I Am Really Not The Great Demon King
Chapter 158
Li Siming stared at the fierce tiger in front of him. Seeing the fierce tiger''s face, he had become as heavy as water. He couldn''t help but say, "my move is called Rainbow phantom, which is a unique skill from the rainbow phantom knife."
"In addition, the silver fish scale long knife in my hand is also specially made for rainbow phantom knife."
"Whenever I use the unique skill of rainbow phantom sabre, my opponent will be confused by the rainbow light on my silver fish scale sabre, which makes it difficult for my opponent to distinguish the true from the false even if he is exploring his vitality."
"You should be careful not to be hit by my unique skill. My knife is very sharp."
The fierce tiger didn''t speak. When he heard Li Siming''s words, he just narrowed his eyes slightly. His eyes radiated a cold and bloodthirsty light. He snorted coldly. Then, beyond everyone''s expectation, he had already taken the initiative before Li Siming took the initiative.
At the foot of the fierce tiger, the vitality tide suddenly surged and spewed out. In an instant, his figure had been sent three feet away. The vitality tide was only four short spewing out. In an instant, the figure of the fierce tiger had appeared in front of Li Siming.
This time, Li Siming just stood quietly in place, his eyes wide open and bright, watching the violent tiger approaching rapidly, and then the silver long knife in his hand suddenly drew a not neat ring.
Outside the fighting platform and on the semi ring square, the young girls saw that at the moment when Li Siming drew the ring, his own body quietly changed the original position, raised his left foot and took a step towards his own left side.
At the moment when Li Siming had just stepped out, the figure of the violent tiger had arrived at a high speed.
The sharp claws in the tiger''s hands stabbed fiercely at this moment.
But what is unexpected is that the direction of the tiger''s hands and claws is not where Li Siming is now, but where Li Siming was before he moved.
The fierce tiger on the fighting platform didn''t seem to notice at this moment that Li Siming had changed his position at this moment.
The fierce tiger''s double claw attack passed Li Siming''s body just a short distance away.
The fierce tiger''s claws stabbed out. Seeing the sharp and ferocious claws and sharp blades, he instantly disappeared into Li Siming''s chest and throat. However, there was no sense of the truth that the sharp claws stabbed into the flesh and blood between his hands. What was uploaded from the fierce tiger''s claws was only empty without resistance.
Such a feeling will appear only after one claw stab is controlled.
The fierce tiger''s face suddenly changed, and at the moment when his face changed greatly, he saw Li Siming, who was stabbed in the throat and chest by his own claws, but mixed as if nothing had happened. Instead of bleeding, there was a mocking smile on his face.
In the moment when Li Siming''s face smiled, the wind was hunting, and a slender silver light suddenly cut from the side of the violent tiger.
In a hurry, he hurried to avoid, but he couldn''t dodge after all. He intuitively heard a stabbing pain on his right arm. Looking down, there was a palm sized blood mark on his right arm.
The other party actually cut off a large piece of flesh and blood on the right arm of the violent tiger in this moment.
Thinking of what Li Siming had said before, the fierce tiger couldn''t help but look ugly and murmured, "this is the rainbow phantom knife! Good, good!"
"Sure enough!"
"I''ll make you pay for it!"
Li Siming ignored the anger of the violent tiger. He just kept urging the silver long knife in his hand, running the unique skill of rainbow phantom knife, and constantly drawing one ring after another. At the interval of drawing the circle, Li Siming''s figure always closely followed the violent tiger in the eyes of the young girls under the stage.
Continue to attack the violent tiger.
On the battle platform, the violent tiger himself seemed to be imperceptible to Li Siming''s figure.
Every time Li Siming attacked, he didn''t cut off a knife. Only when he was close at hand and the blade wind hit the body, could the violent tiger feel it.
Almost in the twinkling of an eye, the violent tiger has fallen into the rhythm of being beaten passively. The previous scars on his body seem to have not healed yet, and he began to continuously add new scars.
Li Siming''s blade is as smooth as a spear. Every time the silver blade is cut off, it cuts a piece of flesh and blood off the tiger, marks a deep mark and stabs a deep blood hole.
In a twinkling of an eye, the appearance of the violent Tiger now is even more embarrassed than the duel with the shadow iron guard before. The wound is even more shocking and terrible.
Later, the tiger seemed to find himself unable to resist. Li Siming kept hiding in the shadow and the raid of silver long knife.
The fierce tiger began to try his best to run his unique skill, tried his best to escape behind him, and no longer expected to resist Li Siming''s crazy attack.
