The terrible wolf howl rushed to the sky, and when the "force" was the brunt, he only felt as if there was suddenly a giant beast in front of him, his heart was inexplicably cold, and he let go of his breath, and when he flipped his wrist and wanted to cut off the soles of Lang Zhan's feet, he actually didn't move. Eight? One? Middle? Wenwang ≤≈=.≥8=1≈Z≤≈.=COM

"Force" is strong in strength and physical fitness, so the reaction is not very strong. "Faith" is strong in mental power, and his reaction is much greater. "Spy" and "Difficult" were originally watching this round of confrontation between Lang Zhan and "Force" intently, and "Difficult" suddenly frowned, touched his forehead, and said, "There is something wrong with Gabriel's roar. "Spy" also felt a stinging pain in his head, and he said: "I feel a murderous aura, a very strong murderous aura-" Before the "spy" finished speaking, a "uh" came into his and "difficult" ears, and they hurried to follow the reputation, and saw blood flowing out of "Xin's" eyes and the corners of his mouth. The two of them were startled, and the "spy" asked, "'Letter', what's wrong with you?" ”

"Xin" shook his head at them, first stretched out his tongue to lick the blood that overflowed from the corner of his mouth, and after a while he said: "I suspect that Gabriel has something to do with Huaguo's 'Metaphysical Research Society', telekinesis, I feel a very strong telekinesis!" ”

When "Xin" and the others were injured and startled by Lang Zhan's sudden wolf howl, Lang Zhan and "Li" both fell to the ground, Lang Zhan gritted his teeth and endured the pain in his heart and directly pulled out the short knife on the sole of his foot, glanced at his eyes, and there was no sign of applying venom, he was ruthless, and with both hands, he broke the short knife in half.

"Force" fell when the heart defense was lost, so it fell much worse than Lang Zhan. When Lang Zhan pulled out his short knife, he stared at Lang Zhan, and when he saw Lang Zhan break the short knife into two pieces, he felt as if he had been stabbed in the heart, and his eyes widened and shouted at Lang Zhan: "Eight grids!" I'll kill you! I'll kill you! Roaring, he put his hands on the ground, and the whole person seemed to press a spring, and suddenly bounced up and rushed towards Lang Zhan.

"Give it back to you!" Lang Zhan shouted, threw the short knife at him, then took the dagger from his mouth, and with a flick of his right wrist, the dagger picked up a cold light and stabbed it into his throat.

After "Li" made the action of cutting his throat, the knife did not leave Lang Zhan's throat. Lang Zhan is a lord who must repay him, and at the moment, he used his human way to return his body, and began to greet his throat specifically.

Lang Zhan's wolf howl just now hurt "Xin", and "Xin" had to temporarily withdraw his ability. The characteristics of Lang Zhan's blood-colored vision returned to most of the time, and in his opinion, the degree of "force" was more than a little slower.

"Force" does not know this change. The destruction of his beloved dagger made him furious. Among the five people in the Jiabing Mansion, he was originally the worst in managing his emotions, and it became difficult to control himself this time. His right hand quickly stretched into the tactical bag around his waist, and when he took it out, he had an extra glove in his hand. The gloves got into his hands, and he grabbed Lang Zhan's dagger directly, as if he was about to enter the white blade empty-handed.

"Li" put on a pair of gloves on his right hand, Lang Zhan noticed this detail, his face was silent, but he secretly said in his heart: "Le Mei said that this dagger can sharpen iron like clay, so let's use this guy's hand to test the knife first-" Thinking, his posture remained unchanged at first, and when the right hand of "Li" was about to grab the dagger, the wrist of his right hand flipped over, and the dagger changed from a straight stab to a horizontal pick. In terms of the use of daggers, "force" is naturally far inferior to Lang Zhan. However, he didn't think that Lang Zhan's dagger could cut through the double armor, so he still grabbed it.

The dagger blade and the fingers of "Force" were strong, and Lang Zhan's wrist was turning harder, wanting to cut his fingers directly. However, there was a sudden feeling of sluggishness in his hand, Lang Zhan looked intently, and saw that the fingers of "force" were good, but instead grabbed the dagger blade, his eyes turned, and his feet were strong, and the person fell backwards and went backwards. Lang Zhan reacted quickly, and the reaction of "force" was not slow, only then did he feel that Lang Zhan was going to pull out the dagger vigorously, let go of his right hand, and then squeeze it into a fist, and then pounce with the force of his feet, and then come first, and a punch was hitting Lang Zhan's lower abdomen.

Lang Zhan only felt that the lower abdomen was as if he had been hammered by a sledgehammer, his throat was sweet, and his heart was dark.

"Does it hurt?!" "Force" said in a cruel voice, unforgiving, his body bowed forward, his right fist was retracted, and then he was thrown out again.

Lang Zhan wanted to use the power of his body to pull out the dagger, but he wanted to use the instantaneous friction to cut the gloves on the "force" hand. As soon as the gloves are broken, the hands of the "force" will be unprotected, and they will definitely be injured, and it is possible that a few fingers will be cut off. The idea was shattered, and he was punched. Lang Zhan slammed his feet on the ground, endured the pain from the soles of his left foot, and stabbed the dagger out of his fist, and then, when he was about to stab his fist, his wrist shook, and the dagger had already let go of his fist and pierced his heart.

