No matter how tragic the battle is, in the end, the winner will be decided, and the final will be calm.

The eight dead soldiers died tragically one after another, and in the end, only the high-crowned middle-aged man was left with a flying knife, but in the eyes of Di Lu, the flying knife was already like a dead man.

Sometimes the spiritual death is more terrible than the physical death, and the death is more complete.

For there are people whose bodies are dead, but whose spirits still shine with eternal brilliance in the world, but there are people who are still alive and as miserable and pitiful as the walking dead.

The Earth Devil walked towards the throwing knife that had fallen to the ground and lost its soul, and said vicious words to the throwing knife with a fierce look.

He was confident that even if he was seriously injured now - he might not have long to live, he would still be able to easily kill the middle-aged man with a high crown.

He wants to let the Eight Dead die to the death, and he wants to make himself, the only survivor of the Yinshan Shuangsha, the ultimate victor.

Watching an opponent or enemy die under his own hands first can be regarded as a kind of happiness for a Jianghu person.

Tu Jiaojiao was a little nervous at this time.

She knew very well that after the local Lu killed the middle-aged man with a high crown, the next target was Dugulang and herself.

Although Dugulang has been resting for a long time, under the protection of the aroma of detoxification, it is estimated that the poisonous gas has not penetrated further into the viscera, and it should be far from being the opponent of the dire.

However, at this time, the middle-aged man with a high crown miraculously stood up.

He met the fierce gaze of the earth, his eyes were sharp and determined, full of coldness and confidence.

"You're wrong!" said the middle-aged man Gao Guan, "I'm not a coward, I stayed here to kill you." “

"Hahaha! Don't lie to yourself anymore, you can still kill people now? ...... You're probably the only one you can kill!" Ground Ray laughed wildly, but even he could hear how much his laughter trembled!

In fact, the moment the middle-aged man stood up, Di Lu's heart was contracting violently, which made his wound bleed faster, even if his corpse demon skills had been practiced to the realm of supernatural power, he still couldn't quickly repair his injured heart.

His aggressive posture just now was originally pretended, just to make his opponent feel fearful.

When his opponent is tough, all his disguised toughness and hypocritical armor will be easily shattered by the opponent, and all he has left is trembling and fear.

The moment the flying knife penetrated the throat of the earth, the middle-aged man with a high crown had already proved with facts: the person he could kill at this moment was definitely not himself.

"Good knife technique!" Dugu Lang exclaimed, "I heard that twenty years ago, Qingcheng sent a young master of secret weapons, who became famous all over the world because of his good use of three flying knives, and the people in the rivers and lakes called him 'Shen Sandao', but no one remembered his real name, but then this young man suddenly turned his back on the master and disappeared into the rivers and lakes for some reason, and turned out to be a killer." “

In the eyes of his master, Shen Sandao and leaving the master without saying goodbye is an act of betrayal, but Shen Sandao doesn't think so, the so-called people have their own aspirations, he doesn't want to be bound by any sect rules at all, or even the constraints of law and secular conditions.

To make matters worse: he was greedy for money and murderous, so being a killer was simply the best option for him.

"It's worthy of Dugu Lang," Shen Sandao looked at Dugu Lang calmly, "Your knowledge is really as high as your swordsmanship, but your opinion is not correct, I didn't betray my master, it's just that those old stubborns don't know how to enjoy life." ”

"Enjoy life?" is it true that for you, only killing people is called enjoying life?" Dugulang asked with a faint smile.

"It's very enjoyable to kill and be killed, but in the past twenty years, I haven't died once," Shen Sandao's eyes were not only proud and satisfied, but also mixed with a trace of regret.

"You are only killed once, and you only have one life, and when you kill too many people, the distorted satisfaction will be reduced, and you will even desire to be killed, which may be your sorrow," Dugu Lang sighed lightly.

Many killers are not willing to kill, most of them are forced by the pressure of life, or coercion and temptation, or have been bought by the killer organization since childhood and went astray, but Shen Sandao is an exception, he is a killer purely out of a distorted love, he likes to see others die under his flying knife The struggle and wailing of fear and despair.

"Although there is some truth in what you said, I have never been tired of killing people, especially killing masters like you," Shen Sandao's hand has already appeared three flying knives, his flying knives seem to be conjured out of thin air, and his palm seems to have the magic power to control people's life and death.

"Do you think you can kill me?" Dugu Lang's voice was still very flat, even in such a desperate situation, he still maintained an optimistic mood in the face of a demon king who killed people without blinking.

"Since you've heard of me, you shouldn't question my abilities," Shen Sandao's flying knives spun rapidly in his palm, and the three flying knives rose upwards in turn, as if they were living creatures in his hands.

"Of course I don't mean to question Your Excellency's ability," Dugu Lang shook his head and said, "Your Excellency's flying knife is said to be able to keep pace with the hidden weapons of the Tang Sect, and it already has the charm of Xiao Li's flying knife, the most famous in the martial arts back then, and Your Excellency is resourceful and often shows weakness to your opponents. “

"What good is it for you to kill us?" Tu Jiaojiao asked Shen Sandao loudly, "Is it just for the sake of fame in the world?" But it is never a good thing for a killer to be too famous!"

"Of course he doesn't want to be famous," Dugu Lang said on the side, "Shen Sandao doesn't care about false fame at all, what he cares about is the actual benefits."

"Then what practical benefits can he get from killing you?" Tu Jiaojiao asked, "Could it be that he was sent by the Heaven and Earth Divine Marquis?"

"Maybe his employer is more powerful than the Heaven and Earth Divine Marquis, because today's martial arts are no longer the world of the Divine Marquis," Dugu Lang said.

"Yes, my employer is Her Majesty the Empress," Shen Sandao said unabashedly, "Anyway, you are already dead today, and you should always let you know whose hands you really died in, so that your death will be blind." ”。

The flying knife in Shen Sandao's palm spun faster and faster, and when the speed reached the limit and only three clusters of dazzling silver rays could be seen, his flying knife suddenly disappeared.

In order to deal with Dugu Lang, he has already urged his flying knife to the extreme, and his flying knife has reached the realm of indestructibility!