Chapter 1085: No Way to Reverse the Situation

The flat-headed youth widened his eyes in fear, then fell to the ground with a plop, twitching all over and then stopped moving.

The last thing he saw was the shadow of Canshou and his cold eyes.

"Your knife is very fast!"

Seeing his five companions being cut in the throat in an instant, Yindao couldn't help but twitch his mouth, and his lonely expression became a little more serious: "At least it's not missing for me."

He didn't care about the death of the flat-headed youth and others. For Yindao, the dead have no value, and being sad for them will only disturb his mind.

Compared with being indignant, Yindao hopes to remain calm and kill Canshou to avenge them.

At this moment, Canshou shook his wrist to shake off the blood on the blade, and then looked at the other party and said lightly:

"Don't talk nonsense, do it, tonight only one of you and me will be alive."

Yindao laughed: "That person must be me." He didn't even bother to ask about the other party's origin, let alone verify whether he was Ye Tianlong's man.

He only knew that no matter what Canshou's background was, he had to step on his body to see Ye Tianlong who he wanted to kill.

The four looked at each other, locked eyes, revealing admiration and murderous intent. Both sides saw each other's shadow, but they knew that their positions were destined to be a life-and-death battle.

"Bang!"

At this moment, a piece of debris suddenly fell from the commercial vehicle with a broken sunroof, hitting the ground with a crisp sound.

It was this movement that caused the two people in confrontation to riot instantly, and they all bared their fangs and rushed towards each other.

"Bang!"

Without probing or fancy moves, both sides swung their knives at the fastest speed, and the two knives collided in mid-air, making a crisp sound.

A brute force surged to each other's arms, and the two people immediately bounced away like being electrocuted.

Canshou's body did a beautiful backflip and landed on the ground smoothly, with a glimmer of interest in his eyes.

The power of Yindao was a little beyond Canshou's imagination.

Yindao's feet rubbed two black marks on the ground, and the soles of his shoes were almost worn out, which shows how powerful the two people were.

Then, the legs were trembling slightly, and the hand holding the knife was also trembling. The look in his eyes was still excited, but there was a hint of solemnity.

Wasn't the power of Canshou shocking him?

"Swoosh!"

Without stopping, Canshou moved his feet, and his whole body suddenly sank forward. His feet exerted force instantly, and he shot out like a sharp arrow.

"Bang!"

At a distance of ten meters, Canshou appeared in front of Yindao the next moment he leaned forward. The leaf knife turned and cut towards Yindao's neck.

Yindao's face changed slightly, and he raised his right hand. The two knives collided. With a dull sound, Yindao's body retreated seven steps in a row.

Every step back would leave a footprint on the ground.

"Dangdangdang!"

Canshou did not miss this opportunity, chasing Yindao's body and sticking to it, and the leaf knife slashed out continuously like flowing water.

Yindao's eyes flashed again, and he roared, and the sharp weapon in his hand also blocked it horizontally, his wrist trembling, and his speed was no less than Canshou.

"Dangdangdang..."

A series of crisp collision sounds spread almost at the same time, and it even sounded as if there was only one sound.

Because the dozen collision sounds overlapped and exploded.

The two figures kept colliding and entangled on the road. The two sides moved more than 50 meters before finally separating at the door of an alley.

After separating, Canshou did not continue to attack. He wiped off the blood on his shoulder and nodded: "You are very strong, but you must die tonight."

The silver knife smiled faintly: "I know that one of you and I will die tonight."

The canshou sighed lightly: "I admire you very much. Do you have any last words to say? Maybe I can do it for you."

The silver knife looked down at the wound on his chest cut by the other party, and his lonely and melancholy expression had a smile: "Can you believe it?"

The canshou nodded: "Yes!"

"If I die tonight, help me send the silver knife to her and tell her that she doesn't have to wait for me anymore."

The silver knife said faintly: "Her name is Du Yiqian, she runs a flower shop in Hong Kong City, 1st floor, 111 Causeway Bay, Angel Garden."

Canshou nodded: "Okay, I remember. If you die, I will definitely send your knife to her."

Yindao raised a smile: "Thank you, you are a respectable opponent. If you die, is there anything I can do for you?"

"No!"

Canshou replied directly: "If I die, you will be killed by my brothers, and my family will be taken care of by them."

Yindao had a trace of envy on his face: "It seems that you have a group of good brothers."

Canshou sighed: "It seems that you only have one good master."

"Do it."

Yindao showed a trace of self-mockery: "When you are in the rivers and lakes, there are always things that are not satisfactory."

"Swoosh!"

After saying that, Yindao moved his feet and suddenly rushed towards Canshou.

This time, Yindao attacked with all his strength, and his body was also very high. When he rushed towards Canshou, Canshou felt like a mountain was hitting him.

"Swoosh!"

Arriving in front of Canshou, Yindao waved his right hand. It was simple, but there was a domineering momentum bursting out, which made people feel a strong killing intent.

The crippled hand looked at the silver knife sweeping across and suddenly blocked it with a knife, his movements were as fast as lightning.

"Dangdangdang~~"

The sharp weapon kept hitting and grazing the bodies of the two people who were approaching each other quickly, and blood kept blooming between them.

But the eyes of the two people still did not retreat, cold and sharp.

Then, the arms of the two men holding knives were knocked off by each other at the same time.

"Bang!"

Yin Dao swung the knife in a circle, raised it up and swung it fiercely, aiming at Can Shou's neck and slashing it down. Can Shou blocked it with a knife and elbowed Yin Dao's arm.

Yin Dao instinctively wanted to defend against Can Shou's elbow, but suddenly his body trembled and most of his strength was dissipated.

His face changed drastically, but he was already powerless to save the situation.

"Bang!"

It was at this gap that Can Shou hit Yin Dao's arm with great force.

"Dang!"

The knife slipped out of his hand, almost sticking to Can Shou's hair, and shot into a tree, making a 'buzzing' sound that was endless.

And Can Shou did not put the knife away and chopped again, but directly punched Yin Dao in the heart. Although it was only an inch away, the power was amazing.

The next second, Can Shou kicked out, and Yin Dao groaned, and was bounced out by the huge force and hit a wall hard.

"Boom!"

Yin Dao smashed an old wall, and fell down amidst the splashing dust and dirt. He was in great pain, as if he was falling apart.

There was a deep depression on Yin Dao's chest, and the six wounds on his body were like springs, with blood flowing out.

"Hmm!"

He breathed in big gulps, each one shorter and faster than the last, and his pupils began to become astigmatized.

Yin Dao was no longer able to breathe.