Chen Yun is famous for his speed. Among the first group of people who crossed the bridge, Chen Yun was the most successful. Ling Jie had seen his speed. As for Liu Weihua, he was more insidious. When the first group crossed the bridge, Liu Weihua waved the iron lock behind him, which led to many deaths. This man was as hateful as the three brothers of the Xu family.
"Ling Jie, please enlighten me." Ling Jie remained expressionless. When speaking, he bent slightly and clasped his fists. His movements were a bit stiff, as if he was a working machine.
"Chen Yun."
"Liu Weihua."
"Please enlighten me." The two of them said in unison. After saying that, the two of them stood side by side, clenching their fists and staring at Ling Jie with burning eyes, for fear of missing any of his movements. Chen Yundao said, "Just now I Although I didn’t see how Wuli died, if you think we are the same as him, you are wrong.”
Liu Weihua said, "There is a huge difference between one person and two people. In other words, these are simply the levels of two worlds."
At this time, several guards came out and carried Wuli's body out. When they passed by everyone, everyone felt scared. This was a truly cruel battlefield. In the end, only one person could get out alive. The others They all have to be buried here. It’s scary to think about it, especially Xu Da. After seeing Wuli’s body, his face was as pale as paper and there was no trace of blood. Not only did Wuli die, but he died miserably and embarrassingly. , it was very scary, his head was smashed by the iron wall... He was hit to death.
Ling Jie calmly stood five meters away from the two of them, "Come out and take a look. Wouldn't it prove that you are different from Wuli? It's hard to believe that you don't even use it and are just talking without proof."
"Hmph, the two of us want to give you a chance. If you kill yourself now to apologize, we may be able to keep your whole body. If you insist on resisting, we...will make you quarter into pieces." Liu Weihua said arrogantly. .
"..." Ling Jie hummed, his words still lingering on his lips. His body suddenly disappeared from where he was. Liu Weihua's pupils shrank. Before he realized what was going on, Ling Jie appeared behind him with his right hand. The elbow slammed into Liu Weihua's temple.
"Phew." The elbow was moving very fast, with a sharp whistling sound. This scared half of Liu Weihua's soul. Who the hell is Ling Jie? Why is he so fast? He has already surpassed Liu Weihua. The limit of my vision...I can't sense it at all...
Liu Weihua already felt the shadow of death hanging over his head. At this time, Chen Yun showed his due role.
He was already very fast, so his eyesight was sharp. He had already noticed when Ling Jie started to move, but he had his own hesitation: Let Ling Jie kill Liu Weihua. In this case, I will have one less opponent. Wait. If I just kill Ling Jie next time, I can advance to the next round.
But Chen Yun quickly rejected this idea. He found that Ling Jie was too strong, which gave him an indescribable sense of fear: No, if Liu Weihua dies, I will lose a helping hand. With my own strength, It seems very difficult to defeat Ling Jie...Liu Weihua cannot die, he must kill Ling Jie with me, and then I will do Liu Weihua again...The possibility of this will be much greater...Well, Liu Weihua cannot die like this .
After a struggle, Chen Yun finally took action. He pulled out a dagger from his sleeve and struck Ling Jie's elbow against Liu Weihua's elbow, slashing it down vertically.
Ling Jie was shocked. He never expected that Chen Yun would find a dagger at this time. Damn it, wouldn't this cost my life?
Ling Jie was eager to stop, but it was like water being thrown out. It was not that easy to take it back. He reined in his horse at the brink, but finally stopped, but the price was also painful. The dagger made a line along Ling Jie's arm.
A long gash, blood splattering...
"It was so dangerous. If I had stopped my hand any slower, my hand would have been chopped off..." Ling Jie felt relieved. As soon as he stopped his hand, Liu Weihua punched him fiercely before he could recover.
Hitting Ling Jie's chin, he flew up and was thrown high.
"Giggle..." Ling Jie felt that his teeth were shaken by the beating, and sweet, hot liquid flowed out of his teeth. Needless to say, it must be blood.
Ling Jie flew into the air without any leverage. How could Chen Yun and Liu Weihua let go of such a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity? Liu Weihua also pulled out a three-foot-long machete from behind and jumped into the air with Chen Yun.
Ling Jie, one stabbed fiercely with a dagger, the other slashed quickly with a machete...
"Huh!" Everyone outside the venue gasped for Ling Jie, especially Zhuge Qing, whose hair almost stood on end, "Ling Jie... behind."
"It's over. Although Ling Jie is powerful, there is no point of strength in his body at this moment. Liu Weihua and Chen Yun both have weapons in their hands. It is easy to kill Ling Jie." Sima Tian analyzed objectively.
Cheng Feng also said, "I also think that no matter how strong a person is, once there is no place to borrow strength, he will not be able to exert even a little bit of strength, and even an elephant will be trapped to death."
Sima Tian sighed, "Ling Jie is too careless. If he had been careful just now, he shouldn't have ended up like this. Oh, what a pity."
"Pull..." Ling Jie felt panic for the first time since he entered the iron cage. He immediately took out his belt and waved it in the air, "Dang!" He fiercely collided with Chen Yun's dagger, and with the help of this powerful force
Satisfied, Ling Jie's body suddenly flew back, and his speed increased again.
Because Ling Jie's body suddenly accelerated backward and was thrown away, Liu Weihua's knife was thrown away. The two of them chased after Ling Jie again, trying to kill Ling Jie in one go.
Ling Jie was already close to the wall at this moment. He pushed hard on the wall with his right foot, and his body regained balance. He jumped from the top of Liu Weihua's head to four meters behind them, and then stood still.
The two of them turned around together and saw that Ling Jie had stabilized his body, feeling greatly disappointed.
Only now did the people outside the iron cage heave a sigh of relief for Ling Jie, who finally averted the danger.
"Tick tock, tick tock..." The blood on Ling Jie's arm was flowing more and more. The wound was more than an inch deep and looked scary. Ling Jie knew that if he didn't deal with it, the excessive bleeding would definitely affect his ability.
, but the battle is currently fierce, and there is no time to treat the wounds.
"It seems that we must fight quickly and deal with them first. There is a gap of twenty seconds before the next round of fighting. I can take advantage of this time to bandage the wound. The blood is only bleeding so much now, and I can already feel it on my arm.
It hurts." Ling Jie secretly made up his mind.
During the battle, cold weapons are allowed to be used freely. Of course, hot weapons cannot be used, otherwise, death will be declared directly!