The body instinctively made the most direct movement. After flashing left and right twice, Ye Wu already had a long knife in his hands. And the man who was snatched by him with the long sword, under Ye Wushuang's heavy kick, rolled and fell several meters away, lying on the ground and had lost his combat effectiveness.
One knife in hand, I have the world!
Although Ye Wushuang was slightly weaker than this kind of spirit, the sense of reality that he held the long knife in his hand gave him full confidence. At the very least, he doesn't need to continue to keep that dodge feeling.
Holding up a long knife that came, Ye Wushuang's other hand that was empty directly blasted out. Although the strong man in front of him dodged aside wisely, Ye Wushuang's right leg hated the man. Side crotch.
With a muffled "meeting", the man was thrown sideways into the air and fell on the ground in a parabola, although he tried to stand up through his own efforts, but the numbness of his whole body made him struggle twice, and again Had to lie on the ground obediently.
"Stop!" Zhang Hao yelled with a knife. After the remaining few people walked away from Ye Wushuang one after another, he walked over slowly, staring at Ye Wushuang and said lightly: "Sure enough, I really don't I know, why did the fat man offend you."
"Who is the fat man, don't you know?" Ye Wushuang stood there quietly holding the long knife. For more than half an hour, although he looked relaxed, he also consumed a lot of physical energy. Zhang Hao's time to speak, he just used it to restore his heyday as soon as possible.
Anyone with extensive combat experience knows that only in a state of heyday can they guarantee their safety to the utmost extent.
Because no one knows what will happen in the next moment.
Zhang Hao obviously understood what Ye Wushuang was saying. After smiling slightly, he sighed and wiped the long knife in his hand and said, "But there is no way. It is not something I can change. Raise the knife. !"
"Do you have to use a knife?" Ye Wushuang was a little bit. To be honest, he still has some good feelings for this person. Although he is in a hostile camp, he always feels that Zhang Hao is a person worthy of friendship, so he doesn't want it. Saw the scene of blood splashing.
"Only a knife is the basis for solving everything." After Zhang Hao coldly replied to Ye Wushuang, he immediately shouted, and across a long distance, he rushed towards Ye Wushuang with the knife in both hands.
"Ding!"
The two poles intersect.
Ye Wushuang just resisted passively, but Zhang Hao was not as humble as Ye Wushuang. After taking the knife, his whole body seemed to be shrouded in an unbreakable aura. After a knife was blocked, he quickly reversed his arms, and another knife slanted Ye Wushuang from the bottom up.
Ye Wushuang naturally couldn't let this knife touch him, he held the knife with one hand and blocked it again.
"Ding!"
After the sound of the intersecting blades once again, Zhang Hao suddenly took a few steps back, holding the sword in both hands over his head, and smashing the Huashan Mountain with strength. At the same time as he attacked Ye Wushuang again, he shouted sharply: "Success! "
Ye Wushuang's heart shuddered, he knew that he couldn't keep his hands like forward twice.
He held the knife horizontally with one hand, while the other hand leaned straight towards Zhang Hao's neck. However, after the "ding" sound, Ye Wushuang suddenly felt a light in his hand. Under his horror, he found that his long knife was cut into two pieces by Zhang Hao's cut, and Zhang Hao's knife was still intact. Cut to the top of his head without any lack!
The cold Daohui made Ye Wushuang's bare scalp almost burst!
Instantly mobilizing all the potential of his body, Ye Wushuang pulled back at his limit speed.
But even so, it was still a bit late. Although he escaped his life, Ye Wushuang's cheek was brought out by Zhang Hao's knife with a long mark of three centimeters long.
Blood appeared in an instant.
Ye Wushuang stretched out his tongue to catch the dripping blood. With his eyes wide open, his heart writhed with anger.
This is the lesson, the lesson of underestimating the enemy!
With a clear whistle, Ye Wushuang flew in front of him with anger and annoyance at the extreme speed. Haven't seen blood for so many days, and only a few days after coming to the earth, have you become so paralyzed
With an iron fist clenched tightly, Ye Wushuang avoided the oncoming blade with an extremely delicate figure. Before Zhang Hao had time to rescue him, he blasted Zhang Hao's chest heavily.
Feeling that the place where the fist hits was slightly collapsed and the bones of the touched part were broken, Ye Wushuang stood there quietly, coldly watching Zhang Hao lying on the ground, vomiting blood in his mouth, and he was deeply moved for a while. .
Without blood, there is no lesson.
If you want to take my life from Ye Wushuang, you have to give your own life first. When Ye Wushuang was upset about his underestimation of the enemy, he also understood a truth: the enemy is the enemy, he will not show mercy to your subordinates just because you have a good impression of him.
After Zhang Hao vomited countless mouths of blood, he tried to raise his head and said to Ye Wushuang: "You have won. However, my organization will continue to trouble you. I hope you can save your life. Don't let me live. See you early in heaven."
"What kind of organization is your organization?" It is estimated that Zhang Hao is already dead. Ye Wushuang put away his cold eyes, frowned slightly and asked. After all, people are about to die, and their words are good. Ye Wushuang felt that Zhang Hao might tell him something.
"We are a huge organization. Well... People like me are just the outermost members, and there are a large number of outstanding mentors on it. In the organization, mission failures will never be allowed to happen. Boy, you Cherish your life well.” Zhang Hao said as he said, he began to vomit blood again, Ye Wushuang's unreserved punch made him see the light from heaven.
After a while, Ye Wushuang saw that Zhang Hao had only vented his breath, and after a slight sigh, he beckoned to the remaining brawny men: "You guys, take your comrades back."
The remaining few did not speak, quietly lifted their injured or dead companions, and flew away from the dock.
Ye Wushuang stood quietly on the dock, letting the sea breeze blow the blood that was gradually drying on his face, but he was constantly churning with a thought: "That fat man, what kind of family was born in, and the organization that Zhang Hao said. What kind of relationship does it have?"
Obviously, this should be an organization with considerable influence. Zhang Hao said that there were still a large number of mecha fighters on him, and Ye Wushuang understood this deeply.
According to what he discovered when he was chatting with girls and sisters, every mecha fighter is at the national treasure level. An organization can have many national treasure level people. The depth of its strength, Ye Wushuang just uses his toes to think about problems. Can understand what that means.
"It seems that things are a bit troublesome." After muttering to himself, Ye Wushuang turned and left the dock.
Although he felt that the organization was quite powerful, he was still fearless. After all, on the Blue Lin star, the undead army dominated the entire world. It can be said that he was an enemy of the entire world at that time, and he did not see the slightest discouragement. How could he be too scared in the face of an unknown organization that is only powerful.
The only thing that worries Ye Wushuang is Lin Lan’s safety. As for the little girl, Ye Wushuang now thinks she is a super magister. He thinks that there is nothing worth worrying about for such a powerful existence as a super magister. Things.
After rationalizing his thoughts, Ye Wushuang realized that he should first consult with Sun Feifei. What kind of family is the fat Jiang Wei in? This is also convenient for him to have a clearer picture of the current situation. Cognition.
It’s just that Feifei Sun...
Thinking about Sun Feifei's anger every time he saw herself, Ye Wushuang couldn't help but feel a headache. He didn't know if this girl would calmly tell herself everything she knew as she wanted.