Why do people who like knives usually die by knives?
Just like why the person who makes you sad is always the person you like...
Sad Xiaodao was very sad at this time.
As his name suggests, he is grieved by the sword.
When he was invited to come here, he was very high-spirited and thought that he could measure the entire green forest of Huicheng with the knife in his hand.
He wore the most gorgeous purple clothes and carried a scimitar as beautiful as a crescent moon.
Riding the best horse in Ba Jue Hall, he swaggered through the city and killed everyone, making everyone in Heifeng Village frightened.
At that time, he was still very happy, enjoying the light and shadow of swords and the bloody storm created by the sword in his hand.
However, this happiness was soon ended by another swordsman using a knife.
He would never forget that flash of sword light that was as bright as the rising sun.
Even the sound of the sword when it was unsheathed was like a tiger trying to choose someone to devour.
The sun-like light of the sword made his eyes shed tears.
The horrifying sound of the knife, like the roar of a tiger, made his ears ring and his mind was shattered. He was also killed by such a knife.
"What a knife! What a knife. I am sad that Little Knife has not been this sad for a long time since I left the Blood Knife Sect. I thought I was qualified enough to find the magic knife, but now it seems that I am just sitting in a well and looking at the sky..."
Sad Xiaodao had a smile on his face that looked like he was crying.
"Gulu Gulu" he drank one mouthful at a time, like a wine that was bitterer than gall.
His bright eyes were still staring at the shape of a knife drawn on the table.
He comes from a martial arts family, so he is certainly not a person with a false reputation like the so-called Five Lightning Whips.
Instead, he has a genuine foundation in martial arts. He was selected into the world of mixed martial arts as one of the first batch of Ba Juetang members very early on.
He stayed in the mixed martial arts world for two full years.
He refused to pay attention to the struggle for power, was completely fascinated by this world, and completely fell in love with the knife.
So at this moment, he looks a little ridiculously painful and depressed in the eyes of the surrounding players. No one will understand, and he knows whether he is warm or not.
"Sad Protector, the people from Heifeng Village outside have surrounded the two city gates. They won't attack and come in, right? What should we do?"
A close player stepped forward nervously and asked.
Sad Xiaodao still looked at the knife, but his eyes gradually became focused, and he nodded, "Don't be afraid, don't be afraid. We won't die. Since we won't die, we will use every possible opportunity to become stronger, even if
What's the harm in dying for this?"
All the players around him were a little confused.
How can you become stronger if you are already dead?
If you die, you will only become weaker.
Some people think that Sad Little Knife is a bit crazy because it is a big blow.
But no one dares to say.
"As long as the people in Black Wind Village don't dare to attack the city, we can survive until Lu Xiaofeng comes.
As long as Lu Xiaofeng comes, we won't die.
But this will take time, and we don’t know if Lu Xiaofeng will come or when. I will fight for the time for you..."
Before Sad Xiaodao finished speaking, he suddenly stopped talking. He jumped up as if he had been slapped on the butt, pulled out a knife next to him and rushed to the window.
He heard a loud eagle cry.
Almost as soon as he rushed to the window.
Then he saw the nightmare-like giant magic eagle swooping down from the sky.
An extremely majestic figure of a swordsman jumped off the back of the demon eagle and landed firmly. It instantly attracted the attention of everyone in the street like a chicken standing out from the crowd, and drew away the screams and whimpers from everyone's vocal cords.
Crazy fluffy long hair.
Straight and thick eyebrows.
Eyes that are cold and full of wildness.
And the faint smile that always appears on the corner of his cold mouth.
When all the Bajuetang players saw the smile of the person who appeared, a chill could not be suppressed from the bottom of their hearts. They immediately pulled out their swords nervously and fearfully, and called out the name of the person one after another.
"Master of Black Wind Village!"
"This bandit leader who has killed thousands of people! He didn't act according to common sense at all. He actually went out of his sphere of influence and pursued him here."
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"Master of Black Wind Village??"
Across the street in the distance, two government officials appeared.
The moment they saw Jiang Dali falling from the sky, the muscles on their faces tightened, and their bodies tensed up. Their feet seemed unable to move and they stood pouted, and their hearts seemed to tighten in their atria.
.
"He is the leader of Black Wind Village!"
The two government officials turned blue and their eyes were straight.
They had thought about this similar scenario many times before.
If they encountered the notorious Black Wind Village Master outside the city, they would roar with passion and rush forward to fight for their lives, even if they died heroically.
But when this moment comes.
Seeing the figure of the man carrying a machete on his back, the hot blood in their bodies turned cold.
The first thing they thought of was the tragedy after their death, and the cries of their family members after their death. Reason made them all stop and their hands and feet tremble.
Under everyone's fearful gazes, Jiang Dali walked outside the restaurant with a relaxed smile, looking at the sad knife, "Do you want me to come in, or do you want to come out on your own?"
Sad Xiao Dao clenched the knife in his hand and said fiercely, "Master of Black Wind Village, I killed most of the people in your Black Wind Village. I am responsible for everyone's work. As long as you let my brothers go and let them go, I can
Stay and experience your sword skills."
"You are brave? But you are insulting my intelligence."
Jiang Dali sneered, "None of you can escape. You are already surrounded."
Sad Xiaodao stared, "You alone surrounded us?
Jiang Dali smiled playfully, "It's just me."
Sad Xiaodao shouted angrily, "Then what are you waiting for?"
Jiang Dali looked at the shopkeeper who was crying in the restaurant with a fearful look on his face, "I shouldn't wait. After all, I am a bandit leader. Even if I smash a restaurant, it is still the right thing to do."
As soon as he finished speaking, Jiang Dali slammed his foot on the ground, and his body suddenly rushed straight into the restaurant like a sharp arrow from a string.
"kill!-"
All kinds of hidden weapons and flying needles shot at Jiang Dali in an instant.
All the elite players from Ba Juetang roared and charged forward, maintaining a tacit formation that was both offensive and defensive, and attacked Jiang Dali with their swords.
Jiang Dali sneered at the corners of his mouth, and all his energy exploded. The air waves condensed and erupted from the Nine Yang Divine Skill seemed to form a round and fierce air shield, which forcibly ejected all the hidden weapons that were shot away.
This process only takes half a breath.
The next moment, a terrifying knife roar like a tiger's roar, wrapped in a dazzling golden knife shadow, suddenly exploded in the field.
"That's the knife!"
The sad knife's eyes were bright.
The fierce and domineering golden sword light has also cut hard on the swords of the five Bajuetang disciples rushing towards the front row!
A fan-shaped sword energy flashed through and suddenly surged.
The five people screamed and their swords were all broken, their bodies were swept into two pieces and fell to the ground, turning into white light and disappearing.
All the Ba Juetang players who rushed forward at the next moment gasped and felt chills in their hearts. They had to fight hard.
In an instant, these people were once again swept away by the bright sword light.
The entire restaurant seemed to be swept by a golden hurricane, like the wind rolling through the ruins of the building. Broken limbs and arms flew everywhere in its path, and then disappeared into white light.
Some people watching the excitement from a distance turned pale with fear when they saw this.
The remaining elites of Ba Juetang were even more trembling in their hearts. They saw the blood bar of the Black Wind Village Master in front of them flashing in front of their eyes, but the long and despairing blood bar never fell.
After finally fighting to the death, several people knocked out seven or eight points of each other's energy and health, causing the health bar to move for a moment. However, the health bar automatically recovered in the next second.
They are a group of elites from the Overlord Hall. The speed at which they cause damage to the leader of the Black Wind Village is not as fast as the other party can recover...
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