Daqin: Inheriting the Sword Saint and being read by Zulong

Chapter 350 Escaping is also a kind of strength

"My strength is indeed not as good as yours. But I have a specialty that you can't compare to, that is, if I want to escape, I will use all means. No one can stop me."

Ma Dongyang shook his head, his face was instantly full of confidence.

"I want to try." Han Dong's eyes turned cold.

"Fine. I don't mind showing it off."

Ma Dongyang smiled slightly, the confidence on his face did not retreat in any way.

Instead, it is on sale like a raging fire.

It seemed that no one in the world could catch them.

"Just try it!"

As soon as the words fell, Han Dong moved and came to the opponent's body as fast as lightning.

As soon as he stretched out his hand, he grabbed the opponent's arm like an eagle grabbing a chicken.

"Hahaha, you just said that no one can catch you, so now..."

However, before Han Dong finished speaking, his expression suddenly changed.

He only saw Ma Dongyang, who was accused of being controlled by himself, backing away quickly.

"Uh?"

He was taken aback, and involuntarily looked at the arm in his hand, only to realize that the arm turned out to be fake.

"It's ugly."

Ma Dongyang smiled slightly, and stretched out an arm from his sleeve.

"Tips for carving insects!"

"Not worth mentioning!"

Han Dong gritted his teeth for a while.

Along the way, facing Ying Zige with a tricky trick already gave him a headache.

Unexpectedly, one of the opponent's subordinates would be so slippery.

It's like stabbing the loach's nest.

If you don't catch the other party today, it will be difficult to solve the hatred in your heart.

In an instant, his figure moved, and a gust of wind was blown up, like a note on an electronic music score, the crocodile ointment was given, and he rushed towards the opponent.

"This movement!"

Ma Dongyang was also taken aback. From the very beginning, he never underestimated the opponent's agility, but he never thought that the agility shown by the opponent was far beyond his imagination.

It can be said that the speed of this light work has surpassed any speed he has ever seen.

Of course, it also exceeded his own speed.

Shocked, he immediately started his fastest speed, bouncing and moving non-stop.

But the opponent followed like a shadow, gradually narrowing the gap.

Just a few seconds.

Clap!
Han Dong's palm was firmly on his shoulder.

"young people……"

At the same time, my heart trembled, fearing that the other party's shoulders were also fake, my palms turned into claws in an instant, and I squeezed them hard.

"Bang bang bang!"

However, at this moment, bursts of sparks burst out from Ma Dongyang's body, and thick smoke rushed towards his face.

There is a strong and special atmosphere in it.

"Despicable and shameless!"

"Using poison?"

Unable to catch Han Dong, he let go of the opponent decisively. His body flew back and landed firmly on a boulder.

At the same time, he attacked with both palms forward, using his palm wind to disperse the poison.

"This!"

"This kid is really a talent. He has so many fancy moves?"

"Although it's fancy, it has to be said that it's really useful."

Ying Zige was stunned.

Originally, I thought that I was already extremely cunning, but I never expected that there would be someone even more cunning than myself.

"Poison?"

Han Long also frowned slightly, his eyes full of dissatisfaction.

"The two misunderstood. This is not poisonous gas, but made with some pungent herbs. Although the smell is very unpleasant, it is not poisonous at all."

"It can even refresh your mind, it is a must-have medicine for home!"

Ma Dongyang smiled again and said loudly.

"I just don't believe I can't catch you today."

"My qinggong is clearly above yours!"

The veins on Han Dong's forehead popped up, and he completely entered a state of rampage at this moment.

"drink!"

After a violent drink, the straight up breath suddenly spurted out.

His clothes fluttered up.

at the same time.

His gaze had become sharper.

It seems that killing intent is rampant.

"I have already said that my qinggong is not high, and my strength is not very good."

"However, very few people can catch me. Because I will use all means to escape. Attention is all means!"

Ma Dongyang grinned, which was shameless.

However, there was no shame on his face.

Even a little proud.

For some people, being able to live is the greatest skill.

It is even more an honor to be able to live in front of ten people with astonishing strength.

"rhetoric!"

As soon as Han Dong finished speaking, his body moved like a lion and a rabbit.

It seems that there is no suspense in this duel.

People haven't arrived yet!

Ma Dongyang couldn't help but take two steps back under the strong pressure brought by his body shape.

"hiss!"

Ma Dongyang couldn't help but gasped, his face changed color quietly.

He has seen powerful people before.

But there has never been any strong person who can use his aura to immobilize the opponent without hitting the opponent.

At this time, he was obviously under the pressure of the opponent's momentum.

Suddenly, his frightened eyes fell directly on Han Dong's back.

There was a hint of panic on his face: "Young Master Thirteen, don't sneak attack! We are all trustworthy people, how can we use this method?"

"what?"

Han Dong, who was concentrating on rushing towards the opponent, suddenly sank.

I just felt a tingling in my back.

Since this duel is just a sparring, under normal circumstances, it is impossible for anyone to make a surprise attack.

So he stared at the front with all his attention, and didn't pay attention to what was behind him.

Seeing Ma Dongyang's concealed expression and the words he said at this moment, his scalp felt a little numb.

Fortunately, he is a top expert, and during the impact, he unexpectedly dropped his feet into the ground abruptly.

Boom!
The ground was cracked, but his body was twisted backwards abruptly, and his palms were suddenly placed across his chest, making a defensive gesture.

"Young Master Thirteen. I didn't expect you to be so despicable..."

Subconsciously, he just talked about it.

Suddenly completely stunned.

"What do you say?"

"Well, why are you scolding the master?"

Ying Zige, who was still sitting in the carriage, his face darkened, and he reprimanded loudly.

"This……"

Han Dong was stunned for a moment, and only then did he realize that he had been fooled.

He turned around hastily, and suddenly his face was covered with black lines, petrified on the spot.

This was discovered.

Ma Dongyang was no longer in sight.

"This……"

"It's not enough to make people dissatisfied with this method."

Han Long gave a wry smile and shook his head slowly, feeling a bit dumbfounded at the moment.

Although Han Dong didn't see what happened just now, he saw it clearly from the side.

After Han Dong turned his head, the other party just dodged into the woods next to him, like a fish entering the sea, and he couldn't trace his trace.

Although such a method is very shameless.

But the thing is, it really works.

Even the top qinggong masters couldn't catch the opponent, and they were played around by the opponent.

Isn't this also a kind of strength?
(End of this chapter)