"Despicable" As Zhang Liang's extremely frustrated roar, he withdrew his sword and his feet exploded with his life's force and jumped to the back side.

He avoided Liu Lang's thunder-fast thorn.

Liu Lang's move made him recall four years ago. It was Liu Lang's steel barbarian tied to his forearm that blocked his samurai sword, which made him lose the opportunity. In the end, he had to abandon his ancestral sword and fight with Liu Lang, but was seriously injured by the brave Liu Lang's head.

That shadow has never been far away from it.

Now, Liu Lang actually used this trick again. Bastard, did he come alone? He clearly saw that Liu Lang had thrown away his gun and two military batons before going up the mountain.

He was so despicable that he carried three military spears with him? Zhang Liang was so depressed that he almost wanted to vomit blood.

Unfortunately, he doesn't even have time to vomit blood now.

He had lost his chance and was facing Liu Lang's storm-like attack.

As the saying goes, a samurai sword with an inch length of one inch and a blade length of up to 85 cm is actually much longer than the 30 cm short-handed military spear in Liu Lang's hand, but a samurai sword that was shorter and more dangerous, Liu Lang, who had the advantage, came close to him and attacked with poking, scratching, smashing, etc. The samurai sword in Zhang Liang's hand that shone coldly became a shortcoming.

Liu Lang attacked wildly, and Zhang Liang kept retreating, trying to get out of contact with Liu Lang, but he actually retreated more than ten meters in one breath until Zhang Liang's foot wearing military boots suddenly hit a huge rock and had no choice but to retreat.

Zhang Liang, who had a fierce look in his eyes, even threw down the samurai sword, and used his left arm as a shield to block Liu Lang's military spike. He slashed his right hand as a palm and used his fingers to make a knife, and suddenly slashed towards Liu Lang's neck.

Liu Lang poked it straight away regardless of it. Since the Black Hawk Empire wanted to kill him, he would poke one of his arms first. As for the knife, Liu Lang turned his shoulder halfway and wanted to use his strong shoulder muscles to block this move, he would also want to destroy Zhang Liang's arms first.

A trace of harshness flashed in Zhang Liang's eyes. Liu Lang really underestimated him too much. Although he used his palm as a knife, he cut eighteen pieces of wooden boards two inches thick with his palm knife in one breath. Liu Lang wanted to use fat, muscles and even bones to block his hand, as a result of the knife, which would be a broken tendon.

With a "clang" sound, Liu Lang's army hit Zhang Liang's forearm, which was using his arm as a shield, but there was a loud bang that could not be stabbed in.

At the same time, Zhang Liang's palm knife also slashed Liu Lang's thick shoulder, and with a "bang", it was like a defeat. While Zhang Liang's face changed, Liu Lang's face also changed slightly, but being blocked on his hands did not mean that his legs would not be able to use.

A trick of pulling the vaginal leg popped out like a poisonous snake, heading straight to Zhang Liang's lower body. Zhang Liang probably thought that way, and his legs popped out, and his legs hit each other straight. Both of them had the same expression, but judging from the trembling facial muscles, this head-on collision would probably not be good for both of them.

With the help of this power, Zhang Liang staggered and leaped away from the battle group, but Liu Lang did not continue to approach this time. Although he bent slightly and continued to maintain his offensive posture, he stood there and did not pursue the victory again.

Although he beat Zhang Liang a little embarrassed for ten seconds, even the samurai sword in his hand was forced to lose, but he was almost exhausted by attacking wildly. Zhang Liang was really a very strong opponent.

Especially since he has been training in the army for several years, he has been extremely cruel in his mind and no longer gives in to the way of both sides of the loss, which is becoming more and more difficult than four years ago.

Moreover, this guy is more cunning than before.

He actually tied a steel arm guard to his elbow, no wonder he dared to throw a samurai sword into his arms as a shield.

Facing Liu Lang's slightly calming eyes, Zhang Liang slowly pulled off the white shirt sleeves on his arms. The tough fabric seemed to be without any obstacles under his hooked fingers, revealing the fine steel arm guards with faint green light on his forearms.

"Liu Lang, in order to deal with your endless military assassination, I specially prepared this gift for you. Unexpectedly, I almost pierced you!" Zhang Liang's fingers slid through a small hole in the arm guard of his right arm, his face calmed down, and no one could see the trace of lingering fear flashing in his eyes. "Also, Liu Lang, who actually came here with his private hiding in private, why? Is it because he has no confidence in himself? Or, is it because of the gentleness of these years that has become a hero's tomb?"

Zhang Liang's bad habit of likes to attack the enemy from a psychological level has almost become his obsession. Without saying a few words, he probably won't be happy.

