Half an hour into the battle, the gunfire has stopped. The rest is hand-to-hand combat, and the hot-blooded man is also vividly reflected in the next battle.

There are no scars on the man's body, no domineering, no injury, no noble, no blood, no man. Holding the machete tightly in his hand, his eyes were already red, and the slaughter* was getting deeper and deeper, so that he couldn't extricate himself.

Every person who fights is a person who has gone through life and death, and a person who has crawled through stumbling. Their survival* is stronger than anyone else, and they will become stronger under the oppression of death.

"How many did you kill with three knives?" Zhang Lang asked with a sneer, it is true that his strength is not as good as Zhu Deli, but his speed and ability can surpass Zhu Deli.

"Boss, what are you proud of! I've made it clear that you've only killed three people! And I'm a little more than you! "The first time he did a killing, a cautious Judley is now letting go a lot!

Zhang Lang didn't expect Zhu Deli to break out so strongly, and he was not the first time he killed someone. In addition to the excitement in my heart, there was only the slaughter* left, and my eyes were unconsciously red.

In the face of pairs of enemies, Zhang Lang also used them as targets to practice the Twelve. Only after experiencing the battle, people will grow very quickly.

The clothes on his body had long been torn, and several new wounds had been added. However, it is useless for Zhang Lang, the pain will be numb for a long time, and if you stop and your feet hurt, you will definitely lose!

After killing six people, Judley stood in place and gasped. Not only his eyes were red, but his whole body was stained red with blood. Everyone is as excited as a chicken blood, and the endless battle continues.

But Zhang Lang, who looked back at the afterimage, sighed, the ability of the psychic plus the newly learned twelve forms. It is difficult for the other party to even cut Zhang Lang's body, and the most important thing is that they can't see Zhang Lang's shadow.

I don't know if the twelve styles consume physical strength, and Zhang Lang didn't take a breath after so long. The number of people killed is naturally much more than himself, after all, the boss is not a normal person.

"Don't ...... you?"

"A duet, broken soul!" The powerful soul instantly strangled the other party's soul, and the whole person rolled his eyes and died.

Zhang Lang didn't want to fight the soul attack, which consumed his mental and physical strength very much. However, the other party is not a simple existence, and if you want to kill the other party instantly, you can only attack with a soul!

"You dare to kill my brother? You give me death! Suddenly, an uncle with blood all over his body and lumps of muscles raised his machete and came towards Zhang Lang to take his life.

I have been in contact with Liu Zhi's relatives several times, and their strength really cannot be underestimated. The wound on Zhang Lang's body is the testimony of their knife, and Zhu Deli was also slightly injured.

Their strength had obviously been trained, and their moves had naturally been taught by some masters. It's extremely vicious, and it's all about attacking people's deadly places, often killing with one hit!

Of the twelve styles practiced by Zhang Lang, the first four are shaving, instantaneous, broken, and living. Among them, Zhang Lang only mastered the method of shaving, and the degree of exercise was medium.

This move is mainly to shift shapes, quickly pull away or rush through. The disadvantage is that you need to store energy to be able to move at high speed.

The advantage is that it does not consume much physical strength and relies entirely on inertia to promote. So Zhang Lang didn't take a breath until he fought, and he still had a lot of physical strength, so there was no pressure at all to consume it!

The true meaning of shaving is about to be comprehended, and Zhang Lang slowly uses this battle to contact the next move! The Twelve Styles are simpler than the Six Paths, but if you cultivate them step by step, it is very cruel and difficult to the body.

Not only did he not hone his body to the point of being human, but he didn't let go of his spirit. If you don't understand the next move, then you can only stop moving forward.

For the understanding of instantaneousness, Zhang Lang has almost touched the threshold, not the concept of teleportation! Teleportation is too rebellious, and Zhang Lang can't guarantee that a person can teleport to the other side of the earth.

The moment that Zhang Lang comprehended was to accumulate all his breath in the dantian, so that his body was full of gas. As a result, the weight of your body is reduced, and you can completely float in the air.

Every time you teleport, you instantly release the breath in your body to act as a thruster. Once a person has lifted gravity and weight, a gust of wind can make a person fly thousands of meters away.

And Zhang Lang just wanted to control the breath in his body, condensing a mass and spraying it when he moved instantly. So as to reach a speed close to the speed of sound, which shocked Zhang Lang very much!

