"Ahh

The wooden knife stabbed from behind, shot out of the chest, brought out a large amount of blood, and finally inserted it into the spare tire at the rear of the Land Rover.

The wooden sword flew over with his ears, and Li Yanming sat down on the ground, making a "gurgling" sound in his throat.

Ten rings! If the spare tire is a target, the knife of the broken son is directly stabbed on the ten rings, Li Yanming does not believe that there will be such a coincidence, the only explanation is that the broken son is aimed at the wooden knife.

Zhang Shun's blood dripped down the end of the wooden knife, and a small plum blossom was drawn on the ground under the influence of the wind, and the wooden knife trembled a few times, and then flew back into the hand of the broken son, leaving only a deep hole in the center of the spare tire.

Tang Rong sat down with Li Yanming, her legs finally couldn't support it, and she slowly sat down on the ground against the wall, Zhang Shun was vomiting blood not far in front of her, and the ground was stained red.

"Get up, you're not going to die that easily." Broken Love said in a deep voice, he walked behind Zhang Shun, ready to make a fourth move after he stood up.

"Don't ...... Don't scream, lest Li Yanming make excuses to embarrass you. Zhang Shun tilted his head slightly and said to Tang Rong, his chin was already red with blood.

His lungs had been pierced, and he had to work hard to speak, and the dust on the ground had been blown up quite a bit, sticking to his chest and chin.

Tang Rong nodded vigorously, her teeth chattered, and she covered her mouth tightly, she had watched Zhang Shun's performance on the mountain behind the school, and she always thought that he was very powerful, but he couldn't even take this trick of breaking off love, his chest was pierced, and he was afraid that he would not be able to live.

Zhang Shun supported the ground with his left elbow, afraid that Li Yanming would come up to make up for the knife, so he was always reluctant to lie down, closed his eyes and carried out the solid viscera, and his lungs were soon able to breathe again, but the huge wound on his chest could not heal.

Just as he was about to put his left hand into his arms, a voice suddenly sounded in his head: "Who is the tyrant?" ”

Zhang Shun was taken aback, but immediately heard that this voice belonged to the boss, he was sure that even if he was going to die, what he thought of must be a beautiful woman, not a child boss, so this was by no means an auditory hallucination, and hurriedly asked in his heart: "Boss?" Are you back? Help me! If you don't come again, the demon card will be snatched away! ”。

"What's the hegemon?" The boss's voice rang out again, still the same question.

"Uh...... I think it should be brave, resolute, never flinching in the face of the strong, acting resolutely and recklessly, etc., my ancestor Zhang Fei Heng spear longboard bridge should be counted, and my ancestor's brother Zhao Yun riding the savior alone is not known. ”

"Wrong!" The boss's voice shouted: "The overlord must be above everything, not afraid of the sky, not afraid of the earth, not afraid of the king, not afraid of the strong, Zhang Yide protector, Zhao Zilong savior, can be described as his loyalty, said to be brave, but can not be called his hegemon, Chu State Xiang Yu is above the king, this is called the overlord!" The tyrant must have both 'god' and 'brave', God is momentum, courage is courage, reckless people are reckless, those who know the consequences and are not afraid of the consequences are hegemons, and having God and courage is the real hegemony. ”

"Boss, I'm going to hang up, what are you telling me all this for? Could it be that you want to pass on Mr. Yang's Soul Gathering ** to me? ”

The boss continued: "Your surname is detached, you are sleek, and you are cowering when you see the strong, as if you are on the edge of the abyss; Seeing the power trembling, walking on thin ice, relying only on words to squeeze and rely on the root of the tongue to save his life, he happened to have the life of the hegemon, so that he could be favored by the demon card, you must know that the soul of the demon card is the first overlord in ancient and modern times, thousands of times more powerful than Xiang Yu, your surname is the opposite, how can you get the favor of the demon soul? Reverse refining beast cultivation said, let the lion and tiger not do it, and want to be the pika and mayfly, how can you look at the world? If you can change your style of acting and step on the path of the overlord, you will be able to get the help of the demon soul, and you will definitely have something to do in the future. ”

"Boss, I'm going to die now, what are you going to tell me!"

The boss was silent for a while, and then spoke again: "Don't be afraid of danger, you can still have the heart to joke with me, there is indeed a little shadow of the tyrant, what is it in your breast pocket that I don't know?" The person in front of you is much more domineering than you, learn from him, speculate on his thoughts, remember, greed for life and fear of death is the enemy of hegemony, and everything you say is here, so you can know yourself. ”

"Boss? Boss? Zhang Shun hurriedly called a few times, but did not get any response.

The speed of thinking is extremely fast, and the way of thinking is much faster than the way of speaking, Zhang Shun and the boss said so much, in fact, it was only a few seconds.

In the alley, the broken son was still standing behind him; Tang Rong was still sitting on the ground against the wall, but there were more tears on her face; Li Yanming had already come to the outside of the alley, hiding behind the wall and revealing half of his face to look into the alley.

