The black parrot was already murderous, and the black feathers surrounding his body were blown by the air released by himself in the windless state. otbnkotgt I looked at the Seven Kills Ghost Sword.
There was nothing wrong with the blade.
Obviously, Black Parrot's hand was still weaker than the Ghost Sword.
At this moment, the black parrot raised his injured hand and looked at it, then looked at me.
Then gently lick the wound.
The movements started to become a little strange.
I frowned and looked into his eyes, as if his eyes were different from before.
It's not because his murderous intent is too strong.
It makes people feel that his eyes have changed.
But the eyes seem to be really different from before.
The color of the eyes has become much darker, and the bloodshot circles around the eyes have also become much thicker.
Even after careful observation, it seems that these eyes are not human.
The injured hand soon stopped bleeding, and he took steps toward me again.
But this time it was me who struck first, slashing out with the Seven Killing Ghost Sword.
It seemed that the psychic sword was a little angry because the sword just failed to gain much upper hand.
After the sword was struck, I felt that the black light on the body of the sword was a little stronger.
This time, Hei Ying did not pick up the white blade with his bare hands.
The moment the Seven Kills Ghost Sword struck down, his body fluttered strangely to the side.
The Seven Kills Ghost Sword fell into the air, and Hei Ying showed an unusual move.
Calmness, like black blade-like nails piercing my throat.
"Bang" I stretched out my hand to grab it, and used the strength to tap the other person's wrist with my hand, and pulled him toward me, but the black parrot did not fall down after this pull.
It stands to reason that my strength is not small, and because I have practiced kung fu, my skills are pretty good.
As an average adult, if I pull and stir my feet, I will lose my center of gravity and be pulled to the ground.
But the black parrot is a first-class master after all, and my pulling and stirring posture didn't work.
His body, which looked so thin that it could be blown down by a strong wind, now seemed to weigh a thousand pounds.
He and I were in a stalemate for not long, but I saw this guy's nails suddenly lengthened as if they had mutated.
The sharp fingertips pierced my chest, and soon I felt something like venom seeping from his nails and beginning to invade my body.
"Boom" I hit the palm and shook the black parrot away.
He also took several steps back.
Holding his chest, the wound hurt slightly, but it was still bearable.
But the venom that accompanied his nails into my body was very deadly.
Firstly, I am now in a dragon's pond and a tiger's den and I can't escape for a while.
Secondly, I don't know what poison he gave me.
If I don't know what poison, I don't know how to detoxify it.
"Why did your nails suddenly grow longer and why did the venom seep out of your nails?"
I don't feel too bad now, but the injured area has begun to feel slightly numb, which is a sign that the venom is spreading.
"What do you say?"
But at this moment, he turned his neck and opened his collar to reveal the connection between the shoulder blade and the neck.
At this place, there were traces of injection at this moment.
"You injected demon poison into your body" was my first reaction.
In fact, it is not difficult to guess that since Shenmen dares to use demon poison, it will not only be used on Deadpool.
The black parrot's body mutated, and I originally thought that what his eyes brought to me was just an illusion.
But now it seems that it is because of the demon poison that has affected his body.
"How come I didn't see when you injected me?"
From the beginning until he showed traces of the injection, this guy never disappeared from my eyes during the whole process, and he never took out a needle or anything like that and injected it into his neck. .
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"I can't live without the demon poison."
Black Parrot is not in a hurry to fight me now.
He is very confident in his venom.
Every second he delays, he becomes more confident in defeating me.
Although the venom will encounter obstacles in my body, , but as time goes on, it will definitely happen.
When the time comes, wouldn’t it be better for him to win without fighting than to fight to the death with me?
"You" I was about to speak when my chest suddenly started to feel tight and I felt a little out of breath.
"I am the person who has injected the most demon poisons in Shenmen.
I have cooperated with my boss in experimenting with demon poisons since I first entered Shenmen.
Surprisingly, my body has perfect integration with demon poisons.
Demon poisons can help me improve my skills. , and after being injected with the demon poison for a period of time, my body became dependent on it, and I couldn’t live without it.”
I raised the Seven Kills Ghost Sword and tried to attack the black parrot, but the grandson really refused to fight me and kept keeping distance from me.
At the same time, he continued to talk to me, distracting me.
Black parrot is a born killer, so it makes sense for Luo Wuxin to describe him in this sentence.
He is naturally aloof.
Reasonable, even though he is a little competitive, he doesn't feel any guilt when it comes to killing people.
Something happened when Luo Wuxin saw Black Parrot for the first time.
At that time, Luo Wuxin had not yet formed Shenmen, but just had an idea.
So he traveled around the country, secretly preparing to recruit some talents he thought had potential.
At that time, Hei Ying was just a wanderer.
He had not even started his career as a killer, and his skills were very weak.
He usually made a living by running a small business.
But he is really not good at doing business, and he is not born with the worldly skills and is not very good at it.
At that time, Luo Wuxin passed by the town where Black Parrot was, and something happened.
Several people in the local circle died.
It is estimated that the real murderer wanted to find someone to take the blame, so he put the shit basin on the black parrot's head.
This was great, everyone in and around the town was ready to kill the black parrot.
That day, more than ten desperadoes surrounded Black Parrot and prepared to kill him on the Nanshan Mountain behind the town.
At that time, many people in the circle came to see the excitement and felt that although this was excessive, no one dared to stand up and say anything.
Luo Wuxin was also among the crowd, but when he arrived there was already a fight on the mountain.
At that time, the black parrot had never killed anyone.
I never slaughtered animals on weekdays.
But once the fight started, this kid's hands were not soft at all.
He took a dagger and stabbed his opponent's vitals with each knife, intending to kill him.
Although the fight was not very organized, he fought with people as if they were desperate for his life.
In the end, one of them was knocked down by the black parrot.
At that time, the black parrot held up the dagger and stabbed the man's throat.
The man did not fall to the ground immediately and still held his throat and was speechless, but the blood flowed all over the ground, frightening everyone around him.
His expression changed.
That time, the black parrot pulled out the dagger and stood up with an expressionless expression, as if he had not just killed anyone but trampled an ant to death.
That scene made Luo Wuxin remember it until now.
It was also because of that scene that he let Hei Ying enter the divine gate to teach him his powerful skills.
A person who is born to dare to kill is not the most terrifying person.
There are many brave people on the battlefield.
They hate war and also hate themselves with blood on their hands.
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But they must fight to survive.
The enemy must be killed.
People who like to kill are not scary.
Such people are often mentally perverted.
The more they like killing, the more they seek death.
When entering a battlefield or fighting with someone, you will often get carried away.
The truly terrible people are those who don't care about life and regard human life as a stone.
They analyze calmly and ignore others and even their own lives.
They don't care whether they can survive or how scared the other person is.
Killing a person is as guilt-free as picking a flower.
Such people are the calmest and most difficult opponents in battle, and Black Parrot is just born like this.
Life has no weight in his eyes, and he doesn't even care about his own life.
Because he doesn't care, because he has no feelings about killing, he is a born killer at this time.
My chest felt more and more stuffy, my breathing became more and more difficult, the scenery in front of me gradually became blurry, my ears buzzed, and my head was spinning, as if I couldn't stand up and fell down and would never wake up again.
The black parrot looked at me indifferently, then looked at his nails and sneered: "It seems that I am worrying too much.
You are not as powerful as I thought."
As soon as he finished speaking, my feet slipped and my body fell heavily to the ground
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