Chapter 2263: I am still not dead!

The second two hundred and sixty-three chapters I have not died yet!
After a knife, the two sides not only sweated, but blood also emerged from their respective wounds.
At the moment, Xiao Zheng did not have the slightest timidity. On the contrary, on the face of that sly, it was incredibly revealing the cruel sneer: "Are there another knife?"
Hey!
Without any hesitation, Xiao Zheng took the knife and fought again.
This knife, Xiao Zheng moves more quickly. More want to kill Zhao Wei on the spot.
Xiao Zheng’s fearlessness also aroused Zhao’s infinite war.
He is very clear that this can't be beaten or retreated. Playing, there may be opportunities to survive, and opportunities to win. Back, the only end is that Xiao Zheng is slashed.
At this point, Zhao Wei must come up with the strongest knife to attack the deadly part of Xiao Zheng.
Fight!
The two were cut into each other's bodies. Although they are avoiding fatal injuries at the most critical moments. But it also left a long mouth.
At the moment, they don't look like the most powerful strongmen are fighting each other, but two widowers, two butchers with no technical content.
But only the old monk knows that even if he enters the scene at the moment, he may only be swayed by the war, his muscles are tight to the extreme, and the reaction nerve is smashed by the extreme height of Zhao Wei.
The old monk also knows that the battle is really coming to an end.
These two people are bound to die at least one person in this battle.
Jade is burning?
Not without this possibility.
In terms of the strength of Xiao Zheng and Zhao Wei, they have great confidence in pulling the back of each other at the last minute. All of this is possible. It is also that Ye Yuhua and the old monk are extremely nervous.
They know that even if Xiao Zheng is present, there is no grasp of victory.
And Xiao Zheng and Zhao Wei know who can beat the opponent?
Tick.
Tick.
The two of them were mad with blood, and their faces were paler than one.
After all, Zhao Wei is old, and even if he is a god-level powerhouse, he is definitely not as good as Xiao Zheng in terms of endurance.
In contrast, Xiao Zheng. Although he was covered with scars, cold sweat was constantly oozing on his forehead. This is very intuitive to show that Xiao Zheng has been able to overdraw.
Even he is. What about Zhao Wei?
The battle of more than half an hour has already exhausted the hearts of these two top powers. But they are all accumulating. Save the last trace of power.
The final pk is about to be staged.
The final winner is also about to be born in this fight.
Xiao Zheng took a breath of cold air. There was a chill on the expressionless face.
Hey!
He rushed and slammed into a dive.
At the same time, Zhao Wei also pulled the knife forward. There are killings in the red eyes.
Hey!
The two collided with each other and rubbed the violent fire. The wrists of both sides also felt the pain of an explosion.
But at this moment, Xiao Zheng’s left hand suddenly sneaked out and grabbed Zhao’s chest straight.
boom!
The grasp of the dragon hand not only hit Zhao Xi’s chest. It was the eagle claws that caught Zhao’s collar.
Hey!
The simplest and most accurate shoulder drop, Xiao Zheng throws Zhao Wei out. At the same time, Zhao Wei, who is in the air, also made a cross-cut, leaving a deep knife in the back of Xiao Zheng.
boom!
Zhao Wei’s body fell to the ground, and it’s like being shattered.
Xiao Zheng’s back is also quickly stained with blood.
The two once again exchanged physical strength.
Only this time, Xiao Zheng can still stand straight. Zhao Wei, but lying flat on the ground, breathing.
This time the swap, he lost.
In the state of him and Xiao Zheng, skin trauma is definitely more serious than internal injuries.
Xiao Zheng left a knife in his back, but he could not stop his actions. However, Zhao Wei only felt that his chest was smothered with blood, and he could not spit out, and he could not swallow.
He knows that Xiao Zheng has finally taken advantage of this swap.
Hey.
After pumping two air conditioners, Zhao Wei forced himself to get up. The clothes are messy, and the blood is staring at Xiao Zheng, not far away.
It seems to be working, waiting for the last attack.
This time, there are three possibilities.
Either he died or Xiao Zheng died.
Either they are all dead.
Ye Yuhua opened his mouth and seemed to want to stop their last killing. But the old monk gently shook his head and told Ye Yuhua not to intervene.
At this moment, there is nothing to stop the exchange of the two.
Either live or die.
This is their ultimate fate and the final outcome.
No one, even Ye Yuhua, can interrupt this sacred battle.
"come on."
Xiao Zheng raised the blade slightly. Looks cold. Full of killing.
Zhao Wei’s blade swayed and said,
I will send you to hell.

"I can do it too."
Hey!
The two flew into the other side without any hesitation. It seems that this is the value of their existence and the meaning of existence.
Hey!
Hey!
The blades collide with each other to rub the glaring fire. The sharp and harsh sound of the road reminded Ye Yuhua at all times that the last moment had already arrived.
Fight!
Zhao Yi opened the chest of Xiao Zheng.
Xiao Zheng also slammed into Zhao’s chest.
But Zhao Wei only has one knife, and Xiao Zheng, after a punch, is another punch.
After a punch, come back again!
Full three punches!
It was actually on the spot that Zhao Wei’s mouth was vomiting blood, and the whole person squatted on the wall.
Bang.
Zhao Wei crashed into the ground.
With a mouth full of bleeding water, his face became pale in an instant. Become lifeless.
"Well"
Zhao Wei’s body made a slight embarrassment. The mouth did not help but sounded.
This is his performance of complete disengagement.
On the other hand, Xiao Zheng, the hand holding the blade, is not as calm as usual.
Visible to the naked eye, intense tremors are occurring.
The blood above the blade was accompanied by the trembling of the arm, and it was scattered in a mess.
Yes.
Both Xiao Zheng and Zhao Wei lost their most basic abilities in this long and fierce battle.
Although Xiao Zheng can still stand in the same place, every inch of his skin seems to be no longer his own.
Zhao Wei, however, can only lie on the ground and breathe slowly.
As if breathing a little bit, it is possible that his lungs can not withstand and directly explode.
"I won."
Xiao Zheng looked down at Zhao Wei.
This is the gesture of the winner.
"I haven't died yet." Zhao Yu gritted his teeth. Said the cold.
He struggled and wanted to get up and fight again.
But he really didn't have the strength to get up again.
The only thing he can do at the moment is to keep his breath so that he does not die so fast.
"You will die soon."
Xiao Zheng took the leg that seemed to have a heavy weight, carrying the blade that seemed to have a heavy weight, and slowly walked toward Zhao Zhao step by step.