Facing Liu Lang's move that either you die or I die, Zhang Liang did not retreat again, and even lowered his head without dodging, facing his forehead.

Two heads that can be called masters of boxing hit each other hard.

There are no dazzling tricks, it's quite like a fight between kindergarten children.

The muffled "bang" sound made the swords in the hands of Tyson and two Blackhawk Empire swordsmen involuntarily slow down a little.

What is the ending of two hardest bones in the human body that were infused with great strength? Natural blood splattered.

Not to mention that both of them were dizzy and staggered away.

Under the huge collision, the skin of the two of them had a tough forehead exploded at the same time, and their faces were covered in blood.

Whether it is a show-off or a few team leaders who suffer losses in one-on-one, they have no master's style at this moment, and they are full of blood and are like two gangsters fighting on the street.

There is no bullshit martial arts contest, this is life and death. The moment Zhang Liang hit his head hard on Liu Lang's head, he seemed to suddenly break through some kind of shackles in his heart, and an unspeakable emotion arose in his heart.

He is a martial arts master, but he was repeatedly restrained by a soldier's counterattack, not because of his martial arts, but because he lacks the iron-blooded spirit of his opponent, which is either you die or I die.

It turns out that the battlefield is also a kind of tempering and practice.

Resisting the nauseating dizziness in his mind, Zhang Liang made a silent decision in his heart.

However, Liu Lang was not as hard as this person. The head of the Black Hawk Empire was so hard that he felt a little concussion. Liu Lang staggered back six or seven steps in a row to resist the temporarily lost sense of balance of the cerebellum.

It is also possible that because of severe dizziness and loss of direction, Liu Lang did not realize that the direction he was retreating was exactly the direction of a Black Hawk Empire swordsman.

The Black Hawk Empire swordsman who glanced at Liu Lang from the corner of his eyes was overjoyed. The sword that attacked Tyson turned and slashed towards Liu Lang's waist. If he was slashed with one and a half, even if Liu Lang's waist was as big as an ordinary person, he would have to end with one and two cuts.

"Wangguo Liu..." Tyson, who witnessed all this, suddenly roared, completely ignoring the knife that slashed at his chest, waved his wide and slightly excessive dagger and slashed at the enemy attacking Liu Lang.

At that moment, Tyson had already regarded Liu Lang as his comrade-in-arms, and his back should be left to him to protect. Lieutenant Tyson performed his comrade-in-arms well.

The remaining swordsman seemed to have seen the dawn of victory. As long as he killed the terrible enemy who had a tie with the young master, the rest of the people were not worth worrying, even if there was one person in the house with a gun. How could he let him rescue the terrible fat man just because he killed a big black man?

The sword light turned around and blocked Tyson's saber.

However, another sword light slashed towards Liu Lang who was retreating without stopping.

"A Yi, retreat." Unlike Tyson, Zhang Liang, who was still dizzy, changed his expression and shouted loudly to remind his subordinates.

Why did the young master want to retreat? He slashed his swordsman with one swordsman's face changed with an old swordsman's face. This roar reminded him of Jia San who died under Liu Langgang's stabbing in the previous move. He stabbed him with confidence and then, there was nothing else.

But in order to cut off the terrifying fat man, the Black Hawk Empire swordsman has almost used 90% of his strength. This knife cannot be stopped just by catching it.

Then, he had to die.

Liu Lang did not dodge or dodge the knife that came from behind. He was like blocking Zhang Liang's blade, and he slightly turned his body and held his arm to block the light of the blade like light. However, this time it was his left arm.

Jia Yi did not have the excitement of breaking his flesh and blood body with one knife. His eyes couldn't help but glance at the dark steel thorn lying quietly on the ground. He clearly remembered that Liu Lang's individual weapons had all been removed from his hands with the young master.

Obviously, Steel Thorn was still in place and calmed his heart a little.

But how can this flash of lightning be distracted, especially in front of experts like Liu Lang?

Especially who told you that Liu Lang can’t bring two steel thorns?

Among all the people present, they knew that Liu Lang had a steel spike, and I'm afraid that only Zhang Liang was besides Liu Lang.

Because, Liu Lang felt that his arm was about to be broken just now, it was not himself, but a pretender.

