Need for Evildo Expert

Chapter 531
The sound of metal explosions shook the eardrums, and Li Zhenhyuk couldn't help taking three steps back.

Qi and blood exploded on the spot, the whole ground sank slightly, and smoke and dust rose everywhere.

Li Zhenhe's face is serious, are these two people so fierce, are they on par?
In the smoke and dust, Song Zhenkui's feet were smashed three inches into the ground, and the places where his feet stood were cracked and died.

The practice uniform representing Nanzhou College, the upper body has been ragged into pieces, and the knife in both hands is forcibly blocking the sure-kill knife!

The blood vessels in the muscles of both arms burst, and a trace of blood flowed out from inside, and then the wound began to heal quickly!
Bai Xiaochuan was better than him in comparison. Under the impact of force, the tiger's mouth burst, and the muscles of his arms trembled slightly. His super strong physical fitness dispelled the remaining force of the shock, and the damage was only limited to the range of his hands.

Step back three steps, each step leaves deep footprints!

"Good knife..."

Song Zhenkui gritted his teeth.

Immediately he shouted loudly and began to counterattack, the long knife splashed out the snow-bright light, like thunder, and cut through the air with one knife, making a sharp howling sound, like a dragon chant.

The power of Qi and blood poured in from the knife, like a huge wave, making a sound like a sea wave.

Song Zhenkui took the way of resisting the hard slash, his movements were not fancy, and he did it in one go, the long knife slashed down the line very short, and he slashed hard!
He was hacked 28 times by Bai Xiaochuan, and he didn't fight back for the first time until No.20 after nine times.

Even against Hu Bugui, he has never been so aggrieved.

This knife condensed all the energy and blood in his body, bursting out with a strong bloody light.

There was only a red saber light in Li Zhenhe's sight, and the man had already reached the top of Bai Xiaochuan's head, and the long saber slashed down hard.

Bai Xiaochuan is not afraid. In terms of recovery ability, his ninth-rank golden body may not be inferior to the opponent. In terms of physical strength, he is even better.

Since you hurt Wen Tailai with a hard slash, then I'll get it back with a hard slash.

Bai Xiaochuan roared loudly, and went to meet the opponent, neither dodging nor dodging, the Ghost Head Saber cut through the air, making a "rumbling" thunder sound, and slashed down hard.

"Fuck!"

Li Zhenhe screamed, these two people must be crazy, they will not dodge or dodge, even if the golden wheel masters are chopped off by each other, it will not be easy.

Sure enough, Song Zhenkui ignored Bai Xiaochuan's ghost knife.

Bai Xiaochuan also couldn't be afraid of the opponent's long sword.

Slashed with two knives, blood spurts everywhere!
Song Zhenkui was slashed on his right shoulder, his flesh and blood exploded, and his shoulder blade was cut open.

But when Bai Xiaochuan succeeded, he also slashed Bai Xiaochuan's shoulder, but the result was different.

A knife filled with the whole body's blood, cut on Bai Xiaochuan's shoulder, and there was only a sound of metal impact, the skin on his left shoulder was bleeding, and the A-grade alloy long knife only penetrated three points into the flesh.

Song Zhenkui's face froze, no wonder this guy was so arrogant, it turned out that his physical strength had reached this level.

He ignored the shoulder injury and swung the knife.

Bai Xiaochuan was also not to be outdone, he raised his knife and slashed...

The two blood-colored rainbows twisted together in an instant.

"Bang bang bang..."

The sound of bursting airflow rang out one after another, and wherever the two of them passed, the ground rolled and the soil flew up.

Li Zhenhyuk was in a cold sweat and kept backing away. The pressure brought by the two of them was suffocating, and the burst of blood was like a gust of wind, making it difficult to breathe!

Then he saw a blood spot fly out and land on the ground, and then another blood spot...

Song Zhenkui kept backing away, his face pale.

