Chapter 212: A desperate battle
But to his surprise, in the blink of an eye, Xiao Zhao had already arrived in front of him.
The coercion driven by the fist made his breathing stagnant.
Yang Ke reacted at this time, and there were really two miscellaneous things in his eyes.
But it's too late to try your best to meet it.
Xiao Zhao's fist was like raindrops, enveloping his entire body.
Yang Ke shook his fist to resist the opponent's attack, and kept retreating.
After missing the opportunity, he immediately fell into the disadvantage.
The fists kept hitting together, making a banging sound, and the platform was smashed into deep pits by the fist wind.
Xiao Zhao circled around him with an afterimage, and Yang Ke was a little dizzy.
Xiao Zhao didn't give her a chance to breathe, and his fist slid past Yang Ke's chest.
Yang Ke threw his fist at his back.
Xiao Zhao was already waiting for his move, one fist resisting his attack, and the other fist had already slammed into his cheek.
Seeing that Yang Ke has no way to avoid it.
He suddenly flew up and jumped up, like a big bird, and jumped up more than a foot high.
Xiao Zhao hit the air all of a sudden, feeling very sorry.
Yang Ke's body floated in mid-air, but a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
He floated sideways for more than a kilometer and landed in a corner of the platform.
Only then did he breathe a sigh of relief and said with a smile, "I really underestimated you, and I almost suffered a big loss!"
Be careful, I won't be careless this time! ”
Seeing that Xiao Zhao only used his fists, he did not use weapons, and his fists were protected in front of him.
Red aura burst out from around the fist.
Although this guy is very arrogant, he does have some strength, and he has reached the intermediate spirit master level.
Xiao Zhao didn't dare to be careless, and also concentrated the aura on his fists, and the silver-white light protected his fists in it.
Xiao Zhao threw himself directly towards the other party.
Yang Ke stood firmly on the platform with his feet, alternating his fists to resist Xiao Zhao's attack.
The fists of the two of them kept clashing together, and neither of them would back down.
The aura spread around them.
This battle was fought extremely fiercely, and everyone in the audience was dumbfounded.
Even Mei Lin nodded silently, on the one hand, he felt that Xiao Zhao's boxing technique was indeed not simple.
Compared to when I first met him, it has improved a lot.
And Yang Ke is not easy to mess with, they bombarded each other for more than ten minutes.
The two figures jumped into the air together, and in the blink of an eye, their fists had already slammed into a dozen times.
After that, they all landed on the platform together.
They attack one by one, and then switch to attack and defend.
It's really a chess opponent, and half an hour has passed, and no one has taken advantage.
Two figures jumped across the platform, followed by a series of fist crashes.
Xiao Zhao became more and more calm, and he was not sure of defeating Yang Ke for a while.
What they're competing now is endurance.
But Yang Ke became more and more anxious.
This miscellaneous man actually dragged him for half an hour, so that he had no way at all, and he was a little anxious.
Xiao Zhao also saw this, he was more steady, and finally no longer took the initiative to attack, but let Yang Ke attack, consuming physical strength.
Then, while he was impetuous, Xiao Zhao's fist slammed into between his fists.
At the same time, his body flashed, and Yang Ke's fist slid past him.
Xiao Zhao's fist had already arrived in front of him, and Yang Ke was dumbfounded, and he didn't have time to dodge at all.
The fist wind blew, and his hair fluttered with it.
In a hurry, Yang Ke turned back, and his fist was still swept over his jaw.
His jaw was almost shattered by Xiao Zhao, and a sharp pain spread throughout his body.
Fortunately, it was just a sweep, otherwise Yang Ke would have lost his combat effectiveness immediately.
Seeing Xiao Zhao hit the other party, Shen Zhenlin's calm face soothed a little.
In fact, he was more anxious than Xiao Zhao in his heart.
Because he agreed to Yang Ke's conditions, if Xiao Zhao lost, he would have to marry Shen Yanfang to Yang Ke, a swinger.
Yang Ke jumped out several feet away at once, he covered his red and swollen jaw, and his eyes were full of murderous energy.
He hesitated slightly, and with a flick of his wrist, he pulled out a black dagger from behind his back.
Unlike other daggers, this one is quadrangular in shape, with a blood groove on each of its four faces.
Yang Ke sneered, it seems that there is no blood, and the problem cannot be solved!
He shot his tongue out and licked it on the dagger.
The blade of the dagger was unusually sharp, and the tongue was immediately cut out.
Blood smeared on the dagger and was sucked in quickly.
Yang Ke said viciously, "Before drinking other people's blood, you must first suck your own blood."
Suffer death! ”
As the dagger was pulled out, Xiao Zhao felt that the temperature around him dropped by several degrees suddenly.
