The atmosphere on the grassland became very tense. Ganmala and his group were trying their best to defend themselves. In addition to not being killed by a knife, they also had to prevent the other party from inflicting scratches on themselves. Weapons that have been tempered with poison, especially poison that seals the throat upon seeing blood.
, even a small amount of contamination may cause death immediately.
The circle formed gradually became smaller and smaller, with all the guards supporting them back to back. This was a formation on the battlefield, where one would leave one's side to one's teammates, and only with enough trust could the greatest power be exerted.
Gan Mala was out of breath while holding the long sword. He had already made thirteen wounds on the opponent's body, and the blood almost dyed the green robe red. But even so, the opponent still slashed hard, as if those wounds
There is no general at all.
Caution flashed in Gan Ma's eyes. This leader of the Zodiac was not weak in martial arts, and he used this desperate fighting style. When the two of them fought, the other party didn't care whether he was injured or not. He only had one purpose, to get him hurt. He took a deep breath.
With a tone of voice, he held the hilt of the sword tightly with his hand. Since the other party was not going to die, he would take the risk again and delay it for a while.
The leader of the Zodiac was very anxious. There were wounds everywhere on his body. Every move he made would involve the swords. The pain made his mind clearer, but after all, it couldn't last long. He could ignore the pain, but he couldn't ignore it.
The blood that keeps flowing.
The arm holding the handle of the knife began to tremble a little, and his body began to feel weak. Gan Mala seemed to be attacking aimlessly, but every move he struck was on a part with blood. He was not expecting such careful thinking. Now
, all he had to do was kill Ganmala before he fell.
With an angry shout, the leader of the Zodiac rushed forward again. He was born with great strength, and the sword skills he learned were all open and closed moves. This time he had to use all his strength to use the last move. A flash of light flashed in his black eyes.
With a trace of belief that he would die, he held the knife in his hand tighter.
Gan Mala suddenly felt that the opponent's momentum had changed, from being afraid of life and death to being desperate for death. From this situation, it seemed that the opponent was at the end of his fight. As long as he was flexible and could delay for a while, the opponent would fall to the ground and lose blood.
If there are too many, you will die. Hold the sword and watch its changes quietly, not to hurt the enemy, but to retreat with your whole body.
The broadsword came over and hit Gan Mala's neck. The back of the knife was heavy and the blade was sharp. Gan Mala nimbly stepped back, and the long sword in his hand was already facing him. There was a sound of the assassin's steel clashing, and he held
The hand holding the long sword began to hurt. The force was greater than before, and his jaw was already injured.
It seems that this was the original purpose of the leader of the Zodiac, to use his strength to shock Gan Mala. As long as Gan Mala's body was slightly sluggish, he would be able to hit it with one strike.
Gan Mala quickly threw away his hand, gritted his teeth and insisted on holding the sword. He could not lose, he must win.
The leader of the Zodiac narrowed his eyes slightly and spat out a mouthful of blood foam. The broadsword slashed towards Gan Mala again, once horizontally and once left...
The sound of weapons colliding was endless, and Gan Mala felt that his whole arm was in pain. He endured the pain, but his eyes still showed a little surprise. What kind of heart did the man in front of him attack with? He was not afraid of pain but had to cut him with one knife.
Cut it over.
However, there was no time left for him to be surprised at this time. The big man suddenly shouted angrily and his body jumped up.