I Am Really Not The Great Demon King

As Li Siming attacked, he whispered to himself: "It's true. As a human race, the location of your heart is very different from ordinary people. It's weird!"

"Well, those are not important. Wherever you want to escape, you hit me!"

"How about taking another knife!"

Now under Li Siming's pursuit, the Tiger seems to have fallen into a passive beating, unable to fight back.

Violent Tiger is now trying his best to escape, trying his best to escape from Li Siming's pursuit, but his efforts seem to be in vain after all.

Because the battle platform between the two people was big, but it was ultimately limited, and there was simply not enough space for him to continue to flee. So that every once in a while, the Tigers had to change directions and ran away in response.

And every time at this time, it was the best moment for Li Siming to pursue and kill the Tiger with all his strength.

Seeing that the violent tiger was chased by himself, he was embarrassed, holding his head and scurrying, how could he have won more than 20 games in a row, with extraordinary combat power and bloodthirsty appearance.

Regarding this, Li Siming's self-confidence in his heart soared again. He narrowed his eyes and looked at the figure of the violent tiger fleeing in a hurry. A faint contempt appeared in his eyes, and he spoke with contempt: Tian Zelou, who has won more than 20 games, always wins the general!"

"It's still because of you, killing a merciless, cold-blooded, cruel monster!"

"Fortunately, Louzhu Xiao sent the Shadow Iron Guard to kill you, but it was unsuccessful."

"I can say that if you only have this ability, you can win more than 20 games in a row. I can only say, otherwise your own luck is good enough, or else your opponent is weak enough!"

"With your strength, what qualifications do you have to break through the first-rank silver brave and promote to the Tianzelou first-tier golden brave?"

After listening to Li Siming's words, the violent tiger running away without saying a word, continued to flee, seemingly unable to even refute Li Siming's words.

Seeing this, Li Siming felt more relieved, and his self-confidence rose even more.

On the ninth floor of Tianze Building, the master Xiao's study room.

The three of Xiao Louzhu stared at the image in front of them, and saw the scarred figure of the violent tiger. Under Li Siming’s pursuit, the fled left and right dwarfed, it seemed that in the next moment, they would fall to the ground with one foot, and Li Si was chased from behind. Ming caught up in an instant, and then slashed the owl's head and fell on the spot. There was no smile on the faces of the three people, Xiao Louzhu, but the caution and worry in their eyes grew thicker.

In their eyes, Li Siming was horribly chasing the Tiger, but every time Li Siming delivered a fatal blow, the figure of the Tiger always seemed to be able to turn the danger into danger and turn the danger into peace at the most critical moment.

"Is it really as you said, Li Siming is going to lose again in this round?" Lou Zhu looked away from the image, and looked sideways at A-Lian.

A-Lian is the one with the calmest mood and the most normal expression among the three.

Because seeing Zhang Heng's reaction before, she had already guessed the ending.

So when I heard the question from the hostess Xiao, A-Lian just pondered for a moment, and then said: "Perhaps my words will become more convincing compared to the previous 20-odd duels."

After listening to A-Lian's words, the original poster Xiao did not open up the previous violent tiger showdown one by one.

She didn't need to check, the more than 20 matchups of the Tigers, almost all of the process of each matchup was engraved in the mind of the original poster Xiao.

She knows what A-Lian means.

In the previous almost twenty-odd duels, every time the Tigers experienced a long and bitter battle.

But no matter how cruel and hard the battle is in that duel, the Tigers will eventually win.

In almost every duel, when everyone thought that the Tiger was bound to die, the Tiger made an unexpected counterattack, ending the opponent's life and regaining the victory of the battle.

And now, in this duel, the Tiger once again was forced into desperation by his opponent, Li Siming, the first-rank second gatekeeper.

Even his left arm was smashed into pieces by the Yuan Soldier's silver long knife in Li Siming's hand.

Even in the last match, Li Siming had never suffered so much damage in the duel with Shadow Iron Guard.

Today's Li Siming is like an ecstatic messenger, facing the old wounds of the tiger, using the silver long knife in his hand to name those old wounds.

Seeing the two people in the image, they chased and fled, everyone tried their best and tried their best.

Lou Lou Xiao didn't say a word again, she just stared at the image in front of her with her eyes widened.

On the fighting platform, Li Siming was chasing the tiger madly at this time. Every time an attack fell on the protector, he would let out a loud cry: "You are hit, you hit again, can you run faster? !"

"It's as if I haven't eaten for many days!"

"Such a slow movement, how worthy of it, your terrible reputation!"

