"You are always haunted!!" The Ghost King frowned slightly, and did not continue to lower his right foot, but he did not take it away either.*www.shu8.com*Pao! Book.*
Fang Zhongshou's scalpel was pressed against the Ghost King's neck, and the coolness from the blade seeped into it little by little. "That's the end of tonight. He stays and you go, how about it?"
"Let's go?" The Ghost King snorted slightly, his cold brows showing a clear look of awe. "Fang Zhongshou, do you really think you have the qualifications to challenge me? I know your techniques well, so-called
The acupuncture techniques... pose no threat to me!"
"Maybe not back then, but now... I want to try it!"
"Are you serious?" The corners of the Ghost King's mouth twitched slightly, and his originally motionless body suddenly turned over in an instant. The speed was beyond imagination, as if there was a cut in the middle of the movie screen, and there was an invisible sense of gloom and gloom.
Killing intent.
With the sudden turning of the body, the ghost fangs violently surged, vibrating at a high frequency, and with a harsh whistling energy, crushed the space and went straight to Fang Zhongshou's chest.
Fang Zhongshou was well prepared, and used his strange and erratic movements with all his strength, like dead leaves in the wind deflecting to the side, seemingly soft and weak, but leaving behind clear afterimages.
Pointing his toes to the ground, his figure paused. When his eyes were sharp, when his murderous intention emerged, when his whole body's strength began to surge, Fang Zhongshou suddenly burst into flames, stirring up messy afterimages and heading towards the Ghost King.
The left hand tightens the stiff buckle, and the right hand tightens the scalpel, ruthlessly and sharply, the two work together to lock the Ghost King at the same time!
"I'm warning you for the last time, don't try to challenge my patience." The Ghost King had murderous intentions and suddenly appeared on the path of Fang Zhongshou's attack. His surging figure immediately stopped, and he clasped his tight left hand slightly, fiercely
It hit Fang Zhongshou's chest.
In previous fights with Di Cheng of the same level, these seemingly fancy moves may have no effect, but in front of a quasi-emperor whose strength is inferior to his own, these terrifying speeds and unimaginable 'unpredictability' may all explode.
Immeasurable killing ability!
Bang!! The Ghost King's left hand was firmly imprinted on Fang Zhongshou's heart, and the fierce force burst out instantly, surging through the chest like a tide, and cracked the bones in the chest on the spot.
The power gap between the emperor and the quasi-emperor was highlighted at this moment!
However, Fang Zhongshou seemed indifferent, but when he was crazy, he was definitely no weaker than Yang Jing and others. Although he couldn't dodge the slap just now, he definitely wouldn't be so seriously injured. The result of insisting on not dodging was... poof.
!The scalpel passed across the inside of the Ghost King's elbow, and the sharp edge cut through the flesh and blood vessels, and scarlet blood immediately sputtered!!
Being able to inflict trauma on the Ghost King with the power of a quasi-emperor, the power of Fang Zhongshou’s strange body skills is amazing!!
The Ghost King looked at his bleeding arm and frowned slightly. He still underestimated this guy's understanding of human organs. If he guessed correctly, this knife edge should have cut an artery!!!
"You still have one hand." Fang Zhongshou's mask was stained red by the blood spurted out, and his chest should be in severe pain, but neither his expression nor body shape changed at all.
As cold as ever, as gloomy as ever, this "quietness" is exactly what makes him fearful and dangerous!
The Ghost King curled up his right arm and wrapped it with a strip of cloth to slow down the flow of blood. "I can still cripple you with one hand!!"
"I hope this is not a big lie!" Fang Zhongshou suddenly dodges, and with the help of the chaos of the battlefield, he rushes behind the Ghost King. He falls in the air, the scalpel blade points downward, and stabs the Ghost King's head hard! He clasps hard with his left hand, and the iron
Clamp it like a pincer to the key point on the Ghost King's neck!
With the help of strange movements, the power of this assassination combination is maximized.
"Get out!!" A low roar rolled in his throat. The Ghost King turned around fiercely and swept his legs up in the air, directly hitting Fang Zhongshou's lower abdomen. He struck out fiercely, quickly, and with thunder!!
Fang Zhongshou was extremely adaptable. His left hand that was clasped at the back of the Ghost King's neck struck hard at the critical moment, colliding with the Ghost King's side kick. Bang! The power was raging and the offensive was blocked. Fang Zhongshou was like a kite with a broken string and was thrown on the spot.
It flew out and crashed awkwardly into the crowd not far away.
Defeat??!! It looks like it. But the solemnity in the Ghost King's expression has not dissipated. On the surface, he disdains Fang Zhongshou, but in terms of his current physical condition, he really doesn't dare to underestimate this 'anatomist'
!!
"Damn it! The emperor-level powerhouse is really not that easy to kill. Just to destroy Di Cheng, you have to pay such a high price. Is Di Cheng too strong, or have you underestimated him?!" The Ghost King couldn't help but look away.
Di Cheng is struggling.
