Prophet of Rebirth

Chapter 140

Can Dao didn't talk nonsense, and punched out with all his strength, directly hitting Ye Zhiqiu's abdomen.

Ye Zhiqiu took a step forward and punched the flying fist.

"Bang!" The powerful force released by the fist once again sent the two of them backwards.

Ye Zhiqiu felt a huge pain in his fist, as if the phalanx of his right hand was broken. At the same time, there was a shock in his body, and a stream of blood rushed to his throat. He suppressed it forcibly, and finally leaked from the corner of his mouth. There was a trace of blood, and the knife on the opposite side seemed to be having a worse time than him. From the blood stains flowing from the corner of his mouth, it can be seen that he was injured more severely than himself.

"Okay, it's really strong enough, I like it. Come again." A sinister smile floated on the corner of Can Dao's mouth, and he yelled and punched again swiftly, the punches were still straight forward, as if he was clearly going to knock Ye Zhiqiu down .

"Come on, come on, am I still afraid that you won't succeed?" Ye Zhiqiu suddenly had a surge of pride in his chest, and he went forward without retreating.

"Bang! Come again!"

The sound of fists and shouts instantly filled the entire hall, and the only few chairs in the hall were smashed to pieces when the two retreated. A few bold little bastards hid outside the door, and saw the people in the hall through the crack of the door. In the fiery scene, everyone stayed on the spot. They knew that Ye Zhiqiu was strong, but they didn't expect to be so strong. Brother Dao Can, who was almost invincible in the small knife club, seemed to be no match for him. downwind.

After more than a dozen punches, Ye Zhiqiu and Can Dao's true qi were almost exhausted, and what flowed from the corners of their mouths was not blood but a river of blood.The two were bending over and panting heavily, although they were almost exhausted, their eyes were still shining brightly, staring at each other and wishing they could eat each other before giving up.

"You are really strong, and I had a lot of fun, but it's time to end!" After a short break, Can Dao raised his head, staring at Ye Zhiqiu with a trace of cruelty, Xiao Dao, who disappeared when the battle started, was very It suddenly appeared on his right hand, slightly raised his right hand, pointed at Ye Zhiqiu obliquely, and a strong self-confidence permeated the air.

Ye Zhiqiu's face changed slightly, he saw the sharp blade of the small knife in Candao's hand suddenly turned black strangely, as if stained with ink, the chilly aura that came out made him palpitate, This might be Candao's trump card.

"Brother Candao finally made a knife." The gangsters outside the door burst into excitement.

"That kid is dead this time." In the eyes of the gangster, as long as Brother Candao shows the knife in his hand, he can definitely kill all obstacles, but Ye Zhiqiu can be regarded as a character if Brother Candao can use the knife. up.

"...I'm going to go in and kick that bastard a few times later. How dare I knock out my uncle's teeth. I obviously don't want to mess around anymore." A gangster who lost two front teeth said fiercely.

"Yes, his uncle, kicking my ass hurts to death. If I don't kick him a few times, I won't be able to get rid of the hatred in my heart."

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The few gangsters who were watching the battle had already begun to be obsessed with beating Ye Zhiqiu's dream, and they fully demonstrated the quack philosophy of taking advantage of his illness to kill him.

Ye Zhiqiu felt the threat of death for the first time. He bent down and calmly picked up the hollow steel pipe he had brought into the hall, and put the hollow steel pipe across his chest in a defensive posture.

The hollow steel pipe in Ye Zhiqiu's hand was half a meter long, while the knife in Can Dao's hand was only three inches long. On the surface, Ye Zhiqiu had the upper hand, but in fact it was not. For a few years, the means of using a knife is not to say superb, but it is also emerging one after another, at least stronger than Ye Zhiqiu, a person who has never held a weapon, and it is more than half times stronger. Secondly, the hollow steel pipe held by Ye Zhiqiu The lethality is definitely not as good as that sharp knife in Can Dao's hand.

Can Dao didn't make a sneak attack. He smiled and waited for Ye Zhiqiu to pick up the hollow steel pipe before he said coldly, "I don't want your life today, but I want to cripple your limbs."

"It doesn't matter who will destroy who?" Ye Zhiqiu said angrily.

"Huh!" Candao snorted coldly, and the front stab of his right hand slightly drew a gorgeous arc, and a black knife screen was scattered in the air.Afterwards, Ye Zhiqiu's eyes were filled with black lights, he couldn't see the blade in Candao's hand clearly, he felt a shock in his heart, he took two steps back unconsciously, before he escaped from the cover of the blade screen.Compared with Brother Pervert's saber technique, Candao's saber technique is undoubtedly a few realms higher. For the first time, Ye Zhiqiu felt the forceful saber aura, as if it was going to tear him apart.

Ye Zhiqiu retreated quickly, and the Candao advanced even faster, as if he had expected Ye Zhiqiu's reaction long ago, and stepped straight in with a big step, but there was still a shady curtain covering Ye Zhiqiu's chest.

Ye Zhiqiu gasped. He didn't expect that Candao was not only powerful, but also extremely fast, on par with him. He originally wanted to rely on his speed to make a comeback, but Candao's performance instantly shattered his thoughts. He had no choice but to He took two steps back again, but he never thought that this retreat would lead him to the corner of the wall. Unavoidable, he gritted his teeth and swiped the hollow steel pipe in his hand towards the black knife screen. At the same time, the whole person moved horizontally to the left.

