Everyone is far away from watching the two men playing against the cold weapons. It is everyone. The 12 members of Zhang Xiaoqiang and the hundreds of men under the man are standing in the far corner and looking over here. Zhang Xiaoqiang The hands of the men can not be inserted, as for the men's hands? It is not known.

The two men played very fiercely. The crowds who watched in the distance couldn't help but sweat. They didn't like Huabi, like the previous film and television dramas. I played a white crane and danced like a bright crane.

Neither of them used any moves. They kept waving their weapons and they rushed together. They were faster, more sturdy, and heavier.

The mysterious man's main attack, his speed is very fast, the long knife in his hand is pouring into Zhang Xiaoqiang like a flowing water, and Cheng Liang's blade is brought out under the illumination of the fire.

As he slashed like a storm, the silver and white pieces were joined together into a bright, white, reflective satin-like brilliance, which made everyone's eyes faint and faint.

As his hands were still turning, his knife was getting faster and faster, and the impact of the long knife and the Jingwei sword changed from a slight sham to a continuous syllable like a typewriter.

The man's main attack, Zhang Xiaoqiang is the main guard. He knows that his speed is far worse than the man in front of him. The only one who is stronger than him is strength. The speed is just barely able to keep up with his knives. The man's attack is like a storm. Zhang Xiaoqiang keeps the water from pouring into it. No matter whether the long knife of the man Cheng Liang is cut from any angle, Zhang Xiaoqiang can kneel in the first time.

As time went by, the sky began to shine, and the physical strength of the two men was almost reached the limit. The long knife in the man's hand was as long as the river, and the sword in Zhang Xiaoqiang's hand was like a reef in the river, no matter you. The momentum of the coming is higher and faster, he can block it apart, but he does not move. As they continue to move, they are constantly changing their angles.

Gradually, the two went to the side of the simple house. On the thick log in front of the simple house, a young man with a lighted dress was tied. He kept his head down and didn't know if he was dead or alive.

Zhang Xiaoqiang, the unlucky guy is the madman Guo Fei, but now he is playing in the mysterious man, and he has no time to manage Guo Fei’s life and death. After he once again blocked the men’s wind and the combo, he wants to swing the sword and counterattack. At a time, he saw Guo Fei, who was hanging his head, slowly drawing on the ground with his toes.

Zhang Xiaoqiang doesn't know what Guo Fei is playing. He still has to face the man's crazy slashing. The two unconsciously moved to the edge of the log. Behind the man is Guo Fei, who is tied up. Guo Fei suddenly looks up at Zhang Xiaoqiang. Then he moved his gaze to the burning fire.

Zhang Xiaoqiang was slightly stunned by Guo Fei's instructions. The man grabbed the opportunity to turn the lower shank and cut a big slash to Zhang Xiaoqiang. He saw Zhang Xiaoqiang, the blade of the scorpion, slashing the knife to the side with a long sword.

"When?????" The voice of the blade slammed into the knife, Zhang Xiaoqiang was shocked and his voice was wrong.

Today, Zhang Xiaoqiang's Jingwei sword is constantly cut in the man's long knife. The metal sounds of the two have been printed by Zhang Xiaoqiang in the bottom of my heart. But this sound is completely different from the previous one. Zhang Xiaoqiang subconsciously took a half step back with a corner of his eyes.

"broken???"

Zhang Xiaoqiang saw that the long knife that fell to his side was the knife's back and the lower blade pointed upward. The man completed two actions in one posture.

This kind of knife is very similar to the big knife knives that used to kill the devils. It’s just that this man is used against it. The big knives are all with their backs facing up, and the upper knives are squatting again, while the men are kneeling down and then squatting. Scythe.

When it was said that it was too late, the man’s upper knives had already smashed up in the belly of Zhang Xiaoqiang.

In the eyes of everyone, Zhang Xiaoqiang was slashed on the lower abdomen by a man's knife. This knife was full of strength, and Zhang Xiaoqiang was directly smashed by men.

All the players raised the Bayi-style rifle at the same time and aimed at the man to prepare for the fire. The gunshot finally did not ring. The man was preparing to rush forward. When Zhang Xiaoqiang was given a knife, Zhang Xiaoqiang lying on the ground slammed up, the fine in his hand. Wei Jian got out of the air and rolled over to the man.

The man is very confident about the sharpness of his long knife. In his opinion, Zhang Xiaoqiang, who is in the middle of his own knife, will be cut by the blade even if he wears bulletproof vests. But I did not expect Zhang Xiaoqiang to sit up and have the strength to fight back and watch the fly. The long sword that came, he stumbled and let the sword open. When he stood up, Zhang Xiaoqiang also climbed from the ground.

The long sword in Zhang Xiaoqiang’s hand has been thrown out by him. Now he is holding the silver desert eagle in his hand. The large-aperture gunpoint is aimed at the man straight. The man looks at the desert eagle in the hands of Zhang Xiaoqiang. No longer cautious, the smile and ridicule that disappeared from his mouth returned to his lips.

In his view, Zhang Xiaoqiang, who is armed with a gun, is far from threatening Zhang Xiaoqiang, who has a sword. In addition to his ability to double his speed, he has the ability to know who is not aware of it. He can always feel the danger from the danger. At the same time, the time for the pre-judgment is not long, just a few seconds, but this short few seconds to match his extraordinary speed, he is the body of immortality, is the cost of his life.

Since he got this ability, he has never lost a hair. Even if Zhang Xiaoqiang took his man with a dozen rifles and shot him, he could avoid it~lightnovelpub.net~ So he had a large caliber pistol in the hands of Zhang Xiaoqiang. There is no fear, because he only needs to pay attention to Zhang Xiaoqiang's pistol.

When Zhang Xiaoqiang holding a long sword is fighting with him, the dangerous feeling has never been broken. The danger is an implicit danger, like a huge stone hanging over the head. You don’t know that the boulder will be there. When will it fall?

He doesn't like this feeling very much. What he wants is to keep everything in his hands. Since he has acquired his ability, he thinks he is God. All people and zombies should surrender to his feet.

The danger of Zhang Xiaoqiang's constant dissipating made him uneasy. When Zhang Xiaoqiang raised his pistol, all the uneasiness disappeared, and the feeling of manipulating danger came back. This familiar feeling made him intoxicated.

"Bumps?????"

The gunfire that is brighter than the bonfire is lit by Zhang Xiaoqiang's hand. As the gun body beats, a particle bomb flies toward the man. The man slowly recedes and moves while changing various postures. The sound gun rang and escaped the last particle bomb.

The man was about to launch an assault. A silver pistol flashing under the illumination of the flames slammed him over. The man felt funny. He thought that Zhang Xiaoqiang was already poor, and the flying pistols were even too lazy to block with a long knife.

He was flashing his pistol and was about to continue the charge that had just been interrupted. Three flashing triangles flew over to his cheeks and chest.

"叮当???????"

The two triangle thorns were flying by the long knife, and the upper body slanted back and slid away from the triangular thorn that was shot at the face. He had not got up yet, and he leaped back with his body again.

Shortly after his body was vacated, there were three triangular thorns in the finished character position. He was still in the middle of the air. He was about to twist his waist and let himself land. Suddenly a sense of crisis appeared in his heart.