The pig-killing knife is one inch long and one palm wide.

The blade has a full curve and roundness, but the stains on the surface have never been wiped clean over the years, and it seems that they can never be wiped clean.

The moment Zhang Xiaodao raised his hand, the Pig Killing Dao made a buzzing sound.

This time, Zhang Xiaodao did not use the energy from his body to pour it into it, because he had tried it a long time ago, and the energy could not be poured into the Pig Killing Knife. Pig Knife is so ordinary, but whenever life and death are to be divided, Zhang Xiaodao is still used to using the Pig Killing Knife to make a final break.

But today is a little different. True energy was poured into his body. When he raised the blade between the lightning, a wisp of true energy was poured into the pig-killing knife.

The dirt on the blade's surface began to be faintly transparent, but it was still impossible to see its surface. It was just a sharp feeling that seemed to be able to cut through the space.

The sharpness is an extremely dangerous smell for the high priest.

This smell was very similar to the smell of Asceticism when he attacked him. He instinctively sensed the crisis and pulled his palm away from Zhang Xiaodao's head, giving up half of his body!

With the length of the Pig Killing Sword, this half of the body position had been enough to avoid this sharp sword, but because this feeling was too dangerous, the high priest actually consumed his bloodline at this moment and turned it into a blood mist that gushed out from his body.

The blood mist has not yet spewed out an inch away, and the Pig Killing Knife has arrived!

This time, the pig-killing knife and the blood mist did not make an unpleasant and sharp friction sound, but instead cut the blood mist easily like cutting tofu.

But even so, the Pig Killing Knife could not touch the High Priest, not only because of his length, but also because of Zhang Xiaodao's swaying the knife this time was extremely awkward.

He was already pressed by the high priest on the back. At this time, he used a knife to cut him in the direction of his back. It was impossible for him to exert all the force on the bones and joints that connected his shoulders and arms, unless he twisted his arm.

But at this moment, he not only twisted his arm, but also broke the tendons, veins and blood vessels in his flesh!

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It was just that the Pig Killing Knife did not touch the corner of the High Priest's clothes. This was not within his expectations.

The high priest smiled grimly, and as the cold light in front of him passed by, his heart was already at peace.

Zhang Xiaodao suddenly turned his body over because of the huge power of swinging his arms. At this moment, he was self-destructive and did not touch a hair of the high priest. He also had to watch the high priest kill him.

Zhang Xiaodao sighed helplessly. He watched his arm holding the knife with excessive force to tear all the muscles and bones on his shoulders. He flew to the ground and made a crackling sound.

Thick blood began to flow out from his shoulders and from the huge wounds on his arms.

The high priest stood up straight, resisted the urge to slap Zhang Xiaodao directly to death with one palm, and raised his hand to continue the unfinished assumption of bold spiritual fusion.

Zhang Xiaodao did not struggle. At this time, he had used all his methods and it was not unexpected to die here.

Unexpectedly, the high priest's face froze after raising his hand!

At two-thirds of his arm from his shoulders, his clothes suddenly burst, and a bloodline appeared on the thick pen. Then two-thirds below fell, and there was no time to spray a drop of blood. It was like a big radish cut off from the air and fell to the ground and bounced slightly.

The high priest's already confident face appeared unprecedented fear.

He only showed this expression in front of asceticism. The millions of believers in the Holy See would not have thought of it, nor would they dare to think that the cold ruling sacrifice with countless blood on their hands would appear.

In the blink of an eye, the clothes on his chest were silently cut, as if a sharp steel wire in the air had cut his body.

The bloodline appeared again, and the skin and flesh burst out, and the mouth was opened ferociously.

His other arm fell and spurted blood after falling to the ground, which was almost the same as the length of the other broken arm!

However, it was only a matter of time for the high priest to reply, but the hole in his chest was getting bigger and bigger, and Zhang Xiaodao had already seen his internal organs.

The high priest's internal organs were naturally not good-looking, but Zhang Xiaodao liked the bright red bloodline very much. He knew that this was the pig-killing knife and penetrated into the high priest's body with one blow, but this was not enough, and the high priest was still not dead.

Zhang Xiaodao hoped that the high priest would die, so when the high priest's face was extremely exciting, he supported his body with his remaining arm and suddenly disappeared in front of the high priest's position.

The high priest ruled that he did not move, and he didn't even feel any pain, but he was afraid that after he took a step, he would separate the body by using the bloodline as the division point.

The only thing he could do was to keep falling into the realm, take out more energy in his body to stimulate his magical powers, and use a large amount of blood to make up for the internal organs that were seriously traumatized.

At this time, Zhang Xiaodao had already come to him with an arm.

Zhang Xiaodao's expression was very plain, and he also lamented that he was lucky enough to survive and had the opportunity to kill the Holy See's high priest, so he inserted his broken arm into his shoulder without any hesitation.

At this time, his shoulder had already spread, and the wound on his broken arm began to spread red. He would connect his arm like he was metal, raise his pig's knife, and a crisp sound came to the front of the high priest of the judging.

But now there is no trace of true energy in Zhang Xiaodao's body, so the Pig Killing Sword has no change, and it is difficult for the Pig Killing Sword to cut through the blood mist on the body of the High Priest without change.

But now, the high priest of the ruling is no longer the high priest of the ruling that was a moment ago. He was cut across the upper body by the pig-killing knife poured into the true essence, and the internal organs of the body were seriously damaged. In order to save his life, he continued to decline and used the only remaining energy in his body to make up for the wound.

Therefore, even though the blood mist is still blood mist, it is no longer powerful.

The pig-killing sword rubbed the blood mist and came to the high priest's eyes with all his strength.

The high priest's eyes glared angrily, and the blood mist blew away, forming a barrier in front of him. This was completely a way to repair the bribe. If the east wall was removed, the west wall would naturally be missing!

Zhang Xiaodao flipped the Pig Killing Knife, and he wanted to strike the High Priest again in the shortest time, so even though his wrist did not have time to aim the blade at the High Priest's face, he still slapped it with the knife face.

A crisp sound of "bang!" was accompanied by the sound of bone bursting.

The right face of the high priest, who was slapped on the right, was slapped by the greasy knife face of the pig's knife. The cheekbones under the corners of his eyes were completely shattered, and the big teeth in the air flew out with bloodshot as his mouth opened. His whole body fell to the left, and the terrifying wound on his chest was torn apart under such pulling, making an unpleasant sound.
Chapter completed!