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Mo Li's arm was numb from the seemingly random blow of the "Broken Soul Fan" just now, which shows how powerful the "Broken Soul Fan" is. I was caught off guard!

Mo Li didn't care to catch her breath, because the steel fan flew towards her again, and it was more powerful and threatening than before!
This time she didn't want to passively block it, but took a breath, gathered all her strength and slashed towards the steel fan.

The steel fan's murderous aura is domineering, but Mo Li's sword is not weak!

Hearing a loud "ding", the two weapons collided. Although Mo Li took the initiative to fight instead of passively defending this time, this also made her suffer from a stronger backlash, and she lost consciousness in her arms immediately. , but the hand still maintained that posture, so that the sword did not fall to the ground...

But this time the force of the steel fan was too strong, Mo Li used all his strength to barely block the first blow, but the "Broken Soul Fan" flew up the next moment, with both hands exerting force in the air, that As if the steel fan had been injected with strength, it pressed towards Mo Li again.

Mo Li was forced to take a few steps back again. Although her hands were still desperately rushing forward against the steel fan, they kept shaking. After just one round, she lost the ability to continue. , so terrifying!

But the "Broken Soul Fan" would not stop there. Seeing Mo Li's appearance, a sneer flashed across the corner of his mouth, and then he flew up, hitting Mo Li's body with his hand!
"careful!"

Because Mo Li has both hands on the sword now, how can he resist the "Broken Soul Fan" attack again at this time?
Zhang Twelve had been watching the fight between the two of them. He also saw Mo Li's decline and was very anxious, but he couldn't do anything about it. His scumbag fighting power didn't seem to be a help, but a burden!

He wholeheartedly wanted to find an opening to shoot, but both of them were moving too fast and couldn't find the opportunity, so he kept waiting by the side.

But now Mo Li is about to be hit by the "Breaking Soul Fan". If Mo Li is hit by this blow, even if he doesn't die, his skin will be peeled off. Zhang Twelve can't care so much anymore. Broken Soul Fan" fired several shots!

"Beep--"

Because of the silencer, the gunshot wasn't too loud, but the sound of the bullet breaking through the air was still very obvious to the ears of the master.

Although he didn't know what Zhang Twelve was using, the "Broken Soul Fan" still sensed the imminent danger, so he immediately changed direction, and his next blow naturally missed Mo Li.

Because of this, Mo Li had a chance to breathe, and pushed the steel fan out with force again, and because the "Broken Soul Fan" had spent all its energy on dodging bullets just now, and lost control of the steel fan, it was blocked by Mo Li. Li pushed and fell directly to the ground.

After the "Broken Soul Fan" flew from the air to the ground, with a hook of his finger, the steel fan came to his hand again.

This time, he didn't look at Mo Li anymore, but looked at Zhang Twelve with interest, and said, "Boy, what hidden weapon are you using?"

From the perspective of "Broken Soul Fan", even he couldn't see what Zhang Twelve was using, and it was extremely small. What else could it be if it wasn't a hidden weapon?
He dodged both shots, and Zhang Twelve was stunned!
Zhang Twelve's own lightness skill is also very good. He tried it before, wanting to see if he could see the trajectory of the bullet with his lightness skill. Later, he found that he could see it, but it was only fleeting, and this person actually avoided it. That's it - how terrifying is his lightness kung fu!

However, Zhang Twelve didn't give up, because the life and death of him and Mo Li depended on him alone. If he gave up, the two of them would definitely die today!
"Hehe, do you want to know? Then come here and let me tell you!"

Zhang Twelve said with a sneer, thinking that he should be lured away from Mo Li now, otherwise if he makes a sudden attack and Mo Li has no ability to fight back, wouldn't he be waiting to die?

"Broken Soul Fan" was obviously very interested in the hidden weapon in Zhang Twelve's hands, and he walked slowly towards Zhang Twelve without any expression of fear.

When he was still three or four meters away from himself, Zhang Twelve raised his hand——from the perspective of the "Broken Soul Fan" on the opposite side, this action was ordinary, and he didn't think much about other things.

Because in his opinion, when using a concealed weapon, one must focus all of his body on the hand in order to increase the lethality of the concealed weapon as much as possible. With such a flat hand, how does it look like a concealed weapon?

So he didn't care, and continued walking towards Zhang Twelve.

