Kuaixing felt that the sweat on his head was flowing down like money, moistening his handsome cheeks, and he withdrew the double knife in his hand, "That...... This...... Don't count, we, re-compare?"

"OK, OK!" Masaki put away the gun, put his hands up, and made a helpless gesture.

Because he miscalculated the length of the gun in his hand, he missed chess, and he will not be wrong again this time!

Kuaixing slowly retreated, suddenly turned to the left, kicked the ground with his right foot, and the whole person turned around again and rushed towards Masaki.

The double knives in his hand are inserted from both sides of Zhengji's body, this is a very neat way to kill, but it will not kill with one knife, the double knives stab the heart from two oblique directions, which will make a person still have a few minutes of consciousness and feel that his life is slowly fading.

It is undeniable that Kuaixing's degree is indeed fast enough, and even Zhengji is dazzled, but Zhengji is holding the idea that this Kuaixing will never die with him, and the m5oo in his hand is pointed directly at Kuaixing's head, giving up defense, and at the moment when he is inserted by his double knife, he can also guarantee to take off one of Kuaixing's heads from the top of his head.

History seems to be repeating itself, Masaki and Kuaixing, placed like two sculptures, Masaki stands straight, with a gun pointed at Kuaixing's head, and Kuaixing is half-squatting, trying to take advantage of the angle to send the double knife into Masaki's heart, but every time when it is about to be inserted at the end, the pistol with a surprisingly long barrel in Masaki's hand has been pointed at his head.

Kuaixing felt his scalp tingle for a while, and shouted angrily, "How can you be so desperate!

"That's no way...... "Masaki tilted his head, "I don't think I'm as good as you, do I want to compete with you?" At the same time, he said silently in his heart, "Anyway, even if I get stabbed in this body, it will be fine." ”

Kuaixing felt like he was choked by an egg, and he was completely speechless to the Zen descendant in front of him, when he was in the Tibetan Tantra, who couldn't win the other party, at least verbally, he was able to say that he was not in a good state for diarrhea today, and he was embarrassed that his aunt was here today, and the person in front of him directly admitted that he couldn't compare to himself, so he used some rogue tricks, which made Kuaixing a little helpless.

"It's better to be like this......" Masaki had an idea, "Let's use the ancient dueling method, go out with our backs to each other, count one, two, three, you turn around and throw your throwing knife, I'll shoot my gun, just see who reacts fast in this short time!!"

Kuaixing's spirit moved, this idea is good, as long as one, two, three passes, his degree can definitely be faster than this Zen heir, turn around and throw out the flying knife, this stunt he has also practiced, I believe that before the political discipline shoots, the flying knife will be shot into his eyebrows!

"Okay! let's do it!" the two of them clapped their hands and withdrew their weapons, and Masaki put the pistol back in his jacket pocket, a gesture that reassured Kuaixing a little, and the two stood back to back, their eyes level.

"Now let's go. "Masaki and Kuaixing are moving in opposite directions.

"One!" shouted Masaki.

"Whoosh!whoosh!" Two sounds sounded immediately, and before Kuaixing could understand what was going on, he felt severe pain in his hands, and he couldn't hold the manganese alloy knife, and fell to the ground with a clatter.

"Two! three!" Just as he was about to turn around in horror, Masaki had already come from behind, and the knife in his hand slashed out at his back, "Bang!" and hit the back of the head with a bang, and Kuaixing fell down without snorting.

Masaki patted the dust on his hands and looked at Kuaixing, who was lying on the ground unconscious, "I'm not a child anymore, what kind of little tricks are I playing with you!

When he called "one", he turned around under the cover of the sound, and then the stones held in advance with both hands shot out, accurately hitting the numb points of Kuaixing's hands, making him lose the strength to hold the double knives in an instant, and then Masaki caught up from behind and stunned him, although it was not glorious enough, but this is a battle in itself, and it should be unscrupulous, otherwise wait until Kuaixing turns around and throws the flying knife, unless he himself is in the state of opening the writing wheel, otherwise the ghost will avoid the speed of the fast star itself is terrifying.