"The opponent... is me!!" Fang Zhongshou's unique voice suddenly sounded. This time he appeared directly in front of the Ghost King. It was abrupt, sharp, and full of murderous intent. The scalpel drew a sharp cold light and instantly wiped the Ghost King's throat.
The ghost king's toes clicked on the ground, and his body took half a step back in an instant to break away from the threat of the scalpel. The next second, the ghost king suddenly rose up, like a falcon with spread wings, and pounced viciously on Fang Zhongshou.
The 'Ghost Fang' rolled out a terrifying storm of light, and he wanted to...take the initiative!!
"Father, save Di Cheng." In the lobby, Yang Yu seemed to be muttering to himself or praying. He looked steadily at the tragic battlefield outside, his proud expression showed loneliness and sadness for the first time, and he shed two tears.
across the carefully groomed face.
The pear blossoms are raining, and they are sad and beautiful.
There was a sudden cramp in her heart, and Yang Yu couldn't help but lie down in her father's arms. She didn't want to cry, but she couldn't help but sob softly.
Yang Yi sighed secretly and shook his head gently: "It's dad's fault. Forget about Di Cheng. Let's find a better place."
"Save him." Yang Yu couldn't help but tighten his arms around his father.
Yang Yi looked at the time: "We're almost here. Notify Qiu Guchun and take action immediately. The mission is to save Tianmen!"
In the hidden part of the garden, Qiu Guchun's right hand was raised high, and all the Yang family bodyguards tensed their bodies and continued their momentum, like a herd of beasts lying in the grass, with a chilling atmosphere filling the air.
Clear footsteps could be heard in the night behind them, dense, dull, and huge in number, like dancing war drums, sounding the clarion call of war.
"My sons, it's time for us to take action. Don't be stingy with your passion, and don't embarrass the Yang family." Qiu Guchun took a deep breath, and when the footsteps behind him were approaching, he suddenly roared: "Kill!
"
The word 'kill' surged with cruelty and ruthlessness, like a muffled thunder exploding over the already chaotic battlefield. Qiu Guchun's body suddenly rose, tumbling in the air, leaping across forcefully, and pounced on the battlefield in front of him like a falcon.
The Yang family's bodyguards roared at the same time, without too many words, without confusion or irritability. There was a terrifying chill and calmness in the rush.
When Qiu Guchun rushed to the battlefield with the bodyguards of the Yang family, two or three figures suddenly appeared on the wall of the garden. They rolled cleanly and landed on the ground. Their bodies curled up slightly, and then they shot up with all their strength, like sharp arrows taken off a bow.
impact.
Immediately afterwards, one after another black shadows surged across the wall from the wall, becoming more and more numerous and dense. In just a short moment, as many as a hundred strong men in camouflage military uniforms rushed into the garden, without any traces.
There was no messiness or arrogance in the chatter. The moment his sharp eyes were attracted to the battlefield ahead, he immediately launched an attack.
Only heavy breathing and silent footsteps were left in the air.
The scene when Skynet appeared was completely two extremes, one was restless, one was calm, one was crazy, and one was serious, but the chill and strength that filled the air invisibly could not be underestimated by anyone.
"The Sharp Sword of the South" - Tianbang Troops, the Nanjing Military Region's Special Operations Force!! Finally arrived at the garden at the last moment and headed for the battlefield!!
A man in military uniform forcefully broke through the encirclement, rushed in front of the ghost disciple in black, and deftly avoided the opponent's steel knife while fighting fiercely. The strong wind roared, and the impact of the iron fist was like a hammer blowing, straight into the ghost disciple's grasp.
The wrist of the knife. BANG!! KICK! The fierce force burst out, shattering the bones of his wrist on the spot.
At the same time, his steps paused, his breath rose sharply, and as his waist exerted force, he rotated his hands slightly, and with a standard small grab, he controlled the ghost disciple tightly, held down his head and slammed it against the concrete floor!
Standard grappling moves, fierce offensive strategies, coherent, fast, all movements are clean and neat, without any burden, as if every move is to defeat the enemy with one move!!
It was in sharp contrast to the savage and crazy fighting all around! Likewise, the shocking results also shook everyone’s minds!
In the battle circle not far away, a man in military uniform rushed to the front of the ghost disciple, drew a majestic arc with his clenched iron fist, and hit the man in the lower abdomen on the spot. The ghost disciple was caught off guard and was violently blasted away. However,
When he was thrown away, the man in military uniform quickly followed up, his iron fist grazing his lower abdomen, sliding along the way, turning from fist to claw, and slamming into the ghost disciple's throat.
A muffled roar rolled in his throat, and the man in military uniform's speed and strength suddenly increased. He grabbed the ghost disciple's throat and slammed it against the ground.
Bang!!! The whole body hit the ground like a cannonball, and the wild impact caused the ground to tremble violently.
"Southern Kingdom Sharp Sword, Captain of the Second Detachment, Zhang Chuanxiang!" The man in military uniform said coldly, and suddenly exerted force on his right hand, crushing the ghost disciple's throat with a crack.
A clean attack, a decisive killing mentality, and a ghost disciple was killed in just three seconds!!
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