This seemingly complicated and dangerous moment of engagement was just a flash of light in the eyes of others, especially when Jiang Minghao’s waist clothing was pierced, and the frightened Captain Zheng could not help but shout:
"Jiang Minghao, don't fight, go to the hospital, this is a three-sided army stab, you will lose too much blood when it is late..."
"Shut up!" Before Captain Zheng could finish speaking, Jiang Minghao directly scolded, "I don't need you to worry about it."
Jiang Minghao seemed to be completely agitated by the scar on his waist. The method of cannibalism and perishment just now was his unique skill. After repeated trials, he did not expect to meet a master who is not afraid of death today, especially through his body. The unyielding will and stubborn belief that showed Jiang Minghao made Jiang Minghao more brave and excited? anger? Maybe even he can't tell the difference himself.
At this moment, Jiang Minghao's right hand holding the Falcon Wing Saber trembles unconsciously, as if he was about to let go at any time. The originally dark blade flashed red light. The Falcon Wing Saber was like an angry lion, and it seemed to be about to The eruption of the volcano, Jiang Minghao turned his wrist, the general knife turned into a front grip, the fire of the blade followed Jiang Minghao's arm, like a spreading virus, and instantly penetrated Jiang Minghao's eyes, and the dark eyes were also instantaneous at this moment. It was dyed blood, as if the whole person and the saber were merged into one.
"devil·······"
This is the true thought of everyone present, because at this time the killing aura exuding from Jiang Minghao's body is like a cannibalism crawling out of a pool of blood, making them unable to help their heartbeat speed up, their breathing is short, and the invisible air is produced. The coercion, like a block of boulders pressing on everyone's shoulders, made Yang Liu, who had never seen a slaughter, his legs softened, and he slumped on the sofa. Fear instantly filled the entire villa.
"kill······"
A vicious voice popped from Jiang Minghao’s throat, like a man-eating and bloodthirsty demon. Jiang Minghao seemed to lose his mind completely. He lifted the knife and moved around with the strength of the Xingyi Quan, and swiped the right hand holding the knife. Freely, at that moment, he swung the Falcon Wing Saber like a wind, and the flaming blade phantom seemed to be a blooming fire lotus, and it was full of energy and vitality with the movement of strength.
"No, is this kid crazy or crazy?"
Along looked at the eight fire lotus petals blooming like the blade of Falcon Wing's blade, as if each petal had reached the realm of materialization, very clear, and Jiang Minghao's wrist joined together, regardless of each other.
"how can that be?"
Seeing Jiang Minghao's crazy appearance, Yang Hongren beside him was so surprised that he didn't even know that the cigar in his hand fell to the ground. He couldn't help but mutter to himself:
"Turn the energy into the void? How is this possible? It is impossible for more than ten people in the whole world to reach this state? How is this possible? He is only in his twenties, how is this possible? And just now, his hands and feet are clearly just entering the energy. How can you turn your energy into a void after a short period of time?"
Yang Liu listened to his father's self-consciousness and said five consecutive "how is it possible", naturally guessed Jiang Minghao's greatness, he knew that his father was born as a ****, and has a certain theory of martial arts Studying, based on his father’s character, he would never praise anyone easily. Even Along never praised anyone, but today, he praised Jiang Minghao, who has no good feelings, and Yang Liu turned out to be Along. Worried.
"Ding·······················"
It was the sound of the touch of a military thorn and a falcon wing saber, like a series of sweet notes, the military thorn in Aaron's hand was like a thousand arrows, and the white thorn tip from the long-term assassination curled up with a silver light, like thousands of silver bars. The silk was intertwined and threaded wrongly, forming a dense gill net, shrouded in Jiang Minghao's fire lotus. In the middle of the two fighting, there was a constant violent crackling of the air, like the roar of firecrackers.
Ordinary people will ruthlessly break their skin and bones when they touch Jiang Minghao’s fire lotus or the gill net produced by Aaron’s rapid thrusts. At this time, no one can help or stop it, unless two The winner is divided.
However, Jiang Minghao, who has lost his mind, doesn’t care about this. The dazzling fire lotus pierces the silver-like spikes one by one, as if the falcon wing saber in his hand is a magic weapon that destroys the world and destroys the earth. In front of the sharp weapon, all attacks turned into ups and downs.
With full strength, Alongmao used the stabs of the army thorns repeatedly. His stab method combines the knack of Emei thorns, specializing in tricky acupuncture points, but can face the fire lotus produced by Jiang Minghao's flurry and hacking. I can’t use it, as if this fire lotus is everywhere, no matter how he changes his angle, he is completely blocked, and the speed of his stab is gradually slowed down due to exhaustion, and the silver gillnet also follows. More and more sparse.
