"Zhao Qingxia, what kind of hand-to-hand combat are you playing with this muscle stick. Don't make a mistake, take out my big gun and bomb him. ”

The young man pursed his lips tightly and shook his head stubbornly.

"You're a craftsman, use your brain! How do you do something brainless?! ”

The young man still turned a deaf ear, waved his hand to brush away the rubble and dust from his body, and pulled himself out of the rubble.

With a "poof", the black short knife popped out of the arm and fell into the palm.

"Come !!! again"

The mob's anger suppressed in the bottom of his heart finally got a hearty catharsis, Li Jun felt extremely happy at this time, and the killing intent in his heart became more and more violent.

He casually ripped off his coat, which was almost in tatters, the tattoos on his neck were like living creatures with his blood, and a sinister smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Come on!!!"

The two figures rushed out at the same time and collided together again!

The knife techniques planted in Zhao Qingxia's biochip are obviously no less than boxing techniques, Shaolin single knife, Yanqing knife, Hongmen knife, and Crouching Tiger knife......

Whether it is the smart and elegant southern sword technique, or the fierce and domineering northern knife move, it is all at your fingertips.

The sword light swirled, and blood splashed.

The black short knife is extremely sharp, and it can cut through a hideous wound just by touching it.

But Li Jun was like a madman, he didn't care about the blood that exploded all over his body, and fought the sword waves with his bare hands.

Every time you take a knife, you have to return the punch. Don't let a single step!

The stubborn and crazy eyes made Zhao Qingxia's heart chill, and coupled with the violent concussion of his head just now, the mimicry moves inevitably underwent slight deformation.

All these changes were seen by Li Jun, and the smile on the corner of his mouth was even worse.

"Laugh at your mother's head!"

Zhao Qingxia's mood was manic and unbearable, and the short knife was wrapped in a swift and vicious wind, and it was inserted into Li Jun's eyebrows!

Li Jun's right foot was like an evil dragon raising his head, and a simple but domineering enough kick stepped directly on Zhao Qingxia's chest.

Another brutal change.

Li Jun's right calf was cut with a deep wound that could be seen to the bone.

Zhao Qingxia flipped back in the air, and the moment he landed on the ground, he also spurted out a mouthful of blood, sweating profusely, panting heavily.

But before he could calm down the sharp pain in his heart, there was already a black shadow in front of him.

Li Jun's ten fingers were close together like a knife, and he used his hand instead of a knife to perform a single knife selection, and an awe-inspiring killing intent swept through Zhao Qingxia's body.

Zhao Qingxia, whose face was mottled with blood, had fierce eyes, and the exoskeleton armor covering the surface of his body moved silently, forming a thick defense in key locations such as the heart and skull.

The black short knife was like a soldier crossing the river, and it went straight to Li Jun's heart.

"Lao Tzu wants to see if it's your hard skin, or Lao Tzu's hard armor!"

Zhao Qingxia roared angrily, but he seemed to have forgotten a little, I don't know when he had begun to be led by Li Jun, unconsciously gave up the advantages of mimicry martial arts, and his thinking fell into a strange circle of fighting for injuries.

The next moment, a sudden change occurred!

I saw that Li Jun's body speed, which had already climbed to the peak, was incredibly faster.

In hand-to-hand combat, the difference was no less than a world of difference, and it broke out at this point, allowing Li Jun's right hand knife to slash at Zhao Qingxia's throat first.

Clang!

Although the machine spirit named Ma Wang Ye had thickened the defenses here in advance, the shock caused by the collision still made Zhao Qingxia's eyes dark.

At the same time, Li Jun's left-handed knife was slashed horizontally in front of his chest and slashed at the side of the black short knife.

This series of attacks happened between lightning and flint, and Zhao Qingxia's biochip made an early warning, but his reflex nerves didn't have time to react at all, and he could only hold the hilt of the knife under the instinctive trend to prevent the weapon from getting out of his hands.

With a crisp snap, Zhao Qingxia was stumbled by the huge force from the knife, and his body instantly lost his balance.

Li Jun did not hesitate at all, lungeed and sank, and the palm knife came out from his waist and slashed at both sides of Zhao Qingxia's head from bottom to top.

