super six doors

Chapter 129 Assassination Sword Technique
Leng Sha yelled: "Wang Hao, don't do this with me. The one-eyed dragon abandoned me and pushed me into the fire pit. I broke up with the one-eyed dragon. There are no equals. I came back this time to take revenge!"

"Yo, little Lengzi, Brother Long is usually nice to you. You are ungrateful and ungrateful. I, Wang Hao, have to take care of Brother Long today and teach you a lesson, or you really don't have a long memory. .”

"I'm so mad, only others owe me, I never owe others, whether it's to Cyclops or to you, Wang Hao, I have a clear conscience." Leng Sha seemed quite excited: "Usually in the cell , fetching water and cleaning the toilet, I did all the dirty work, but what about you? You despicable guys, when I was sick, took advantage of the fire and robbed me of my sick food."

Wang Hao said as a matter of course: "Haha, isn't this the rule in the cell, the weak eat the strong, you are thin and small, and your strength is the lowest. If you don't bully you, whoever you bully."

Leng Sha sneered: "So you have admitted it, so what qualifications do you have to accuse me of being ungrateful?"

Wang Hao was at a loss for words for a while: "This can't be generalized, one thing is another thing. In short, Brother Long and I have treated you well. If we didn't take care of you, you would have become a slave to other prisoners in the cell."

"Hmph, this is also called taking care? It's clearly just being used. Even in other cells, my life may not be worse with you." Leng Sha finally understood, and with this brain-dead Wang Hao, it makes sense Can't tell: "It's useless to talk too much, let's see the kung fu!"

"Don't say I'm invincible!" Wang Hao looked at the skeleton ribs in Lengsha's right hand, and sneered: "If you lose, don't look for objective reasons, let alone weapons."

"Our family of killers never makes excuses. Likewise, our family of killers, once the sword is drawn, the sword will not go into its sheath if there is no blood."

"Since you want to die, then I will do what you wish." Wang Hao said with a frantic expression, "Don't stop me, I will kill this coldly, and I will kneel down and beg for mercy!"

Leng Sha and Wang Hao walked out of the crowd respectively.

Leng Sha was in a distressed figure, holding the ribs of a skeleton, like a dilapidated beggar.

And Wang Hao was wearing a green leather armor and holding a shining ghost knife.

"Who do you think will win between these two?"

"It's hard to say, the strength of the two should be equal, after all, both of them are high-level first-order warriors."

"I think Wang Hao can win. Wang Hao has a leather armor to protect his body, and the Ghost Head Saber is more than two ranks higher than the White Bone Sword."

"It's not that Leng Sha has no chance of winning. Leng Sha comes from a family of killers, and he cultivates killing skills. In a life-and-death battle, Leng Sha has a higher probability of winning."

"You underestimate Wang Hao a little bit. Wang Hao comes from the Blood Sword Sect of the Demon Sect. He is ruthless and ruthless in killing people. His strength is not low."

The crowd on the sidelines were whispering and discussing.

After a short confrontation, the two shot almost at the same time.

The two are in the same cell, and they seem to have a harmonious relationship, but in fact they seem to be at odds with each other, with constant friction and long-standing grievances.

What happened before made the anger in their hearts explode like a volcanic eruption.

As soon as the two made a move, they both used their fiercest killing moves.

"Assassination swordsmanship, Jing Ke assassinates Qin!"

"Blood Demon Saber, drink blood everywhere!"

The white bone sword stabbed straight at Wang Hao's chest, going forward without turning back.

But Wang Hao's blood drank everywhere, and the Ghost Head Saber made noises. Wherever the Ghost Head Saber went, the sky was full of blood.

Both of them are fighting with their lives, a move of burning jade and stone together.

Hei Xuanfeng said worriedly: "Oops, Leng Kill's speed is still a bit slower. Before Leng Kill's white bone sword pierces Wang Hao's chest, Leng Kill's right arm will be cut off by the ghost head knife."

Ye Cangqiong was very calm: "I don't think so."

About three inches away from Leng Sha's right arm from the ghost knife, Leng Sha's figure suddenly moved strangely, retreating like a loach.

At this moment, the white bone sword held by Leng Kill's right hand came out, like a thrown javelin, and stabbed straight at Wang Hao's chest.

"Assassination swordsmanship, Jing Ke throws a dagger."

Obviously, Wang Hao still expected a cold kill, and actually used this attack method.

"puff."

With a slight sound, the Bone Sword pierced deeply into the heart of Wang Hao's left chest.

Wang Hao lowered his head, staring at his chest, the blood gushing out of his chest like a fountain.

In the next moment, Wang Hao rushed over with his eyes open, unwilling to rest in peace.

"Lengsha is so bold, you dare to kill our brother Hao."

"Brothers, avenge Brother Hao and tear Leng Sha and his companions into pieces."

"Guys who have just joined us and are loyal to Brother Long, your chance to perform has come, go and kill them now!"

Cyclops, the remaining three younger brothers, issued orders to the martial artist who was loyal to Chen Cyclops behind him.

The dozen or so warriors, like robots, sluggishly moved towards Ye Cangqiong and the others, and surrounded them.

"Damn it, why are there so many of them?" Hei Xuanfeng's scalp was a little numb: "Boss, do we want to retreat strategically?"

"Worthless, I really don't know how you, the owner of Xuanfeng Village, are able to do it!" Ye Cangqiong couldn't laugh or cry, this black whirlwind with a big arm and a round waist and a fleshy face, although his strength is not low, is actually a bully and a coward.

Ye Cangqiong sneered: "The three high-level fighters on the left are left to you. If you can't get their heads, don't call them my little brothers in the future!"

After speaking, Ye Cangqiong's figure moved, tiptoeing to the ground, as if flying on the grass, and quickly greeted the approaching senior warrior.

Ye Cangqiong's Beiming true energy circulated to his right fist, which immediately lit up with a light blue light.

The moment he got close to the senior fighter, Ye Cangqiong's right arm stretched out like a long dragon, and he punched out like a spiral fist, the fist wind was loud, and the blue light was dazzling!
"Seven wounded fist!"

"boom."

With just one blow, Ye Cangqiong knocked this senior martial artist into the air.

The high-level warrior hit the bluestone in the rear warrior's warehouse, and then stopped.

The senior martial artist tilted his body and exhaled a strange black smoke from his nostrils.

At this time, the five fingers of Ye Cangqiong's left hand were bent, forming an eagle's claw shape, and one claw grabbed the head of a high-ranking martial artist in the direction of his left hand.

Ye Cangqiong suddenly exerted force, and his left claw directly crushed the head of this high-ranking warrior.

The high-level warrior fell to the ground limply like noodles, a puff of black smoke wafted from his head.

(End of this chapter)