Chapter 2049 What's more? Why bother?

“That’s right!”

The man in the mask nodded slightly, and a murderous intent emerged in his eyes. He firmly believed that the team members could protect Yu Linling, so he decided to solve Zhao Heng on the spot tonight. He responded coldly: "Well, I'm worried about locking your whereabouts again. I didn't expect you to come to your door on your own initiative."

"You have to give me an explanation for the shame of Chita No. 8."

Obviously, he was very angry at the man in blue who was broken by Zhao Heng. It was a merciless slap in the face, and there were eight team members who died suddenly: "You also need to give me an explanation for Andutang's blood debt. Zhao Heng, if you appear tonight, you will never run away!"

Zhao Heng curled up a joke and gently waved his fingers: "The explanation is very simple, that is, kill you on the spot, and then destroy Yu Linling and the others! Especially your Chita team, killing so many of us brothers and hurting my woman. I must crush you and extinguish you."

The man in the mask snorted coldly: "You want to kill me?"

The man in the mask said with a sense of contempt, and obviously did not take Zhao Heng and Ximen Qing into consideration. Zhao Heng shook his head without hesitation, flashed a sword and threw it out: "I don't have time to deal with monsters like you. I want to kill Yu Linling, so he will give you this explanation!"

With Zhao Heng's fingers gently, a figure flashed behind the dark back. As the masked man looked at the emotionless eyes, the middle-aged man stood in front of Zhao Heng with a high posture, with a three-foot-three spear on his right hand, and he looked at the enemy's biggest devil with a calm face.

The man with a mask had his eyelids slid with the wind, and his emotions were obviously rippling.

When the middle-aged man lowered his spear slightly, his originally peaceful clothes suddenly fluttered backwards. The ancient momentum bloomed in the dark with a sense of independence from the world. The cold light of the snowy night lingered with the hard and sharp spear, slow but amazing, like the Terracotta Warriors about to charge into battle.

The man with a mask had uncontrollably wriggled his throat, and his mouth was dry and tongue were unprecedented. There was no doubt that he had already smelled the same breath and the strength of the middle-aged man. He kept calm and said coldly: "I understand now why the eight team members died in Andutang!"

"You guys play slowly!"

Zhao Heng smiled faintly: "I'll leave first!"

Seeing that Zhao Heng was about to leave here to pursue Yu Linling, Captain Chita stomped his right foot and shot at Zhao Heng like a sharp arrow. The speed was so fast that Ximen Qing could not speak. He obviously wanted to block him and pursue his master. At the same time, he wanted to kill Zhao Heng with one move and complete the mission assigned by Yu Linling.

Just as Captain Chita stomped his feet, the middle-aged man also shot up his toes. The speed of the tornado made his clothes ripple with arcs like clear waves. In the blink of an eye, he carried an incomparable murderous intent and silently rushed to Captain Chita, with a spear running through the long rainbow!

"when!"

The simple spear opened the blade that stabbed Zhao Heng's throat. When Zhao Heng saw a trace of Mars bounced away, he smelled a faint burning smell. Then he glanced at the tip of the other party's knife was only three inches away from him. A cold sweat broke out behind Zhao Heng's back. The opponent's speed was so amazing.

At this time, the middle-aged man who blocked the opponent's sword horizontally shook his arm and opened the distance between the two sides. Then another spear came out ruthlessly. Captain Chita was also aroused by blood. He slammed the sword in his hand and slashed a dazzling arc, and a light that made Ximen Qing unable to open his eyes bloom.

Although it is particularly dazzling and moving, everyone knows that the murderous intent contained in it is enough to make people fall into hell and never be reborn. The middle-aged man's right hand trembled, and his spear drew the most round arc. Three feet away from his body, the sword and spear carried the mountain to confront each other, making a sharp sound.

"Bang!"

Then the two people flew backwards due to the collision force.

What shocked Captain Chita was that the middle-aged man's spear turned three points in the backwards. He gently pointed the spear, and his body, which had originally flew backwards, suddenly turned around and rushed to his unsteady self at a faster speed. The cold spear in his hand was full of murderous intentions. The momentum was even more overwhelming.

