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Chapter 459 Grandmaster Falls! (Please subscribe!)
The battle between Tang Sanjue and the "Broken Soul Fan" has reached a fever pitch.

The longer the battle lasted, the uglier Tang Sanjue's face became, while the "Broken Soul Fan" was the opposite.

In terms of age, "Broken Soul Fan" is younger than Tang Sanjue, so many years ago, the young "Broken Soul Fan" met Tang Sanjue who happened to be in his prime, so he suffered a loss of physical strength, and finally lost his strength because of physical strength. Not to be defeated...

And after many years, both of them are old, but Tang Sanjue is older, so in terms of physical strength, Tang Sanjue has become the one who suffers!
After a confrontation, both of them were already a little tired. At this moment, the "Broken Soul Fan" knew that there would be another final blow. Tang San was afraid that he would not be able to hold on any longer. Although he would also suffer some injuries, he was able to hit It's not impossible to defeat Tang Sanjue!
The most important thing is that Tang Sanjue suffered a serious setback, and the three people on the opposite side all lost the ability to resist, so they let him be slaughtered?
He promised others to kill these people, he owed that person too long, so he has to pay back the favor quickly, and there will be no debt in the future!
"Come again!"

After saying this, the "Broken Soul Fan" made a comeback again, this time he didn't use the steel fan anymore, and gathered all his strength into his fists, hoping to give Tang Sanjue a fatal blow!
Tang Sanjue didn't dare to be careless, he mobilized his internal energy, and a barrier appeared in front of him, and it filled up continuously!
It didn't take long for the "Broken Soul Fan" to kill him. After hitting the barrier in front of Tang Sanjue with both fists, he couldn't move forward. Then he continued to exert force, and Tang Sanjue was in a stalemate in the air...

From the perspective of the "Broken Soul Fan", a layer of sweat had already appeared on Tang Sanjue's forehead. Although he was also affected by the opponent's power, he could still hold on for a while, so he continued to work, I believe it would not take long , Tang San will not be able to hold on anymore!

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Zhang Twelve supported Mo Li, feeling that her body was getting weaker and weaker, and her face was getting paler.

Although Mo Li tried her best to open her eyes, her body couldn't support her. She felt that her eyelids were very heavy, and she couldn't lift them even if she tried hard...

In her world, Zhang Twelve is gradually shrinking, and the darkness is slowly increasing. It seems that Zhang Twelve will disappear forever...

She is unwilling!
She can't bear it!

She still has a lot of things she wants to say to him, but she is too embarrassed to say what she said to him, and it seems that she has no chance to say it...

A tear flowed from the corner of Mo Li's eye, and then she closed her eyes heavily, and the hand that was holding Zhang Twelve was loosened, and fell down...

At this moment, Mo Li was cold and stiff, Zhang Twelve couldn't believe it, and called several times: "Senior Sister! Senior Sister!"

However, his call never got a response from Mo Li.

He put his finger in front of Mo Li's nose again, hoping to feel the warm breath just like before.

However, this time he didn't feel...

My heart sank, and my tears couldn't stop falling...

That irritable senior sister who had been beating him in the name of teaching him martial arts... is gone...

All because of him!
Zhang Twelve wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, slowly put Mo Li on the ground, took out a handful of M60 from his bracelet, and stared fiercely at the "Broken Soul Fan" who was in a stalemate with Tang Sanjue!
Damn you!
Zhang Twelve flew in the air with the M60 in his arms, and it didn't take long before he arrived in front of the two of them. When Tang Sanjue and "Broken Soul Fan" were both dumbfounded, he aimed his gun at "Broken Soul Fan"!
To be honest, "Broken Soul Fan" is really confused at the moment...

He had been with Zhang Twelve for more than half an hour, and he had seen him use a hidden weapon, but the hidden weapon had already been given to him, but what was he holding in his hand now?
From the appearance, it is not too different from the hidden weapon he brought over just now. The front is a dark cylindrical thing. The only difference is that this one is really too big now!

This is also the strangest part of "Broken Soul Fan"!

Such a big guy, if you carry it on your body, it must be very conspicuous!But why, he never found out?
But now is not the time to think about these things, because he saw that the man on the opposite side had already lifted that thing at him, and "Broken Soul Fan" always felt cold sweat running down his back!
But now he can't move his body easily, because he has gathered all his internal energy in his hands, and Tang Sanjue is the same, if he suddenly withdraws his hand now, not only will his previous efforts be wasted, but he will also be backlashed by internal energy, and he will be disabled even if he doesn't die!
Damn!

