From the moment Ma Liang used the move "Liu Suifeng Swing", Jiang Di's expression was still stunned. When Zhou Ming easily reached out to hold the handle of the knife and played with it leisurely, Jiang Di's expression was still stunned.
He really had to be stunned, because these things were far beyond his imagination.
Ma Liang's head buzzed. His first reaction was how could this be possible? His second reaction was, "If this knife is used, no one in the world will be able to avoid it." His third reaction was that this guy must be lucky.
It must be!
No one knew that cold sweat had soaked Zhou Ming's back. No matter how relaxed he pretended to be, only he knew how dangerous the knife just now was, with life and death almost hanging on a thin line! Ma Liang took out another knife.
The knife with a thin handle came and slashed towards Zhou Ming like crazy. Zhou Ming had a heavy face, and he used Tai Chi's "four ounces to move a thousand catties" skill. Ma Liang's knife, whether it was powerful or powerful, was completely defeated by Zhou Ming.
He was driven back and forth with his skillful energy. The more Ma Liang fought, the more frightened and desperate he became. His mind was filled with one sentence: When did he become so strong?
"That's enough!" Jiang Di shouted angrily, grabbing the child and walking towards Zhou Ming and Ma Liang, "Zhou Ming, I want you to stop now, otherwise your sworn brother's child will be strangled to death by me soon!" [
As soon as he said this, Zhou Ming immediately stopped. When he cracked Ma Liang's "Liu Suifeng Pendulum" and held the knife, he knew that his strength had been exposed and that this moment was not far away. Zhou Ming stopped
Although he made a move, Ma Liang failed to stop his hand and slashed his knife diagonally, leaving a long wound on Zhou Ming's chest.
"Okay, just chop like this!" Jiang Di came over and kicked Zhou Ming on the waist. Zhou Ming fell sideways, and the blood from the wound on his chest flowed out, gradually soaking his clothes and staining the dirty cement floor.
Zhang Yujie turned his head to look at the scene here, with fire in his eyes, and reached out to touch the gourd at his waist. Chu Tingting yelled, fell on Zhou Ming, tremblingly supported his body, and used
Hands touched his wounds.
Jiang Di stood in front of Zhou Ming, looked at the long knife edge on his chest, and laughed: "Haha, very good, very similar to the knife I used to chop Zhai Guang! Ma Liang, continue to chop, before he
He was stabbed seventy-seven forty-nine times, and he must be drained of his last drop of blood before he died!"