It is very dangerous to train your abilities on the battlefield, first, the ability to save your life is replaced, and second, the number of enemies is too large, and the advantage is temporarily occupied by the opponent.

Zhu Deli saw that Zhang Lang had been defending, and thought that he must be calculating something. Or develop some new abilities, that kid's ambition is too great!

"Twelve: Instant!"

Zhang Lang was instantly rushed to the body of a sturdy man, and quickly bounced the other party into the air. Zhang Lang also fell to the ground, spitting blood from his mouth and holding his old waist.

“！！！”

The people who were still fighting were dumbfounded, and they were directly shocked by Zhang Lang's new move! What is that kid playing? Directly catapult a person of more than 120 pounds a few hundred meters?

The most important thing is that he himself spits blood, why should he take out this kind of chicken rib ability to be embarrassed? But his speed himself can't even see a shadow, it is completely instantaneous.

"I'll go!" Zhu Deli came over to cover Zhang Lang, slowly got up and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth. I couldn't believe this speed, and I didn't even have time to reach the other party in the blink of an eye, and I bounced the other party away.

"Boss, you're killing a thousand enemies and losing eight hundred!" Zhu Deli said disdainfully, speed is invisible, but you can control such a high speed?

Zhang Lang also smiled embarrassedly, he was just about to find that he had already appeared in front of the other party before the time to blink, and he bounced the other party away.

It is necessary to grasp the shaving peace of mind in order to open the moment step by step. I can't control that high speed at all, and I can't even say that I can't even fly where I want to go.

Seeing Zhang Lang honestly, a group of people were also relieved. Who knew that madman would fly there again and bounce that hapless guy away. There is no time to defend against Zhang Lang's attack, and it is not a dream to reach you in an instant.

The second type does not have that ability to control for the time being, Zhang Lang tried to use the attack four styles! This four-style is more difficult than the front speed and defense, and Zhang Lang can't figure it out until now.

The four types of attack are: poke, smash, cut, and none. Zhang Lang couldn't figure out the literal meaning alone, mainly because he didn't know that it was the twelve martial arts styles written by that bastard, and each style was a word!

Just understanding that he was humbly consulting his master, and he also consulted a large number of ancient martial arts books and slowly groped to reach it. As for the last twelve-style attack, it is even more difficult to understand, guess your sister in one word!

The literal meaning of poking is almost to pierce or pierce with your fingers, but are your fingers so tough? The speed of the move alone is a big problem, and then you can make sure that a person's finger can puncture a muscle or skin?

The great god who can write the twelve styles of martial arts must be a world-strong man! He is probably also a single dog, who only cares about his own understanding and does not care about other people's references.

"Boss, do you dare to think of things? Look at what the fight looks like! Zhu Deli, who had been helping Zhang Lang cover, found that Zhang Lang was sometimes fighting and sometimes in a daze.

The battle was close to white-hot, and most of the men's moves and attacks had slowed down. They were all gasping for breath, looking at the bloody and corpse-strewn field, and both sides were afraid.

"Hehehe! Didn't you have three knives to help me block it? Zhang Lang looked embarrassed, if he wanted to blame the god, he would have written a word to let himself understand the moves.

Zhu Deli ignored Zhang Lang and went directly to support his brothers. The boss has his own way of saving his life, and he wants to reduce the casualties of the brothers.

Fortunately, in the continuous coming-and-going of rescuers, as long as the brothers who were seriously injured were sent away. I must not let them die here, this is also what Zhang Lang said to himself that he can fight against a hundred!

According to my current situation, I have used about three-tenths of my gas. With a lot of strength left to deal with the more difficult support and the large number of enemies in front of him, he probably couldn't keep most of his strength after this fight.

"Three knives! Look at this trick! ”

"Martial Arts Twelve Styles: Poke!"

In an instant, Zhang Lang's eyes became extremely sharp, and his index finger and middle finger were close together and pressed tightly into it. Directly shaved in front of an opponent, hysterically roaring.

"Plain ...... Prime ......"

A finger pierced the throat of one of the opponents, and blood spurted out of the major arteries. Blood flowed all over the ground, and those who had taken a break were stunned, unable to believe that what was in front of them was the truth!