"Jingle Bell Bell Bell ......"

In the wind, there was a crisp ringing of bells.

In the smoke and dust, bright sparks flickered, and then faded. And the moment the sparks flickered, two figures appeared.

Cai Wei's face showed joy, and she rushed into the smoke and dust with her sword.

While!

Rumble!

A circle of shockwaves rippled, and the smoke and dust that had been scattered suddenly became thicker.

The cracks in the earth spread, and several soldiers around them took two steps back, and the cracks spread like poisonous snakes to their feet.

Jingle Bell!

The sound of striking iron kept sounding, and in the midst of the intertwining of black shadows, one of the shadows suddenly flew out.

It's Cai Wei!

She slammed the ground and rolled twice, only then did she roll over and stand up. Blood oozed from the corners of her mouth, Xiaobao let out a wail, Cai Wei no longer rushed in recklessly, covering her stuffy abdomen, her eyes looked at the tumbling dust and smoke without blinking, and the armor on her chest had a sharp knife mark.

She flew out not because of the knife, but because when the knife was about to kill her, the ghost cried and sent her out.

The dust became lighter and lighter, and the two figures became clearer and clearer.

Devil Cry and a black shadow with his hands turned into knives fought, and they staggered from time to time, and the three knives rubbed into a blinding fire.

With each impact, the black Shadow's face shattered. The demon in his body will be reduced by one.

It seems that Devil May Cry has the upper hand. As long as the fight continues like this, the final victory will be the devil's cry after all. But in reality, this is not the case.

Oni Cry could feel it, his knife wailing, and it seemed to be in pain.

Devil Cry now wants to fight quickly and use his supernatural powers to directly wipe it out, but the shadow in front of him is too special.

Every time it collides, there is only one demon in the Devil's Crying Knife, and naturally only one demon can be wiped out. And this demon shadow in front of him is composed of countless demons.

The two of them are like two peerless swordsmen, and every time they come out with a knife, they have already thought about the ten knives behind. And each move has to be changed ten times. True or false, fast or slow.

This is not only a game of knife skills, but also a psychological game.

At this moment, the two of them listened not to whose knife was faster, more ruthless, and sharper, but who could hold on the most.

Whoever makes the first mistake will be defeated.

Click!

The long knife of the Devil Cry draped over the Shadow's right hand, and a gap immediately appeared in the right hand, and one of the Shadow's faces shattered.

When the two knives separated, the broken gap was immediately filled with black, and it returned to its original sharpness and smoothness.

However, on the long knife in Devil Cry's hand, a tiny crack quietly appeared at the blade. The crack is so small that it's not as thick as a hair, it's not as long as an eyelash.

But Ghost Cry knew that the long knife in his hand was about to run out. This is the first time he has encountered such a situation.

With every collision, the spirit of the long knife will be reduced by one point, and with each collision, the long knife will be fragile by one point. This guy in front of him is the nemesis of all weapons, relying on the self-detonation of demons to exert unparalleled power, and can easily destroy the opponent's weapons.

"Hell... Cry, run away... Bar, you... No... It's me... We... Target... Rival. The voice of the demon shadow appeared intermittently, and the sharp-eyed ghost cry recognized Luo Yuan who was struggling among the countless faces for the first time.

"Luo Yuan, is that you?"

The Shadow rushed forward and stabbed Devil Cry in the chest with his left hand. Ghost Cry flashed sideways, then swung his right hand knife with the back of the knife, followed by a lightning knife that wiped the Shadow's waist, but unfortunately, the Shadow jumped behind him.

"Why did you become like this?" Ghost Cry gasped twice, lowered his head and glanced at the second crack in the blade's body, his expression gloomy.

"Quick... Escape ......" Luo Yuan's struggling face loomed: "You... One... Individual... It doesn't count... Number... All evils... Magic ......"

