Chapter 1750 Fatal Knife

Da Zhuang, who was standing in front of Yang Hua, nodded slowly, clenched his fists, and stared at Rakshasa with his fiery red eyes.

"Ali, be careful. Although I have never fought with this person, the people around Ling are definitely not that easy to deal with." Yang Hua looked at Ali with concern and said.

Ali stood aside and nodded slowly, and slowly raised the knife in his left hand.

I saw that the knife in his hand was still stained with scarlet blood, and it looked extremely ferocious. Facing Char in front of him, those eyes that were born with a pair of beasts looked at him unblinkingly.

you.

Suddenly he heard a loud shout, and he was the first to shout from that big mouth.

His burly figure suddenly rushed towards the Rakshasa, his momentum was like a mountain, and his angry fists were even more domineering.

But what about in the eyes of the Rakshasa in front of you?

"I don't know whether to live or die." Rakshasa said something coldly in his mouth.

The iron chain made of fine steel in his hand struck hard at the strong body with a whoosh.

This kind of fine steel chain would be harder than a fist if hit on a strong body. Moreover, it also carries a sharp knife at the end of the head. If you are not careful, your skin will be cut.

Therefore, using this relatively thin and insidious gadget to deal with Da Zhuang can be said to be Da Zhuang's nemesis.

Isn't this? Da Zhuang, who launched his angry fist, was forcefully forced back.

He could only duck and avoid the vicious stainless steel chain in his hand.

Da Zhuang, who originally had the advantage in height and weight, suddenly became passive. He was seen jumping around like a monkey, dodging the fine steel chain in the opponent's hand.

And what about here? I just heard a loud bang.

Then I saw sparks flying from the collision of the two knives.

I saw that Ali had already made contact with Nachaer. This move was a violent collision, and the two knives hit each other hard.

The arms of both people were numb and painful from the huge force of the other, but what about their faces? There was no sign of it.

With an angry roar, the keris in Char's hand in front of him struck straight through the air.

Ali fought back with his knife, and there was another violent collision with a clang.

They are playing head-on here, but what about Da Zhuang and the others over there? They are a bit passive. Although Yang Hua sees it, he can't help Da Zhuang.

Because he knew there was a real master he had to deal with.

That is the spirit standing before him.

What about Ling? He didn't move the whole time, just blinking at Yang Hua with his cold eyes.

"It's the second time we meet. I guess this time one of us will have to lie here." A sentence slowly came out of Ling's mouth.

Where is Yang Hua? A cold smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"It's good that you know."

"If it weren't for you, we wouldn't have ended up like this in Somalia. It seems that I have to settle this account with you." Zhan Ting Ling said.

"You owe my brother a life, and you can't escape this blood debt. I swore in front of his body that I would take your head to pay homage to him." Yang Hua said coldly.

Ling, who always had no expression on his face, suddenly laughed as if he had heard a joke when he heard Yang Hua say such a sentence.

"Take my head?"

"Do you know how many people in this world want my head? But what's the result? My head is still on my head, but their heads are gone for some reason! This

That’s what will happen to you today.”

"Really? I want to see who will die here today."

"It must be you."

The two people spoke cold words and stood there.

Next to them? Da Zhuang is concentrating on dealing with Rakshasa, and Ali is also dealing with Char.

In this final battle, who loses and who wins? Who lives and who dies? Who will know?

"Take action." A cold voice said, and then a ghost-like figure was seen rushing towards Yang Hua.

Na Ling Guo is truly worthy of being the number one fierce man on the Golden List Killer Ranking.

The strike was as fast as lightning, and the arm he struck went straight for Yang Hua's throat like a poisonous snake.

Yang Hua did not dare to be careless at all. It was not like he had never fought against the spirit in front of him. He raised his left hand to block, and his right elbow directly hit the chest of the spirit.

The spirit body came and retreated even faster. It didn't even see how it was moving and retreated directly.

Where's Yang Hua? He groaned, clenched one fist, opened the fingers of the other hand, and moved forward quickly. All the strength accumulated in his body was poured into his two arms, heading towards Lingqi.

Ling raised his right hand to block, and quickly raised his knees to push forward.

What about Yang Hua? He pressed his hands to block his knee attack, and used his left hand to cut directly towards Na Ling's head.

The spirit flew back and quickly attacked with two kicks.

