Hairy beard is a local dialect in Jiangcheng, which means the same as Luochi Hutong. Tang Guobin said casually that En Deli didn't understand everything, but he saw the only one with a beard, so he was right to kill that guy.
Tang Guobin turned the demon knife in his hand and stretched his wrist diagonally. The thin tip of the knife barely touched the ground. A cold stream of light flickered between the blades. He leaned forward, stepped forward, and rushed towards the cheek at an extremely fast speed.
Hu Dahan, before the sword was unfolded, an awe-inspiring murderous aura condensed and formed between the blades.
En Deli was unequivocal. He suddenly jumped into the air and did several somersaults in mid-air. He was wearing an invisible battle suit, with a short knife rolled up in his sleeves. The speed of his flips in the air was similar to that of Tang Guobin running at a fast pace. The two of them were
The people arrived almost at the same time, and when they came out, the sword came out, and the sword was like the roar of Mount Tai, and the sword was like the wind and the remaining clouds rushing upward, and two shining streams of light attacked the big man in black.
"Well done!" Long Fengyang shouted in a deep voice, his figure suddenly spun around, and the two knives in his hands were swept out by the wind. They heard a jingling sound of gold and iron, and the two of them felt the palms holding the hilts of the daggers snap sharply.
Trembling, a tyrannical rebound force made the tiger's mouth numb. En Deli groaned and used the force to bounce a few feet to the ground. Tang Guobin was pushed five steps forward with a knife by an overbearing force, and his heel kicked out violently.
He stopped abruptly, and the muscles on his cheeks trembled slightly. He had accumulated enough strength for the knife just now, but he didn't expect it to be neutralized by the other party's understatement. He made a strong decision with one move, knowing that he was defeated and had no way out.
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The man in black sneered twice, his two swords flashed like lightning, and the blade flashed and whirled to kill the four Templars. He deliberately put En Deli and Tang Guobin aside, and attacked the four special forces who had exhausted their momentum first.
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The Chinese top brass originally thought that they would be sure of victory by sending nine Templar warriors to participate in the military exercise, but estimates based on thin air would never be able to catch up with the changes in reality. The appearance of Long Fengyang was the biggest variable. A semi-holy warrior could easily challenge ten Heavenly realm warriors.
Five of the nine templar warriors who came were only at the peak of the earth realm, and now they have all fallen to the ground.
The four templar warriors are all heavenly realm warriors. Their kung fu skills are extremely strong. When they see their opponents swinging their swords to kill them, they do not dodge. The swords in their hands suddenly flash to greet the man in black and kill him. They have abilities far beyond those of ordinary people.
Although they have strength, they lack the calmness that a warrior should have. Facing an opponent who is stronger than them, they unexpectedly choose to fight against them.
"Idiot!" Tang Guobin shouted, holding the handle of the knife with both hands and rushing forward, trying to use the sword drawing style to force the man in black back. In this case, a head-on confrontation would only lead to faster death. He didn't want those four idiots
Eggs and blood splattered on the spot. With more strength, you can find a chance to win in a dangerous situation.
How could Long Fengyang let him get what he wanted? The two swords in his hands turned into two shining phantoms and shot towards the Templars. Two sharp and harsh wind howls were heard when the blades passed by. Four Templars' pupils appeared at the same time.
A touch of cold light like electricity.
In the blink of an eye, a white rainbow suddenly struck Long Fengyang at the back of his neck. If he didn't block the attack with his sword, he would inevitably get stabbed at the same time.
Puff - the knife came out like lightning, flashing like stone fire. The short knife in Long Fengyang's hand had penetrated the left rib of a Templar, and the other knife cut through the jaw of a Templar from a tricky angle.
It passed by the sticky skin and cut off half of the bone, and the blade of the knife was not exhausted and gently wiped across the neck. Before the nerves had time to transmit the first pain to the brain, all thoughts had stopped. The life that had passed away would not continue, it was extinguished.
Fireworks turn into ashes!
Click! The short knife in En Deli's hand also stabbed the back of the black-clothed man's neck. To be precise, it probably hit the protective Gangqi. He only felt the blade tremble slightly and was unable to move forward any further.
Tang Guobin's figure suddenly turned around and struck him with a roaring sword, but he was blocked by the strong man in black with his protective aura. No matter how hard he gritted his teeth and concentrated his strength, he could not scratch the opponent's clothes. When he returned the sword and cut again, he suddenly saw a flash of silver light in front of his eyes.
, I secretly screamed in my heart, and I retreated violently. A sharp, bone-crushing pain came from my waist. My eyes went dark and my body flew out involuntarily...
The difference in realm is like an insurmountable natural chasm. The heavenly realm warriors who once stood proudly at the top of the ancient martial arts are now as fragile as porcelain dolls with glass that cannot withstand collisions. Two of them died and one was injured after a few encounters.
The remaining two templar warriors hurriedly retreated. Long Fengyang did not catch up. He turned his head and looked into the air, grinned, and asked in a low voice: "En Deli, it's been a long time since we saw you. Are you ready to hide your head and tail?"
when?"
Endeli, who was standing two feet away, felt his heart skip a beat, his face was uncertain, and he said in a trembling voice: "Are you Chief General Long?" He would not forget this familiar voice, and he couldn't help but blurt out the previous title.
Long Fengyang smiled coldly and said: "I am no longer the General Staff Officer, but for the sake of old friendship, I can give you a pleasure or a way to survive. Choose one yourself!"
Click, click, click - Bursts of rapid gunshots rang out from behind two large rocks in the distance, and a hail of bullets shot towards Long Fengyang's body indiscriminately. Endeli, who was the closest, saw that he did not dodge, and the bullets were fired.
Zi's protective aura shot out in all directions, unable to hurt him at all. His eyes were always looking at the position of Old En, as if waiting for his answer.
Endeli chuckled twice, and the smile on his face suddenly solidified, and he asked in a deep voice: "Can I choose neither option?"
Long Fengyang shook his head and said: "No, let's choose one!" He didn't want to let En Deli go out of kindness, but wanted to ask Lao En a few questions. Based on his understanding of Lao En, this guy didn't know how to
If you lie, your answer will be more credible.
En Deli didn't know Long Fengyang's intention. What he was most worried about now was Tang Guobin's injury. He saw Tang Guobin lying on his back under a huge rock not far away, with a spread of bright red around his waist. It looked like
Even if he doesn't die, his skin will peel off. He gritted his teeth and said in a deep voice: "Okay, then I will choose the first one. If you are able, give me a good time."
Long Fengyang didn't expect that he would choose the first one. A sharp light flashed in his eyes. Suddenly, two cold lights shot at the last two templars without any warning. The swords moved and moved, and the two flickered.
A templar warrior accidentally suffered an unforeseen disaster. Although they were prepared for it, they did not expect that it would happen so quickly when the opponent's sword was drawn. By the time they realized something was wrong, it was already too late.
Puff - the light of the sword flashed, and the two templar warriors were each hit with a knife in the chest. Long Fengyang did not withdraw the dagger, but forcefully pushed the handle forward, and the two daggers stained with blood instantly penetrated their bodies.
, and shot out with a sharp roar.
Long Fengyang slowly turned around, raised his two blood-stained palms to his chest, and said lightly: "En Deli, I will let you slowly experience the feeling of life being worse than death!"
"You fart!" A shout suddenly exploded above the two of them, like a thunder falling from the sky.