Chapter two hundred and seventy-fifth of the country's unparalleled!
Phew!
Lin Ze raised his right arm and firmly held on to the silver spear that pierced his shoulder blade. Another bloody arrow shot out from the wound.
Bang!
Lin Ze pulled Yuan Danqing's body over and slammed his forehead into it!
A ball of blood appeared on his forehead, and his face was immediately covered with blood.
Bang!
After the second impact, blood flowed down his cheek, and the smell of blood overflowed into the corner of his mouth, stimulating Lin Ze's energy. A cruel smile appeared on his face, and his eyes shone brightly.
Bang bang bang!
The continuous impacts made Yuan Danqing, known as the singles king of the Northeast, dizzy, and his legs were a little unsteady. The blood on his handsome face was terrifying.
Lin Ze grabbed the gun body with one hand, and firmly grasped Yuan Danqing's shoulder blade with the other hand, not giving him a chance to resist or break free.
The collisions again and again, the frightening moments of mutual destruction, brought both sides into a deadlock.
Bang bang!
Phew!
Yuan Danqing's head was squeezed by a huge force and he spat out a mouthful of blood. His face was as pale as paper and his eyes were dim, as if he was about to fall over.
"Uh-"
Yuan Danqing, who seemed to be unable to support himself, shrugged his shoulders vigorously, and there were vague signs of swinging Lin Ze's right hand away. Before Lin Ze could exert force again, Yuan Danqing gathered all his strength and shrugged, and actually knocked Lin Ze's right hand away.
Swing away.
Bang!
The moment his wrist lost strength, Lin Ze raised his right foot and struck directly into Yuan Danqing's heart.
Deng Deng stared——
Yuan Danqing, who broke free from the restraints, was kicked several steps away and hit the wall before he could stabilize his body.
"Uh-"
Blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth, and a strange blood-red color suddenly appeared on Yuan Danqing's pale face, like a flash of light, making him look very coquettish.
Tick tock.
Tick tock.
Blood flowed down the gun tip behind the shoulder and overflowed through Lin Ze's fingers. At this moment, Lin Ze was like a devil crawling out of Shura Hell, which was extremely terrifying.
He lowered his head slightly, blew out a heavy breath from the tip of his nose, pursed his lips tightly, and just stood there in silence, without saying a word.
Yuan Danqing was shocked by Lin Ze's method of killing eight hundred enemies and damaging himself eight thousand.
He had never seen such a terrifying ruthless person. He even used his body as a bait to stab himself with a spear, and then he launched a fatal counterattack. Now, the spear penetrated Lin Ze's body, he was injured, and Yuan Danqing also lost his weapon.
The pain in my brain felt as if it was about to be torn apart. My chest was tight and nauseated, and my legs were also a little weak.
Yuan Danqing rose to prominence in the Northeast, and has experienced hundreds of battles, big and small, and rarely encounters an opponent. Even if there are equally matched opponents, it is rare for Yuan Danqing to be in such a miserable state, let alone lose his weapons.
He gasped heavily, his face full of shock, and his eyes showed strong surprise.
He leaned his back against the wall. He knew that if he broke away from the wall, it would be difficult to straighten his waist and stand firm.
He suffered a heavy blow to the head and was extremely dizzy and his vision was blurred.
He was kicked in the chest without reservation. Now his blood is boiling, his chest is tight and irritable, his whole body is weak and painful, and his movements are greatly affected.
he--
He just stood there silently, looking cautiously at Lin Ze who was not far away with his head lowered, conserving his remaining strength and preparing for the final blow!
Han Xiaoyi covered her mouth, her big beautiful eyes were full of moisture, her brows were furrowed, and she stared at Lin Ze extremely nervously, for fear that he would collapse.
The girl felt extremely distressed. Looking at Lin Ze who was covered in blood and hunched over, her heart almost broke.
Why should he endure such pain? Why should he suffer so much? Why——
If possible, Han Xiaoyi is willing to endure all the pain for him and bleed and sweat for him.
But, is this possible?
Zhang Xinlan clenched her fists and stared at Lin Ze with fear, paying close attention to the expression on his cheek, the gunshot wound on his shoulder blade, and the blood flowing all over his body.
She opened her lips, but found that her throat seemed to be blocked. She could not shout or spit out a word. She could only look helplessly at Lin Ze, who was standing in a pool of blood. Lin Ze was covered in blood.
His heavy breathing gradually calmed down, and Lin Ze's dark eyes regained some sparkle. He slowly raised his head and his eyes fell on Yuan Danqing not far away.
A cruel smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, revealing eight white teeth, and the few strands of black hair that obscured his sight looked particularly terrifying.
Suddenly.
He moved.
