"Danger!"

Looking at the flashing sword light, Zhou Ming rolled to the ground and barely avoided this attack. Just as he was about to dodge to a safe place, the opponent's attack stuck up like a maggot on his tars.

After so many times, the other party always waited for Zhou Ming to get up in a mess and slashed at him with another sword.

"Hahahaha, hide, hide, see if you still want to hide there..."

Henry was like a cat playing with a mouse. Wu Ren Zhou Ming could follow him wherever he flashed, until he forced Zhou Ming to a corner where he could not retreat.

Another long sword fell, Zhou Ming held up the spear and rubbed the ground, and the wooden spear broke in response. Zhou Ming blocked again, and half of the wooden pole in his hand was broken again, until he was unarmed and had already shrunk in a dead corner with no way to escape. Facing the sword, he could only close his eyes and feel the arrival of death.

However……

The pain was not expected to come, but a sharp sword was hit on the right side of the chest.

"King Master, you won." Zhou Ming looked at the swordsman on his chest.

"Is that so? I won, why didn't I feel it?" Henry added a little force on his hand and murmured.

"Yes, Lord Knight, you won, you won! Let me go." Zhou Ming groaned muffled, feeling that the sword edge had cut through his skin and hit his ribs. The cut flesh was bleeding a lot.

"Let you go? Please me, please beg me quickly. Maybe if I am happy, I will let you go?"

Henry slapped the hilt of the sword with his palm, and his face was full of jokes, stabbing the sword deeper.

"Ah! Ah! Please let me go! Knight, let me go soon!!" Zhou Ming, whose clothes were dyed red, felt a sharp pain in his chest and his breathing became difficult.

"Not enough, not enough, please ask again! If the voice is louder, I can't hear you!"

Heng used his hand to dig his ear, then began to turn the hilt of the sword on his hand, turn left first, and then turn right.

"King! Let me go! Please let me go!!"

Zhou Ming's face was covered with sweat, and the pain of slashing his heart and bones made him hold the sharp sword body with his bare hands and pull it out with force. After a while, a large amount of blood oozed out of the cut palm.

"It's almost done, Henry, stop torture this kid anymore. Either give him some fun or let him go." Knight Vincent, who was standing beside him, persuaded.

“No, no…”

Henry shook his head and added another move on his hand! "It's too cheap to give him a good time. I have to play slowly for a while... Boy! What were you saying just now? I didn't hear it clearly. You say it again, and say it again."

"Let me go! Let me go!!" Zhou Ming burst into tears, screaming heart-wrenchingly, but his right hand was quietly placed behind him.

"I didn't hear it! Say it again, say it again!"

"I'm telling you to let me go!"

Zhou Ming roared angrily, holding the sword's left hand, suddenly exerted force in the reverse direction, and the sword body penetrated deeply into his body. His right hand suddenly took out a dagger from behind. When Henry lost his balance and his body turned to him, he inserted the dagger into his eye sockets.

"ah!!!"
Chapter completed!