Yang Hua could only retreat.

Na Ling's movement skills are elegant and sinister moves, and every move is useful. Each move is sure to kill. If one of the moves hits Yang Hua, he will probably be seriously injured even if he is not killed.

And what about Yang Hua? He uses ghost boxing and the assassination skills that Bai Songren gave him, and his moves are extremely vicious.

These two people are trying to kill people, and it is really terrifying to see them.

The blood-red magic mole on Yang Hua's palm had already burst into light, and a strange force from outside the body rushed towards Yang Hua's body, but what about Yang Hua? It was his own heart that suddenly stopped that force.

Weird power.

He knew that if all that external power poured into his body, there would be no doubt that Yang Hua's will would be out of his control. He would transform.

But this was not what Yang Hua wanted, because today he wanted to personally kill the spirit and cut off his head.

So when Yang Hua suddenly used his subconscious to organize the strange force coming from him, his body instinctively stagnated.

Of course Na Ling would not miss this opportunity.

His whole body jumped up suddenly, and with a spinning kick, he kicked Yang Hua in the head.

Yang Hua quickly turned his head. Although he escaped the fatal blow, his whole body undoubtedly became passive.

Na Ling seized the opportunity at this moment and launched more than ten moves in a row, forcing Yang Hua in front of him to retreat. After this period of panic, although Yang Hua held his body, his whole body was filled with energy and blood, and his throat

There seemed to be a stream of blood being held inside the tube, and it would spurt out at any time.

The devil mole in the palm of his right hand was originally as red as a devil's eye, but after Yang Hua blocked it just now, the blood-red devil mole in his palm strangely disappeared from its original blood-red light and returned to its previous state, becoming

I got an ordinary blood-red mole.

Yang Hua not only glanced at the mole on his palm at this moment, but it also returned to its previous appearance. A feeling of excitement surged from his heart.

He knew that as long as the magic mole on his palm did not turn red, he would not transform.

Now he could finally relax completely and deal with the spirit.

What about Ling? After the fierce battle just now, he also retreated to the side. He was actually worried in his heart.

"I already knew there was something weird inside your body?"

"Transform, even if you become a demon, I will kill you today." A word came out of Ling's mouth coldly.

But what about Yang Hua? He smiled.

"Today I will cut off your head myself."

"Do you have this ability?"

Hearing a sudden loud shout, Ling rushed forward again, his body attacking faster than before, and his whole body pressed towards Yang Hua like a shadow.

Where was Yang Hua? His body was as light as flying, and his attack speed was extremely fierce.

Only the figures of two people can be seen jumping around in the entire field, and the speed of their attack can hardly be seen. You can imagine how fast it is!

But what about Ali here versus Char?

Already reaching the point of breaking out, Ali became more and more courageous as he fought. Who could have imagined that this pale-faced man would move like a ferocious and devouring beast.

Nachar's heart grew colder as he fought, and he used the keris in his hand in several different ways to kill Ali, but in the face of Ali's offensive, it was in vain?

Isn't this? Someone didn't pay attention, and Ali slashed Nachar on the shoulder with a knife.

Scarlet blood trickled down Nachar's shoulders and head. Chaar gritted his teeth and endured the pain, while his vicious eyes stared at Ali.

Suddenly, the keris in his hand turned and struck Ali sharply in the head.

This knife is very powerful. If it really hits Ali's head, why not just cut Ali in half with one knife?

The moment he was struck down by the vicious sword technique, Ali's body turned into a black shadow and headed towards this side.

Does he still look like a human being at this moment? He looks like a crazy beast. His whole body and the knife in his left hand merge into one body, and he rushes towards Nachar.

Just heard a squeaking sound.

Everything seemed to have stopped. The keris in Char's hand stopped just two fingers above Ali's head.

And what about the cold blade in Ali's hand? It was inserted into Nachar's chest without moving.

Scarlet blood flowed out from Char's arm in front of him and stained the ground.

Ali's pale face was seen as he pulled out the knife in his hand, and Nachar's body fell to the ground with a plop.

His man still wanted to get up, but he stretched his fingers in the air, trying to catch something, but unfortunately he couldn't and couldn't catch it. His pupils began to slowly shrink.

Finally, all the black pupils in his eyes disappeared, and the arm in the air fell down with a thump.

dead.
Chapter completed!