"You are fighting back. You are so embarrassed as a bereavement dog, so I can't even kill you."

The Tiger, who was fleeing at a fast speed, heard Li Siming's words, unexpectedly, suddenly turned his head back, squeezed a weird smile at the corner of her mouth, and then said: "If you say so, I can't let you down. Look forward to."

"You say I am slow, I will try my best to move faster."

"If you want me to fight back against you, then I will try my best to fight back, hoping to make you interested and kill me happy."

"Of course, if you are accidentally killed by me, don't blame me for fighting back too violently."

After hearing the unexpected response from Tiger Tiger, Li Siming was taken aback, and then began to laugh loudly: "Okay, that's right, but I hope you don't just talk, I hope you still have the strength to resist me. ."

"What do you think of my unique skill?"

While speaking, Li Siming kept the silver long knife in his hand, and suddenly caught up with the violent tiger's fleeing figure, followed by a horizontal cut, directly sweeping the violent tiger's neck three feet ahead.

When the knife light passed, the wind sounded pierced and pierced the ears.

Although Li Siming himself ridiculed the violent tiger, he knew that the violent tiger was indeed an extremely dangerous opponent.

Therefore, as soon as he saw Violent Tiger suddenly turning around to speak, he immediately went all out, ready to kill Violent Tiger with a single blow, and no longer wanted to waste time with the other party, lest he would eventually be overturned by the other party.

But Li Siming slashed out with a single blow, and the silver long knife engulfed the sharp wind, and instantly slashed through the tiger's neck without stagnation.

Li Siming's face suddenly became extremely ugly when he felt the unusual touch from his silver long knife.

Because, just like before, the blow of the tiger did not stabbed Li Siming, Li Siming's all-out blow just cut off the neck of the tiger with a single knife, but Li Siming held the knife in his hand, but did not feel it. , The slightest touch of the flesh and blood with a long knife.

On the contrary, Li Siming felt that his knife didn't seem to be slashed on the violent tiger's neck, but as if the knife fell through and stood on the air.

Just when Li Siming realized what was going on, he suddenly heard a faint voice behind him, and the voice said: "How about it? Is my current speed a bit better than before? Are you satisfied with this speed?"

When Li Siming heard the other party's question, he immediately flew forward like a ghost, and subconsciously swooped forward, trying to escape the attack range of the tiger.

But Li Siming's mind had just come up with such thoughts, before he could act, he had already heard a strange sound suddenly, which was clearly audible behind his ears.

The sound Li Siming heard was not loud, nor special.

This sound is like the sound made by a bag full of water, suddenly pierced by something sharp.

It's just ordinary, with a chuckle.

But why did Li Siming feel the unexpected pain in his left chest? It was a heart-wrenching pain.

Li Siming couldn't help lowering his head in pain, and then he saw that a few sharp tiger claws suddenly appeared on his chest, and the tiger claws were still trembling slightly.

Immediately afterwards, the icy voice of the violent tiger rang again in his ear: "Don't you want me to fight back?"

"Now, my counterattack, can you still be eye-catching?"

As he spoke, the only right arm left by the tiger suddenly swirled and pierced into Li Siming's chest. The tiger's right claw, just a light claw, had already connected Li Siming's heart to its heart. The whole was grabbed in his palm, and it was taken out of Li Siming's chest in an instant.

When Li Siming turned his head, he happened to see that the five left-handed tiger claws of the violent tiger placed Li Siming's heart in front of the tiger claws, and he was about to squeeze his left hand.

"No!" Li Siming screamed. Temporarily taking the heart out of the chest cavity will not make him die instantly, but if the heart and its central vein are cut to pieces by the tiger's claws, then Li Siming will really die.

Unfortunately, the tiger did not listen to Li Siming's voice.

A cold and bloodthirsty smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, and then suddenly he suddenly squeezed the five fingers of his left hand that was holding Li Siming's heart tightly.

There was a piercing sound of killing.

In the splash of blood, Li Siming's heart split in an instant, and Huawei's petals fell like blood-colored petals from the palm of the tiger's left hand.

Li Siming lost the body of his heart, turned around in relay, and stared at the tiger with bitter eyes. The silver long knife in his hand pointed straight at the silhouette of the tiger who was close at hand, but he could no longer attack and move the slightest.

Violent Tiger stared at Li Siming's spiteful eyes and spoke indifferently: "I told you a long time ago that if you were accidentally killed by me, don't blame me for fighting back too violently."

"Now, do you regret it? It's a pity that there has never been a regret medicine in this world."