However, in the eyes of the young girls in douzhantai mountain, the violent tiger is almost in the trap. At the position where the violent tiger fled, Li Siming has been like a murderous God in the shadow, waiting silently.
The violent tiger just appeared at the target position, and it was too late to breathe. The young girls saw Li Siming standing quietly behind the violent tiger like a soul seducer. At this time, they had quietly pulled out their own silver long knife again. The surging strength in his body rushed into his hands and finally condensed in the silver long knife.
The knife was as light as snow. This time, Li Siming''s long knife stabbed behind the fierce tiger quietly without the slightest wind. It didn''t accelerate until it was close at hand. It fell down in an instant in the sharp sound of breaking the air.
It was not until the sound of the wind breaking through the air that the violent tiger suddenly noticed, but it was too late. Until he realized that he wanted to respond, the bright silver blade had disappeared into his left shoulder.
Until this time, the body of the violent tiger began to gallop forward to avoid.
But it''s too late.
At the moment when the body of the violent tiger rushed out quickly, a blood light suddenly shot out from his left shoulder and waved on the battle platform like a blood flag.
While the blood flag was waving, he protected his left shoulder. After a numbness, there was a sharp pain in his heart, and his left arm, somehow, lost his intuition in a twinkling of an eye.
The fierce tiger found that his left arm had not even a tingling until now.
This feeling is completely incredible!
When the fierce tiger ran, he couldn''t help reaching out his right hand and stroking his left arm. Then when his right hand fell, his face suddenly became as white as paper.
Because he didn''t touch his left arm at all, his right hand directly touched his left rib, and his whole left arm disappeared!
"Is it......" the tiger whispered in a sad voice.
Then he heard Li Siming''s ethereal voice behind him. Li Siming''s voice was full of confidence and pleasure. He said, "it''s not true, but the fact. In fact, you don''t have your left arm now. Your left arm has been cut off by my yuan soldiers in the raid I just made!"
"Ha ha, how, surprised or not surprised?"
"Believe me, I have prepared a bigger surprise for you, waiting for you to collect it!"
While talking, Li Siming, with a slight pick under his feet, had lifted the whole left arm of the violent tiger cut off by him into the air. Immediately after him, the silver long knife in his hand flashed, the long knife danced like a group of snakes, and the knife light flew like a competitive exercise. Countless knife lights strangled the left arm of the violent tiger.
The abnormal sound of chucking sounds one after another.
At the moment when the violent tiger couldn''t help looking back at his broken arm, the violent tiger only saw that his broken arm was like rotten wood. The sharp blade of Li Siming was like autumn wind sweeping away fallen leaves. It was instantly cut into countless pieces and scattered to the ground. It could never be restored!
Violent tiger''s left arm can''t be restored, which seems to be what Li Siming wants.
Seeing the violent tiger turn his head, Li Siming finally appeared, smiled at the violent tiger, showed a cruel expression on his face, and said, "last time, the shadow Iron Guard said that your right arm was cut off, but you took back your right arm and connected it to yourself again."
"This time, I won''t make the same mistake. In this war, no matter the outcome, you don''t want to take back your left arm and leave the fighting platform unharmed."
Hearing Li Siming''s words, the pupils of the tiger''s eyes could not help contracting and trembling. After a long time, he said in a hoarse voice: "good, your great kindness, I will remember it well."
"Soon, I will repay you as soon as possible!"
Li Siming didn''t care about the threat of the violent tiger. He saw the silver long knife in his hand suddenly tremble. With the blessing of rainbow phantom knife, he drew a silver ring in the air again.
As soon as the silver ring appeared, Li Siming''s figure disappeared strangely in front of the violent tiger again. The fierce tiger only heard Li Siming, who lost his figure. He was ethereal and did not distinguish the direction. On the battle platform, he sounded faintly: "your threat is meaningless!"
"Your anger is only the incompetent rage of the weak!"
"If you want to revenge me, you''d better find out where I am first."
Just after Li Siming''s last words fell, a shocking bloody scar had been added to the right leg of the violent tiger.
What''s more shocking is that this scar is located in the same position as the scar of the shadow Iron Guard suffered by the violent tiger before.
Many young girls thought that this scar was just an accident.
But then, the fact told them that it was not an accident.
Li Siming took aim at the old wound of the violent tiger attacked by the shadow iron guard every time he attacked.
Legs, joints, and even the left chest through which the tiger was once pierced by a sharp blade hole.