"Dang Dang Dang Dang! Chi!" The continuous collision was accompanied by the sound of a knife cutting into the flesh, and a blood arrow sprayed out.

Can Dao didn't pursue, but turned around to face Ye Zhiqiu, the knife in his hand was still pointing at Ye Zhiqiu obliquely, with a contemptuous smile on his face.

Ye Zhiqiu felt a burning pain in his hand, and a wound half a centimeter deep was cut on the back of his hand. Blood dripped continuously down his right hand holding the hollow steel pipe. Within a few seconds, there was a scar on the ground. A pool of blood.

Ye Zhiqiu held the hollow steel pipe across his chest. When he saw the knife marks on the hollow steel pipe, his pupils couldn't help shrinking sharply. During that short contact, the remaining knife swung five times, and four times it cut on the hollow steel pipe. Slit the back of his hand.

The little bastard hiding outside the door almost opened his eyes, Brother Candao's hand directly shocked them, at this time Brother Candao's gesture of holding the knife with his right hand slanted in their eyes was like a peerless knife Guests, that kind of momentum is so overwhelming that they dare not breathe.I was deeply afraid that such a light breath would suck the blade into my body.

"It's coming again!" The gangsters couldn't help shouting in their hearts, Brother Candao in the field once again propped up a black knife screen.

Looking at the black knife screen again, Ye Zhiqiu seemed to be blessed to his heart, the profound power in his body was running at a high speed, and then poured into his eyes, he knew very well in his heart that if he couldn't catch Candao's knife, his own misery would definitely be worse than Candao's. What the knife said was even more miserable.With the infuriating energy pouring into his eyes, Ye Zhiqiu's deep and dark eyes were full of red and black colors, and the red and black colors slowly circled in his eyes, and the world in front of him seemed to become clearer , At the same time, it also slowed down, the shady curtain propped up by the broken knife was no longer hazy and mysterious, he saw the running track of the jet-black knife in the shady curtain, it was a very wonderful running track, and the jet-black knife body was flooded with rapid strokes. There were patches of dim light.Although it was still very fast, he clearly captured the real blade.

"Medium!" It seemed to be a man's extremely suppressed and almost hysterical roar, accompanied by the venting of domineering power, when he was two meters away from the residual knife, Ye Zhiqiu moved, and the hollow steel pipe in his hand slammed down on the blade in the dark .

"Dang!" A loud sound made the ears of the punk outside the door buzzing, and the voice that was about to applaud in his heart froze on his face, his mouth was wide open, and the expression evolved after being visually shocked and spiritually stimulated That's wonderful.

"Pow!" Can Dao felt a burst of violent force rushing from the blade, the right hand holding the knife was shaken loose, and the black knife was shot flying, with a ray of black glow piercing it 'Entering the gate, the tip of the knife came out through the door, just across the cheek of a little gangster who was sticking to the door to watch the excitement. A second later, the left side of the gangster's face was completely dyed red, and the whole person fell directly backwards. Was frightened and passed out.This scene made the little gangster who was close to the door tremble with fear, and he consciously retreated half a meter away from the door without being called out.

"You actually broke my sword screen." Can Dao had an unbelievable expression on his face, but this expression only appeared for a few seconds, and then his face became even more serious, and he took out the knife again like a magic trick. With the same knife, Leng Sen said: "The warm-up is over."

As soon as Can Dao's words fell, the whole person moved. It was still a black blade scene, but it moved a lot more, as if it had life. Although Ye Zhiqiu could see the blade, it suddenly became difficult to fly Even more difficult, as soon as his hollow steel pipe entered the blade screen, he was suddenly stopped by a force, and what was supposed to hit the blade hit the blade. After several collisions, his steel pipe was riddled with scars. hole, which may be broken at any time.

"Ding Ding Dang Dang!" It was as if the sound of a blacksmith's hammering echoed in the hall non-stop. The two fought inextricably, but Ye Zhiqiu knew that if he continued to fight with this posture, he would be the last one to fall. Because although he was able to block Can Dao's knife in time, he seemed to be a bit slow in changing moves. He was pressed and beaten by Can Dao from beginning to end. He could only defend passively, only defending but not attacking, no matter how perfect he was The defense will be broken, and at this moment he has to take a risky move.

"Puchi!" Candao caught a gap in Ye Zhilai, and with a black light, the knife in his hand slammed into Ye Zhiqiu's left waist. He couldn't help but feel happy when he saw Ye Zhiqiu's waist, but Before he could express his happiness on his face, the sound of the wind piercing through the air made his expression change suddenly. Just as he was about to withdraw the knife, he suddenly found that it was not moving at all. Ye Zhiqiu's left hand was already holding his right hand. In terms of strength, he is half a chip inferior to Ye Zhiqiu. At this time, Ye Zhiqiu is desperate, how can he pull it.

"Crack." The hollow steel pipe slammed against Candao's right arm with a piercing sound, and the sound of bone shattering resounded throughout the hall. Accompanied by Candao's scream, it made people feel even more 'hairy' creepy.

With one hit, Ye Zhiqiu didn't stop. He kicked the residual knife four or five meters away, and then, before the residual knife could catch his breath, he flew up and beat violently. In their hearts, they were so frightened that they hurriedly retreated into the grove.