Single knife method selection, kill the first knife!

The metal twisted and deformed with a tooth-aching sound, and Zhao Qingxia's figure was also knocked backwards.

Li Jun's eyes were cold, his right foot advanced to grab the position, and his arms were like dragon pythons coiled, firmly locking Zhao Qingxia's wrist holding the knife.

The right knee, which has been cut into the midline, is pushed horizontally and directly hits the opponent's left knee patella!

In order to defend against Li Jun's double knives, Ma Wangye had already tightened part of the exoskeleton armor here to the ribs in advance, and the remaining few thin leg armors could not block such a violent attack at all.

"Ahh

The nail piece was shattered and inverted, and it was inserted into the flesh and blood around the patella, and the sharp pain of the bone erosion made Zhao Qingxia can't help but let out a terrible scream!

"Give Lao Tzu a knife!"

Li Jun shouted in a deep voice, wrapped his arms around his opponent's right hand and twisted with force.

At this moment, Zhao Qingxia even heard the crackling sound of his muscles and bones breaking, and the expression on his face was distorted, as if he couldn't bear such a sharp pain, and threw away the black short knife.

Seeing this scene, Li Jun's heart was suddenly relieved.

The lungs that were almost squeezed dry by a fast attack were about to inhale new air, but at this moment, Zhao Qingxia, who should not have been able to move, suddenly fell forward.

This action is like actively cooperating with Li Jun to twist his right arm.

Click!

Zhao Qingxia's right arm showed a chilling and strange angle, and the corners of his forehead were like a waterfall, but the corners of his mouth were smiling extremely brightly.

He used a broken arm in exchange for freedom of movement!

At this time, the music stirring in the wind climbed to the climax, and the sound of suona completely ignited the blood courage in his body.

Zhao Qingxia, who successfully got out of trouble, suddenly turned around, picked up the falling black short knife with his intact left hand, and slashed it out!

Zhao Qingxia's ferocity towards himself was completely beyond Li Jun's expectations, and when he saw the sword light out of the corner of his eye, the cold blade had already cut to his waist.

Poof!

A terrifying wound three inches long was cut on Li Jun's waist, and half of his body was stained red in the blink of an eye by the splash of blood.

If it weren't for the strong enough defense blessed by the iron cloth shirt, this knife could directly cut open his chest!

The severe pain was like firewood, which made the violence in Li Jun's eyes burn even more. In a violent state, he became more and more fierce, and his right hand punched like a drum, smashing on Zhao Qingxia's breastplate!

Zhao Qingxia's face turned red suddenly, and he tried his best to control his trembling body, but the blood still rushed through his clenched teeth and spurted out.

At this time, he didn't dare to let Li Jun stick in front of him anymore, and waved his left hand indiscriminately, trying to force Li Jun away.

But in the next second, the messy knife light was torn apart by a pair of blood-drenched hands, and a bloodied figure squeezed in.

Zhao Qingxia felt a weight on his head, and one hand buckled his helmet!

"What is he going to do?"

The conceited iron blood suddenly swelled up in his heart at this moment.

"Drink!"

Li Jun roared, and smashed Zhao Qingxia to the ground with one arm, and his heavy fist collapsed like a mountain, smashing down towards the opponent's head!

One punch... Two punches... Three punches....

Blood splatters, metal shatters.....

Zhao Qingxia no longer has the ability to resist, even if he protects his hands on the left and right of his head and face, he can't resist the ravages of Li Jun's fist shadow.

A mech that makes you wear! Let you fuck play music!

The muffled sound continued, and Zhao Qingxia's pupils already showed signs of dilation, and the whole person was lying on the ground without knowing whether he was alive or dead.

At this moment, Li Jun's fist smashing action suddenly stopped.

A black metal line cautiously stretched out in front of him, and a pitch-black martial arts injector hung on it.

"Dude, buddy, stop and dissipate your anger, if you continue to fight, Zhao Qingxia, this kid will really die."

The decoration on Zhao Qingxia's helmet that looked like a vertical eye suddenly lit up red, and the voice of the spirit horse prince sounded.

Li Jun raised his eyebrows, does Ma Wangye really have three eyes?