Masaki took off the Tibetan Earth Tantric Badge on Kuaixing's chest, as long as he didn't have this badge, even if he woke up again, he wouldn't be able to participate in the battle, and if the badge was taken away, it would be equivalent to death.

Solve one, Masaki just turned around and wanted to go down to see the void, a series of explosions on the beach below the island came immediately, it seems that the two are really hot, but if it continues like this, it will lead the rest of the Arhats over, Masaki pulled out his pistol and swept down the slope.

Cowherd and Jiekong don't know where to fight, it has completely turned into a quarrel and a fight, one is on this side of the island, his face was blown blue, and he scolded with a megaphone, "Your TM's Qinglong bullet is an inferior product that is not formed, there is no reasonable design, and a piece of shit is better than your thing!"

Then Jiekong was on another island, with scorched smoke coming out of his head, and if it weren't for the ceramic sandwich inside his clothes, which was fireproof and shockproof, maybe he would have been unclothed by now. Jiekong squatted on the ground, fiddling with a small mortar, aiming in the direction where the cowherd's voice came from, gently twisting a cannonball with his index finger and thumb, putting it in with a smile on his face, and muttering to himself, "A piece of shit is better than my weapon, right...... I want to see, you don't speak civilized and swearing, can you still be a god!?

With a "tom", the cannonball was fired.

"Damn! You don't dare to come out, don't you, you shrunken turtle! You dead faggot screw! You ......" The cowherd had a dirty and swollen face, lost a few teeth, held a megaphone, and continued to curse, when he suddenly heard a roar from far and near in the sky.

Boom! Dust and smoke were everywhere.

"Damn, you shameless ......" this was the last cry of the cowherd, and then he was covered by the soil layer that was blown up, and fainted weakly.

At the same time, the mobile phone in Masaki's hand lit up, and a non-existent appearance appeared on the screen, "Zen eight, how is the battle going now......?

"So far, I'm optimistic, I've settled two Arhats!"

When Masaki said this, he saw that the elders behind Wuxi showed some smiles after looking at each other for a minute, it was really difficult for these elders to show a righteous and serious appearance in normal times, but now, it seems that they can't hide their excited expressions.

"There are also three Arhats...... Zen Ba, don't underestimate the enemy, we are waiting for your good news!" Wuxi nodded, and then disappeared from the screen of his phone.

Masaki picked up the great white shark underwater pedal on the ground, rushed to the island where Jiekong was, and held the crumbling Jiekong, "What's going on...... Master of Empty Ringing...... Are you alright?"

"Just look at the way I look and know it's already very good!" Jiekong took it for granted, and was supported by Masaki and walked towards a big rock.

"Master of Void Training...... Can you still set foot on the Great White Shark?" Masaki could see that he was being reckless, but in fact he didn't even have the strength to stand up, so he had to rest.

"Let's take a break...... Store your strength to deal with the rest of the Arhats!" Jiekong leaned against the stone, the ground was all a mess left over from the battle with the Cowherd just now, scattered with white smoke pits, and the tide rushed up, flooding the hole that was blown out near the beach, and the bones were blistering.

At this time, Masanki saw another man in a white trench coat suddenly appear on the opposite island.

Tieshan stood on top of the island, staring at Masaki of another island no less than a hundred meters away, and then swept to the side, and what he could see was a mess.

Masaki looked at the Iron Mountain so far away from him, took out the m5oo in his arms, and aimed the pistol at the past, at a distance of nearly a hundred meters, not to mention the wind blowing through an island, Masaki wanted to hit the Iron Mountain so far away with a pistol, even if it was a sniper with considerable experience, it was unlikely to do it, but now Masaki calmly raised the pistol and pointed at the Iron Mountain from a distance.