Devil Cry is indeed very strong, in a solo battle, he is so engrossed that it is almost impossible to make mistakes, and he grasps the timing of every attack just right. He was waiting now, waiting for the shadow in front of him to make a mistake.

However, the shadow he faced was not just one person, but tens of thousands of demons. A single demon is not strong, not even as strong as half a weak heart demon, but tens of thousands of them add up, and they are terrifyingly strong.

Especially when fighting, the moment they fight, tens of thousands of demons think at the same time, making it completely impossible for them to make mistakes.

"It's trouble!" the ghost cried and muttered to himself, no matter how strong his calculation ability is, he can't compare to tens of thousands of demons thinking at the same time. Coupled with the fact that he was already at a disadvantage and the long knife was in jeopardy, it was almost impossible to win in this situation.

The Shadow pounced again, Devil Cry lowered his head and flashed a knife, and threw himself forward, one rolled behind the Shadow and slashed at the Shadow's legs, but it was still blocked by the Shadow's right hand knife.

Click!

A third crack appears.

The ghost cried back, the shadow turned around, and after another brief confrontation, they engaged again. With scruples, it became more and more obvious that the ghost cry fell to the downside.

Cai Wei rushed forward to help, but was easily repelled by the Demon Shadow, and before the others could get close, the Demon Shadow just roared, and several people bled to death, and the rest also collapsed to the ground and fainted.

"You go first, and I'll come later. The ghost cried and said to the rest of the Shu army.

Behind him, the pursuers came up again. Liu Dalong kept a calm face and let the Shu army pass through the sides of the Devil Cry and the Demon Shadow.

The Demon Shadow had no intention of stopping them, and Luo Yuan struggled to speak, "I... We are... Rush... You... Come... of, quick... Run, no... To be again... Tube... They... Go, the horse goes... Sickness... Do... Out of this... Some, only... Be... In order to... Use... Shu Army... Sleepy... Live... You, then... Kill... You ......"

Brush brush, three knives slashed in front of Ghost Cry, Ghost Cry was very calm, carefully identified the trajectory of the three knives, and then avoided them one by one.

However, the fourth knife, there was no way to avoid it, the ghost cried and laughed, and met it with his chest.

Click!

The armor on his chest shattered, and the great pain made Oni Cry's eyes darken, and he almost fainted.

His face was distorted, his gums were bleeding, his white teeth were red, and his right foot stomped heavily and landed on the ground, followed by a slash that fell.

Click!

The Shadow's neck was split in half.

However, before Devil Cry could draw the knife, the Demon Shadow struck Devil Cry in the abdomen with a single sword. The armor that used to be invulnerable, but now it can't stop the hand knife of the demon shadow at all.

Oni cries out a mouthful of blood, staggers back three steps, and then half-knees on the ground. In my ears, it was Cai Wei's screams and everyone's exclamations, but in the buzzing voice in the ghost crying brain, everything seemed so far away.

"No... Use... Unless... You... At... I'm out... Present... Time... Just right... Hit... Middle... Finish... I, or else... Not... Law... Envoy... We... Forfeit... Action ......" Luo Yuan blurted out the weakness of the Demon Shadow, he knew that Ghost Cry was strong, but he didn't believe that Ghost Cry could grasp the weakness of Demon Shadow: "Quick... Escape ......"

The Demon Shadow strode forward, and after Ghost Cry gritted his teeth and gave himself a knife, he met him again.

He stared at the face of the demon shadow and found Luo Yuan from the ever-changing face.

"One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, Luo Yuan, one, two, three, four, five, six, seven, Luo Yuan...... One, two, three, four, five, six, seven......"

flashed two knives, and took the initiative to raise his chest to meet the right-handed knife stabbed by the Demon Shadow. The blade penetrated his chest, and the ghost cried and vomited bloody arrows that blinded the demon shadow's eyes, and the corners of his mouth curled: "Luo Yuan, I'm sorry!"

A stab out of the ......

Shout!!!

"No ......"

"Big Brother Ghost !!"

Click!