"Bloody Eight Styles."

As Xu Zhong's voice sounded, his hand rose, and the knife fell, Xu Zhong's knife flashed a cold light, and it fell like lightning, with a touch of scarlet aura. On the battlefield, one inch is long and one inch is short, and the difference between having weapons and not having weapons is very big, and it is a matter of life and death. But in the world of martial artists, there is only one word, victory or defeat, whether you take a weapon or not, whether you are good at it or not, as long as you stand in front of you, then you are ready. Then, just do it, and no one will bully anyone.

Violent, direct!

The Eight Styles of Bloody Battle and the Eight Methods in the Well are Xu Zhong's proud works, and the long knife Jing Zhongyue specially forged by a craftsman can increase Xu Zhong's strength by one or two times. His knife was like a full moon, and the sword that crossed it was like a moon, and the blood-colored sword light bloomed, like a blooming rose.

Yun Ting met him, he didn't have a weapon in his hand, but he was at a disadvantage. However, he dares to go up, he is confident, and it is better to have no weapons than to have them.

In the real world, because it is a controlled thing, you can't hang around with any spear or sword, and even if you want to play it, you can only do it at home or on special occasions. And those cold weapons are not so easy to get, how many years of development, cold weapons can also be said to be out of date. Therefore, there are very few people who can build cold weapons, but all of them are skilled in means or wealthy families. This is customization, they only create cold weapons because of interest, or inheritance, but at the very least, you have to pay for materials, labor, and time.

It is not easy to come by a weapon, not to mention that a person who is not at home with ancient martial arts, with a thousand cold weapons, cannot beat a person with a hot weapon and a simple pistol. People can kill you with just one shot, but I'm afraid that if you only come to a pose, you will eat a peanut and be beaten into a sieve.

Yun Ting is more accustomed to being empty-handed, and as for the tasks that can be solved with technology and hot force when he goes to perform the task of a supercomputer, he will never have so many hands. The reason is very simple, if he is close to him, except for the same kind of dreamers, or people from other eight great families of the empire, and officers of the Federal Military Department, he has no opponents at all.

But as long as the other party is ruthless enough, then Yun Ting will be choking enough, and there will be a danger of death. Therefore, when he can choose a thermal weapon, Yun Ting chooses a thermal weapon, just because he is a person who is afraid of trouble, so the thermal weapon has become a weapon for Yun Ting to carry out various tasks promulgated by supercomputers.

Yun Ting's hands, as ethereal as a cloud of smoke, without a trace of earthly breath, can see the traces, but they are unpredictable, passing through the arc of the knife that has turned into several pieces, and swimming. Xu Zhong's knife slashed down from his eyes, and a gust of wind rose in the air, and the two fingers of Yun Ting's index finger and thumb touched it, touching the cold blade. With a slight pinch, he pinched the long knife in action, and the strength of his whole body shook, and the smooth knife surface couldn't stop shaking, buzzing.

Xu Zhong obviously felt a soreness in his palm, and he was about to lose his grip on the hilt, so he stretched out his other hand, but his hands were still numb from the shock of the concussive force. With a shocked look, he pulled the knife back, took a step back, and pounced again, with all his might!

The knife struck solidly, but it was not the clouds that slashed, but the land. Yun Ting didn't use his cloud hand, and he didn't bother to use it, but simply used his two hands, plus the strength of his whole body, a few dodges, and his hand grabbed under Xu Zhong's throat. With a slight pinch, Yun Ting was able to crush Xu Zhong's throat and kill him.

The so-called one inch long and one inch short, long soldiers have an advantage, but when they are approached by short soldiers within an arc, this long becomes a weakness! And daggers, short swords and other short soldiers are not as good as the two arms that people are born with, no matter how fast and agile they are, they are not as fast as the finger beating reaction!

The rabbit rose and fell, everything started in a very fast time, and ended in a very fast time, so fast that Kou Ziling, who was about to respond, had just come to Yunting's body. The judgment was made, Xu Zhong's bloody battle eight styles, only two styles were beheaded, but the remaining eight styles were no longer available. In Yun Ting's eyes, these eight styles can also be called the Eight Slashes of Bloody Battle, cut and cut again, and continue to cut after cutting.

The moves are simple, the power is good, and it is completely a life-fighting move, so it is no wonder that it can be called the Eight Styles of Blood Battle. It's just that in Yun Ting's eyes, these eight styles are much shallower, and there are still many flaws, so his hand will pass through the knife curtain so easily, and two fingers stop at Xu Zhong's throat.

"Brother Zhong!" Kou Ziling shouted anxiously, and then raised the sword in his hand to stab at Yun Ting.

However, his sword didn't stab after all, he just stood there, staring at the clouds tightly, his face changing rapidly. After a moment, he waved his hand to stop the congregation that was about to rush forward to rescue the president, and said, "Stop. ”

"Let go of Brother Zhong, and our Double Dragon Society will not trouble you again in the future." Kou Ziling said loudly.

"Really?" Yun Ting asked with a smile.

"Of course." Kou Ziling stared at the clouds, and the sword in his hand was thrown down violently, piercing deep into the earth. took a step forward, pointed at the clouds with his finger, and said categorically.

"Brother Ling, don't care about me!" Xu Zhong, who was pinched to the point, spoke, his face turned red, and he looked at death as if he were at home, "Anyway, no matter how we die, we are a good man!" If we two gentlemen want to take revenge, it won't take ten years, tomorrow! So don't worry about me, it's not like I haven't died! It's not a beauty or anything, your brother Zhong is not so squeamish! ”

"No way!" Kou Ziling shook his head slowly, and his gaze fell on Yun Ting's face. He must save Xu Zhong, even if he can be resurrected after dying in the game, but he must be saved, otherwise his heart will be uneasy!

They are brothers! How can a brother see death and not save him? And no matter what he wants to exchange, Kou Ziling will agree, not because of anything else, but because it was Xu Zhong who fell into Yun Ting's hands. They are big Han Shuanglong, and what they talk about is love! Otherwise, it can be changed to a big Han double snake in the future, or a double worm!

"You can refuse, but if you refuse and want to poison Brother Zhong, I, the Double Dragon Society, will fight with you endlessly! Even if you spend the rest of your life, no matter who you are, how difficult it is to kill you, or how high you stand, we will kill you completely!! ”

"Even if you become emperor, you will be pulled down from the throne! is willing to cut his whole body, and dares to pull the emperor off the horse. ”

(End of chapter)