Allen frowned, left Su Zuo, who was gasping and panting, and stood up.
"who is it?"
He had never remembered that there was such a person with green eyes among the police officers. Those eyes in the wind and snow reminded him of that snowy night twenty-seven years ago, when he was just a lieutenant.
, and his three subordinates were surrounded by a pack of more than twenty winter wolves...
However, this time, there was only one pair of eyes that emitted green light, and the pressure on him was as much as that of the twenty winter wolves.
Faced with Allen's question, the other party did not answer, but stretched his hands to his neck.
Squinting his eyes and gradually seeing the opponent's size clearly, Allen couldn't help but smack his mouth. He realized that it seemed that due to the serious injury, he was a little too fussy now. Judging from the outline, it was nothing more than a fuss.
It's a woman...
No, to be precise, it was just a girl.
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Snowflakes brushed against her cheeks, and the ice wind turned into breath. The girl grabbed the scarf around her neck and pulled it off with a little force.
The scarf in the hand was flying messily, and then as the girl loosened her slender fingertips, she completely lost her support, was wrapped in the wind and snow, and disappeared into the snowy night.
A head of gray hair was dancing in the wind and snow. He squinted at Allen and stretched his left hand to his back——
He pulled out the dagger.
"Hey--"
The matte blade cut through the air and was cut open from the skirt of the clothes. The shabby gray robes were fluttering and were also carried away by the blizzard.
With only a thin cotton shirt left on her body, the gray-haired girl raised her head and looked at Allen.
"You...immortal species!!!" Seeing the girl taking off all her disguise, stretching her figure, sweeping the snow with her furry tail, the Corpse Smasher Demon buzzed in his ears, and heat rushed to his neck.
, there seemed to be some switch in his head that was suddenly turned on, "All immortal species——"
"——You all deserve to die!" Leaving Su Zuo at his feet, the corpse-crushing demon stepped on the foot-deep snow and rushed towards Langxue.
His lake-green eyes glanced coldly at the corpse-shattering demon's legs that were struggling with the snow: "How stupid."
The gray figure jumped up. Although there was not the best full moon to dance with at this time, the warriors of Galilee did not dislike the slightly sad singing of the blizzard.
The roar that sweeps across the heaven and earth is the sound of nature most suitable for death.
The footsteps stepped on the wall, leaping and accelerating. The corpse-crushing demon had only "ran" for less than two steps. Lang Xue had already crossed a distance of more than thirty meters in an instant, and was close to the corpse-crushing demon in an instant, swinging at him.
He picked up the short blade in his hand.
The dull blade turned into a dark invitation to death, flashing past the corpse-shattering demon's neck.
"Did you miss it..." Lang Xue felt something cut on his hand, but the feeling was definitely not flesh and blood.
Head and feet, upside down, spinning, passing by the corpse-shattering demon, Langxue pushed his left hand on the snow, turned over and landed on the briefly exploded snow, plowing out two long snow tracks, just like
He stood in front of Su Zuo well.
"You bitch...!" The cut robe collar rolled up in the air, and Allen roared and turned around.
However, with his mouth open, the corpse-shattering demon saw the green eyes staring at him very close at hand, and was speechless in surprise.
Langxue didn't stop to see Su Zuo's condition. As soon as she landed on the ground, she rushed towards the corpse-shattering demon.
After unexpectedly grabbing Allen's arms, Lang Xue held the handle of the dagger in his right hand from bottom to top——
"Poof!" As the iron handle hit his jaw hard, a bit of his tongue flew away in the wind and snow.
Allen vomited blood, and there was a huge gash in his jaw. From the wound, the outline of the jawbone was faintly visible.
Lang Xue jumped back, and a blood lotus bloomed on his left shoulder that was cut open by Allen's backhand sword.
"Hoo!" Spewing out a large mouthful of blood mist, the corpse-crushing demon roared and launched an attack on Lang Xue.
Lang Xue did not hesitate and used attack to attack. The long sword in Allen's hand slashed at her one after another, one sword after another, slashing hard on the black dagger, but it could not actually hurt the edge of the blade.
wolf snow.
The blade of the sword was constantly stained with new blood stains, and the instantly frozen blood stains were shaken into ice slag in the blink of an eye, melting into the wind and snow.
Lang Xue shuttled between the sword blades, and her body was continuously cut with blood marks, but her brows did not wrinkle. If it was a pure competition of strength and toughness, she had never been afraid, but compared to the constant additions to her own body
The new injuries, the accumulated injuries on the corpse demon were much more serious, and time was on her side.
Blood seeped out from the corners of the corpse-shattering demon's mouth, and then froze on his skin. The long sword in his hand turned into a storm, cutting the air, peeling away the snow, and cutting off hair, but it could not take away Lang Xue's life.
Hot blood was swaying in the air, and murderous intent steamed the air. The corpse-shattering demon's body was hot under the freezing air, and white air was constantly coming out, and the breath he gasped out became like a bellows.
Although it seemed like he was doing useless work, Allen's red eyes were staring at something behind Lang Xue without blinking.
