Yes, Venomous Fang will be defeated, mainly because of the two words "fear of death".
If he activates the bomb when Long Ying takes the first step, everyone will die at that time. If he activates the bomb when Long Ying takes the second step, everyone will still die. But he did it when Long Ying took the second step.
When Ying took the third step, she stopped her. Long Ying retracted her foot, which also made Fan Ya relax his vigilance. He thought that others were afraid of death just like him, and no one dared to risk their lives.
.After taking three steps, the distance between him and Long Ying has been shortened. It only takes a quick sprint to reach him, which is already out of the safe range between him and Long Ying.
So, when Long Ying relaxed his vigilance and started to feel happy, he suddenly launched an attack. Just when Fan Ya's hand touched the remote control, he was slashed with a knife... In fact, if he pressed the remote control
If his hands move faster and his strength becomes stronger, then Long Ying and everyone on the mountain top will have no chance of survival. However, he is reluctant to die. So, he is the only one who is going to die now.
"You win." Venomous Fang said decadently.
"Obvious thing."
"I……"
"I'm sorry, I'm busy." Fan Ya wanted to say something, but was ruthlessly interrupted by Long Ying. With a flick of her wrist, Fan Ya's throat was cut open. Fan Ya was immediately speechless.
All I could feel was warm blood spurting out, like a beautiful mountain spring.
After killing the poisonous fangs, Long Ying's mood did not change at all. She turned around and rushed to the peak of Lingshan without stopping. At this moment, on the top of the peak, Long Shihao, Zhao Qiang and the second uncle were still standing in a triangle.
.Zhao Qiang was seriously injured. Looking from the back, you can see his shoulders rising and falling violently due to breathing. Long Shihao stood with his hands behind his hands, looking very casual. The second uncle was focused on it, his eyes fixed.
Staring at Long Shihao, he didn't take Zhao Qiang seriously at all.
Long Ying walked over slowly, first glanced at Zhao Qiang with worried eyes, and then said respectfully to Long Shihao: "Father..."
"Go take care of Zhao Qiang first." Long Shihao said calmly.
"Okay." Long Ying walked to Zhao Qiang, helped Zhao Qiang to a big rock in the distance, and leaned on it gently.
Zhao Qiang smiled bitterly and said: "Sister Ying'er, you are finally here. If you don't come, I won't be able to hold on anymore..."
"The foster father is here, why are you still standing there?" Long Ying's voice was rare and softened towards Zhao Qiang.
"Master didn't let me come over to rest!" Zhao Qiang said depressedly. "Besides, I'm a big man, so I can't back down from the battle!"
"Then what are you now?"
"Master, he has spoken. It's a different matter." Zhao Qiang's face was pale, but there was still a smile on the corner of his mouth.
"Is face really so important?"
"People want face, but trees want bark!"
"Do you really have a face?"
"..." Zhao Qiang really wanted to pat his mouth and tell her that this is his face! Unfortunately, both of his arms were broken, and he didn't have the ability to pat his mouth.
Seeing that Zhao Qiang was still talking, Long Ying whispered: "Shut up, I'll give you medicine."
"..." So, Zhao Qiang changed from a small gong to a small shounan...
However, he really didn't want to miss this scene. The duel between two masters was not something you could see every day! Especially masters like Long Shihao and Second Master... You must know that his own
The master has not used the sword for many years.
Not far away, Long Shihao met an old friend from many years ago. He suddenly became interested in chatting and said with a smile: "Do you still remember who I am? I'm afraid you have forgotten... But fortunately, I still remember you.
.There are only a handful of people in the whole world that I can remember, and you are half of them."
"I remember you..." Second Master Uncle said with a slightly hoarse voice. He usually doesn't like to talk, nor does he like perfunctory and hypocritical. He always uses actions to express his feelings. However, in front of this man, he
He had to speak. Because at this moment, he had already lost...
Be timid before fighting!
He lost the fight. With just two simple questions, he knew the gap between himself and the man in front of him. The scene from twenty years ago may be played out again today. He,
He is about to lose at his hands for the second time!
"Oh... that's good. Twenty years ago, we were able to fight dozens of times. It was for this reason that after Xuanwu's death, I left the Xuanwu Sect alone for so many years to do things for that bastard Zhao Qiang.
Wedding dress...how is it? Are you doing well at Xuanwumen? When you come here today, is your target Zhao Qiang or me?" Long Shihao asked with a smile, and his face, which was not very cute, turned out to be...