Still supporting the ground with his elbows, Zhang Shun took out a green talisman that had been half stained red with blood from his breast pocket, and muttered: "I don't know if it still works." After speaking, he put it on his head, and concentrated on shouting "disease".

The green light instantly covered the whole body, the chest and back were extremely itchy, the wound quickly healed and scabbed, and the bruises on the joint of the right hand gradually melted away.

Except for the broken son, everyone was stunned, and he could stand up with a hole in his chest? Can you still move freely? Tang Rong's face turned red from excitement, while Li Yanming turned pale and involuntarily turned out from behind the wall.

"You have a life-saving weapon, from now on, I will start attacking your vital parts." Broken Love said coldly.

"Come on, have a good fight." Zhang Shun raised his head and chest, and said this sentence for the first time in his life, and suddenly felt extremely comfortable in his heart, and the yin and yang points of the dantian seemed to rotate faster, releasing heat continuously.

Naturally, the surname cannot be changed because of a few words, and this kind of thing "epiphany" rarely happens to smart people - especially people who love to play smart, the reason why they can say this sentence arrogantly is just that Zhang Shun imitated the demeanor of the broken son when he spoke, remembered the scene when "he" wanted to slaughter all living beings during the war on Qingyang Street, and at the same time recalled the roar of the essence realm when he was small, and the state of mind when the meridian realm was cultivated.

"Fourth move." Broken Love took a step forward and raised the wooden knife to slash at Zhang Shun.

Zhang Shun snorted in his nose, and also took a step forward, his hands still in the shape of horns, and pushed towards the wooden knife that had been chopped.

The wooden knife and the fist gloves collided again, and Zhang Shun still hit the tip and blade of the knife, but this time he punched with all his strength without hesitation, with no strength in his hands and no distractions in his heart.

"Poof!" The wooden knife made a muffled sound, although it still did not break, but it bounced upward, and Zhang Shun's hand sank down sharply, and with this huge force, his arms circled in a circle, and at the same time smashed into the shoulders of the broken son.

The fist gloves are like shuttles, the two ends are pointed, seeing Zhang Shun's sudden strong counterattack, the broken son frowned, took a step back with extreme speed, and avoided the attack with both fists.

If it were in normal times, Zhang Shun would definitely ask: "Is dodging a trick?" But now, he just stopped his hand, no longer cared, and waited for the broken son to make a move. Although his arms were numb, he did block the knife of the broken son, which brought Zhang Shun great confidence, and confidence can be shown in momentum.

Broken Love felt that Zhang Shun suddenly became taller, like a high mountain, but no matter how high the mountain is, it can be bulldozed.

"Fifth move." He shot again, this time the speed of the move became extremely fast, first stabbed Zhang Shun's chest, and immediately dodged to Zhang Shun's right side after Zhang Shun hit the tip of the knife with an uppercut, and swept a knife directly to his waist, Zhang Shun raised his other hand and slammed it down, and the broken love son did not wait for the wooden knife to be smashed and dodged behind Zhang Shun again, and slashed down.

Zhang Shun's feet still didn't move, he directly turned his upper body, raised his left hand and stroked half a circle backwards, the sharp corners of the fist gloves were just aimed at the temples of the broken lover, and he didn't care about the wooden knife that was chopped down, and played a desperate trick.

When Zhang Shun turned around, Broken Love's son saw his eyes - indifferent, not mixed with any feelings, and without a trace of murderous aura, Broken Love's heart was shocked, and he flashed to Zhang Shun's left side again, and before he could draw his sword, he saw the oncoming fist gloves.

There was no time to dodge, and the broken son held the two ends of the wooden knife with both hands and met Zhang Shun's fist gloves.

The muffled sound sounded again, this time both of them flew backwards and hit the wall of the alley, and the broken son staggered to a stand, Zhang Shun finally vomited a mouthful of blood after hitting the wall because of his inferior strength.

"Actually...... He was able to hand it over, what happened to him? Isn't he supposed to be dead? Li Yanming didn't know when he came to the middle-aged man's side again, and asked with wide eyes.

"Something must have happened." The middle-aged man glanced at the small hole in the center of the spare tire, from being passively beaten to being matched with such a huge force, what could happen in less than a minute?

Zhang Shun tilted his head and spit out a mouthful of bloody saliva, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, walked back to the center of the alley, and stood face to face with Broken Love, Broken Love's son exhaled lightly, shouted "Sixth move", and stabbed Zhang Shun with a knife.

The sixth move had a thousand knives, stabbing at Zhang Shun almost at the same time, Zhang Shun's feet finally moved this time, and he took five steps back extremely quickly.

The distance of five steps is enough, to stab so many knives at the same time, the broken son must not wait for the move to get old, so that the distance from the tip of the knife will become limited, and after five steps, the force he burst out has been exhausted.