Don’t get me wrong, immortals are all simple and unpretentious!

"Done! Fortunately, these men in black are not very smart!" Li Wudao secretly rejoiced as he rushed a hundred meters in one breath.

However, the slap in the face caught people off guard, "Swish, swish, swish..." Ten black shadows arrived in the blink of an eye, forming a "one" character, directly blocking Li Daxian's path.

"Everyone, I'm really just a soy sauce guy." Li Wudao twitched the corner of his mouth and slowly touched his waist with his right hand.

The man in black didn't answer, looked at Li Wudao with blank eyes, and grasped the handle of the knife in unison.

"In that case, don't blame me for splattering everyone's blood!"

Li Wudao uttered nonsense. He had no intention of running away, otherwise there would be no need for him to grab Fan Tong's belt when Zuo Dao and Fan Tong passed by.

The same was true in front of him. He pretended to run away, just to find a way to sneak into the slaughterhouse without seeing blood. After all, the outfit was not cheap.

With a cold look in his eyes, Li Wudao took a kitchen knife in his hand and rushed towards the nearest man in black.

The man in black imitated Li Wudao's movements, also pulled out the ghost-headed sword, and quickly reached the attack range. Li Wudao threw away his arm and made a side cut on the opponent's chest. The man in black followed the same pattern and also made a side cut.

Li Dashian's eyes lit up. When Zuo Dao was confronting the man in black just now, he was not idle and looked at it very seriously.

As he expected, these lifeless men in black could only imitate their opponents' attacks. In other words, they became stronger when they were strong and weak when they were weak.

But their strength is that they are not afraid of death, they trade injuries for injuries, and they fight for their lives!

It is impossible for normal people to attack each other with them, so they are restrained in every way. But unfortunately, they met him, Li Wudao, who hurt each other, the little masters. Let's change, who is afraid of whom!

"Shh!"

"Shh!"

Two bloody arrows shot out at the same time, and a long and narrow wound appeared on Li Wudao's body, diagonally extending from his chest to his lower abdomen, and the skin and flesh were turned out.

Just like looking into a mirror, the man in black opposite him did the same, and neither party made a single groan. Li Wudao was used to it, and as for the man in black, he seemed to be unconscious.

This made Li Wudao even more certain that these men in black were not normal people, or they did not look like living people at all.

"Then come on!" Li Wudao gritted his teeth, and the big kitchen knife flew up and down in an unorganized manner, blood splattered everywhere, and the man in black also chopped in an unorganized manner...

After ten breaths, Li Wudao stopped moving. His chest was already covered in mud, and his internal organs were scattered on the floor.

The same was true for the man in black who was slashing at him. Both sides stopped moving and just looked at each other. Suddenly, Li Wudao saw a trace of fluctuation in the empty eyes of the man in black. He slowly pulled off the black mask. The man in black suddenly fell to the ground.

Li Wudao did not fall. He was stunned in place. If he read correctly, the last words spoken by the man in black were two words: "Thank you..."

What do you want to thank yourself for? Kill him? How appalling this is.

Leaning down, there was no need to check the other person's heart. The other person's heart had already been broken. He checked his breathing and found that the other person was really dead.

Li Wudao had no sense of victory. Everything stemmed from the words "Thank you!" It could be seen from the exposed skin of the men in black that they must have experienced inhuman torture.

Death may be the real relief, because there is a vague smile hanging on the corner of the other party's mouth.

Closing the opponent's eyes, Li Wudao looked at the remaining nine men in black. The nine men in black showed no reaction and still maintained their posture of holding the handle of the knife.

"It's been a long time since I've seen you..."

Li Wudao complained, and instead of rushing to take action, he rummaged carefully on the ground.

"This is my stomach...well, this intestine should also be mine...eh...what is this? It seems to be a kidney..."

Except for the heart, which was still in the chest and covered with a layer of mysterious purple Tao Yun around it, almost all the other organs fell out. Li Wudao didn't have the patience to sort it out carefully and stuffed most of his own organs into his stomach. As for whether he could tell them apart. If it's clear, forget it. If it's mixed up, it's inappropriate.

After doing all this, the previous wound has basically healed. "It seems that the recovery speed has reached a new level!"

Li Wudao's eyes flashed with excitement for the first time. He picked up the already curled kitchen knife, stood up slowly, and looked directly at the second man in black.

The man in black finally made a move, and this time the ones fighting him turned out to be two men in black.

Li Wudao narrowed his eyes. When Zuodao was facing off against the man in black, the opponent directly attacked all ten men. But when he took action, only one man in black made a move. After the man in black died, the opponent Two people were dispatched, and he vaguely seemed to understand something.

These men in black instinctively adjust the number of combatants based on the opponent's strength.

In other words, in the original judgment, a man in black could defeat him, but in the end he died in his own hands, so there were two men in black facing him at this moment.

He didn't know what these men in black used to make their judgments, but Li Wudao believed in his analysis, which was accurate.

Facts have proved that Li Wudao was right.

After a bloody exchange, the two men in black fell down with smiles on their faces. After Li Wudao successfully received two silent "thanks", he packed up the "parts" he had dropped and faced the three men in black directly.

"Shhhhh..."

This time Li Daxian couldn't stand either, and was cut off by Lazy Yao, but the three men in black had already returned to the west.

Working together with his upper and lower body, Li Wudao finally picked himself up. At the moment of docking, it seemed as if the best adhesive was applied. Li Daxian got up and moved around, and also did the eighth set of broadcast gymnastics.

This kitchen knife I got from the tailor shop is completely useless. The ghost head knife of the man in black is of better quality.

Li Wudao held a ghost-headed sword in his left and right hands, and slowly walked towards the four men in black who had already formed a formation. Since the healing speed is so fast, don't make it so bloody.

Hands on! The knife falls!

The head of a man in black flew out. Before he could take off his mask, he said to Li Wudao, "Thank you..."

Li Wudao's head also flew out, but the movement of his hand did not stop at all, and he chopped off the head of another man in black.

The remaining two men in black were wiped out by the ghost head sword at the same time, because there was nothing on Li Dashian's neck.

But they didn't care at all and continued to sweep mechanically.

With just four cuts, four heads rolled to the ground. Li Wudao stood with his arms folded, holding a bloody ghost-head knife in each hand. Not far away, the heads sighed, "Alas!"

The picture is indescribably weird...