Chapter 925

At the same time, blood splashed from tieliao's left shoulder.

If tie Liao hadn't dodged in time and cut the knife quickly, tie would have cut off half of his head.

So far, tieliao has suffered more than ten knife wounds, each around his key, which is the best result for him to dodge in time.

When Fang Yuan cut him more than ten times, he also cut more than thirty knives on this bastard.

Each knife can kill people, but it has no impact on the surrounding area. It just cuts his fitting clothes almost to pieces.

Tieliao now knows that the invincible life gate is likely to be in the heart of his feet like the north of Jiuyou King desert.

Just knowing doesn't mean you can do it. Just like you know that Latvian beauties are beautiful, you can only stare at the photos, swallow and spit, and comfort your brother. You can't get anything else.

What's more, the real Kung Fu between the two sides is between Bozhong and tieliao. If tieliao wants to stab the floor of Fangyuan's feet, he doesn't want to say anything, but it's almost the same.

Tie Liao was so fierce that he fought with an immortal enemy and was finally killed. That was his only ending.

Now he didn't want to ask Fang Yuan why he was crazy. He had to kill him.

His eyes were red with blood. From time to time, he made a low roar that would be issued by dying beasts. He used his whole body to chop every knife, hoping to play some role.

Tieliao is destined to be disappointed, just as he can't last long and is destined to be split into two by Fangyuan.

With a bang, tieliao fought hard again. When he cut around his neck, he was kicked under his left rib. He immediately flew back like a scarecrow.

He had to work hard to cut each knife to stop the circle. As a result, he consumed a lot of physical energy. One knife was not as good as another. Even his dodging speed slowed down obviously.

And with a radius that is not afraid of cutting, he takes advantage of the situation to press over step by step, tightly purses the corners of his mouth, looks numb and evil, and starts without mercy.

The iron Liao, who was kicked off, lay heavily on the ground in a big font.

His right hand still held Kunlun Mo Dao tightly, but he didn't get up again. He looked at the little sky covered by the treetops. In his eyes, the blood quickly subsided and was replaced by unwilling calm.

He doesn't want to fight anymore, because he knows that even if he is energetic now, the final result can only be slowly forced to death by Fangyuan.

He didn't want to ask any more questions, because he could see from his indifferent attitude that no matter what he said, he would not let go of his will to kill.

Tieliao was just a little confused and unwilling: according to the instructions of others, he came to Moscow all the way to be killed by the square?

If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, tieliao suspected that Fang Yuan was Mobei after he was with alandeva -- the devil, but it was changeable. At the beginning, he turned into a shadow of water and killed with them in the underground ancient city of the Northern Dynasty.

Perhaps the person who instructed tieliao to come here is Mobei.

Tieliao finally thought of this, but he didn't understand: if so, what's her assurance that Fang Yuan can kill it quickly?

Many questions, tieliao wants to know.

Walking slowly around, he won't give him any chance. He raised his knife in his eyes and chopped it down at him.

Tieliao didn't close his eyes and wait to die.

But he just didn't close his eyes. He either dodged or opened his eyes to see how his former comrades in arms split his head in half with one knife.

The light of the knife flashed like a glimpse of Jinghong. At a speed that tieliao couldn't use in his life, it came from the jingling sound when weapons collided in front of him.

Then, tieliao saw that Fang Yuan staggered back one after another, the stranger knife in his hand flew away, hit his back heavily against a tree, and looked up at a man.

This is a man whose whole body is wrapped in gray and white linen, with only a pair of eyes exposed. In his right hand, there is a stranger knife, the knife tip is stabbed on the ground, and there is a piece of black and red red silk on the knife handle, hunting and flying in the morning wind.

She stood there quietly, like an elf in the forest, flickering out of the mist. When she was about to split tieliao's head in half, a knife flew his knife.

There were already some weak areas that couldn't compete with her at all. At the moment when the two knives hit each other, they felt as if they had been electrified. They had to give up and stagger back.

I don't have to die anymore.

Seeing this man, tieliao, lying on his back on the ground, took a long breath and closed his eyes.

Fang Yuan didn't close his eyes. After looking at Kunlun for a long time, he said faintly, "good Sabre technique."

He didn't complain that Kunlun opened his knife in time, and didn't ask her why she came here suddenly, but he praised her good knife technique from the bottom of his heart - Kunlun suddenly shrunk when he looked at his eyes.

She recognized shengfen's anger.

This was the last thing she wanted to see. She looked down at the stranger knife in her hand and asked in a dumb voice, "you, why do you want to kill him?"

Fang Yuan shook his numb right hand and asked, "if I kill him again, you will stop me, won't you?"

Kunlun looked at tieliao with a sharp rise and fall in his chest and murmured, "yes, what do you say? No, you can't say it well. You have to kill him?"

"Don't want to say, can't say."

Fang Yuan's answer was very simple. He walked slowly to her and reached for the knife in her hand.