He was amiable and approachable. He and his second uncle looked like two old friends chatting together after not seeing each other for many years.
"The original target was Zhao Qiang, but now it's you." Second Master Uncle said frankly: "Although I know that I am not your opponent..."
"Oh?" Long Shihao shook his head and said somewhat boringly: "Such a tone is not what a master should have. Indeed, you have already lost."
"But I still want to have a fight with you!" Second Master Uncle said stubbornly.
"I'm not going to fight you, or... you're going to fight that bastard again?" Long Shihao pointed at Zhao Qiang not far away and said, "He also knows how to use a sword..."
Know how to use a sword?
Hmm... I do understand... But now that both of my arms are disabled, how can I use them? But besides being angry, Zhao Qiang was also a little excited. How can I find a second master uncle like him?
If a master fights against each other, it will really benefit him a lot. Although he was tortured very miserably just now, it won't happen this time. Because Long Shihao is by his side! How can a master bear to see this
His apprentice was tortured to death?
"He is indeed a master... I also know that you want me to help him break through his limits..." Second Master Uncle glanced at Zhao Qiang and said, "But, I want to fight you."
"You have lost..." Long Shihao shook his head and said: "Taofei is dead. I will definitely let Zhao Qiang go to the Xuanwu Gate. I suggest you go back now..."
"I will try my best!" Second Master Uncle said persistently.
"Okay, for the sake of our friendship over so many years, I will do my best." Long Shihao nodded and said when he saw the seriousness on Second Master Uncle's old face and the slightly pleading look on his face.
.When Long Shihao said these words, his momentum suddenly changed. Just now, he gave people the feeling that he was lazy and unable to cheer up, like a middle-aged uncle who had not yet woken up.
.But at this time, his body stood tall and his face was solemn, and he suddenly became an unprecedented martial arts master.
"Thank you." Second Master Uncle said sincerely. Then, he slowly took out a pair of black gloves from his pocket. The gloves were very old, and he didn't know what material they were made of. There were hooks on the outside.
point.
Could it be...that this is his weapon?
Zhao Qiang looked a little aggrieved. Isn't it because I didn't break the limit? Then you don't have to look down on me and don't even take out your weapons?
insult!
So fucking insulting!
Long Shihao took a few steps forward and pulled out the silver sword that was stuck on the ground. It was a sharp sword made of bronze! The sword looked very inconspicuous and even a little broken. If you look carefully
Look, you can see some moss in the lines of the sword...
However, the second uncle didn't have any contempt at all. He knew how powerful this sword was, he had experienced it personally.
"Please!" Long Shihao held a sword in one hand and made an invitation gesture.
"Okay!" When the second uncle said this word, the person had disappeared on the spot. In the blink of an eye, he appeared behind Long Shihao! The weird glove on his right hand reached forward,
He appeared in front of Long Shihao silently. His speed was so fast, unbelievably fast! Even a top speed master like Zhao Qiang, who has understood the secret of speed, has some troubles when faced with this kind of speed.
A severe sense of frustration. How fast? So fast that there is no room to blink, breathe or think.
This is the real master showdown!
Long Shihao was extremely calm in the face of Second Master Uncle's fast attack. His expression was calm, his movements were calm, and the hand wielding the sword was not as majestic as his body. He was just dragging his body sideways.
Cut, the long sword drew a line diagonally in front of him...
Then, the movements of the two people changed from extremely fast to still.
"Thank you." The second uncle smiled, and the wrinkles on his face were condensed together. It looked very ugly, but it left a deep memory for Zhao Qiang for the rest of his life.
"Have a good trip." Long Shihao still held the long sword and said softly and slowly.
"Bang!"
The second uncle's head just rolled down from his neck, and then his whole body hit the ground straight. It turned out that Long Shihao's sword cut off his head, just because the speed was too fast, even in the
After his throat was cut, he was still able to say the last two words.
"Dead?" Zhao Qiang walked over with the support of Long Ying, looked at the head full of blood, and asked dumbly.
"Dead." Long Shihao replied.
"It's... that simple?" Zhao Qiang asked in disbelief. He really didn't believe that he was about to die under the hands of his second uncle, and at that time, his second uncle had not used his true skills! But
How could he be so easily... killed by Long Shihao in an instant? With such a light sword, he cut off the head of the second uncle, a master of the generation...