Chapter 0876 Unwilling and Tragic

Holyfield glanced back in his busy schedule, and seeing that Xiang Tianze was pinned down and unable to move, he was overjoyed, and hurriedly ran away as fast as he could.

It's just a pity... Before he ran a few steps away, his expression changed drastically... because he felt the tingling pain in his heart! That knife...had already pierced his heart!

That's too late!

Although Holyfield knew that at this time, as long as he ran a few hundred meters further, he would definitely be able to get out of Xiang Tianze's control and escape from the sky!

But the problem is...he really has no time! The knife in his belly had pierced into his heart at this moment.

It's just because his vitality is extremely strong, even if his heart is pierced, if he is not completely cut into two pieces, he may still be able to survive!

But...it has already reached this level, there is absolutely no way for him to run a few hundred meters away alive!

no! I can't die! Once I die... not only will my fame of Holyfield become a joke, but even... even my werewolf clan may become dust in history from now on, and will no longer exist up!

To live... No matter what, I must live!

Thinking of this, Holyfield's wolf eyes were already wide open, and they were as scary as two lanterns red!

Immediately afterwards, he gritted his teeth, swung the only wolf paw, and thrust it hard into his chest...

"ah--"

Originally, there was a knife cutting horizontally and vertically in his body, but now Holyfield used his own wolf claws to tear his chest open. The pain is unimaginable.

Holyfield roared angrily, and pulled the claws that had penetrated into the chest fiercely, and he actually cut himself open like this!

The bright red blood immediately gushed out like a fountain... This was not only caused by the fact that Holyfield tore his own chest, but mainly because his heart had been cut by the knife with a huge The gap in the heart caused the blood in the cardiovascular system to flow everywhere in his chest cavity like spring water. As soon as the stomach was cut open at this moment... the blood accumulated in the chest cavity suddenly splashed out uncontrollably!

Holyfield's claws trembled slightly and penetrated into his body, and grabbed the rusty fruit knife fiercely!

Thinking of his majestic generation of wolf kings, who were forced to this point today, and forced him to cut open his own stomach... Holyfield felt a fire in his chest that could not be vented, hated If you can't torture and kill that damned Oriental mutant ten thousand times, it's hard to get rid of this hatred in your heart!

But... it's finally coming to an end now! As long as he takes out the knife in his chest... he can completely resolve the crisis of death this time, and then... he just needs to escape to his own secret room and rest for a while. Chances are recoverable!

However... just when Holyfield saw that his fingers had already touched the handle of the fruit knife and was about to take it out of his body, he suddenly heard a "whoosh" coming from behind. " sound.

He subconsciously turned his head to look... and saw that it was the daggers carried by his two werewolves, which flew up from their bodies in such a strange way, and then went straight to him from left to right. Shooting from afar.

Holyfield grimaced... If it was just two daggers, he would not be afraid, because he could tell that they were just two ordinary daggers, and the speed and power of these daggers were obviously not very sufficient, but ... The way this dagger stabs is too weird, exactly the same as Xiang Tianze's strange stabbing method before, this is obviously Xiang Tianze's wanton killing move!

Since it was Xiang Tianze's killing move, Holyfield had to guard against it. He didn't even bother to take out the knife in his stomach first, and hurriedly took two steps to the side cautiously, avoiding the two knives. The attack trajectory of the dagger.

But then...he saw those two daggers, which followed his movement track, deflected their direction, and still shot at him at high speed, and looked at the direction the two knives were stabbing... ...It turned out to be aimed at his chest, the wound that was torn open just now. But the other... is still running towards his backyard chrysanthemum!

Now there is no doubt, to be able to use such a wretched way to attack... Then these two daggers must be Xiang Tianze's handwriting!

Holyfield was so angry that his whole body trembled, and he couldn't help but let out a mournful roar... He threw his body forward, and grabbed a dagger fiercely, and at the same time... kicked back suddenly with his hind legs, it turned out to be The moment another dagger was about to pierce into his ass, he kicked it right on the spot... with a "swoosh" it flew out far away!

But...Although Holyfield successfully blocked the attack of the two daggers, he didn't have even the slightest smile on his face. Instead, there was only a hint of despair on his face...

Because during this delay, the fruit knife that was drilled into his chest had completely cut his heart in half!

Bloody water was continuously gushing out from the wound on Holyfield's chest like a flood that opened the gate, and at the same time... from his backyard chrysanthemum, bloody water was also flowing out like running water!

Holyfield trembled all over his body and slowly turned around to look at Xiang Tianze who was still under the pressure of a dozen werewolves not far away. The only wolf paw pointed at him slightly, opened and closed his mouth, but did not say anything. Any sound, and then...he slowly, slowly fell backwards!

Until the last moment of his life, Holyfield still seemed a little reconciled, and still had an infinite nostalgia for the world, so that his soles were still firmly grasping the bluestone slabs on the ground, as if he was trying not to let his body The body fell down.

This caused... the movement of Holyfield's fall became extremely slow, as if it was a slow-motion scene in a movie! It brings out more and more the misery and desolation of the current generation of wolf kings...

It wasn't until Holyfield's body leaned back to a forty-five-degree angle that he could no longer resist the effect of the earth's gravity that he gradually accelerated the speed of the fall, and finally made a loud "bang" sound, and he The huge wolf body, weighing more than three hundred catties, fell so heavily on the bluestone slab that it shook the surrounding ground violently for a moment, and then slowly calmed down...