Speaking of which, Liu Lang couldn't help but admire the man in a pretentious manner, and it was hard for him to hold his arm and the special short-handled three-edged military spike tied to his arm. Not to mention that the fracture was at least a fracture, he was still calm and held his head and confronted him again.

That's right, if it weren't for Liu Lang's hidden steel stabbing and breaking his right arm bone, Zhang Liang could not have done the trick of using his head to fight Liu Lang head-on, that's because he was also forced into a desperate situation. He was wearing some bullshit martial arts airs and not playing with Liu Lang's life, he probably wouldn't have this chance in the future.

The knife slashed Liu Lang's arm as he wished, but it was a sharp "clang" sound of metallic connection. Liu Lang's arm rushed forward against the blade, in the face of Jia Yi's horrified eyes.

Just as he was about to use his wrist to lift the blade, Liu Lang, who had already cut off most of his sleeves, grabbed his hand suddenly and grabbed it.

The two men's handshake, especially two hostile men, never turned out to be very good.

Liu Lang opened his eyes angrily, and suddenly pinched with one hand. With a click, he actually cut off several finger bones of the Black Hawk Empire Swordsman. He pulled it up again and suddenly pulled the Black Hawk Empire Swordsman with a huge change in his face into his arms.

Not only was Liu Lang's broad arms, but also his face was covered in blood, Liu Lang's slightly ferocious face, as if he felt that he should relieve the pain, and as if he was addicted to hitting his head, Liu Lang hit the face of the Black Hawk Empire swordsman with a head hammer.

At this moment, the blood rushed out seven or eight meters away.

"Ah!!!" The swordsman's screaming sound was enough to make hundreds of meters.

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content behind it! "Damn it, I'm still alive." Liu Lang roared angrily and bumped into it again.

Although Liu Lang's forehead was bloody and flesh, the Black Hawk Empire swordsman whose fragile face was hit was even more tragic. The huge pressure almost squeezed the swordsman's eyes, which was not enough to make a master who had been practicing martial arts for twenty years die. The hard skull shattered his nose bone and inserted it into his brain. This is the main reason for the swordsman's death.

Putting aside the Black Hawk Empire swordsman who had lost his knife and was rolling on the ground with both hands, Liu Lang shook his dizzy head, and a bloody rain scattered from his hair, and a strong smell of blood immediately filled the audience.

With two consecutive head hammers, Liu Lang performed his fierceness to the extreme.

Jia Er, who was fighting with Tyson, felt that his legs were a little weak. He had seen people killing like numb, but he had never seen such a terrible guy who even wanted to kill. He could just kill people without his head, but with his legs and knees.

Without even looking at the sword technique, Liu Lang looked at Zhang Liang, who had hit his subordinates twice in a row but had not moved, and smiled with white teeth: "Black Hawk Empire, come on, come back."

Zhang Liang, who was standing there for more than ten seconds, shook his head, "Liu Lang, you are stronger than I thought. I can't kill you today." He looked at the family treasure sword lying quietly on the ground five meters away from him, "My treasure sword is placed at Liu Lang first, and when I meet him in the future, I will ask Liu Lang to retrieve it."

After saying that, he retreated without stopping like lightning, even a few points faster than the inhuman speed of his attack.

"Also, Liu Lang, my name is Zhang Liang, not the Black Hawk Empire." The sound of Zhang Liang jumping downstairs continued to come from afar.

Liu Lang looked at the direction of Zhang Liang's departure with complicated eyes, but it was rare that he did not chase after the Black Hawk Empire in the past.

It’s not that I don’t want to, but that I can’t.

However, the short battle of more than one minute really cost Liu Lang all his energy. If Zhang Liang had the courage to rush up, he would find that the power of the terrifying guy just now was far less than before.

Unfortunately, a warrior with broken arm bones will not easily put himself in danger, so he retreated "wisely".

Seeing that the young master mercilessly abandoning himself and evacuating himself alone, especially facing such a devilish enemy, the only remaining Black Hawk Empire swordsman's swordsman's swordsman's swordsmanship was in chaos.

Tyson yelled, and then, a bit blinding one rolled to the side of the door.

After guarding the private room door for a long time, this was the first time he gave up the battlefield he had to stick to.

Because, he also has comrades in his army.

A sharpshooter holding a gun.
Chapter completed!