He killed him, or he was killed by him. Ling Hanfeng felt that he had fallen into a fatal disaster and regretted not putting some poison on the sword. His appearance did disturb Li Luo's mood, but no one expected it.
What's more, there seems to be another "Li Luo" living in his body. Ling Hanfeng suddenly remembered what he said: Do you know which me is the real me?
The marksmanship became more and more consistent, and all the ferocity that had been suppressed by the sword was aroused, roaring and roaring, just like the crazy and joyful Li Luo. There were more and more wounds on his body, and more and more blood flowed.
, Ling Hanfeng's knives and swords are not that easy to deal with after all, but the more this happens, the strange red light in Li Luo's eyes becomes even hotter, even Xue Li's eyes are a bit burning when he looks at it.
Ling Hanfeng wanted to admit defeat. He knew that if he continued like this, even if he could cut off one of his arms or legs, the spear would definitely poke a hole in him. Xue Li's feeling was not wrong, Li Luo would lose, but
Ling Hanfeng would die. If we were talking about life and death, perhaps neither she nor Black Sword and White Sword would be able to achieve this level.
The old man didn't stop drinking, and Xue Li didn't mean to stop Li Luo. The only two people here who could interrupt the game didn't make any move.
"That's not right." Liuyunzhan suddenly exclaimed.
"What's wrong?" Gu Lianglei slightly lost her voice and asked anxiously.
"Don't you think the injuries sustained by the prince are getting lighter and lighter?"
"You mean..."
"Either Feng Zhanlin seeks no merit but no fault, switching from offense to defense. It is not impossible to draw this round, or his sword has been captured by the prince's spear and has lost its sharpness." Wan Yi flashed.
He closed his eyes and said, "It seems that the prince has a greater chance of winning this round."
Gu Liang looked at Li Luo's figure with tears in his eyes. No one noticed that half an hour was about to pass. The outcome was decided, life and death were decided. Xue Li raised his head and glanced at the old man. The old man was motionless. The fourth round was over.
After that, there is only one final battle between him and her.
Ling Hanfeng slowly moved in the direction of the stone hammer, seemingly unintentionally but actually intentionally. He was now in a situation where he was riding a tiger and it was difficult to get off. If he retreated, the spear would definitely take advantage of the situation and overwhelm the knife and sword in one fell swoop.
In this way, Ling Hanfeng estimated that he would die under the gun after not being able to withstand three moves. Either block his gun and wait for his blood to drain out. But looking at those eyes filled with strange red light, Ling Hanfeng had a thought in his heart.
He has a clear thought, even if he bleeds to death, he will definitely pull himself up on his back before he dies. And the last way is to attract others into the game and remove the spear for him. Although he loses, he can survive.
If he moves away from Xue Li, he will only think that he died too slowly. In this case, he has no other choice but to find a way to make the old man take action. As long as he can block half of Li Luo's moves, he can escape. As for
Win or lose, we have already lost three games, so what does it matter if we lose one more game?
His movement was so natural that no one noticed anything unusual, but the moment he jumped onto the stone hammer, a wall of air forced him back. Ling Hanfeng was stunned and looked at the old man on top of the stone hammer in shock, suddenly understanding that the old man
He didn't want him to come up! Ling Hanfeng was stunned, and his heart seemed to have sunk into an ice cave. Before he could think about it, a strong wind suddenly hit behind him. When he turned his head, the tip of the Guilty Crazy Spear was as sharp as a spark, heading straight for his throat. Ling Hanfeng suddenly gave birth to a
There was a sense of sadness that a rabbit would die and a dog would be cooked. I screamed sharply, the sword was like a sword, the sword was like a sword, and I had a violent heart. If I were to talk about my true ability and learning, I might not lose to a mere mortal prince.
The sword picked up Guineng's spear and stabbed him in the heart. If it had been just now, Li Luo would have retreated to a place where the blade could not reach the spine, temporarily avoiding its edge, and relying on Guineng's length advantage, he would have waited for an opportunity to find him.
There was a flaw in Ling Hanfeng's body. But this time he did not hide, the gun did not move, but the man suddenly rushed in along the handle of the gun. Ling Hanfeng was stunned for a moment, but the moves of the left sword and right sword did not stop at all, and he fell into the trap.
He was covered in it. Guineng lost the advantage of long weapons and almost broke one of his own arms. He was seeking death by doing so!
All the cavalry generals in the Chinese army cried out in surprise. Gu Lianglei screamed and covered his mouth with his hands, looking in horror at Li Luo who was carrying the sword with his physical strength.
Just when almost everyone thought that Li Luo was about to die, he abandoned his blade, clasped his hands into fingers, and for some reason, broke through the net of swords and swords. That finger shocked the world at first.
Gods and ghosts are all afraid. When they reach Linghan Peak, within a foot of their eyes, they can decide the world with just one finger. They can decide whether they are high or low, and seal the heaven and earth. However, when they get even an inch closer, there is no murderous intention on their finger anymore, just like when the heaven and earth first opened, it was there.
If you are there, you are not there. If you are there, you can hide and block it; if you are not there, you are empty. You cannot hide or block it. But if the finger is there again the moment it lands on his forehead, Ling Hanfeng is sure that his head will be full of pain.
Make a hole.
He couldn't hide or block, so he retreated. He retreated violently! But he forgot to abandon the sword and the sword. The sword and the sword were originally inserted into Li Luo's body. This time the wound was very deep, deeper than before. Since this finger
If you can't take over or win, then retreat. Retreating means losing, but losing is better than dying.
The knife and sword were pulled out from Li Luo's body, and two red lines were drawn out, which was shocking. But he forgot that it takes time to draw out the knife, and the same goes for drawing out the sword. This time is not enough for anything, and it may not even take a blink of an eye.
, or a snap of his fingers, but he forgot about the spear hanging between the two of them.
When Linghan Peak retreated, Li Luo didn't take advantage of the situation to chase him out. He only did one thing, holding a gun, and then stabbed out Guilin's spear. No matter how fast a person's Qinggong movement is, it is not as fast as a spear, and the person holding the gun is not as fast as a spear.
His martial arts skills were already on par with him. So, after a tenth of a blink of an eye, the tip of the spear was already pointed at his heart, but at this time, the knife and sword had not been completely retracted.
Ling Hanfeng suddenly realized that if he gave up his sword and sword, he could avoid this fatal shot.
The ending was no longer important. Li Luo, who was covered in blood, was leaning on Guilin and stood leaning on each other. Ling Hanfeng, three feet away in front of him, was holding a sword. The expression on his face was indescribably weird. He didn't know whether he was laughing or crying.
, a drop of blood oozed from the chest, and then the blood stain became larger and larger, and in the blink of an eye, the entire chest was stained red.
Ling Hanfeng opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood, glanced at Li Luo, and grinned: "I know her secret..." After saying that, he fell to the ground.
In this battle, Li Luo won, but it was a miserable victory, injuring the enemy one thousand and himself losing eight hundred. He almost sacrificed his life for his life. There was nothing he could do, time was running out.
"We won." Xue Li looked up at the old man.
"Well, you won this round. I'm willing to admit defeat. Let's continue."