He lost his tongue and could not speak, but even if he just looked at Allen's twisted eyes and expression, he could still feel the cruelty and bloodthirst suppressed in his body.
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He took another step back.
Lang Xue sighed in his heart, is that the end of it...
Time is on one's side, but space is in the opponent's hands. I had previously drawn a bottom line in my heart, and now there is no way back.
Without looking back, Lang Xue could smell the smell of Su Zuo's blood filling the air.
"Ah... I was wrong. From the beginning, even time was not with me..."
Without hesitation or looking, he inserted the dagger back into the sheath behind his back, and Lang Xue jumped back suddenly.
From back to front, in Lang Xue's field of vision, Su Zuo's doll-like body with broken limbs gradually appeared in her sight. With this leap, she jumped four or five meters away from Su Zuo.
It fell more than one meter behind Su Zuo.
"Are you giving up the defense?" Allen's eyes flashed with bloodthirsty excitement and cruel expectations. As a veteran, he never knew what mercy was.
"Are you going to hug her? Or are you going to carry her? But this has nothing to do with me. I just need to kill you the moment you bend over!"
Allen opened his mouth and saw that just as he expected, the gray-haired girl bent down.
The corpse-shattering demon waved his long sword and rushed towards Lang Xue. The target pointed at the end of his sword was not Lang Xue, but Su Zuo on the ground.
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Langxue jumped up.
Facing Allen who rushed towards Su Zuo, like a real giant wolf, Langxue silently jumped up in the wind and snow, drew out the dagger from behind and rushed forward.
The dagger without a gauntlet went in without its handle and penetrated deeply into the left chest of the corpse-shattering demon.
The long sword came out from Lang Xue's abdomen, and the blood dropped from the tip of the sword froze into ice crystals in the air.
The dagger was stuck in the ribs, and she hugged the corpse-crushing demon's right hand in the air. Lang Xue used the huge inertia of passing by -
The bodies of the two spun half a circle in the air - using centrifugal force, Lang Xue threw the corpse-shattering demon's body hard against the wall.
"Boom!" The corpse-shattering demon's huge body hit the wall hard, and a human-shaped snow wave exploded with him as the center, and even the wall trembled!
Under the severe pain, the corpse-crushing demon couldn't help but close his eyes. When he opened his eyes again, his scarlet pupils were full of bloodshot eyes: "Roar!!!"
Saliva and blood almost splashed on Lang Xue's face. Because of anger and hatred, that face had been distorted to the point that it completely lost the appearance of a human being - at least a gray-haired girl with a pair of ears and a tail was better than him.
More like a human being.
Langxue threw herself into the arms of the corpse-shattering demon, stood on tiptoes, stretched out her hand to grab his collar, and then lay back -
Lang Xue used the gravity of his back to forcibly pull him down. The corpse-shattering demon couldn't help but bend down. Then, Lang Xue stomped heavily on his abdomen. The whole person was turned upside down and hit the wall on the other side again.
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A new sword wound opened on Lang Xue's left arm, but she didn't even frown as she instantly turned over and pounced on the Corpse Crusher Demon again.
In the hands of the corpse-shattering demon, the swing of the long sword has become very slow. Lang Xue just lowered his head and easily dodged it, then jumped up, waved his fist, and punched the corpse-shattering demon hard.
on the bridge of the nose.
The corpse-shattering demon dropped his long sword, grabbed Lang Xue's left foot, and threw it to the ground with all his strength.
The moment before he was thrown to the ground, Langxue was already turning his body vigorously, using his legs to strangle the corpse-shattering demon's neck, and then with a strong effort from his waist, he was coiled on top of the corpse-shattering demon's head.
The foot was tightly fixed by the corpse-shattering demon's neck and could not be forcibly broken. Langxue had no choice but to grab his right ankle with both hands and tighten it hard, hoping that suffocation would kill the corpse-shattering demon.
The corpse-crushing demon's cervical vertebrae creaked under Lang Xue's head immobilization technique. He let go of the hand holding Lang Xue's left foot, grasped it briefly, touched the top of his head, and grabbed Lang Xue's hanging leg.
long hair, and then pulled her off his body.
The corpse-shattering demon is much taller than Langxue, so this is simply too easy for him.
Someone grabbed his hair and threw him to the ground, vomiting blood. Lang Xue did not forget to hook his legs around the corpse-shattering demon's neck and pull him down together.
The two struggled on the ground and then stopped quickly.
The corpse-shattering demon pressed down on Lang Xue.
Plasma flowed out of his nose, dripping down and falling on Lang Xue's cheek, and then froze into thin ice cubes.
Lang Xue strangled the corpse-shattering demon's neck with both hands, while the corpse-shattering demon's right hand was tightly strangled on Lang Xue's slender neck.
The lake-green eyes stared unblinkingly at the bloodshot red pupils.
Both of their cervical vertebrae were creaking, and all that was left was to see who would fall first due to suffocation, cold, and injuries in this death match.
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