Chapter 613: Black funeral

"Puff cough cough!" Xiao Zimo stood up. Of course, he also heard what Liu Ji said, but it was impossible for him to give up.
"If you want me to give up, it is absolutely impossible!" Xiao Zimo put the ghost cry on his shoulders, the corners of his mouth raised lightly, and he whispered to Liu Ji.
"Stubborn!" Liu Ji snorted coldly, grabbed his knife in his hand, and walked towards Xiao Zimo slowly.
"I want to give up before I try. This is definitely not my style, and... even if your so-called sword mood is stronger than me, what if you are stronger than me, I will find ways to surpass, and I want to give up. Xiao Zimo smiled, carrying the ghost cry in his hands and slowly walking towards Liu Ji.
"In my opinion, what you said is naive. In the face of absolute strength, any attachment and hope are the same, and... you are the same. Don't worry, I will not kill you. After all, you still There is no reason for me to kill him." Liu Ji held the handle of the knife with both hands, took a knife in front of him, and then resisted it on his shoulder.
"Really? If this is the case, I will let you see how powerful the ordinary persistence and hope are in your eyes!"
As he said, Xiao Zimo's pupils shrank slightly, his toes were a little bit, and Gui Cry was held in his right hand, and he slammed into Liu Ji's chest.
Cang!
However, when the tip of the knife was still a few centimeters away from Liu Ji's chest, he just picked it up and opened it.
"It's useless! Our mood is not the same level at all. No matter how hard you struggle, it will be very slim." Liu Ji always looked calm, but the movements in his hands were not reduced.
He raised the knife and slashed towards Xiao Zimo's shoulder, the speed was staggering.
Cang!
Xiao Zimo's eyes condensed, and he put the knife directly on his shoulder, trying to block his attack, but the knife in Liu Ji's hand seemed to be heavy, pressing directly on his shoulder.
Cang!
As his blade trembled, Xiao Zimo's tiger's mouth suddenly hurt, and he couldn't help letting go. Gui Cry was immediately picked up by Liu Ji and flew out. Then, Liu Ji used the back of the sword against Xiao Zimo's. neck.
"If this is a real battle, then... you are already dead." Liu Ji said calmly.
"But... I also think this is a real battle, and every battle can benefit me a lot, such as... this time!"
Whoosh!
After that, Xiao Zimo rolled around with a donkey, stretched out his hand to catch the ghost cry that fell aside, and stood up again with a smile on his face.
"It seems that you really don't give up! For your poor dignity, then I think... it's better to save it!" After speaking, Liu Ji rushed to Xiao Zimo again.
"Then... I want to see how far you can crush me!" As he said, a strong fighting spirit broke out from Xiao Zimo.
"Huh?" Liu Ji also clearly felt the fighting spirit on Xiao Zimo's body, making him frown.
"After telling you so much, you still haven't eaten and gained wisdom. If that's the case, then I have to practice." Liu Ji said lightly.
Whoosh!
He saw his toes point a little and rushed towards Xiao Zimo again.
"His speed... is faster than before!" Xiao Zimo could clearly feel that Liu Ji's speed was a little faster than before.
"Bai Qifuguang!" The ghost cry in Xiao Zimo's hand was entwined with circles of white aura. As he slashed at the oncoming Liu Ji, the white aura suddenly turned into a sharp knife to take him directly. throat.
"Hei Luo Wu!" Liu Ji uttered three words faintly, his right hand turned over, and the knife turned a circle in the palm of his hand, and was held in his hand again. The blade was already wrapped in black. Breath.
Boom!
As Liu Ji swiped the knife in his hand, a sound of a horse came.
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
Liu Ji's sword aura suddenly became a black horse, directly facing Xiao Zimo's white aura.
Boom!
However, Xiao Zimo's sword energy that had turned into substance seemed particularly vulnerable in front of the black horse. It slammed his head and turned into nothing, and rushed towards Xiao Zimo again.
"It's useless, your sword mood is lost to me, and any knife squeeze will be suppressed by me." Liu Ji said lightly while looking at Xiao Zimo.
"If this is the case, then it will suffer." Xiao Zimo murmured.
Facing the dark horse rushing toward him aggressively, Xiao Zimo made a fist with his right hand, a ball of flame enveloped him, and as his eyes condensed, he slammed it out and hit the dark horse's belly with a punch.
Boom!
The dark horse raised his head and roared, and disappeared from everyone's eyes like glass shattered.
(End of this chapter)