"Kill, kill... kill!!!" He murmured softly and turned the low roar in his throat, and Adao's murderous aura was raised to the top.

At the moment when the aura was strongest, Adao began to move. He held the small fruit knife in his hand, staggered out his soles, and walked towards Sun Hao. Adao's movement was very slow, slower than ordinary people's movements. In Sun Hao's eyes, Adao's every move was clearly seen.

"Ah," Sun Hao roared. Under Adao's pressure, the fighting will in his heart was stimulated. According to the method of fighting in his memory, he raised his fist and smashed it out fiercely.

Come on, Sun Hao was angry. Although he didn't know what you were doing, everything would be smashed back to its true form under my fist.

The fist hits the face and the fruit knife stabs the flesh.

Unlike what Sun Hao thought, the damage caused by the punch was actually quite limited. It just smashed Adao's nose and smashed the blood from the nose, which made Adao's face full of his face.

Strictly speaking, this time the punch was not used to smash it. The force on the fist was very light, which made Sun Hao, who was used to the unit of measurement, feel that his fist seemed to be like a feather, without even a little bit of fierceness.

On the left abdomen, Adao stabbed five or six centimeters with a fruit knife. As Adao was knocked down by Sun Hao with his fist, the fruit knife was also pulled out by Adao. A wisp of blood was taken out. The wound on the stabbed wound was not big, it was just a fruit knife. The blade was not sharp, there was no blood groove of the dagger, and there was no barb. Therefore, the injury caused was not serious. Under the strong fighting will, this small injury was nothing. If Sun Hao had only thought it was a mosquito bite. But now, a deep pain came from this small wound.

Adao, who was lying on the ground, was blown over by Sun Hao's force, and the blood on his face was touched in the void. On a pure dark void, several blood flowers of stars were sprinkled out.

Seeing the blood made Adao even more crazy. The smell of blood seemed to have a strong stimulation effect on Adao, just like a slut who had drunk a lot of aphrodisiacs.

Adao did not get up, but rolled on the ground, rolling to Sun Hao's feet. Taking advantage of the gap when Sun Hao was thinking, he hugged Sun Hao's feet and put Sun Hao on the ground.

"Kill, kill... kill!!!"

The fruit knife in his hand raised and pierced it hard into Sun Hao's chest.

Although Sun Hao's power was the power of ordinary people at this time, his combat instinct was still there, and he shouldn't have been easily knocked down by A Dao like this. But Sun Hao was a little distracted just now.

Because of the fight just now, because of the huge pain coming from the abdomen, everything is so real. This is not an illusion, definitely not. Sun Hao was forced into an illusion several times in the previous two reincarnation worlds. He could distinguish the illusion from the real world by feeling alone.

What I see may not be true, but the pain from the wound on my body is definitely true.

Where did all your strength go? When facing this crazy man, can you only rely on instinct to fight like two wild beasts? This man who keeps calling killing, killing, and killing must have special abilities.

He was stunned for a moment and was knocked down by Adao, but Sun Hao still guessed a lot of things right while he was stunned.

Strictly speaking, Adao is still a strong mental power expert, but Adao uses his mental ability to strip away the opponent's strengthening. Turning the opponent back to an ordinary person, all the reincarnation points obtained by Adao are used to strip the ability.

Reduce the enemy to the same strength as yourself, and then at this level of flesh-and-blooded strength, you will achieve a crazy victory belonging to Adao himself like a mad dog with rabies.

The fruit knife was not long, and was pushed to Sun Hao's chest as the sword stabbed down. The moment he was thrown down, Sun Hao had already realized the situation, no longer considered why his strength was lost, no longer considered where he was, and what ability did this madman who kept shouting to kill, use.

All of these can be thought about in the future. The first thing to solve is survival problems. We must defeat the madman in front of us, rather than being stabbed into a sieve full of blood with a fruit knife.

Raise your hand and block Adao's hand holding the fruit knife. Sun Hao's combat consciousness and fighting will are still there. In the two worlds of reincarnation and fighting with countless people, relying on instinct alone, he already knows what to do now, how to prevent the enemy's attack as fast as possible and most effectively.

These experiences obtained from actual combat are quite practical, but equally, because they are experience, they are closely related to their own strength.

I originally wanted to smash Adao's hand with my fist and smash the fruit knife in Adao's hand away. Sun Hao realized how to do it, but his body that had lost its strength could not keep up with Sun Hao's will.

The fist did not hit Adao's hand, but was sent to Adao's fruit knife. The cold blade penetrated through Sun Hao's fist and penetrated from the back of his hand, and the tip of the knife appeared in the gap between his fingers clenched.

When Sun Hao released his fist, he saw with his own eyes that the skin in his palm was broken under the sharp edge, and the flesh and blood were separated to both sides with the fruit knife. Then blood gushed out. What gushed out with the blood was a huge pain belonging to ordinary humans.

The pain that had not been tried for almost a long time and which had been forgotten by Sun Hao and which only existed in the weak was swept overwhelmed in his mind, and rushed towards the embankment built with his will like a tide, and burst out the black snowflakes bubbles on the embankment.

The fruit knife was twisted in Adao's hand, and the blade shaved up Sun Hao's flesh and blood: "Kill, kill, hehe... kill!!!"

The saliva flowed out with Adao's crazy words and dripped onto the hand holding the knife. The mad dog smelled the blood and refused to stop the biting. The mad dog would only open the stinky mouth full of fangs to a bigger extent.

The fruit knife that turned in the palm of his hand stirred up the entire palm. The sea of ​​pain that had just receded in Sun Hao's mind rose again, and with the fierce aura that swallowed the heaven and earth, he pounced on the dam of will again, swallowing the dam completely, and then flooded Sun Hao's brain.

Sun Hao's mind was filled with pain, and it was so painful that it was lost. There was a voice in his throat that seemed to belong to Sun Hao, but it was actually made by Sun Hao.

You can't die, don't die here. The will that is overwhelmed by pain will be washed away. There is only one iron cable on this embankment, maintaining the dam that is about to collapse.

You must not die! You must live.

(The book is written step by step. Qianyu is very grateful to be able to follow his current friends. He has told the editor that it will be released on Friday and comforted the shelves. Although Qianyu is not very well written, Qianyu will work hard. In the future, he will be one of the most popular writers.)
Chapter completed!