His knife has been deep into the tree trunk. Now he is tired to death. He doesn't want to get his own knife, so he comes to get Kunlun's knife.

His hand touched the back of her hand holding the handle of the knife.

Her body trembled violently, and the five fingers of her right hand clutching the handle of the knife tightened instinctively.

"Give me the knife."

Fang Yuan said faintly.

Kunlun bowed his head, didn't speak and didn't let go.

"Give it to me!"

I was so tired that I suddenly yelled.

Kunlun trembled again and quickly released his hand.

"Later, you will understand why I want to kill him."

For Kunlun's sake, Fang Yuan said one more word, and his tone was no longer so cold.

In the past, if a deer ran past and Fang Yuan said it was a horse, Kunlun would have its head bigger. Whoever dared to say it was a deer, she would use a knife to change her mouth.

The eight words of obedience and blind compliance can't describe how good Kunlun is in front of the surrounding area.

So Fang Yuan felt that he had put down his airs and said this sentence to Kunlun in a pleasant tone. Then she should nod and stand aside as before and watch him chop tieliao from that world to death.

Kunlun took an oblique step and stood in front of him.

Kunlun still lowered his head and didn't dare to look at his eyes, but he blocked his action to kill tieliao, but he was very firm.

"Get out of the way."

Fang Yuan frowned.

"Can you, can you not kill him?"

Kunlun said low, "if you don't, you will regret it."

"Get out of the way."

Fang Yuan repeated it again, and his tone became cold.

"You, you think carefully and decide again, okay?"

The tone of Kunlun's speech already had an obvious appeal,

"Get out of the way!"

Fang Yuan suddenly glared and drank.

Kunlun shivered for the third time and didn't dare to say anything, but he didn't move away. If he wanted to kill tieliao, he had to step on my body first.

Fang Yuan didn't talk any more. He raised his knife and put it on Kunlun's neck. He said angrily: "I count one, two, three. Don't blame my heart for being ruthless!"

Kunlun, with his head hanging slightly, didn't speak, even stopped breathing and didn't move away.

"One, two, three!"

After Fang Yuan read out three words very quickly, he pressed his hands down and pulled back.

As long as he pulls back, he can easily cut her neck with the sharpness of Kunlun Mo Dao.

Of course, she also knows how fast Kunlun's knife is. From the trembling reading sound around, she can hear how grumpy and angry he is now, and the killing intention that makes her more afraid.

She didn't hide.

If you can die in his hands, is the best ending?

When the idea floated in Kunlun's mind, his heart suddenly calmed down and had a strange desire.

Eager for happiness, eager to pull her hands back and cut her neck.

This desire made her dizzy, as if she were in the clouds. She was so relaxed and comfortable that she just wanted to lie on it and have a good sleep.

She fell asleep.

But I soon woke up.

When I opened my eyes, I saw her knife, which was tied to the ground. The red silk on the knife handle was flying with the wind.

The people around have disappeared.

His strange knife still stabbed in the tree over there and didn't take it away.

The early morning sun shines on the blade, and the cold flash makes people tremble uncontrollably, just like Fang Yuan's attitude towards her.

"He's gone."

Just as Kunlun was staring at the stranger knife in a daze, tie Liao said, "he won't kill you."

Kunlun looked down at him slowly and asked softly, "then why did he kill you?"

Tieliao sat up and shook his head: "I don't know. He didn't give me a chance to ask anything. He went crazy and tried his best --"

"I don't like it. Say that to him."

Kunlun's voice was as cold as steel: "if he wants to kill you, he has a reason to kill you."

"Do you believe it?"

"I, of course, believe."

"Then why did you save me?"

"I -- I don't know. But I can save you and I can kill you. "

"They say you are his shadow. The reason why you exist is to kill for him."

Tie Liao narrowed his eyes slightly, stretched out his hand to hold the tree, staggered to his feet and said faintly, "if you want to kill me, you'd better do it now. If you don't want to, don't delay me from leaving. "

Tieliao finished, stopped looking at Kunlun, coughed a few times, turned slowly and walked to the sheep intestines path over the small stone house.

He didn't have to look back, but he could feel Kunlun's eyes falling on his back neck when he turned around.

Rumor has it that the blade rises and the head falls.

Tieliao even has a clear illusion: at the next moment, his head will fly up, turn around and look at the world for the last time and see all the beauty.

His head didn't fly.

People with flying heads will not go to the bumpy road outside and look back at the past with complex eyes.

Through the gap between trees, tieliao can see that Kunlun is still standing in place, motionless, like a statue that has existed for 10000 years and integrated with the whole forest.

Kunlun doesn't worry about an accident in tieliao.

As long as Fang Yuan doesn't kill him, others won't kill him.

Facts have proved that Kunlun did not misjudge. Now it is tieliao at the end of a powerful crossbow. He walked safely to the main road, slightly distinguished the direction, and walked east along the roadside.

That's the direction of Moscow city. It's more than 30 kilometers away from here. If tieliao walks there, he will almost bleed to death.