at this moment, he could still get up and fight the "Magic Mountain", but he was still half-kneeling on the ground, panting violently, pretending to be miserable as he had run out of energy and fuel.

In fact, Jiang Zhe now has the sharpest sword.

He must wait until he has the opportunity to seal the "Magic Mountain"'s throat with a single sword before he pulls it out!

And Jiang Zhe's acting skills are also superb. When the "Magic Mountain" saw his half-dead appearance, it was originally eager to adjust its state and deliver a fatal blow to Jiang Zhe. It immediately became much calmer than before.

"You are weak, little man. You are useless!"

"I have the strongest muscles!"

A beast is a beast, no matter how strong the fighting instinct is, it is nothing more than a brainless animal.

After confirming that he had an overwhelming advantage, "Magic Mountain" immediately became arrogant again, and at the same time became a lot more relaxed.

But the intermittent and illogical words just now were the last human language it uttered in its life.

After saying those confusing words, "Magic Mountain" had completely transformed into a beast. Apart from making a hoarse and low roar like an animal, he could no longer speak a single word.

At this moment, it has been completely demonized, and may have reached the "ghost" level!

Even though this was extremely unfortunate bad news for Jiang Zhe, at this moment Jiang Zhe didn't take this "catastrophe" to heart at all.

Jiang Zhe understood that fear and worry would only drag him down at this moment.

If you want to survive this battle, you must get rid of any distracting thoughts and make that fatal knife at the critical moment!

Life is also a knife, death is also a knife!

Although Jiang Zhe no longer has a knife, he himself is the sharpest and toughest knife!

"Those who are willing to sacrifice their lives for their noble beliefs will surely be favored by God."

Jiang Zhe brushed the broken blade of "Muramasa" with his hand, closed his eyes tightly, and prayed silently in his heart.