Thousand Blades of Death

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Real battles are often not easy to determine who wins and who loses, because in a moment, the situation is likely to reverse dramatically.

In other words, before the end of the battle, all unexpected things actually happened in advance.

It wasn't twilight yet, but the sun had a smell of going down the mountain. The golden afterglow covered the stone forest with ruins, and the figures were shaking slightly.

"How are you?"

Sun Shangxiang's concern rang in his ears, but it became increasingly unheard of, and his consciousness was blurred again.

A day ago, the old man at the medical hall said that he could not be allowed to fight again, which meant he could not be injured anymore. With proper talent, the man's palm was slapped on the back, and in the usual way, Liu Bei coughed a few mouthfuls of blood to adjust his energy.

However, if this palm becomes an opportunity to cause old injuries, everything will be as unstoppable as the ship is rising, and a small flaw is the source of all chain reactions.

"Take me another trick!"

The man discarded the butcher's knife and changed it to melee. Because, he is better at defending with butcher's knife than attacking.

In a trance, he just jumped in front of Liu Bei, which was twice as fast as before. Originally, Liu Bei relied on the pupil power passed down from generation to generation of the Zhongshan royal family, and was able to capture the trace of the other party. At this time, only some afterimages could be seen.

The man jumped from side to side while marching, it was almost erratic.

Sun Shangxiang rolled forward and blocked in front of Liu Bei. He shot out a heavy crossbow, but the opponent kicked into the void, bouncing to the other direction, and easily escaped.

"What evil spell is this?" Sun Shangxiang couldn't help but feel a little afraid.

Looking at Liu Bei again, he was half kneeling, supporting his body with both hands, breathing heavily, sweat dripping desperately on his forehead. Due to the vitality riots in the body, it was impossible to repair the injuries.

"how come?"

Liu Bei tried to forcibly suppress the vitality that ran around in the meridians, but to no avail, the strength of the counterattack increased a lot more than the previous few days.

Sun Shangxiang turned his head and scolded Liu Bei:

"What are you doing, it's just a slap and it's not okay, don't hurry up and join the battle, I can't deal with him alone."

"Cough, of course, you will wait for me for a while, to solve this little bite, little meaning."

During the speech, Liu Bei stood up slowly, his weak body crumbling. Seeing Liu Bei's pale face, Sun Shangxiang was shocked, and it seemed that the seriousness of the situation was beyond her expectation.

"You are still resting, he and I will deal with it."

Sun Shangxiang said this, she thought that Liu Bei's injury was not fully healed.

"You don't look down on people anymore, minor injuries will not hurt, so I can support ten of them."

Liu Bei couldn't swallow this breath, but didn't fall down. Although his consciousness was close to nothingness, even Sun Shangxiang could not hear clearly.

Sun Shangxiang wanted to refute, but behind him came a sharp cry:

"What time is it, you still care about Qingqing and me!"

The disregarded man was on fire, and the power of a blood race surged up, curling between his fingers, making it like an eagle claw.

In Sun Shangxiang's eyes, the man's body is constantly magnified, and he was hit by a heavy crossbow at such a short distance, which should be a big loss. But if there is no shot, Sun Shangxiang's end will be extremely miserable, torn apart by these hands.

The opponent is an assassin who is well versed in evasion and is good at killing people like Sun Shangxiang who use bows and arrows.

Sun Shangxiang's hands are tight, and she is also considering how to deal with monster-like opponents. The horror encountered in Xiangyang City still haunts her heart, affecting her judgment.

In the eyes of the man, Sun Shangxiang's delay in pulling the trigger was just a manifestation of being overwhelmed and unable to act. He couldn't help but feel a little proud of it. In fact, he was directly shot by Sun Shangxiang in an ultra short distance, and he also had a way to avoid it. This is his decisive chip.

The man's figure turned into a black lightning bolt, like a sharp arrow, shot at Sun Shangxiang. Both sides of the other party couldn't help but pull the trigger, and his face showed an uncontrollable smile.

At this decisive moment, two purple and blue swords lay in front of the man.

"this is!!!"

The man spontaneously jumped out. From beginning to end, he obeyed instinctively and didn't dare to touch its sword.

"Who is this person?" Sun Shangxiang slowly released the finger to pull the trigger. In front of her, a figure fell in the air, holding a male and female double-stranded sword, black clothes all over the body, and the aura was powerful and abnormal.

"You don't want to hurt my nephew again."

Said the man.

His voice poured into Liu Bei's nerve like an electric current, and he was right. The person in front of him was Liu Bei's uncle, Liu Siquan.

In the first battle of Caotou Village, Liu Siquan joined forces with the rest of his real name level, and wanted to besiege Liu Bei, the traitor's son. Fortunately, Ma Yuan arrived and used the great sword of the river to kill them badly.

Later, the Zhongshan **** who escaped from Caotou Village rescued Liu Siquan and others who could not move, intending to hide and recover from injury.

"It turned out to be the remnants of the Zhongshan royal family!"

The power of the blood race has been covered with a thin layer of armor. The men's fighting intentions have never been higher, and they are eager to try against Liu Siquan, who suddenly appears.

"Hime nephew, I finally found you. I have to tell you something, and please listen to me."

To Liu Bei, Liu Siquan's voice was a little guilty, which made Liu Bei a little moved.

But the blood of his parents was enmity, and Liu Bei's heart was agitated. If he was not exhausted, he would give priority to killing this hateful Liu Siquan regardless of that blood.

"Enough, ignore me!"

The man's words were full of impatience, his legs slightly curved, and he shot in the direction of Liu Siquan.

Before the person arrived, a strong wind hit the person's face first.

"Arrogance!"

Liu Siquan was very angry, and the outbreak of the male and female double-stranded swords made the man's fear terrible. In his hands and Liu Bei's hands, it was completely different. The man had a bad hunch and turned around and wanted to leave.

"Where to go!"

Liu Siquan waved his right hand lightly, two or three light blades blocked the man's retreat. Another blow, very fast, directly cut through the man's chest, the power of the blood clan evaporated directly under the light of purple and blue, and there was no time to recover from the injury.

"No," the man screamed. The rest of the words could not be spoken. Two or three more knife wounds were added to his body.

Unexpectedly, Liu Siquan's swordsmanship was so superb that men could not avoid its sharp edge. The male-female double-stranded sword is like a reborn, and the power has increased by a grade, which makes him terrified.

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