The knees touch instantly, and the absolute advantage collides with the absolute disadvantage.

But at the moment of impact, Zhao Ziyang clearly felt that his knees were light, and then a weak feeling of falling hit. This is the unloading of cunning flesh and skin. Rub, when Long Xiaoqi collided with the knees of the two sides, he deviated slightly, and slipped like four or two thousand pounds, avoiding a violent frontal collision.

But even this is useless, his body is still below, and Zhao Ziyang's knee will inevitably collide. But a strange scene happened, Long Xiaoqi's body that was lying below suddenly flipped over, and he turned over from the side under the absolute disadvantage. When he turned up on his side, he slid up against Zhao Ziyang's body, and instantly became Zhao Ziyang's posture on Zhao Ziyang's back.

Zhao Ziyang was shocked, he really didn't expect Long Xiaoqi's skills to be so agile, and under the passivity that it was obviously impossible to fight back, he actually turned over like a harrier against him.

Suddenly, Zhao Ziyang supported the ground with his right hand, and protected his head with his left hand like lightning. When he finished defending between the ignition thunder stones, Long Xiaoqi, who had flipped to his back, stabbed half of the wine bottle into his left waist.

"Poof!"

The glass pierced deeply, and blood flowed.

"Hmm!"

Zhao Ziyang let out a muffled snort and rolled forward violently, trying to get down Long Xiaoqi who was attached to his back. His speed was very fast, and his reaction was amazing, but the moment he rolled forward, Long Xiaoqi thought that his back was pressed with both hands and jumped into the air towards the front and upward, followed by Zhao Ziyang's roll.

When a roll was completed and Zhao Ziyang was still half-lying on the ground, Long Xiaoqi fell from above, stuck to the opponent's back again, and stabbed Zhao Ziyang's right waist with a bloody half-wine bottle.

"Poof!"

The crimson blood poured out with the piercing of the glass, but after pulling it out, the wound immediately healed at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Roar!"

After being traumatized continuously, Zhao Ziyang raised his head and let out a high-angry roar, and immediately jumped up and lay backwards, wanting to get rid of Long Xiaoqi who was sticking to his back.

"Poof! Burst! Burst! Burst! ……”

Long Xiaoqi, who had a vicious face, stabbed into Zhao Ziyang's body again and again, and the blood gushing out dyed half of Zhao Ziyang's body red, and also dyed him half of a bloody person.

"Bang!"

Zhao Ziyang's body lay down on his back, and he wanted to get rid of Long Xiaoqi's entanglement. entangled, but the problem is that Long Xiaoqi won't let go at all. Strangled his neck from behind, and the half-cut bottle of his right hand stabbed him wildly, even though he was the backrest to bear the heavy force of the impact.

"Get out!"

Zhao Ziyang smashed his backhand elbow on Long Xiaoqi's face, and then grabbed Long Xiaoqi's arm that was holding his neck and broke it away forcefully, regaining his freedom. Immediately after gaining his freedom, he jumped to his feet.

But a scene that made him collapse appeared, he jumped up, Long Xiaoqi also jumped up, still sticking to his back, and stabbed the bloody half-wine bottle into his body again.

It's just that the soul of injustice is not gone, no matter what you do, Long Xiaoqi is behind your back, stabbing from behind. That is, because of the special nature of Zhao Ziyang's body, if he was a normal person, he would have died a long time ago and could not die anymore after receiving so many fatal stabs.

Zhao Ziyang was furious, but there was no good way; Long Xiaoqi had a vicious face, and his eyes exuded a vicious and vicious light. is like a ghost sticking to Zhao Ziyang, as long as there is a chance, he will poke a wine bottle.

"Drink!"

Zhao Ziyang's burst of shouts sounded, his body turned around two hundred and seventy degrees, and a rush crashed into Long Xiaoqi who was staying behind him, but ...... At the moment when he turned around at two hundred and seventy degrees, Long Xiaoqi also turned around at two hundred and seventy degrees, and stabbed a wine bottle into Zhao Ziyang's body again.

"Long Xiaoqi, I'll grass your uncle, do you dare to go head-on?" Zhao Ziyang scolded angrily: "What's the point of shrinking behind my back all the time? Stand up for me, let's face to face! If you're still a man, if you're still a handle!! ”

"I'm a woman poof!" Long Xiaoqi stabbed Zhao Ziyang again, and said coldly: "Even if you say that I am a girl, what can I do?" Lao Tzu doesn't explode your chrysanthemum! ”

Shameless! Vile! Dirty!

Zhao Ziyang has seen too many tough opponents, but he has never seen such a shameless and obscene thing as Long Xiaoqi. This guy is hiding behind you, and no matter how you move, he sticks to your back like a maggot with a bone all the time. can't get rid of it, can't beat it away, it's stuck to death, it's completely a terrifying ghost.

"Boom!"

Zhao Ziyang rushed forward, and the speed that ordinary people could not surpass made him look like a bolt of lightning. Since you can't get rid of it like this, then use your speed to bring Long Xiaoqi down. In terms of speed, Zhao Ziyang is extremely confident, if he wants to escape, absolutely no one can catch up with him.

"Whoosh!"

In the moment when Zhao Ziyang changed his playing style, Long Xiaoqi also followed the charge, and continued to entangle Zhao Ziyang with Zhao Ziyang's stunned speed, and Long Xiaoqi's charge was as fast!

Seriously, at this time, except for the moment when Zhao Ziyang started, he punched Long Xiaoqi until he vomited blood, and he didn't fall into any good at all. And the more he fought, the more frightened he became, and the more he fought, he couldn't figure out where this Long Xiaoqi learned such assassination skills.

Strength, generally, for this Zhao Ziyang can be sure. If you have enough strength, you will never be punched by yourself at the beginning until you vomit blood. He occupies an absolute lead, which already shows the gap between the two in terms of strength. But the problem is that the poor strength is like a ghost, and he is pestering himself and is anxious.

Assassin, this is the most ruthless and cunning true assassin!

"Roar!"

"Bang!"

With a roar, Zhao Ziyang, who was running forward, smashed his fist on the decorative marble column. Suddenly, it was hit hard, and the marble pillar, which did not have much stability, collapsed downwards and smashed towards Zhao Ziyang and Long Xiaoqi.

"Drink!"

"Bang!"

With another burst of applause, Zhao Ziyang slammed his fist into the sky on the collapsed marble pillar, fighting the blood of his right fist, and the crazy one knocked the marble pillar open a crack, and then broke it off.

"Whew!"

Most of the stone pillars smashed towards Long Xiaoqi, forcing him to dodge sideways and give up his continued attack on Zhao Ziyang.

Zhao Ziyang's face showed a cruel smile, holding the broken marble pillar with both hands, and swept towards Long Xiaoqi with an absolute force that pulled out the mountain.

"I'm a grass monster!" Long Xiaoqi's eyes widened.

As soon as he spit out these words, his body was knocked away by the marble pillar that came from it, spurting blood in mid-air, and watching his own blood draw a beautiful parabola.