A hint of mockery flashed across Liu Lang's mouth, and he reached out and rolled up the sleeve of his left hand. It was empty, except for a white and tender arm.

Zhang Liang's eyes were twitching.

Perhaps, he had never regretted it as much as he is now. As long as he still slashed it with one knife, the terrible opponent in front of him who had occupied the shadow of his mind for several years would have broken his forearm, his chest and abdomen were holed open, and there was no military spike on his arm at all.

However, he finally retreated. He lost his chances and was forced to lose his samurai sword by the abominable fat man in a round of attacks, revealing his last reliance.

The fat white man was betting that he dared not trade his life for injury. He was betting on his life.

"Are you very regretful? I don't want to regret it? In fact, you were wrong. Your retreat was not because you were afraid of death, but because you were afraid of me and you were afraid of me to play with you. Just like last time I played with you, right?" Liu Lang's sarcasm in his eyes. When Zhang Liang's face kept thrusting and angry, he shamelessly added: "Don't worry, no matter how much you miss me over the past few years, I am not interested in men. I can't play with you, I will only beat you, and I will beat you so hard that I don't know you."

"Bastard! Liu Lang, you are a tyrant in martial arts..." Zhang Liang's face was directly said to be a pig's face by Liu Lang's words.

His so-called spiritual way was directly crushed into a scum in front of Captain Liu's "shamelessness".

Of course, he was not scolding him angrily. Just when he was so angry that he was dizzy and wanted to scold Liu Lang, Liu Lang's feet moved slightly, and a stone as big as a fist flew towards him.

This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! Damn it, I'm playing again!!! This is the idea that rose in Zhang Liang's mind when he stretched out his right arm to block the stone flying towards his face, just like a hundred thousand grass mud horses trampling by, a swamp.

The initiative was lost again.

What greeted him was naturally Liu Lang's attack from the storm of the storm that had already come back. He said a few words to you to have a good rest and beat you better. In this regard, the leader of the Lang team is more than Zhang Liangqiang, who likes pussy but always thinks he is looking for the flaws of his opponent.

What is a flaw? You will only know when you fight.

Without the samurai sword, Zhang Liang and Liu Lang started a desperate duel with two steel arm guards.

Although Zhang Liang lost the samurai sword, his two steel arm guards hit someone and broke their muscles and bones. Moreover, his arms are much more flexible than the sword in his hand. Zhang Liang, who was attacked by Liu Lang, was forced to show all his potential, and he could enter the top ten martial arts skills of the Black Hawk Empire.

The risks Liu Lang faced were even more terrifying than Zhang Liang holding a samurai sword.

However, Liu Lang, who had already been crazy, was even more terrifying in Zhang Liang's eyes. He even threw the military spear in his hand and grabbed a stone a little bigger than the baby's head and smashed it at Zhang Liang.

Zhang Liang's steel arm guard, who was desperately blocking, was covered with sparks. The steel arm guard, which was originally shining with a faint green light, was smashed so much that it was as if it was trampled by a group of elephants. Zhang Liang almost doubted his life.

Bastard, I can’t beat me with a military assassin, but bastard can’t say that I’ll beat me like this bird with a stone!

For two minutes, this time, Captain Liu was full of energy and "beated" Zhang Liang for two minutes. Both sides were like they were fished out of the water, sweating all over.

One is hard to beat, the other is painful to block it. Liu Lang's clothes were completely ruined, and the two black bruises between his chest and abdomen, as well as the dark black blue on his forehead were terrifying, but the price Zhang Liang paid was even more tragic.

The corners of the originally cruel mouth were swollen as if they were bitten by a nest of hornets. It was thanks to Liu Lang's elbow strike. The swollen lips were missing three large teeth, and they were really beaten to look for teeth all over the ground.

Of course, what makes people afraid to look directly at is a huge bag on his forehead. It is not only huge but also red and purple, which is exactly the same as when he almost became a unicorn four years ago. It makes people feel pain when they look at it. In fact, Zhang Liang was not only dizzy when he was knocked, but also dizzy when he was severe.

That was the result of the two men using their heads as weapons in close combat, not giving in to each other, and colliding hard.

Obviously, the two years of training in the 20th Division did not make his forehead harder. If he knew that Liu Lang had experienced the most rigorous training in the play, Tietou Kung, and he smashed ten red bricks with his head in one breath, he would probably never collide with Liu Lang with his head again in this life.

Of course, he may not have this opportunity anymore.

Just as the two of them were almost running through each other, Liu Lang suddenly opened his mouth and bit his shoulder, then waved his head suddenly.

A sword light suddenly rose.
Chapter completed!