"Whew!"

Where the cold light passed, another ghost killer fell to the ground.

Finally fought a bloody way, Li Qingluan didn't look back, his strength was frantically poured into his feet, and then ran towards the dense forest in the distance.

If she can escape into the jungle, there may be a chance of survival.

Otherwise, in the face of ghost hands, she basically has no chance of winning.

Although there is a small difference between the late stage of Ning Jin and the peak of Ning Jin, the strength is a world of difference.

Escape!

You can only escape!

In a few seconds, Li Qingluan had already jumped more than a hundred meters wildly, but there was still at least a kilometer away from the dense forest, and she gritted her teeth and ran desperately.

But in the next moment, a cold and piercing killing intent struck from behind her, and she had to turn around to defend.

"Ahh

The cold weapons collided and wiped out a dazzling spark, Li Qingluan's whole person was shaken back several meters away by the powerful force, and a shocking blood mark appeared on her arm inexplicably, and the scarlet blood flowed down her wrist, staining the dagger in her hand red.

With just one move, Li Qingluan had an extra wound on her body, and the strength of the ghost hand completely surpassed her.

The ghost hand raised the dagger with Li Qingluan's blood in his hand and licked it with his tongue, and a strange smile suddenly appeared on his face.

"It turns out that the blood of beauties is sweet, but it's a pity that those little white and tender hands." Ghost Hand said in an eerie voice.

Li Qingluan knew that she had no way to escape when she was entangled by ghost hands.

Then you can only fight to the death!

"Whoosh!"

Without half a word of nonsense, Li Qingluan stepped forward, his body was like catkins, erratic, his speed exploded with all his strength, and he rushed to the ghost hand in the blink of an eye.

"Boom!"

The screeching sound of metal striking sounded, shaking the eardrums.

Li Qingluan's full force blow was easily blocked by the ghost hand.

A deadly dangerous aura enveloped him, Li Qingluan trembled in his heart, and without the slightest hesitation, his body retreated at full speed.

But it's still half a step late!

"Hera!"

Li Qingluan's arm added another blood mark, and the blood flowed endlessly!

"The strength is good, but it's a pity that the speed is too slow, in front of me, you have no chance of winning at all, give up resistance, such a perfect body, I really don't want to destroy it." Ghost Hand laughed.

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"Humph!"

Li Qingluan snorted coldly, directly threw away the dagger in his hand, opened the horse with both feet, formed a two-word pincer sheep and horse, clenched his fists suddenly turned into palms, and posed as a Wing Chun wayrunner.

The next moment, Li Qingluan's whole person's momentum suddenly converged, and the whole person looked as calm as water, without any flaws!

Seeing Li Qingluan posing in this pose, the ghostly eyes of the ghost hand suddenly lit up.

"It turned out to be the descendant of Wing Chun, then I want to learn the power of Southern Boxing Wing Chun!"

The ghost hand sneered, and suddenly stepped in, his figure was like a ghost, and his speed was three points faster than Li Qingluan's full speed.

"Whew!"

The dagger with a cold and cold glow stabbed Li Qingluan one after another, Li Qingluan stepped steadily under his feet, and Wing Chun sticky hands met him fiercely.

Wing Chun is an internal boxing, which has a pivotal position in the southern boxing lineage, with fast punching speed and tight defense, and is a highly combat-oriented hand-to-hand combat boxing method.

Wing Chun's sticky hands are even more flexible and changeable, at this moment Li Qingluan has taken the word "sticky" to the extreme, combining rigidity and softness, and the defense is impermeable, and the dagger of the ghost hand is turning back and forth in her blood-stained hands, which cannot hurt her at all.

"What a sticky word, but unfortunately in the face of absolute speed, you can't stop it at all!"

As soon as the words fell, the momentum on the ghost hand's whole body rose again, and the speed in his hand broke through the limit, and he was dazzled, and he couldn't see the speed of his moves at all.

"Snort!"

A series of breaking sounds sounded, Li Qingluan's tight defense was finally broken, and his body had to retreat sharply.

The blood completely stained Li Qingluan's hands, and the criss-crossing scars were shocking.

But Li Qingluan didn't pay the slightest attention to it, his eyes flickered, and he stared at the ghost hand.

The Wing Chun sticky word trick has nothing to hide in front of the ghost hand, because his speed is too fast!

Li Qingluan's body squatted again, opened the figure-eight, and then opened the inner figure-eight, showing a two-character clamp sheep and horses, and the momentum of the whole body was once again sheng.

"Dare to come? Then don't blame me for being rude! ”

The ghost hand sneered, his figure flashed away, and the dagger in his hand stabbed Li Qingluan's vital point.

Ghost Hand is a top-level killer, and all he trains are killing moves, pursuing the most direct and violent attacks in every move, without wasting any strength.

Therefore, when facing Li Qingluan, his moves were not fancy, but the speed reached a terrifying realm, which made Li Qingluan feel a lot of pressure.

Li Qingluan walked steadily, and his eyes suddenly shone brightly.

Spread hands, circle hands, bow hands, arm hands, neck climbing hands!

She did not hesitate to use Wing Chun's strongest hand-to-hand combat method - the wooden stake method!

At this moment, Li Qingluan's speed and strength suddenly skyrocketed, and the power of the mountain and tsunami swept across his arms, shaking the body on both sides of the ghost's hand numb and tingling, and the body also lost its skin.

"Look for death!"

The whole person of the ghost hand rioted, the voice suddenly exploded in his throat, the killing intent on his body was soaring, and the dagger in his hand was like a poisonous snake, stabbing at Li Qingluan frantically.

One inch is long and one inch is strong, and one inch is short and one inch is dangerous.

The dagger of the ghost hand was transformed into the blade of death at this moment, stabbing at Li Qingluan's shoulder, abdomen, and waist at an extremely tricky angle.

"Poof!"

Li Qingluan finally couldn't resist it, he looked up to the sky and spat out a mouthful of blood, his body staggered backwards, and his face turned extremely pale in an instant.

In just three breaths, the ghost hand stabbed no less than ten blood holes on Li Qingluan's body, and the blood completely dyed the clothes on her body red.

The angry ghost hand had forgotten to spare Li Qingluan's life, and among the dozen or so wounds, three of them were the key points that stabbed Li Qingluan's body, and the most fatal one was in her heart.

Li Qingluan barely stood up straight, and the sharp pain from her body made her face unhelp but show a hideous color, but her consciousness was gradually blurred, and she could feel that her life was passing.

The strength of the ghost hand was too strong, so strong that she didn't feel the slightest chance of winning.

It looks like I'm really going to die here today!

For some reason, at this moment, Li Qingluan's eyes did not flash the scenes before her death, nor did she appear her lover who had already broken the Huangpu River, but a young face that her peers did not have.

At this time, he was running wildly towards him, with anger and worry on his face.

"Maybe it's a hallucination!" Li Qingluan smiled bitterly, his eyes began to blur, and his body was shaky.

Are you going to die?

"Sister Qingluan!"

A roar came from a distance, and at the last moment, Chen Qingyang finally rushed over.

Hearing that familiar voice, Li Qingluan's body was slightly stunned, and she forcibly opened her eyes and saw an emaciated figure rushing towards her.

At the moment when Li Qingluan was about to fall to the ground, a pair of heavy hands held her steadily.

Looking at Chen Qingyang's hideous and angry face, Li Qingluan had mixed feelings in his heart, and said leisurely: "Why are you here?" ”