The surroundings were soaked by cold murderous intent that the winter spirit became stronger. The snow that was bitten by the spear instantly escaped a lot of powder and fluttered one after another. The masked man kept attacking the middle-aged man with cold eyes. He took a step back with his right foot and cut a sharp edge of anger in his hand.

A gorgeous arc bloomed!

The charge captain Chita and the Terracotta Warriors collided, locked and linked. Although they did not have the emotional turmoil of ordinary people, they all saw the courage to fearless life and death from each other's eyes, the cold like the glaciers from the polar regions, and the blood and coldness condensed by countless souls.

As the two approached, snowflakes flew on the ground, like two beasts colliding head-on. Although they admitted that the other party was powerful, they had absolute confidence in their own strength. So they fought together in the most brutal, primitive and bloodiest way.

"Dangdangdang!"

The spear and the saber began to fight fiercely, and the sound of metal hitting continued to sound, and it was very far away in the night. The weapons waving formed a whirlwind of different shapes, and they kept colliding on the long and narrow roads. The interweaving of sword lights were dazzling sparks that kept bursting, making people squint slightly.

Both sides used their maximum strength and fastest speed, making Zhao Heng and Ximen Qing unable to recognize their movements, and made the surroundings even more chilling. In the end, only two groups of snowflakes were moved, and it was impossible to see who was the Terracotta Warriors and who was the Captain of Chita, let alone their moves.

"Pu!" "Pu!"

The two began to be injured, and the bloody red beads began to splatter from time to time. Their faces became distorted, and only their eyes remained as quiet as horizontal. Zhao Heng looked at the splattered blood, then looked at their slow figures, and turned his head slightly to Ximen Qing: "Fishing line!"

Ximen Qing nodded, and there were a few tough fishing lines on his left hand. When he saw the two of them colliding and retreating from each other, he suddenly released the fishing lines in his hand and once again gently wrapped Captain Chita. The latter's body stuttered slightly, and both his footsteps and gestures were affected.

He roared angrily and swung his sword to cut off the bound fishing line. Because of this slowness, a spear had already stabbed towards him as fast as a meteor. Although Captain Chita had his best efforts to block the sword, the spear still stabbed his waist with the sharpness of the saber, and a blood flower suddenly burst out.

Captain Chita's body shook, and the spear seemed to be growing on his waist, but he quickly regained his calmness. Then he took a few steps back and tried to pull out of his body from the spear, and then rushed towards Zhao Heng not far away. There was no doubt that he wanted to die with Zhao Heng.

"flutter!"

The middle-aged man obviously knew what he was going to do. The spear in his hand twisted and broke a piece of flesh on his waist. Another bunch of blood burst out. Although Captain Chita had no pain in his eyes, his body rushing forward still had a slight stagnation of power brought out by the spear.

The speed is uncontrollable and slowed down.

"Bang!"

At this moment, Zhao Heng shot over, waved his sword from his hand, and the sword light flashed sharply, followed by a sharp sound, and a huge head flew out. In the air, the head flashed with anger and unwillingness. Then, with a plop, his head fell into a heavy snow pit.

Until this moment, the body without a head fell down with a bang!

Zhao Heng held the blood-stained sword and swept over Captain Chita, who was on the other side of his body. There was a hint of regret in his eyes. Then he passed by more than a dozen wounded Terracotta Warriors and Horses, and spoke to the elite Western-style forces who emerged: "Protect them and treat them with the wounds. I will take Terracotta Warriors to chase Yu Linling."

"She must die tonight!"

A minute later, Zhao Heng brought seven Terracotta Warriors to pursue. With the latter's tracking and solving the problem, Zhao Heng almost advanced straight in, crossed five passes and killed six generals, and sprinkled blood all the way. Finally, Zhao Heng brought two Terracotta Warriors and four others to block Yu Linling and others in an abandoned hut.

The snowy night is cold and a touch of sadness is filled with.

"Zhao Heng, if you have the ability, come and kill me!"

Apart from a low wall, there are several piles of white snow. Yu Linling's pretty face flashed with murderous intent in the cold light, and a dagger hit Katyusha's throat: "There is no way out, then I won't leave. The Yu family was destroyed by you, and the Chita team was destroyed by you, you can destroy me too!"

Zhao Heng sighed: "Why do you have to? Why bother?"

If the same is the same, it is a different situation!

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Chapter completed!