He raised his right hand and put it on the gun. Then, under the astonished expressions of everyone, he pulled out the silver gun with a whoosh!
Phew!
A pool of blood shot onto the white wall, and the gunfire also made a powerful buzzing sound.
The next moment, Lin Ze waved his right arm, and the blood-stained spear roared into the sky like a poisonous dragon, glowed with red light, and shot towards Yuan Danqing like lightning!
The two-meter-long silver spear was thrown fiercely by Lin Ze like a javelin. Coated with scarlet blood, with an intimidating momentum and the power of a hungry tiger, it roared towards Yuan Danqing, who was standing against the wall.
Baima Ke was shocked. When the silver gun buzzed towards him, he swayed and barely avoided the fatal blow. The murderous gun tip failed to hit his heart, but it shot into his arm with a clang!
Bang!
The silver gun and the arm pierced the hard wall, causing the picture frame hanging on the wall to fall to the ground with a crackling sound.
Buzz!
The spear body pierced the wall, and the vibrating spear was still swinging endlessly, as if it was screaming with all its strength.
Tick tock.
Tick tock.
Blood flowed down the spear, and Yuan Danqing looked sluggish and unable to recover.
This shot not only shattered his arm, but also caused him to completely lose his fighting ability. Not to mention that the entire arm was scrapped, I am afraid that he will never be able to fight again.
After this shooting, the two of them stood in place with a tacit understanding and no longer made any movements. After a minute-long pause, Yuan Danqing gritted his teeth and pulled out the spear, glanced at Lin Ze blankly, and staggered with the spear.
Leave the Han family.
Seeing that the battle was finally over, Han Xiaoyi and Zhang Xinlan quickly pounced on Lin Ze.
However, the two women discovered that Lin Ze had his head hanging down, blood oozing from his mouth and nose, and his eyes were half open and half closed. They didn't know what the situation was.
Han Xiaoyi said tremblingly: "Lin Ze, how are you?"
In fact, this question is simply nonsense. Where Lin Ze was standing, scarlet blood was flowing on the floor. His clothes were completely stained red, and even his black hair was stained with blood red. How about it?
Of course it’s not very good!
"I-Puch!"
Lin Ze spit out the word "I", and another bloody arrow spurted out, and then the rickety body fell vertically backwards.
"Ah! Lin Ze!"
The two women hurried forward and hugged Lin Ze tightly.
"Damn--" Lin Ze, who was dying, spit out a mouthful of blood and said in a hoarse voice. "Last time the blood bank called for blood donations, I didn't follow them. This time I vomited and became anemic. Well-"
His head tilted and he fainted.
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"Eighth Master, Yuan Danqing has been defeated."
Li Si stood on the side of the desk, his head slightly lowered, and his words were a bit lonely and desolate.
"Failed?
Qiao Ba, who was holding the scroll in his hand, looked stunned. He immediately put down the scroll, struggled to move a Buddhist bead with his left hand, and exclaimed: "With a wounded body, he defeated the king of the Northeast duel. Brother Xiao Lin is really worthy of being an unparalleled warrior in the country.
ah!"
Li Si pursed his lips, but couldn't say a word.
In fact, he was as shocked as Qiao Ba.
They had a clear grasp of Lin Ze's situation. This time Yuan Danqing broke into the Han family alone. In the eyes of these two people, Lin Ze's chances of winning were extremely low, and there was almost no possibility of winning.
Therefore - Qiao Ba even thought with some regret that this battle would be the end of Brother Xiao Lin who had risen in Huaxin City.
However, he was not defeated, and even nailed the No. 1 master of Northeastern Tianzi to the wall with one shot with unparalleled arrogance.
Who else could do this kind of heroism and generosity, abandoning Lin Ze?
When Qiao Ba asked Yuan Danqing to break into the Han family alone and attack Lin Ze at night, he was determined to destroy this most powerful enemy in life. Although he had some regrets, he did not hesitate at all.
However, Lin Ze was not defeated, but defeated the white horse guest Yuan Danqing with great momentum.
He even regretted that he missed this battle. What kind of fierce battle would it be? What kind of shocking battle would it be?
Qiao Balue, who was extremely shocked, was a little surprised and a little happy at the same time.
Fortunately, Qiao Ba did not put all his chips on Yuan Danqing's battle. Fortunately, he had made the ultimate plan after failure.
Yuan Danqing was defeated, but Qiao Ba was not defeated.
Yuan Danqing was beaten into a dog, but Qiao Ba was still a fierce tiger!
Qiao Ba calmed down his chaotic emotions, with a glint in his eyes, and said with a stern expression: "Li Si, give the order immediately to speed up the progress of the plan. I want Lin Ze to be completely defeated before the Spring Festival! Completely destroy the glory he created!"