Yang Ke used a rare spiritual weapon, and he would not use it unless he had to.
Yang Ke flew up and jumped, his body seemed to be merged with the dagger, and a red afterimage rushed towards Xiao Zhao.
Mei Lin's eyes widened in surprise, the other party's momentum was very strong, and he could kill Xiao Zhao at once.
Yang Ke's attack was very spiritually demanding, and with his strength, he could only use it two or three times.
The sharp edge had already arrived in front of him, and Xiao Zhao didn't dare to use his fists to meet it.
He had to pull out the dagger as well, what he used was just an ordinary dagger, and it couldn't be compared to Yang Ke's at all.
But in the crisis, he can't help but think about it.
He arched one leg and concentrated all his strength into the dagger.
Blinding silver light burst out from the dagger.
Although Xiao Zhao rarely used weapons, this momentum was also terrifying, and even Su Jincheng couldn't help but nod.
Xiao Zhao has always been inconspicuous in the Shen family, and Su Jincheng didn't expect Xiao Zhao's strength to be so strong, even above him.
With a ding, the two daggers stabbed together, and Xiao Zhao was hit and retreated, barely steady.
And Yang Ke chased after him.
Xiao Zhao held the dagger with both hands at the same time, and the blades of the two daggers pressed together, making a clicking sound.
Xiao Zhao watched as a crack emerged from the dagger.
As the strength of the two people increased, the crack became more and more obvious, and the dagger was about to break, and Xiao Zhao's head was sweating.
If it is cut off, then Yang Ke's dagger will be stabbed directly into his heart.
Yang Ke's eyes were full of ruthlessness, and he said angrily, "Before you die, I will tell you a secret.
For what I can't get, I'm going to find a way to get her hands on it anyway.
But when I got it, I lost interest in her, like a throwaway trash.
I'm going to torture her slowly until she's dead miserably.
Including women.
It's because I can't get her that I desperately want to get her.
But don't worry, when she dies, I'll bury her with you.
Accomplish your long-cherished wish! ”
"Brute!" thought of the inhuman treatment that Shen Yanfang would suffer if he fell into his hands.
Xiao Zhao's eyes burst out with a light like a beast.
With a click, the dagger finally broke in two, one falling to the ground, holding only the handle of the dagger in his hand.
The corners of Yang Ke's mouth turned up, revealing a sneer.
The dagger continued to stab forward, and it had already reached Xiao Zhao's chest.
Xiao Zhao stretched out his hand and grabbed the blade of the dagger, and his hand was immediately stained red with blood.
Everyone in the audience saw this scene, and Shen Yanfang shouted in despair, Brother Zhao!
Mei Lin's heart also rose to his throat.
But it was a duel between the two of them, and he couldn't go up to help him.
Blood fell to the ground dripping, and the dagger got closer and closer to Xiao Zhao's chest.
Yang Ke didn't seem to be in a hurry to let him die, but deliberately controlled the dagger, stabbing him in the chest little by little.
He prefers to appreciate Xiao Zhao's desperate eyes before he died.
But to his disappointment, in Xiao Zhao's eyes, he didn't see despair and frustration at all.
Instead, his pupils turned blood-red, like a man-loving beast.
At the same time, he felt that the dagger was being pulled out of his body little by little.
The dagger pierced an inch or so, and it couldn't kill Xiao Zhao for the time being.
Suddenly, Xiao Zhao's strength seemed to increase a lot.
Yang Ke urged his strength several times, but the dagger was still being slowly pulled out.
Xiao Zhao's voice seemed to come from hell, "I won't die so easily!" ”
At the same time, a faint red air mass emerged from his wound.
The air mass spread along the dagger towards Yang Ke as if it were alive.
With a piercing stinging pain, his thumb was the first to touch the red gas.
I watched my thumb turn into a white bone.
Yang Ke had never seen such a terrible thing.
Just when he was stunned, Xiao Zhao's other hand clenched into a fist and smashed it into his chest.
With a muffled thud, the fist smashed firmly on him.
Yang Ke snorted, his body flew backwards, and at the same time, the dagger fell far away.
As his hand detached from the dagger, the red air mass returned to Xiao Zhao's body again.
Zhu Lei whispered to Mei Lin, that gas is very strange, it has appeared again!
Mei Lin couldn't figure out where the gas came from.
But at a critical time, it helped Xiao Zhao, otherwise Xiao Zhao's life would not have been saved.
Xiao Zhao's hand was almost cut off by the dagger.
Because of the injury, the strength on the fist was not great, and it failed to kill Yang Ke.
Xiao Zhao walked up to the dagger step by step, bent down and picked it up.
Then he walked towards Yang Ke and said, since you like to feed it with blood, then feed it thoroughly!
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