A sneer flashed across the corner of Zhang Twelve's mouth, and he shouted in his heart: Go to hell!
The next moment, Zhang Twelve pulled the trigger continuously.

With a few "beep beeps", the bullet shot from the muzzle towards the "Broken Soul Fan", and the "Broken Soul Fan" felt something was wrong when he saw the sneer flashing across the corner of Zhang Twelve's mouth , After seeing Zhang Twelve's arm seemed to be exerting lightly, and then there were several familiar "beep beep" sounds, all the hairs on his body stood up—this is the feeling that death is approaching!
But the distance between the two is too close, and the "Broken Soul Fan" has no chance to dodge as quickly as before. It was too late, and the "Broken Soul Fan" reacted subconsciously, and directly threw the steel fan across. On the chest!

"Clap! Clap! Clap!"

The sound of three fast and short iron impacts came from the steel fan. "Broken Soul Fan" looked down, and there were three more soybeans on the fan of his steel fan, which was not inferior to swords. The size of a small piece of iron!
Moreover, all these pieces of iron have been submerged into the steel fan, pierced through the steel fan, and are almost about to come out!

How much strength is required to endow such a small piece of iron with such great lethality!
For the first time in so many years, cold sweat broke out on the forehead of "Broken Soul Fan": If he hadn't made this action subconsciously, all these small iron pieces would have smashed into his chest!
What is this thing?

"Broken Soul Fan" looked up at Zhang Twelve, with a murderous look in his eyes, and said word by word: "You—should—die!"

As he said, he rushed towards Zhang Twelve quickly, but how could Zhang Twelve be cowardly?
He raised his gun and shot three consecutive shots in the direction of "Broken Soul Fan". This time, "Broken Soul Fan" didn't dare to force it, and just dodged in the air. After all, the speed of the bullet was too fast, and he also saw it. I dare not test the power of this thing, so I look a little embarrassed!
After Zhang Twelve punched these three times, he smiled wryly in his heart: Damn, I thought that eight bullets from a pistol could kill the person, but now that the eight bullets have been shot, the person is still safe and sound, I am really helpless...

Moreover, the speed of the "Broken Soul Fan" on the opposite side was so fast that he didn't dare to go into the bracelet to change the gun, because based on the speed of the "Broken Soul Fan", it would only take one second to kill him. It's already GAME OVER, he didn't dare to try, just stuck in this stalemate...

…………

Although the bullets were gone, Zhang Twelve still held up his hand and pointed at the "Breaking Soul Fan", thinking that he didn't know about the bullets anyway, so now he can only frighten him!
Sure enough, seeing Zhang Twelve's hand still facing him in that position, "Broken Soul Fan" felt a little nervous.

He had already seen the black cylindrical iron object exposed from Zhang Twelve's cuff, and thought that those iron blocks should have been punched out of it just now, but what exactly was that?Why is there such a destructive force?

He also understood why the man knew how good his kung fu was, and told him before leaving the door, if he couldn't kill him, don't let himself get hurt...

It seems that he already knew the horror of this young man!

Seeing that "Broken Soul Fan" was obviously afraid of the pistol in his hand, Zhang Twelve was happy, but his face didn't show much expression, and he said in a deep voice: "For the sake of the old acquaintance of the senior and the teacher Tang San, I can't help you. That's why I don't want to kill you, otherwise senior thinks that if I give you dozens of hidden weapons in a row, will you still be able to hide?"

"........."

Thinking of dodging such two or three hidden weapons, he was exhausted. If a dozen or dozens of them were really coming, he might not be able to handle it, so he frowned immediately: "How could you be his apprentice! He doesn't know how to do this!" A hidden weapon!"

This is what frightened the "Broken Soul Fan" even more.

20 years ago, for her, he fought Tang Sanjue in a battle. At that time, the fight was inextricable, but in the end, Tang Sanjue's physical strength was slightly better and it ended.

Since then, he has devoted himself to cultivating again, in order to avenge his shame in the future!
In his impression, Tang San definitely doesn't know how to hide weapons at all!Still such a domineering hidden weapon!Could it be that Tang Sanjue has learned new martial arts during his many years of cultivation?
This is impossible!
"Broken Soul Fan" roared in his heart.

"Hehe, my master is indeed Tang Sanjue, but the hidden weapon I have is not made by my master, but developed by myself, the only one in the whole world..."

