"come out."

"Don't you want to keep killing me? Come out, you bastard." Yang Hua was heard roaring hysterically in the darkness.

He clenched his fists tightly, and his ferocious eyes turned blood red at the moment 13 died tragically. Even his entire face became ferocious, looking extremely terrifying.

He saw a pair of cold eyes looking at him in the dark night.

There is no doubt that that person is Yang Hua's nemesis, Ling.

To be honest, he didn't expect that this guy would actually chase him and seemed to want to give him a fight.

His eyes were like a predator in the dark night, and his ferocious gaze looked at the roaring Yang Hua in front of him with an extremely vicious light.

Take action in an instant.

Like light, like lightning.

At this moment, when he attacked Yang Hua's back, his extremely fast and unparalleled skills almost left Yang Hua with no time to follow up with another move.

Where was Yang Hua? He was roaring when he suddenly felt a cold air coming from behind, and then he felt something was wrong.

He turned around quickly and stretched out both hands to block.

What struck was a cold dagger. The dagger in Na Ling's hand pierced Yang Hua's body accurately. Where was Yang Hua? His two hands were in the shape of scissors. Seeing the situation? He dragged his two hands.

He directly clamped one of Ling's arms, and Ling's other hand struck towards Yang Hua's face like a ghost.

But at the moment of the attack, Yang Hua violently let go of Ling's other hand and moved towards Ling's right hand with both hands.

When masters compete with each other, it's always a matter of lightning and flint.

Isn't this? There was a loud bang, and the two quickly separated.

Although it was a dark day and everything was pitch black, for the two peerless masters, there was no obstacle to their vision.

The spirit in front of him stood opposite Yang Hua, still looking the same, wearing a pair of gold-rimmed glasses and a gray suit, standing there coldly, and the pair of glasses with thin lenses flashed in the blink of an eye.

He looked at Yang Hua without blinking, his face still expressionless.

What about Yang Hua in front of him? His eyes were filled with blood-red color.

He clenched his two fists tightly and looked coldly at the spirit in front of him with his eyes full of hatred.

"Blood debt tastes blood."

A sentence suddenly came out of Yang Hua's mouth in front of him.

But the spirit was indifferent.

"Do you want to end it with me today?" Ling Ling said in a cold tone.

Yang Hua looked at him and nodded slowly.

"Only one person can get out alive today."

"Okay, I've long wanted to meet you," Zhan Ling suddenly said.

"I have killed countless people in my life, and everyone has a price, but you are the extra one I want to kill today." Zhan Ling said slowly.

"Just in time, I've wanted to meet you for a long time."

When the two people finished saying these words, Yang Hua slowly took off his coat, and Na Ling took off his coat in an instant.

At the same time, even the gold-rimmed glasses he had been wearing on the bridge of his nose slowly took off.

In the battle between masters, no accident is allowed, so even an extra thing on the body can be fatal at any time.

They both knew it very well.

After the two people put down all the extra things on their bodies, they stood facing each other.

Ling had a dagger in his hand, but what about Yang Hua? It was with bare hands, but to Yang Hua, none of this mattered.

I saw Yang Hua suddenly taking action in front of me.

Yang Hua, who had always struck later, chose to strike first today, not because of anything else but because the anger burning in his chest had completely burned his entire being.

It's the ultimate killer move right from the start.

The vicious move hit Na Ling directly in the face. Ling took a wrong step and his whole body suddenly spun to the side. His two hands attacked Yang Hua's side at the same time like ghosts.

The moves are also extremely vicious, and every move that hits the opponent will definitely be fatal.

Although Yang Hua was full of anger in his heart, he did not dare to be careless. He raised one hand to block Ling's hand, and kicked the other leg quickly towards Ling.

How could Na Ling be hit by Yang Hua so easily? Seeing Yang Hua's left leg attack quickly, Na Ling cut everything with his hand, and at the same time, the dagger in his other hand stabbed directly towards Yang Hua's chest.

Yang Hua stumbled out of the way.

Soon, the two people passed more than a dozen moves.

Exciting fights are always instantaneous, and the moves of both people are fatal. Yang Hua's boxing is very changeable. It contains both the essence of Ghost Boxing and the assassination skills. But what about the spirit?

The tricks are even weirder.

I can't tell what kind of boxing it is. Sometimes it looks like Taekwondo, and sometimes it looks like Karate.

Generally speaking, the strength of the two is really about the same.

During the fierce battle between Yang Hua and the spirit, he seemed to be possessed by a demon. He seemed to be unaware of anything else outside him. He didn't even feel it when the demon mole on his palm turned red in an instant.

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And what about the spirit?

He was not shocked by Yang Hua's moves, but was shocked by Yang Hua's aura.

For some reason, Ling suddenly felt that the person fighting him in front of him was not a person, but a demon, a demon with dark power.

Every time he touches Yang Hua's hands, he can't help but feel an icy chill coming from Yang Hua's arms.

The spirit can definitely feel that chill, which is not what a normal person radiates.

There was a shocking roar.

Ling's moves suddenly became wider and wider, and the dagger in his hand became sharper like a poisonous snake.

Each knife struck at the vital points of Yang Hua's body from weird and different angles. If he was really stabbed, Yang Hua would probably die.

And what about Yang Hua? In an instant, his body skills and moves became even faster and more incredible.

This peerless battle was the first such thrilling battle for Yang Hua since his debut. Of course, it was also the first opponent that Ling felt in his heart that he might not be able to kill after having been on the road for so many years.

As the two of them quickly attacked dozens of moves.

A sudden roar came out of Ling's mouth, and his expressionless face turned almost ferocious in an instant. His whole person looked like a poisonous snake, holding a knife in one hand and the other hand like an eagle's claw.

, attacking Yang Hua.

Yang Hua stepped back, planting his heels firmly on his horse's stride, and at the same time used his other two hands to block the spirit.

The moment their hands touched, the claw-like hand clasped tightly on Yang Hua's arm. At the same time, his other hand holding the knife was thrust towards Yang Hua.

, was held by Yang Hua's right hand.
Chapter completed!