Chapter 584

The people who were sitting and watching the battle couldn't help but stand up at this time, leaned forward, opened their mouths, and stared at Itoki's final blow.

Itoki, whose imposing manner and strength had reached the peak, finally moved the dagger in his hand. Under the already unimaginable speed, the dagger moved like the wind.

The wind cannot be seen or touched, it does not know where it comes from, and it does not know where it will die.

Although everyone knew that Itoki would make a move, when he actually made a move, it still gave people an unbelievable feeling, as if the knife appeared out of thin air.

Fast, fast people can't see how the knife was cut out at all. Even on the viewing platform, people couldn't help but let out a muffled groan, feeling chills all over their bodies, as if they had been stabbed, and even their face turned pale.

Although they didn't even see how Yidongmu made the knife, everyone couldn't help but have a picture in their minds, as if the next moment, Han Sen's head would rise with the wind, spraying blood in the wind.

When the wind blows, the sword has passed.

When you feel the wind, it's too late.

"Wind up chop!" Mr. Long yelled, his eyes widened as he stared at Itoki's knife.

It's just that no one was in the mood to listen to what he had to say, and all their thoughts and eyes were focused on Han Sen.

Everyone was waiting for the result. With the terrifying momentum and strength condensed from the 150-step self-sacrifice, coupled with this frightening and terrifying knife, they didn't know that Han Sen had to know how to resist.

retreat!

Apart from retreating, they couldn't think of how to block the knife.

But thinking of retreating, they thought of suddenly discovering, who in the world can retreat under such a knife?

I'm afraid the head had already been cut off before the toes were lifted.

Can't resist!

Everyone put themselves in the role of God B, and their faces turned pale, and they couldn't even see the knife clearly.

The wind is invisible, but the knife has form.

Han Sen didn't have a weapon in his hands. He clasped his palms together amidst the horror, like a Buddha holding a precept, and he didn't even look at the knife. He was calm and peaceful, which formed a strong contrast with Yidongmu's violent impact. , so that the people who watched were so uncomfortable that they almost vomited blood.

when!

But that unparalleled blow, that unparalleled blow, that final blow that sacrificed his life, was unexpectedly caught between the clasped palms.

In an instant, the storm stopped, the knife was still, and the extreme movement turned into extreme stillness. The picture seemed to be frozen in an instant, as if even time had stopped.

The incomparably brutal attack came to a complete standstill between those hands.

Everyone opened their mouths wide and stared at the frozen picture in a daze. They couldn't believe it, nor could they accept that the blow ended like this.

It was like a large truck sprinting at 200 yards per hour, and suddenly stopped in place without any warning. The feeling was too weird and unacceptable. Even the brakes had to rub against the ground. It's right to have long sparks.

Even if there is a wall in front of it, it will be smashed to pieces.

But there was nothing, it just stopped abruptly.

The point of the knife is only an inch away from God B's eyebrows, but this inch distance is already as close as a world away.

God B is like a buddha holding flowers, there is a heaven between his palms, this moment is eternity, even if the world is destroyed, his hands cannot be shaken by half.

It is unimaginable that there was no sound for a long time on the viewing platform, as if the brain could not react, and stared blankly at the two people who were still.

Yidongmu's hand holding the knife was already trembling, and this killing blow did not even break through the opponent's hands.

Assassin's way, if you don't succeed, you will be benevolent. This blow has exhausted all Yidongmu's possessions, but he didn't expect it to be the result. Yidongmu's fighting spirit instantly collapsed, his face was as pale as snow, his fingers trembled, and he stabbed with a knife. I can't hold it anymore.

With a move of his hands, Han Sen already took the dagger in his hand, held the blade and sent it back to Yidongmu: "I accept the style of this knife. This is the only knife in this world."

Yidongmu trembled, reached out to catch the dagger, and looked at Han Sen in front of him with a complicated expression.

The duel did not continue, and Han Sen directly withdrew from the virtual platform.

Seeing God B and Itoki leave one after another, although the battle platform has not yet decided the outcome of this battle, the outcome is already in everyone's hearts.

"I accept the style of this knife...I'm going to cry...It's a pity for Itoki..."

"There is only one sword in this life, this world, this place, Yidongmu deserves the reputation of the first sword, that sword is too strong, it is a pity that he met God B!"

"Since Shengyu, He Shengliang, the sorrow of this generation."

"Itoki doesn't cry, we will always support you, and in our hearts, you will always be the strongest assassin king."

"God B is still that God B."

...

Fang Mingquan heaved a sigh of relief, and said with some regret: "One knife cut off life and death, and Tianya is a passerby from now on. A duel, two legends, but never see each other again."

Hearing what Fang Mingquan said, everyone was a little sad, because the agreement between Yidongmu and Jinbi was in the first place, there would be no next battle, and this battle had come to an end.

"Mr. Long, what's your comment on this battle?" Fang Mingquan asked Mr. Long, who turned to the side.

"There is only one knife in this life, this world, this world." Mr. Long just repeated, then got up and left the virtual platform.

Almost everyone who watched this duel watched the video several times repeatedly, but no matter how many times they watched it, they still felt unfinished. After watching it over and over again, they couldn't stop.

"It's a pity, Itoki."

"Can you see this knife style again? I really want to see it again."

"The sad little prince."

"I'm willing to trade ten years of life for Itoki's chance to fight God B again."

"I accept the style of this knife. I'm really about to cry, God B is too cruel, he took away Yidongmu's soul."

...

After Fang Mingquan returned to the office, he sorted out the video of the battle. He didn't need to edit it at all. He just added a title and wrote an article at the end.

It's just that his article was not written to God B, but to Itoki.

"King of Assassins"

forever

There is only one knife in this world

See all the ruthless guests of a hundred years

Wei Yi's style is the most moving

Dedicated to Itoki, the King of Assassins forever in my heart.

In this battle, God B was rarely mentioned, and basically everyone was discussing Itoki. Although he failed to win, Itoki's style of sword has already touched everyone's hearts, and he was dubbed an assassin King's reputation.

As for God B, he has become an invincible god in people's minds, and he no longer has any interest in discussing it.