Chapter 82: Acceptance

It's just that a trace of surprise crossed Changkong's eyes, obviously he didn't expect Zhao Heng to block his thunderous shot, in order to give Zhao Heng a shocking visual conflict, Changkong used ninety percent of the strength of the shot just now, and increased the speed to the highest, but he didn't expect that Zhao Heng would actually block it. ()

Although Zhao Heng took a few steps back, he blocked it after all.

Zhao Heng's gaze also paid a little more attention: This shot is so strong!

"Come again!"

Zhao Heng had a thin knife on one side, and his battle intent was re-condensed.

The light was blocked, and it suddenly rose into the sky, only turning slightly, Zhao Heng hit out again like a dragon, stabbing Changkong's chest, the sword flower was like a snow lotus blooming on a snowy mountain, and Changkong's face was a little more dignified, and the block just now made his arms slightly numb, and it took continuous shaking to alleviate the aftershock.

I thought that Zhao Heng would exhaust his strength, but who knew that the other party didn't stop, and in the blink of an eye, he attacked himself again, and a wry smile crossed his pale face, he really couldn't imagine, Zhao Heng knocked down so many people and carried a blow, why didn't he know that he was tired? How can strength be so terrifying?

"Dang!"

Liu Zhaoyi blocked Zhao Heng's second blow, unscathed, but his expression became more and more solemn.

Zhao Hengda greeted him with a smile, raised his hand and made another knife, the dazzling knife light, making everyone think that it was a lightning bolt that broke through the sky, this knife made the sky unable to dodge, he could only concentrate on his arm, Huo Ran returned the gun, and this time he almost used eighty percent of the strength of his body.

Although it was a simple shot, it made a big noise, breaking Zhao Heng's heaviness with sharpness.

Zhao Heng struck with a knife in the air, and saw Changkong kill a horse pistol, his face did not have the slightest emotion, when the thin knife blocked the body of the gun, he hit it with his backpalm, and the short spear in the middle of the sky, he made a very clever palm, cut the body of the gun with the edge of the palm, erased it homeopathically, and a palm imprint to Changkong's chest.

Zhao Heng's speed was extremely fast, so fast that it was impossible to dodge.

Changkong only had time to block the vital point in his chest with his left hand, and hit it with a palm, Changkong felt that his whole body was like being hit by a jack of sledgehammers and flew up in the air, he twisted his body and knelt down, although he was not injured, but he felt exhausted and wanted to die, and felt that his internal organs had shifted their positions.

Blood surging!

Zhao Heng also withdrew four or five steps, gritted his teeth to calm the blood in his heart, and then activated the shaking of his body, allowing it to buffer his injuries and improve his combat effectiveness, and then he attacked to the sky, his moves were not flashy, nor fancy, but every time he shot, he was very domineering.

People can't help but stop.

Liu Zhaoyi only then understood the difference between himself and people like Zhao Heng, he still relies on speed and power to win, but Zhao Heng has reached the point where he is clever and takes people's lives with every move, he can't help but smile bitterly, and I don't know if this kid has been practicing martial arts since his mother's womb.

He is already a wonderful, and he can't imagine that Zhao Heng is a strange flower among wonderful.

However, although Changkong was helpless, he recognized Zhao Heng in his heart, even if he lost, he was convinced, after all, Zhao Heng knocked down the prisoner and the killer, and then defeated himself, this skill is enough for him to look up to the sky, not to mention that even Zhao Heng can't win, of course, this is the last helpless plan, he is more eager to win without defeat, to be able to control a fierce general like Zhao Heng, the world is not in the bag? Thinking of this, a glimmer of light crossed Changkong's eyes, and he radiated all his fighting intent to fight against Zhao Heng, in order to find an opportunity to defeat the latter.

"Fight again!"

Changkong roared and drew an arc of the spear, and when blocking another wave of Zhao Heng's attacks, he took two steps back and stuck to the wall, and then looked at the small jade spear head, just like a young man who was just beginning to fall in love and looked at his beloved: "Brother, you are indeed very strong, and you are the strongest person Changkong has ever encountered." ”

When he said this, his eyes were still on the head of the gun, the crystal was the best commodity, crystal clear, warm in the hand, the feeling of stroking it, like caressing the skin of a lover, that comfortable feeling, immediately penetrated into every corner of the heart with every capillary blood pore.

The reason why people make all kinds of weapons is not for others to enjoy and admire, but for killing, not only to hunt wild beasts, but also to kill, but no matter who it is, it is difficult to associate this spear head carefully carved with crystal with the word killing.

Liu Zhaoyi said lightly: "However, I will not admit defeat lightly." ”

Speaking of which, he made the body of the gun full of power with a slight force, and the whole person also radiated an unprecedented monstrous battle intent, but he was too obsessed with winning or losing, and he also caused a touch of anger in his heart, and he shouted in the sky, and shook the body of the gun: "Brother, come again!" Look at whether the gun is fast or the knife is fast! ”

"Okay, fight again!"

Zhao Heng didn't talk too much nonsense, the sword light was like a shock, as fast as thunder, as fast as lightning.

Zhao Heng slashed one after another, one slash faster than one slash, seven slashes in succession, the knife went straight to the silver spear in the sky, the knife was cold and gloomy, the murderous aura was gloomy, and it swept over the earth with an unstoppable momentum, Zhao Heng seemed to have become the only master between heaven and earth at this moment.

It has the momentum and ability to dominate the lives of people in the world.

Liu Zhaoyi also laughed, intensifying his last battle intent.

"Dangdang!"

The knife momentum is like a rainbow, the gun qi breaks through the air, and the two white rays of light are twisted into a ball in this huge dining hall, and a series of "jingling" crisp sounds are sounded one after another, the rhythm is fast and fast, and a symphony that is absolutely exciting and thrilling is struck.

The spear in the sky is like lightning, thunder, and wind.

"I've got to win!"

This sonorous and powerful voice has sounded silently in Changkong's heart seven times, and each time, his fighting spirit will increase by one point, and the gun will be more vigorous, showing his domineering and fierceness, but the anger on his face has also increased invisibly, and his psychological pressure has increased dramatically due to his excessive persistence.

At the same time, his pupils were still condensed into a line, moving rapidly following Zhao Heng's knife direction.

He hoped to find out the flaws in the same powerful sword light, and he firmly believed that as long as he withstood Zhao Heng's repeated attacks, he would have the opportunity to stab a winning shot when Zhao Heng was exhausted, Changkong didn't believe that Zhao Heng's combat power was endless.

Sure enough, a smile appeared on the thirteenth Zhao Heng's face.

He had already calculated this move in the sky, and had already thought of a contingency plan, the spear head was not in the knife light, and when he saw that he was about to stab Zhao Heng's left shoulder, the domineering knife light suddenly changed again, becoming airtight, and the connection of the spear head was cut off by the knife at this moment.

The murderous aura on Liu Zhaoyi's face was uncontrollable.

Kill the red eye!

He shook the barrel of the gun and pointed at the head of the detached gun.

At this moment, the crystal spear head unexpectedly underwent a great change: the crystal transparent spear head with fine carving suddenly burst open with a "bang", and the broken crystal was attached with extremely strong force, raining down on Zhao Heng, hitting the body will definitely give birth to countless holes and even kill him.

Zhao Heng was slightly surprised, but he didn't calculate that Changkong had this trick.

This is the last trick that Liu Zhaoyi has never used:

Rather for broken jade, not for the tile!

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