All the calculations before, I didn't even calculate that this man would be so skillful!
But Zhang Twelve didn't think too much in his mind. He was now shrouded in sadness and anger, and there was only one word in his mind: kill!

Shouted to the "Broken Soul Fan": "Go to hell!"

After finishing speaking, he pulled the trigger with his finger forcefully, and never lifted it again!

The bullets whizzed towards the "Broken Soul Fan", it was impossible not to hide at this time, even at the risk of being backlashed by internal force, the "Broken Soul Fan" still forcibly stopped the attack on Tang Sanjue, Immediately moved away from the figure, and retreated towards the back!
Although he moved fast enough, after all, he consumed too much internal energy when fighting with Tang Sanjue, and he was no longer in his best state, so his leg was still rubbed to the side, causing a dull pain...

The pain of "Broken Soul Fan" not only came from his legs, but a large part of it also came from the backlash of his internal force. After retreating to the back, his mood was quite complicated, and he even felt a little scared...

This has never happened many years ago!

Zhang Twelve didn't say a word, and the muzzle of the gun was aimed at the "Broken Soul Fan" again. His eyes were red and his legs were exerting force, and he came to him again.

This is the first time that "Broken Soul Fan" felt that death was so close to him. Although he was extremely calm, he was aware of his injury, and the opponent's hidden weapon (or it can't be called a hidden weapon, because he obviously couldn't No matter how obvious!) He has seen the power before, and it is difficult to hide when he is in the best state, let alone the current situation?

So he said, "Young man, I think we can have a good chat..."

"Broken Soul Fan" assures that as a grandmaster, he has never behaved so lowly like now, especially when Tang Sanjue is still beside him, he feels extremely embarrassed, but there is nothing he can do, it's all for survival!

"Talking about your paralysis! Go to hell!"

Zhang Twelve has no interest in chatting with him. When he wants to chat with you, you don't. Now I don't want to chat with you. I just want to send you to die!

The next moment, Zhang Twelve pulled the trigger!

"Bang bang bang bang-"

"Broken Soul Fan" didn't expect Zhang Twelve to be so irritable. He didn't even give him time to say a word, so he just started fighting!
His eyes were wide open, and he probably had very complicated thoughts before he died...

However, everything was in vain. After Zhang Twelve pulled the trigger, he didn't let go. It wasn't until all the 60 rounds in the M[-] were fired that the hostility in his heart weakened...

At this time, the body of "Broken Soul Fan" has become a sieve under the shooting of hundreds of bullets. Not to mention that he was injured and unable to move just now, even in his prime, he would have to work hard to hide a few pistol bullets With all his strength, if Zhang Twelve was holding a machine gun and shooting in the air at that time, he might not be able to escape the fate of being beaten to death!
The gunfire stopped and the trigger was released.

The alley was quiet again.

A generation of master "Broken Soul Fan" fell, and the end was miserable.

Looking back at Zhang Twelve, even Tang Sanjue was full of shock and fear when he looked at him. Obviously, Zhang Twelve's hot weapons still had a great impact on people of this era, especially a master like Tang Sanjue. Master, seeing that Zhang Twelve slaughtered a grandmaster with little effort—even if he was injured, he was still an injured grandmaster!Ordinary people can't do anything about it...

Fortunately, he is his apprentice. Although his personality is a bit cheap, he is not very bad...

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Tang Sanjue didn't have time to think too much, there was such a big commotion just now, there will be a lot of people gathered here in a short time, therefore, the top priority now is to leave this place of right and wrong quickly!

"Take your senior sister, let's go!"

Hearing Tang Sanjue say the word "Senior Sister", Zhang Twelve turned around and saw Mo Li lying on the ground, tears flowed out again...

"Master, Senior Sister—she's gone!"

Zhang Twelve regretted it again. He underestimated the strength of the master, and at the same time overestimated the combat effectiveness of the pistol. If he took out a weapon as powerful as the M60 at the beginning, why did it come to this?

Hearing Zhang Twelve's words, Tang Sanjue frowned, stepped forward to hold Mo Li's hand, tested her pulse, and then said to Zhang Twelve: "Hold your senior sister and follow me, She still has help!"

"what?"

Zhang Twelve looked at Tang Sanjue in disbelief, feeling as if he had been on a roller coaster, only reaching the bottom of the valley, and then rushing to the peak again!