Bai Xiaochuan's face was stern, and the ghost head knife was like a strong wind. The black evil spirit and red blood were all poured into the blade, and he kept slashing towards the opponent.

Although Song Zhenkui retreated, he didn't dare to show weakness, the two of them did not dodge or dodge, the knife saw blood.

One is extremely resilient, and the other is extremely physical.

In just a few tens of seconds, more than 200 knives were cut out, and the surrounding airflow made the sound of crackling and exploding, as if thunder was ringing above the head.

The impact of Qi and blood is like a sea tide, making a roaring sound.

Under the continuous collision of two blood-colored rainbows, the surrounding ground has begun to collapse, and the soil has turned up.

The cement pillars on both sides of the gate of Nanzhou College were hit by the splashed blood, and the surface began to peel off.

At this moment, a person suddenly appeared in front of the gate, with a barrier of energy and blood in front of him. The aftermath of the battle between the two was to prevent the gate of Nanzhou College from collapsing.

The man frowned as the two fought.

The sound of "ding ding dong dong" was continuous, like invisible sharp swords, piercing people's head with pain.

The two fought for more than 3 minutes, and at this time the range of ten meters had expanded to 15 meters.

The man guarding the gate frowned, looking nervous.

Song Zhenkui was slashed by Xiao Chuan recklessly, and he backed up again and again, his arms were bloody, his upper body clothes were reduced to ashes, his chest muscles were torn, and even his right arm showed white orthopedics.

It was even more difficult under his feet, Song Zhenkui's feet went deep into the ground with each knife.

Qi and blood are actually not as good as the opponent...

On the contrary, he just entered the second rank, and his blood is so strong.

It's not that Bai Xiaochuan was uninjured, but his injuries were much lighter, most of which were skin traumas. Even though the wounds looked outward and bleeding profusely, it was very scary, but no bones or internal organs were injured, and his combat power remained undiminished.

Song Zhenkui's recovery ability is extremely strong, but it has a limit. Now his body is full of scars, many of which are on other people's bodies. He may not die at this time and lose his fighting power.

But with his strong resilience, he has been holding on, but this time...

It shouldn't last long. His recovery speed cannot keep up with the speed of his injuries, and many serious injuries require a certain amount of time to recover. Multiple injuries also slowed down his recovery speed.

If the fight goes on, Song Zhenkui is very likely to be chopped down by the opponent.

The man at the door hesitated, not knowing whether to admit defeat.

Li Zhenhe looked at the man and said with a smile: "Principal Li, I think it's better to admit defeat..."

"If the fight continues, I'm afraid that Brother Song will be seriously injured if he doesn't die. Even if he has super resilience, he won't be able to get up if he doesn't lie down for a month...It won't be good to delay the competition..."

Principal Li glanced at Li Zhenhe indifferently and did not speak, but he was weighing the pros and cons in his heart.

At this moment, Bai Xiaochuan shouted loudly: "Admit defeat..."

The long knife was billowing with energy and blood, even more so than just now, with a burst of blood and bright light, it made a dense sound of explosion, and cut off the head.

Song Zhenkui clenched his teeth, remained silent, and turned his long knife back.

It's just that he is covered with injuries now, which has seriously slowed down his speed, and the power of blood has also been drained, and the power is far worse than before.

Bai Xiaochuan slashed at his chest obliquely, turning his body slightly to avoid the attack.

"Admit defeat..."

Then he shouted again, the ghost knife is cutting!

"Admit defeat...Admit defeat...Admit defeat..."

Shouting eighteen times to admit defeat in a row, cutting eighteen knives in a row, every slash is full of blood like a dragon, tyrannical and fierce!
Eighteen knives later, a figure flew out, it was Song Zhenkui, who staggered back as soon as he landed, every time he stepped down, the ground was torn apart, and his whole body was scattered...

After a dozen or so steps, Song Zhenkui gave a loud shout and plunged his long knife into the ground, only then did he stop his decline.

But his knees softened and he knelt down on one knee...

(End of this chapter)