Zhang Twelve said something.

Hearing this, the "Broken Soul Fan" can be regarded as relieved, how can it be better than Tang San's mastery of this?As long as he doesn't know how, with his current kung fu, it's definitely not difficult to defeat Tang San!

But on second thought, what this man said is unbelievable!

If he could release a dozen or dozens of hidden weapons in a row, it would be fine if he just released them just now. Why did he wait until here?
Especially when he saw that the iron in the man's hand was only the size of a palm, how could there be a dozen or dozens of such iron pieces stuffed into such a small thing?
He lied again!

Although angry, "Broken Soul Fan" didn't dare to step forward again, because even if he fired two or three times each time, he still felt that it was not easy to deal with...

How to do it?

How to do it?

"Cough cough..."

At this time, Mo Li, who was injured by the steel fan just now, leaned against the corner and coughed twice, "Broken Soul Fan"'s eyes lit up, and he thought: Yes!
At this time, the three of them were standing with the "Broken Soul Fan" in the middle, while Zhang Twelve and Mo Li were on both sides of him, and Mo Li was closer to the "Broken Soul Fan"!
Without any warning, he moved away, and the next moment, he had already come to Mo Li's side, and then put the blade at the front of the steel fan across Mo Li's neck: "Boy, if you dare If you act rashly, believe it or not, I will kill her first!"

"........."

This was the scene that Zhang Twelve didn't want to see the most, but it still happened. Even though there were 1 helplessness in his heart, he still lowered his raised hand...

"Don't hurt her—otherwise, you don't want to leave today!"

Zhang Twelve said coldly, this is his truest thought at the moment. If he really dares to touch Mo Li, even if he carries Gatling on his shoulders and destroys the city of Quzhou today, he must catch up and kill him. he!

"Hehe, we can do business."

"Broken Soul Fan" said with a smile.

"what business?"

"Don't you want her? I can give her to you—but, the hidden weapon in your hand must be given to me!"

"Broken Soul Fan" is a master, and even a martial arts idiot. This can be seen from the fact that he has been practicing for so many years after failing in the martial arts competition with Tang Sanjue, just to win his breath.

And when he saw that the hidden weapon in the opposite man's hand had such terrifying lethality, he was already envious!

If he had another hidden weapon like that with his skill, he would first use the steel fan to clear the way when fighting with others, and when others resisted the steel fan with all his strength, he would use another hidden weapon—wouldn't it be a joy?
Zhang Twelve thought about it, this business - it seems that it can be done!
Because all the bullets in his gun have been shot out, so what if he gave it to him?What worries him is, does this guy mean what he says?
"Well—it's okay!"

Zhang Twelve glanced at him and said: "But if I gave you the hidden weapon, but you don't hand over the person, wouldn't I be at a loss?"

"........."

"Broken Soul Fan" felt as if he had been insulted. I am a grand master, do you know the grand master?Which one is not a promise?People like you can handle things like talking without words, right?
"Did I see through it and feel embarrassed to speak?"

Zhang Twelve continued to ask.

"........."

"Broken Soul Fan" was really angry, and said coldly: "Hehe, do you want to change it or not!"

Anyway, he is not the one who is anxious, as long as this woman is in his hands, he will not dare to release the hidden weapon in his hand, so the "Soul Broken Fan" is not in a hurry now.

"Okay, change!"

Originally, he was the active side, but he turned into a passive one. It's a bit embarrassing. Zhang Twelve didn't want to wait any longer. At this time, he still wanted to rescue Mo Li first!
"do not want!"

Mo Li was just out of strength and had no fighting strength, but his thoughts were still very clear. He knew that Zhang Twelve's hidden weapon was Xiao Li Feidao. Any room for resistance?

"Boy, change quickly! If you don't change, hehe..."

"Broken Soul Fan" was also afraid that Zhang Twelve would be influenced by Mo Li, so he quickly spoke up to get angry.

"Change!"

Zhang Twelve uttered a word, then looked at the "Broken Soul Fan" and said, "The two of us push the person and the hidden weapon towards each other at the same time."

"Broken Soul Fan" nodded. When he saw Zhang Twelve throwing something in his hand, he did not break his promise. He also pushed Mo Li on the back, and Mo Li staggered. Staggeringly ran towards Zhang Twelve...

(End of this chapter)