Sure enough, the two men spoke with strange and stiff accents.
"I have said before that a bomb cannot kill him. With his strength, he already has an instinctive sense of danger."
"We still have to do what the lady ordered us to do. Boy, to be honest, you might as well be blown to death. In our hands, you will still be torn into pieces."
Su Mo stood up slowly, his expression unchanged, and Su Weiyu couldn't help but admire him. No matter the sea was flowing, this man would never fall into panic.
"Boy, there's no need to talk nonsense. You know why we came here. If we kill people we shouldn't kill, your life is no longer yours."
Su Weiyu felt even worse. If it hadn't been for her, Su Mo would not have gone to the boxing ring, nor would he have killed Hu Benzhiqiang, nor would he have faced the current pursuit.
Su Mo smiled and said, "Hu Benzhiqiang must be very happy that you can come. He has someone to keep him company. It feels uncomfortable to die alone in a foreign country."
"How did you manage to speak so arrogantly when you were about to die?"
The two Japanese men had cold faces and pressed their bodies down at the same time, as if they had turned into ferocious beasts in an instant, ready to pounce at any time and bite the enemy's throat.
Su Weiyu blurted out, "Isn't your Japanese country the most particular about the spirit of samurai? Su Mo is injured now, and you two have to take action at the same time..."
"No, you are the same two people. Moreover, this is not a martial arts competition. Since we are here and want his life, we will naturally attack at the same time."
"Do you really think they can talk about the spirit of Bushido? They are a humble race in their bones and blood. They will always only focus on maximizing interests. It's better to join them together to save a waste of time."
Su Weiyu could always smell the strong smell of blood. She knew better than anyone else that Su Mo was injured one after another and the situation was definitely not optimistic. "How about you go..."
"Why are you still saying stupid things? With love Gu, what happens to you is no different than what happens to me. Besides, since I'm on Chinese soil, will I still be afraid of those two clowns?"
The two men lowered their bodies again, and the next moment, they stepped forward with a bang, accumulating strength. Under the night, their speed was extremely fast, like two ghosts knocking on the door.
Su Mo did not retreat but advanced, charging towards the two people who were full of pressure.
At this moment, Su Weiyu was so surprised that she covered her mouth and almost screamed. She saw clearly that there was an obvious trauma on Su Mo's back, which was filled with debris that flew out after the vehicle exploded.
No wonder Su Mo's body was stiff when the two stood up, and he could smell the strong smell of blood all the time. How could the situation be optimistic when facing two top killers with a seriously injured body?
"Choke!"
The two of them drew their swords almost at the same time. Even if Su Weiyu was a little further away, she could still feel the awe-inspiring murderous aura. Su Mo was at the center of the attack, and the girl could not even imagine the pressure he faced.
"Buzz!"
One sword cuts horizontally, the other cuts vertically.
Under the night, like a death cross, Su Mo's speed surged against the trend, and he got close before the swords and lights were completely intertwined.
One inch long, one inch strong. With bare hands, if you want to defeat the Japanese sword, you can only fight for your life.
The two of them seemed to have expected that Su Mo would do this. They pulled back their left hands at the same time, "Clang", and the Japanese swords on their backs were unsheathed in response. One was long and the other was short. They blocked Su Mo's forward route first, and then followed. , the short knife struck Su Mo's legs from left to right.
If he were at his peak, Su Mo would definitely continue to attack and use offense instead of defense!
The time for rebirth is too short. The memories of several lives are there, and the vision is there, but the physical fitness cannot keep up, especially when injured, which limits the overall shots. ,
Su Mo was forced to choose defense. "Dang", he hit the long knives with his curved fingers and ran away violently. The two bodies shook. Su Mo pressed his hands down and pointed like knives, lightning attacking the wrists of the two holding the short knives. .
There seemed to be little difference in speed. If the two Japanese men dared to take a gamble, they might have a chance to hit Su Mo's legs first. However, there was wind and thunder in Su Mo's chest, and the force in his hands was so strong that he could hit Su Mo's legs first. It is unimaginable that if they are hit, their left hands will have to be cultivated for a long time, even if they are not destroyed on the spot.
With all the advantages, the two of them did not want to pay the price of injury, so they retreated together to avoid the edge for the time being.
Just as Su Mo was about to give chase, he felt severe pain in his back. His body was somewhat stagnant, and he helplessly watched as he missed the opportunity.
The incomparably charming Su Weiyu's eyes were moistened unconsciously. She could see clearly that there was blood flowing in a straight line at the wound just now. If it had been anyone else, let alone fighting against the odds, it would have been difficult to stand still.
When facing Qiao Long and Love Gu, Su Weiyu once prayed, if the gods and Buddhas have spirits, please save your Su Weiyu!
At this moment, Su Weiyu, who had no choice but to pray to the sky again, hoped for a turning point.
Unfortunately, the gods and Buddhas were silent, only the roars of the two Japanese men shook the world, and the two swords intertwined and attacked again.
Su Mo dodged ten moves in a row and slowed down again. "Bang", the heart was hit by the hilt of the knife, and the heart-breaking pain spread. If the energy hadn't wandered away to protect the heart veins, at this time, the entire heart would have been hit. It might burst.
He took a few steps back, and there was red blood flowing out of the corner of his mouth.
The two killers were not in a hurry, they stabilized themselves, held their knives, and lowered their bodies again.
"You are a respectable opponent, but it's a pity that you shouldn't have killed Hu Sang. That's the end of it."
"You two are quite capable, but you have no choice but to be too dark-hearted to be a good opponent. Indeed, when it's time to end, Hu Benzhiqiang is waiting for you in a hurry."
"Heh, sure enough, there is an old saying in China: A duck with a tough mouth is talking about you, kid."
"Don't give him any chance, take action and kill!"
The two of them exerted their strength, rushed forward, and closed the distance at an extremely fast speed. Su Mo held up his right hand, and what people never expected was that he neither attacked nor defended, but struck the vital position of his heart with his palm.
Su Weiyu was stunned. She had been hit by the handle of the knife just now. If Su Mo hit her again, wouldn't it add to the injury?
"puff!"
Su Mo became ruthless and started to kill himself, causing blood to spurt out.
The two Japanese men couldn't understand it. Could it be that knowing that they were going to die, they accepted their fate and committed suicide directly?
The next moment, there was a vast death aura surrounding Su Mo's body. His originally handsome face had looming blood vessels, which looked extremely strange and terrifying.
"When the gods and Buddhas are powerless, then you would rather go into the deceitful path and try to kill me. You are not worthy!"
Although Su Mo's voice was hoarse, it was ringing, and the surrounding temperature dropped crazily as the words fell.
If it is said that when the six yins are locked in anger and the seven yangs shine alone, the body is like a furnace reaching the sky, as if the gods are in the body, at this time, Su Mo is like carrying ten thousand years of ice on his back, entering the deceitful path alone, and achieving success, the ghost king appears in the world... ...