Lang Zhan was wearing a double armor captured from the seventh section, and he already had a considerable understanding of the performance of this kind of clothing. However, as long as it hurts the heart and other vital parts of the "force", it can hit him hard or even kill him, so he still wants to give it a try.

Lang Zhan played a little trick, when the fist of "Li" and the dagger passed by, "Li" saw Lang Zhan's plan, the corners of his mouth grinned, and the hideous color on his face added a little ridicule, saying: "Then see if your dagger is sharp, or my fist is heavy!" ”

As soon as the words of "force" were finished, Lang Zhan's dagger had already stabbed him in the heart, Lang Zhan felt a stagnation in his hand, and when he turned his wrist and wanted to use a stab to cut open the double armor, his chest hurt sharply, but he was hit by the right fist of "force" in the heart.

Lang Zhan's heart has its own strengthened protection, and he can't even penetrate the bullets, but when he was punched by "force", his heart "boomed", and there was an obvious warning signal.

"Come again!" "Li" reached out his left hand to grab Lang Zhan's right arm, and at the same time retracted his right fist.

Lang Zhan quickly slashed a few times, and successfully scratched the camouflage uniform of "Force", but failed to break the defense of the double armor. Of course, he didn't dare to let "Li" grab his right arm, flipped his wrist, pushed out his left knee, and after a knee with "Li", the distance between the two people was widened.

"It looks like your dagger is not as good as my fist!" "Force" said, and his right fist was swung out again.

Lang Zhan took a deep breath, took a step forward to the right with his right foot, and gently wrapped his left foot around the left side of "Li", and also let his fist go.

"Scared?!" "Li" laughed fiercely, half turned around, and his right fist came out again.

"You've got a lot to say!" Lang Zhan sneered. With a swing of his right hand, the dagger stabbed at his fist again.

"Look what other tricks you have!" "Force" said, leaning forward, pressing the weight of his whole body onto his right hand.

"Li" unscrupulously used his fist to hit Lang Zhan's dagger, Lang Zhan had already seen the tenacity of his gloves, of course it would not be as he wished. Lang Zhan's wrist shook again, and the fists and daggers of both sides staggered again, and then, Lang Zhan successfully stabbed him in the right armpit at the cost of another "force" punch.

Why didn't Lang Zhan throw away the dagger for a long time, and simply used his fists and feet and "force" to make moves? In terms of fist and foot kung fu, Lang Zhan has been a rare opponent since he went to Angel Island. After getting the map of wolf-shaped qigong by mistake, he practiced the lost internal qi back, and his fist and foot kung fu should be even better than before.

Lang Zhan has his own ideas. His internal qi has not yet been trained to the extent that it can be released, so he clearly knows that his fists and feet are definitely not as sharp as the military dagger that Wei Chile gave him. "Li" only pays attention to defending his head and neck in the fight, but Lang Zhan doesn't think that he has no flaws elsewhere. Moreover, stabbing other places can paralyze the "force", as long as he slacks off a little, once Lang Zhan catches the opportunity, he can stab him in the face, and Lang Zhan should win this battle.

"Li" was stabbed in the right armpit, and after he hit Lang Zhan, he retracted his right arm and wanted to clamp Lang Zhan's dagger.

Of course, Lang Zhan couldn't give him this opportunity, his body was short, and his right hand was retracted, and it drilled through his armpit and went to his back at once. Then, when the "force" was about to turn around and didn't turn around, he directly used the dagger on his ass. The stock was poked. Lang Zhan's position of this stab was a bit particular, and "Li" was startled at first, and then became furious, scolding: "Eight grids!" So you're a gay?! ”

Well, Lang Zhan almost stabbed his chrysanthemum. Flower.

Lang Zhan sneered: "Are you quite experienced?" Looks like you've been tricked?! ”

"Let you go. Mother's stinky fart! "Li" scolded angrily, his left fist also showed out, and his fists came out like lightning, and he slammed towards Lang Zhan.

"Li" lost control of his emotions, and Lang Zhan stared at his eyes while stabbing his left fist with a dagger. Although "Li" was emotionally out of control, he was not stupid, and when he saw this, he could only withdraw his left fist and use his left hand to grab the dagger instead. In a few rounds, he hit Lang Zhan seven or eight times, and Lang Zhan also stabbed him back five or six times, and slashed him in the crook of his right knee.

The "force" returned to defense in time, so the knife was not heavy, but the trace of blood on it and the feeling after winning the hand made Lang Zhan's eyes light up, knowing that he had finally found his "cover door" except for his head and neck.

It's a lot to write, but in fact, the battle between Lang Zhan and "Li" didn't take more than ten minutes. When he made another move, Lang Zhan took a "force" punch on his head, and the whole person fell to his left foot, and when he fell, Lang Zhan swung out his right hand, and the left leg of the "force" was bent at the knee. It was a stroke just now, but this time it was a thorn, although Lang Zhan's strength was not as good as "force", it was much stronger than ordinary people. He had been planning for a long time, and this dagger stabbed out, and it didn't reach the handle when it landed, and it also made "Li" sit down at once.

The bend of the legs and knees is exactly the place where the "force" has no double armor protection except for the head and neck. "Li" would never have dreamed that the two holes in the crooks of his legs and knees would cost him his life. He sat on the ground and stared at Lang Zhan and asked with difficulty, "You, how did you appear?" ”

Lang Zhanping held the dagger, looked at the blood stains on it with a smile, and pointed to his head with a smile: "Feeling!" ”