But Jiang Minghao seemed to be a savage bull with inexhaustible strength. The 30-centimeter saber danced faster and faster, and became more and more courageous. He was completely unconscious lunatic. The two were stabbing and fighting in the living room. It was in full swing, and the flat marble floor was also shattered by the dull strength and vigor of the two. Others in the living room couldn't help but step back to make room for the two to fight.
The army stab in Along's hand has already become a toothed stick at this time, and the three-sided blade is covered with soy-sized gaps. Fortunately, the army stab itself is made of high-strength alloy, and the sashimi is thick and round, otherwise it would have been folded into two on the spot. Aaron also understands that he is not the opponent of this young man at all. The oppressive feeling brought to him by him is no less than that of his idol Cheetah. If this continues, he will undoubtedly lose, and now he is like a lunatic Jiang Minghao. Don't listen to anyone's dissuasion.
At the moment when the two weapons intersected, Aaron finally chose to retreat, only to see his palm loosened, the army thorn in his hand was like an arrow from the string, and he shot at Jiang Minghao, he took the opportunity to turn around and rushed forward. , Rushed towards the guardrail on the second floor of the living room, as long as he avoided Jiang Minghao's fire-colored lotus, and went up to the second floor, condescending, he would have the opportunity to use the desert eagle on his waist to force Jiang Minghao to stop.
The first time Aaron felt so embarrassed, and the first time he felt so scared, the other party was completely a demon that could not be explained by common sense. Seeing that the railing was between the sizes, there was only one thought in his mind, hurry up, hurry up. Just jump on the second floor, so even if you shoot yourself, it's a legitimate defense.
Seeing that his hands were only one step away from the railing, Along's eyes flashed a touch of joy, but the next second, he found that there was another person in front of him. Jiang Minghao did not know when he climbed up the railing one step ahead of him. With one hand behind the railing, one hand holding the Falcon Wing Saber, the tip of the blade pointed directly at the center of Aaron's brow.
It's over. Facing the tip of the Falcon Wing Sabre, Aaron is completely hopeless. The joy in his eyes instantly turns to death and fear. His leaping body cannot stop in the air, and the whole body is like a gallop. His car slammed into the sharp knife pointed at him, and Jiang Minghao’s fiery red eyes had no sign of closing his hands. Aaron seemed to have seen the fiery wing blade penetrate his head. , Blood-blooded, brain-spattered scenes.
"hiss······"
Seeing Jiang Minghao's fierceness, all the people watching the battle were unable to say anything except for a breath of cold air, because the young man in front of him was completely synonymous with death, and even just that he did not have any emotions in his hands. The sickle for reaping human life.
"boom······"
At this moment, Jiang Minghao’s eyes that were like fireballs and meteors suddenly flashed, and the tip of the saber pointed at Aaron suddenly turned and replaced it with a handle. The rubber handle was like a steel rod. Nailed straight to Aaron's forehead, Aaron felt like his forehead was hit by a sniper bullet, and his whole person fell to the ground like a torn sack flying out.
Aaron only felt that his head was stabbed with a saber, causing his brain to turn upside down, but the soldier’s unique conditioned reflex prompted him to stand up and resist, but he found that his whole body was drained. Except for lying on the ground and breathing heavily, he couldn't do any resistance at all.
"boom·······"
Jiang Minghao jumped off the second floor abruptly, his landing feet seemed to be two javelins that had plunged into the ground, and through the cracked marble, his feet had no insteps, and sank deeply into the ground, as if they had fallen from the sky. The Demon God shook the entire villa for fear. Everyone looked at Jiang Minghao’s figure and was so frightened that they were so frightened that they even held their breath, for fear that the sound of their breathing would disturb the Demon God and lead to murder. .
"call······"
As soon as everyone blinked, Jiang Minghao’s feet deep into the ground seemed to be a gust of wind. Before everyone could see what was going on, Jiang Minghao had already come to Along’s side and stepped on him. On his chest, the flaming blade of the Hayabusa saber pressed against Aaron's neck, his eyes closed slightly, as if praying for the slaughter that was about to begin.
Along felt the hot blade on his neck, his eyes began to fade and despair, he slowly closed his eyes and waited for death to come. At this moment, his heart was very calm, and his family members suddenly appeared in front of him. His smiling face, the loose muscles all over, seemed to have completely given up resistance, waiting for Jiang Minghao's last cut to free himself.
"Jiang Minghao..."
At this moment, Yang Liu, Instructor Zheng, and Captain Zheng couldn’t help but call out Jiang Minghao’s name. Although the voice was very small, with small flies and mosquito mosquitoes, these three shouts in unison made Jiang Minghao unexpectedly. Ming Hao felt that his head was smashed with a stick. He only felt a chaos in front of him. As soon as his head sank, he fell down, lying on Along's body, like a corpse that had completely lost its vitality. .