Chapter 422: Iron Warrior 19

Xining hurriedly raised the vajra ring, but the knife cut off the vajra ring.

Suddenly the scene was boiling!

I know that this thing is a silver-like pewter gun head, and it is useless. Xining threw away the wasted Vajra Ring and fled!

In a flash, Miyamoto had already run in front of her, and he was still holding the knife in a very positive manner, and suddenly a strong exotic samurai style came to the surface, and it felt like he had crossed over.

Xining stopped, feeling unpleasant. And the audience cheered even stronger!

She looked down and obediently, the artificial skin of her arm was cut by a knife, and the artificial blood was oozing out of the broken place. The blood was not blue, but bright red, and more vivid than normal blood. Made of chicken blood?

The artificial skin is not the outer skin of the machine inside, and it is not connected to the brain, so it is useless to feel pain.

Thinking of Brother Kun's words beforehand, she rolled her eyes, and suddenly covered her arm with her hand, showing a painful expression on her face.

I didn't feel any pain just now, which proves that the knife is fast, but I found out that I was injured afterwards. It's also very much in line with the plot!

Miyamoto in front of him flickered again, and passed by her at a very fast speed...... Caused an exclamation.

When I looked down, my thigh was also cut...... Well, keep pretending to be pain, wow, what a fast knife!

Miyamoto is not covered, after shuttling back and forth a few times, she slashed her arm three times and her leg twice, and now her whole person looks "bloody" with her hands and feet, and the red "blood" dyes her clothes red, which is dazzling.

She also pretended to limp and wanted to escape, and she almost admired her acting skills. This is the charm of "salary", today is stronger than last night, yesterday was cut miserably, and the arm still hurts, today it doesn't hurt, just pretend.

It turns out that with the life of the master, comfort will be unlucky!

Miyamoto's knife slashed through his left arm, and the blue biochemical liquid flowed out at once, but it was mixed in the original "blood", making the color darker, and it was impossible to see what it was.

It's really painful now, Xining hurts so much that tears and snot come out, next time I simply set the skin feeling to remove, it's better if it doesn't hurt.

When Miyamoto "swished" back and forth three or four times, her legs and arms were cut several times, and the intense pain made her feel that something was wrong completely.

Yesterday's "crazy knife" was actually merciful, just slashing at her arm, otherwise such a long big knife, a five-meter-long big knife, can split her head with a single knife, why bother to greet her arm at once?

Miyamoto did this, probably because he wanted her to suffer more before she died.

At this time, I was facing the exit, and I saw small oil drums, and fat and thin men screaming and jumping at the exit, but their cries were muffled by the sound of the audience.

The scene caters to the effect of night, with only a cluster of lights sweeping back and forth. When you sweep over them, you can see that their faces are full of anxiety. But Miyamoto didn't see it, and it happened to be facing away. When Miyamoto flashed behind her and slashed her in the arm again, leaving her in pain, the light had already swept over and their faces could not be seen clearly. The way you dance, it feels like you're cheering.

I immediately understood that I didn't know what the problem was, but something must have gone wrong!

Watching Miyamoto turn around, a drop of red and blue mixed with a bewitching thick rose red slowly slid over the blade and dripped onto the ground. There was a condensation of killing intent in his eyes, this was not pretending, he really wanted to kill her.

Two minutes had passed, and even if her head was cut off, it wouldn't have been more than five minutes no matter how long she waited. The way to want her to die is to cut her head into two or four pieces like a melon, crackling and cutting it into two or four pieces, so that she will be sent to the crematorium.

There was another flash in front of them, and the audience exclaimed......

Broken in two, half of which slipped off the flat incision...... But not Xining's head, but the Vajra Circle.

The vajra ring is also metal anyway, and it is cut like this, just like cutting tofu, and the fracture is neat and shiny. Fortunately, the King Kong ring blocked it, if it was her head, wouldn't she hang up?

No matter what acting skills you have, run for your life!

Xining covered her head with her arms and ran away. Run back and run, the head must be kept first, and anything can be pressed again, but the head is the original goods. Even if you don't die, if you break the phase, you can only replace it with metal. You must know that the transformation of people with light brains and no shell is even more powerful in tax extraction!

"Huh~" The figure flashed, and when she came back to her senses, her left arm fell.

The blue biochemical fluid rushed out from the broken arm, Nima's, it hurts to death!

This speed is too fast, I saw the figure and the knife light skimming, and the other party couldn't see any movements clearly, this time it was dead!

Can't die, there are fifty seconds left in the clock, and it will be a draw if you get past it.

The severed arm can't be used, and as an ordinary model, it can be scrapped with a plate, and it's impossible to block such a sharp katana. She picked up a metal bar on the ground and used it as a stick. Again, the metal here is much harder than her arm, and this metal bar is thick enough, and her right arm is strong enough to move.

I don't run away anymore, and I can't run away from Miyamoto who is as fast as lightning anyway.

Miyamoto saw her pick up a one-meter-long thick metal stick and slowly raise the katana clenched in both hands. Behind the flat blade is a pair of dark owl eyes with deep eyeliner.

When the light came, he turned the knife, and the surface of the knife reflected the light to the other party, and the person also flashed over.

The light can shine so brightly that people's eyes can't be opened, and the moment Xining closes his eyes, his right arm swings like a madman with full strength.

Just as I heard the sound of "Bang~", the audience let out louder and louder screams, and Xining opened her eyes and saw that her iron rod happened to block Miyamoto's knife.

Miyamoto probably relied on the fact that he was a man, or that he didn't have much time left, and wanted to kill her as soon as possible, so he held the knife in both hands and pressed down with all his strength.

Mistakes were made! Such an opportunity cannot be lost, there are forty seconds left.

Even if the iron rod is thick, but the strength of the metal is not as strong as the knife, just one moment, the blade will sink into the iron rod for one point, and it will still sink in one minute, so that within seven seconds, the iron rod will be cut off, and then the sharp blade will fall on her!

Hiin lifted one foot and pointed at Miyamoto's middle position.

Hearing the sound of "Bang~", Miyamoto was stunned, the sound on the playing field was much quieter, and after being quiet for a second, he burst into laughter.

Miyamoto's body is all steel, of course, this is useless.

Xining hurriedly kicked a second time, this time aiming at the back of Miyamoto's knee, and the crook of the leg came out, whether it was flesh and steel or steel, it would not be able to withstand the force and bend the knee.

Miyamoto immediately ducked to the side, and Xining continued to kick and kick, aiming at this part.

Miyamoto was fast, so he naturally avoided it every time, and when he gave up holding the knife and continued to exert force, and a dodge dodged to a distance of four meters, he suddenly understood something, and his face was full of shame.

Why did he avoid it? With this model's body, even if he bent his knees, he could still kill her with a knife.

There are twenty seconds left, kill her as soon as possible, or when the time comes, you must stop!

Miyamoto lifted the knife with both hands and slowly stood up straight in an eerie downward posture......