"But Master, Senior Sister is obviously out of breath!"

But Zhang Twelve was still a little uncertain. Whether he watched TV or read books since he was a child, the knowledge he gained was that if a person is not breathing, he is dead!
"Don't you believe me yet?"

Tang San glanced at him with no dissatisfaction.

"Believe!"

It's useless to talk too much, the current Zhang Twelve can only choose to believe in Tang Sanjue, besides, he is a master of martial arts, with superb medical skills, and can rejuvenate, perhaps, he really has the ability to bring the dead back to life!

At this time, I can only hope that what he knows is all false, and put my hope on Tang Sanjue!
Tang Sanjue looked at Zhang Twelve's not-so-firm-willed look, shook his head and said, "Take your senior sister and follow me, and I'll explain to you slowly on the way!"

After speaking, he ran straight out of the alley, like a gust of wind, Zhang Twelve didn't dare to neglect, picked up Mo Li, and followed closely.

It’s really not suitable to stay in this place for a long time, because the sound of M60 just now is so against the sky, even if the officers and soldiers don’t come, I’m afraid it won’t be long before the people around will gather like watching the excitement, and if they are seen by then, they won’t alright.

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It seems that Tang San is definitely familiar with Quzhou City, and he ran all the way with him, but he didn't meet a single person on the road, and he didn't know if Tang San chose to go to a place with few people, or Quzhou City was already in depression. It became like this.

After walking for a while, the two finally stopped in front of a dilapidated temple. Zhang Twelve looked around. The place had been in disrepair for a long time, and the surrounding courtyard walls were in ruins. They might have been abandoned long ago. , usually no one comes.

After entering the temple directly, Tang Sanjue stopped and motioned Zhang Twelve to put Mo Li on the straw pile under the squatting Buddha.

After putting Mo Li away, Zhang Twelve tried Mo Li's breath again, but there was still no response, and her body was extremely cold now. To be honest, even if Tang Sanjue said it was fine, Zhang Twelve still felt a little nervous. Panic.

Seeing his appearance, Tang Sanjue felt rather relieved, at least it showed that he really cared about Mo Li, otherwise he wouldn't have reacted like this, so he said to him: "Li'er is not dead, or just Just feign death!"

"suspended animation?"

Zhang Twelve is extremely unfamiliar with this term. He has only heard of feigning death. What the hell is feigning death?
"Li'er's kung fu has reached a certain level. If there is another opportunity to break through in the future, she will come to the master level. If she is seriously injured with her current internal force, in order to prevent her body from being completely destroyed by external forces , the internal force in her body will activate the self-defense function!"

Seeing that Zhang Twelve still didn't understand, Tang Sanjue changed the way of saying: "Because the instigator beat Li'er with the power of a master, as long as Li'er's body is still in motion, the power of a master will be It will be destroyed in her body all the time, even if it is breathing, this is exercise, and it will cause her body to be corroded to death! At this time, Li'er's own internal force will stop her breathing and put her body in a state of suspended animation. Only in this way can she protect her body to the greatest extent!"

Hearing this, Zhang Twelve finally understood that there was such a saying.

While feeling happy, he asked curiously, "Master, how long will this state of suspended animation last?"

Tang Sanjue glanced outside, and said leisurely: "If there is no way to rescue, this state of suspended animation will last for three days at most."

"What about after three days?"

"After three days - people will die due to the exhaustion of internal energy and the shattering of viscera!"

"........."

Hearing this, Zhang Twelve was completely shocked, and immediately said: "Master, how should I save it? You must know, hurry up and save Senior Sister!"

"If you want to save someone, you can only have another grand master continuously transport your own internal energy into her body, and use the power of the master to transform the power of the master, so that the shattered internal organs in her body can be repaired again, and at the same time , but also absorb the backlash force in his body to himself to bear it."

After Tang Sanjue finished speaking, Zhang Twelve was even more stunned. If he heard correctly, this is probably a life-for-life saving method?

If Tang San rescued Mo Li, he would need to pass all his internal energy to her, and then he would have to bear the backlash—a person with internal energy couldn't bear it, how could a person without internal energy bear it?

　Hey, my daughter-in-law entered the delivery room at 10:30 in the morning, and came out at [-]:[-] in the evening. Hey, I almost passed out from exhaustion. Fortunately, the mother and daughter are safe, and they have a new and more important identity in life. I didn’t have time for two updates yesterday. , make up today.

　　
　
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